Reject me, hateful woman

Linn was just thinking on the spot.

Hiltelia has made it very clear. Since this so-called crown prince gathering is essentially a spoils-sharing meeting, it is not uncommon for brothers and sisters who can still maintain harmony and closeness to show their fangs to each other. .

What's more, for Historia, she was the youngest, had no power, and was forced to study abroad for a whole year.

What Historia will encounter at this party is almost predictable.

"At least, if you are still a man, don't let her be bullied too ugly there."

Lin raised his head and saw Hiltelia opening the door as if nothing had happened, and happened to meet the eyes of Celidia who was guarding the door.

"You, you didn't..."

Celidia hesitated to speak.

Hiltelia just licked her red lips and looked frivolously:

"Don't worry, Bishop Selidia, we haven't done anything excessive."

Celidia needs to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It was just an in-depth exchange of souls and some deals reached."

"Well!"

Looking at the high-level teaching priests with sad and angry expressions, the frustration from Linn was finally eliminated. Hiltelia laughed and walked out of the church.

The nuns outside the door hurriedly rushed in and inspected him. Especially when they saw that his belt was still intact, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, Lynn, luckily you're safe!"

Celidia pressed Lin's shoulders, with tears in her eyes,

"If something really happens to you, how should I explain it to my father?"

"Don't worry, Sister Celidia, I'm fine, but there is something that I want to say sorry to you for."

Linn patted Celidia's hand comfortingly and apologized.

"I'm sorry... It's difficult, isn't it?! That Your Highness, she really..."

Celidia's face suddenly turned pale as if struck by thunder.

Lin En was helpless. This nun sister was good at everything, but sometimes her rich imagination was unbearable...

"No, Her Majesty Hiltelia did not do anything excessive to me. It's just that we originally agreed that I would come to the church to see you again in three days, but I may have to break the appointment. Please forgive me."

"Ah, so that's what happened,"

Celidia immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Linn apologetically:

"But actually, you don't have to worry about it at all. I just learned from Aunt Nina that the Theocracy's envoys will have an important mission to go out in three days. As the leader of the envoy, I cannot be absent, so , I originally wanted to cancel that visit agreement with you."

"Is it also three days from now?"

Lynn asked.

"Well, it's a matter for the Theocracy."

Celidia nodded.

The Theocracy wants to eliminate demons?

But it’s actually a coincidence that the gathering with the crown princes happens to be on the same day?

Linn suddenly narrowed his eyes.

........

After another chat with Celidia and the other nuns, Linn left the church with the nuns' reluctant farewells, boarded the Shadow Knight Granny's carriage, and started on his way home.

After a while, the carriage stopped. Just when Linn opened the door and was about to get out of the car, he realized that the scenery outside the window seemed to be a few steps away from Historia's palace.

"What's wrong?"

Lynn asked.

"Your Highness, there seems to be a visitor at your home, ah, no, it's Historia's home."

visitor?

It was a very conspicuous and lavish carriage with gold-covered corners and was pulled by two large horses. Linn's unimpressive family crest was inlaid on the side wall of the carriage.

Linn was suddenly curious.

He had been coming to Rose City with Historia for some time, but no guests had ever come to visit the little princess of Fire Rose.

After all, this is a very sensitive moment. The old king is seriously ill, and ministers and nobles may over-interpret any contact with any crown prince.

And even if you want to find a home in advance, Historia, the youngest, least powerful and bad-tempered Zijinhua international student, is a hellish choice.

Well, after getting in touch with Historia, Linn felt that Historia's temper was not the worst in their family.

After all, she would blush and let herself look at the Strawberry Bear in order to apologize.

So when everyone is avoiding this His Highness, why are there still visitors rushing here?

Lin En frowned and walked into the courtyard.

........

At this time, in the villa, although there were guests visiting for a long time, the atmosphere was not very harmonious.

"Manager Guy, what do you mean? Why is the monthly payment this month even less than before? Didn't we report it to the palace? His Highness Historia is back this month."

The head maid clutched her obviously deflated money bag and muttered dissatisfiedly to the man on the sofa in the lounge.

"How can you say that, Milansa,"

The man on the sofa sat upright, and his butt only touched a very small part of the sofa. He waved his hand and dismissed the little maid who brought the hot tea to leave. His dissatisfied eyes were wandering around, as if everything in this shabby villa would be stained. He looked like he was covered in dust.

“Hasn’t this been the monthly payment for so many years?”

"I remember that the monthly payment in the past had three gold coin bags,"

The head maid Milansha said angrily:

"You guys, it's okay in normal times, but now it's winter. It doesn't matter if we don't increase the cost of burning coal and firewood for the winter. How dare you make such serious deductions? You really think Historia has no temper. ?"

"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. What does it mean to withhold money? We have always acted according to the rules, but you, head maid Milansa, since you said so, let me see Histley. Your Highness is so angry, you are really surprised, now that Your Highness is back, why don't you even let me pay her a visit?"

"If it is an order from Her Royal Highness the Princess, I would not dare to disobey it."

The man named Guy asked flatly in response to the threat from the head maid.

"you!"

The head maid blushed angrily, but she couldn't say anything in reply.

The tall shadow suddenly fell on the man from behind. The man was slightly startled. After seeing the person clearly, he smiled and said:

"So it's you, Teacher Karl, or should we say Director Karl? Oh, no,"

He suddenly remembered something and wiped the golden collar badge on his chest with his white-gloved hand as if to show off:

"You are now Butler Karl, and I am the current Palace Manager. What can I do for you?"

The old butler Karl had deep eyes and clenched his fists, but in the end he just said:

"Guy, don't go too far."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed proudly.

Elena on the side was also very angry, but seeing the reactions of other people in the room, she didn't dare to do anything rashly.

She could only pat her back gently to comfort the little maid Julia who was so angry that she gritted her teeth:

"Who is he? Isn't Shia a princess? He is a palace manager, how dare he do this to her?"

The little maid stared at the man's back angrily, wishing she could devour him:

"This bastard's name is Guy. He used to be Mr. Karl's student. After Mr. Karl volunteered to accompany His Highness to the palace, thinking about the friendship between teachers and students and thinking that His Highness could be taken care of by more people in the palace, he recommended him to become the new palace. The manager."

"He is Mr. Karl's student?"

Elena couldn't tell at all.

If he was really a teacher and student, how could he treat his mentor like this?

"Because this guy is a two-faced bastard! No, it's a wild dog!"

The little maid Julia sneered, with tears of humiliation flashing in her eyes:

"Less than half a year after His Highness and we moved out, this dog couldn't wait to find a new owner. He tried to get in our way and withheld our monthly payment. I'm afraid he was just trying to please his new owner!"

Elena was silent for a moment.

She could more or less guess the reason why everyone in the villa did not let Historia see each other.

According to Shia's character, she will never give up, but for the sake of other people's lives, she might also bow her head.

For everyone in the villa, like Shia's family, there is nothing more saddening than the fact that Her Royal Highness bowed her head in humiliation for everyone's sake.

Moreover, what is even more desperate is that no one can do anything about Guy.

If you dare to take revenge and go back, given the power and authority of the other party, it will only make the lives of everyone in the villa even more uncomfortable.

At this moment, the door of a room on the second floor was suddenly pushed open with great force, and then the little maid Edith shouted:

"Your Highness, wait a moment!"

"Guy, don't you want to see me?"

Barefoot and wearing a nightgown, Historia flipped neatly from the guardrail on the second floor, jumped down, and landed directly on the ground in the rest area. She stood up and stared at the sofa with red eyes that seemed to be breathing fire. Guy:

"Then I will now order you in the name of His Highness the Sixth Prince of the Empire to hand over the withheld monthly money!"

When Historia appeared, everyone was surprised, including Guy, but he quickly calmed down and shook his head calmly:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it should be like this. However, another His Highness gave me the opposite order. I am also following the order. I hope you won't make it difficult for me."

"Who is it? Which of my good brothers and sisters is it?"

Historia bared her teeth and sneered, her eyes seeming to be condensed with flames.

"There is no comment,"

Guy shook his head and suddenly changed the subject:

"However, the monthly payment, or even the previous monthly payment, is easy to negotiate, as long as you..."

Guy touched his hand on the storage ring and placed a document on the table.

"Sign this."

"This is?"

The head maid Miransha saw the key words on it at a glance, and felt a surge of anger rushing to the top of her head:

"In an agreement to voluntarily transfer the right to speak at the Crown Prince's meeting, how dare you want His Highness to become your puppet?!"

"Don't say it so harshly,"

Guy immediately frowned and said in a lecturing tone:

"What is a puppet? Her Highness Historia has no interest in the throne. Everyone knows this. We just let Her Highness use things she doesn't want in exchange for some reasonable needs. How could the head maid Milansa say such outrageous things? Woolen cloth?"

The head maid didn't say anything, she was just protecting Historia, but her expression was ferocious, like a lioness ready to bite out, which made Guy shudder subconsciously.

Then, a surge of anger rushed into his heart.

Forget about that old guy Karl, he was actually afraid of this bitch just because of a look in his eyes!

"A bunch of disrespectful people,"

Guy scolded,

"I came here with good intentions to help you get rid of your troubles, but I actually made things so difficult for my benefactor. You deserve to be trapped in this garbage dump like a bunch of loaches."

These words seemed to stimulate Historia. The little princess trembled all over and lowered her head:

"Ok, I........"

boom!

A hand suddenly slammed heavily on the table in front of him. It was a thin, almost skinny hand and arm, but it seemed to be filled with great strength.

The old butler Carl stared at Guy coldly, crumpled the contract into a ball of waste paper, and threw it at Guy's feet, his voice low and hoarse: