Villainous princesses don't die in royal battles

She had checked it just now, and the restraint probably required Eileen's mental power reserve to reach the caster level to be broken.

After speaking, Carlota stood up and took the initiative to hold Elena's hand.

"After talking for so long, we should go back."

Carlotta is the protagonist of the birthday party and has been absent for a long time. It would be somewhat impolite to not show up after the dinner.

Feeling the woman's smooth and soft touch from the palm of her hand, Elena nodded and followed Carlotta to leave the bedroom.

On the other side, at the dance scene, Testia looked at the lively scene of singing and dancing in front of her, and somehow suddenly remembered that night, when she met Princess Elena at the dance.

The other party walked towards her in a hurry, poured a glass of cold red wine on her head and face, and put on an extremely contemptuous expression after finishing.

Testia has almost forgotten the feeling of being drowned, but she still remembers the look that Elena looked at her with obvious hatred.

She really... likes Lord Byron...

"Testia, try this."

Hearing someone call her name, Testia's thoughts were disconnected in an instant. When she came back to her senses, she saw a beautiful girl with brown hair and dark eyes in a lavender dress standing in front of her, holding a tall A foot cup filled with a light blue transparent liquid.

"The blueberry juice here is delicious, try it!" Lena urged her.

Testia was stunned when she heard the words, and quickly said "Oh" blankly, and took the glass handed over by Lena.

Taking advantage of Elena's absence, Lena arranged for Testia a lot of food and drinks that only the guests could enjoy. However, after eating a few pieces of beef pie, Testia didn't have a high appetite, so she just ate a few bites. Start drinking juice only.

The other headmaid, Catherine, who was left behind by Elena, stood there all the time, not eating or drinking like a piece of wood, with her two slender white silk legs standing straight, no matter how many people passed by her, she would not look sideways. , always maintain a dignified maid etiquette.

The dance is almost over... Her Highness Elena hasn't come back yet...

Testia took a sip of the blueberry juice in a daze. It was sour and sweet, and it was indeed as delicious as Lena said.

After staring at the dance floor for a while, she heard familiar footsteps in her ears. Testia turned around and saw Elena and Carlotta in a black dress walking together. The two were holding hands in an intimate pose. , like a Bingdi lotus.

Volume 37: Chapter 35 Chapter [-] She's Getting Strange

"Would you like to dance with me?"

Walking into the living room, Carlotta looked at the men and women dancing gracefully to the accompaniment, and suddenly became interested, leaning over and whispering a suggestion in Elena's ear.

Feeling the woman's fragrant breath hit her neck, Elena pursed her lips, and after a short while of hesitation, she heard Carlotta jokingly said.

"Why, usually one bite of Sister Carlota, but now I invite you to dance and I hate her for being old?"

Looking at Countess Carlotta, who is wearing a black long skirt on the right hand side, wearing a hollow stiletto heel, and has a fair skin and beautiful figure. If it weren't for the mature temperament that she naturally exudes, it is said that she is just [-] years old this year. Too much.

"Sister Carlotta personally invites me, of course I am willing."

As soon as the words were finished, Elena accompanied Carlotta into the dance floor. The latter asked her which side she wanted to dance to, and the girl replied the same as before.

After hearing this, Carlota raised the corners of her lips slightly: "That's the lady's side."

After speaking, she stretched out a white and tender lotus arm, and gently hugged Eileen's slender waist. The distance between the two shortened again, so close that they could feel each other's breath.

It is also fortunate that Elena inherited the memory and dance skills of the original owner when she wore the book, otherwise she would definitely not accept this invitation to dance together.

The left hand is holding the woman's shoulders. Carlotta's skirt is a one-shoulder style. The small and delicate collarbone and smooth and round fragrant shoulders are not covered by clothing, and they are pretty exposed.

Eileen put her hand in the right position and immediately felt a smooth and tender touch from her palm, and her upturned eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Start?" Carlotta asked her softly.

Elena nodded, and danced with the other party according to the movements in her memory.

"I still remember when I was teaching little Irene court dance. You often stepped on my feet. I don't know if I have made any progress after all these years."

Carlota put her arms around Elena's waist, and interlocked the girl's fingers with her other hand, her jade legs swayed slightly, and the hem of her skirt fluttered gently.

"I haven't danced for a long time, I feel a little rusty." Elena replied.

Carlotta's skin not only looks white, but also is extraordinarily smooth to the touch. Elena had to slide it away several times, so she had to use a little force on her palm to stick to the woman's inconspicuous butterfly bone.

"It really doesn't look very skilled..."

Feeling the rustling sound of some silk products rubbed against her knees, the corners of Carlotta's lips slightly raised, deliberately catering to Elena's footsteps, occasionally making a wrong step, and helping her quickly adjust.

Smelling the sweet body fragrance emanating from Carlotta's body, combined with the extremely gentle movements of the other party, Elena gradually found the rhythm and danced with her more and more proficiently.

Outside the dance floor, Testia saw Carlota holding Elena's waist, her cherry pink lips tightly pressed together, and she looked at the two of them with ecstasy.

Count Carlotta is tall and good-looking, standing with Princess Elena, who is famous for her beauty in the imperial capital, is not inferior. It should be a great pleasure to watch them dance the court dance, but Testia at this moment But I didn't feel like dancing at all.

She looked at Carlotta's slender white hand on Elena's skirt, the girl's gorgeous dress wrinkled slightly with the dance, and was immediately smoothed by Carlotta's gentle movements.

Inexplicably, a faint sense of disappointment surged up in her heart, and Testia watched quietly until the dance was over and the two left the dance floor, then she lowered her head and straightened her tie as if nothing had happened.

That's weird... what was she thinking just now...

Testia tried hard to recall the previous feeling, when a pair of pure black diamond-encrusted high heels suddenly appeared on the ground in front of her eyes, and her eyes moved up, and there were two slender legs wrapped in black stockings that were as soft as black jade.

"Testia, we are not going back to the palace tonight."

While talking, Elena searched for Catherine in the crowd, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't see where she was. When she turned her head, Catherine was standing behind her.

The head maid who had just greeted Carlotta stood up straight and dignified, and asked Elena a question that Testia also cared about.

"Miss, do you want to rest overnight at Count Carlotta's private estate?"

Catherine knew the relationship between Elena and Carlotta, and she had a rough guess in her heart when she saw them holding hands and entering the venue.

Four or five years ago, she often accompanied Elena to come here to drink tea and enjoy the flowers. As long as it was dark, Carlotta, who was the Viscount at that time, would stay with them in the manor and leave in a carriage the next day.

"Well, we will return to the imperial capital with Count Carlotta tomorrow morning." Elena said.

It was getting late outside the window, and the guests left the table in twos and threes. Before leaving, Lena glanced at Testia, hesitated for a moment and still wanted to talk to her about the letter.

"Testia, I have something to tell you in private."

Testia didn't respond to Lena immediately when she heard the words, but turned her head to look at Elena, who was half leaning on the marble column, with her calves crossed, drinking red wine lazily.

Thinking of Elena once said that she has no objection to her dating with Lena, this attitude should be the default now...

To be on the safe side, Testia decided to ask Elena.

"His Royal Highness Elena, may I leave for a while?"

Seeing Testia's attitude of timidly asking for her opinion, Elena nodded slightly, her tone revealing a sense of casualness.

"Whatever you want, but don't leave for too long, let me wait in a hurry, and you will bear the consequences."

After getting Elena's verbal consent, Testia felt relieved and followed Lena to a corner where no one was around.

"Miss Lena...is there anything else..."

Lena didn't make a sound, but took out a stack of handkerchiefs from her bag, dipped her fingers in the red wine, and wrote lightly.

She heard from her elder brother that Catherine, the head maid next to Elena, is an executive-level powerhouse. As long as the other party monitors deliberately, this distance will be exposed no matter what she says.

Writing is safer than speaking.

Using red wine as ink and handkerchief as paper, Lena briefly described the contents of the letter, and at the same time informed Testia that her parents had been sheltered by the Bulstrode family, and reminded her to be careful of Irene at the end Princess Na and Prince Tadel.

"That's all I have to say...Testia, take care..."

She took back her handkerchief and made an appointment with Testia to show her the letter next time. Surrounded by the family bodyguards, Lena turned her head three times. A helpless dandelion.

"she left?"

Seeing Testia returning to her side, Elena asked nonchalantly.

"Hmm." Testia responded in a low voice.

Prince Tadel really doesn't look like a nice guy...

What about Your Highness Elena...does she feel the same way...

Testia was a little confused.

............

ps. The author’s words: Push a friend’s book, it’s also a Western fantasy type of orange, you can pick it up if you love it, and the portal is placed below.

"The Maid Imitation, The Daughter of Destiny I Brought Up"

Volume 38: Chapter 36 Chapter [-] Girlish Feelings

"Miss Testia, I finished washing, you can go in."

Catherine walked out of the bathroom and wiped her hair slowly with a towel. In the room, Testia sat on the bed and heard the other party's words in a soft reply.

"it is good."

Due to Count Carlotta's kind invitation, Elena decided to stay overnight in the manor. Catherine and Testia, who are maids, would naturally also stay with her, so the two lived under the arrangement of the servants. into the same bedroom.

Pushing open the door, the air was filled with light water vapor. Testia took out a plant of cleansing grass for cleaning the mouth from the washstand, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, then took off the maid outfit on her body, and put the worn skirt The stockings were placed on the shelf beside her, and she gently pressed the fire attribute crystal above her head.

After receiving the pressure, the internal magic array of the fire attribute crystal starts to operate, and at the same time transfers heat to the water attribute crystal directly behind. When the temperature reaches a certain threshold, a large amount of water is secreted from the surface of the crystal, pouring out along the iron pipe.

Feeling the slightly cool liquid slide over the top of the head, flowing along the hair to the skin, Testia closed her eyes, sent mental power to the fire attribute crystal, and raised the water temperature slightly.

Testia's hometown did not have such a convenient magic device. If she wanted to take a bath, she had to go to the well to fetch water, heat it with firewood, and pour it into the bathtub.

The sound of water dripping on the ground was heard next to her ear, and Testia opened her eyes, her soft and slender eyelashes were wetted by the liquid, and the scene in front of her seemed to be covered with a curtain of water, making it difficult to see clearly.

Don't get close to Prince Tadel, his heart is worse than his appearance shows.

Princess Elena is very dangerous, she definitely wants to plot evil by keeping you by her side.

Lena's words before leaving echoed softly in the girl's ears, mixed with the sound of ticking running water, hitting Testia's heart one after another.

Miss Lena's worry is not unreasonable, Elena is the chief culprit that caused her not to be able to enroll, and she has indeed shown extremely obvious hostility towards her.

In fact, if Elena really wanted her to never see Earl Byron for the rest of her life, there was a simpler and more brutal way, that was to find any reason to put Testia in prison and lock her there forever.

But Elena did not do this, and even gave her a chance to re-enter the Isabeth School of Magic and Magic. This is the strangest thing about Testia, and it is also the main basis for Lena to suspect that the other party has other plans .

But she is a junior knight with mediocre talent, so there is something about her that Princess Elena should bother about.

The warm water slid over the cheeks, flowed along the gully to the lower abdomen, and finally dripped onto the tiles along the graceful legs. Testia squeezed her cherry pink lips tightly, and gently wiped her body with her palms.

She also thought of the day Elena ordered the maid to be punished, the arrogant and willful look that didn't care about the feelings of innocent people, it was exactly the same as when she was forced to stay

Maybe Princess Elena hasn't changed from beginning to end... Keeping her by my side is just a fresh look...

Just like Emperor Cantor likes to keep birds, and has specially designated an area in the palace for the birds to feed and rest, she is probably no different from those pets in Princess Elena's heart.

If you are happy, you can praise it wildly, but when you are sad, you can ignore it, and it is superfluous to look at it.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was greater, and Testia felt as if her heart was being pressed by a heavy object, and she was a little out of breath.

She has become particularly strange recently, and she always has an inexplicable sense of loss that cannot find the source.

After washing her body, Testia put on a white nightgown, stepped on sandals and left the bathroom.

In the bedroom, Catherine was lying on the bed with her palms facing inwards on her sides, her breathing was steady, and she seemed to be asleep.

Testia looked at the other untouched quilt, worried that the noise would wake up Catherine, so she walked lightly to the window, waited for her hair to be dried by the wind, and then slowly turned around and got into the bed. bed.

"Miss Testia," said Catherine.

Testia was startled when she heard the voice suddenly, and let out a crisp "eh".

"Sorry, did that scare you?" Catherine apologized to her.

Testia quickly recovered from the state of shock, shook her head and said, "...No."

She thought Catherine was fast asleep.

After getting a response from Testia, Catherine continued to add.

"Tomorrow we have to get up early, Count Carlotta will go to the academy at 06:30, and Her Royal Highness Elena will leave with her at that time."

Calculated in this way, they must get up before 05:30, half a point earlier than usual.

"Okay." Testia replied.

After speaking, the room fell into silence again. Catherine continued to maintain her original posture after she finished speaking, and it was impossible to tell if she was asleep.

Testia closed her eyes, trying to induce sleepiness, but failed to fall asleep after trying for a quarter of an hour.

It's not that she's not used to having more people beside her, but thinking that Elena and Carlota are sleeping in the same room tonight, Testia can't fall asleep anyway, and her mind is extraordinarily clear.

She thought of the dance that Elena and Carlotta danced together at the ball. Not only did her memory not become blurred because of the end of the dinner, but she kept renewing it when she recalled it. Every body movement of Elena, every place The details of the clothes became more and more clear.