Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

But, in this world.

How could she be capable of talking about love?

April thought that even if she couldn't be a model of a lady, she couldn't be a lover who was not allowed to be seen in public.

Not only am I feeling sorry for myself, but also for the future Mrs. Blanchett.

April is no longer the little girl who lay in bed at the age of six listening to her mother tell fairy tales.

The story of a duke marrying a commoner girl is not even found in storybooks.

April looked at the person beside her. He possessed the glory of this world, and his long golden hair made him look like a king.

The path from the church back to the castle is downward, and the grass is lush and tall to the calf level.

April's green dress looked like an elf growing out of the grass.

April said to Strahl as she said goodbye.

"Good night, Blanchett."

April turned and left, still without any attachment, her long curly hair loose and the candlelight illuminating her face.

She thought that it didn't matter if she couldn't find the pearl earrings, she always had many choices.

Viscount Campbell is no longer viable, but there are still many viscounts in this royal city.

If it really doesn't work, the Baron is also possible.

She just wanted to be a proper noble lady.

April walked into the restaurant and just as she sat down, a well-behaved woman sat down in front of her.

The restaurant belonging to Blanchett's senior employees mostly has small round tables that can usually only seat three people.

Others who wanted to move forward saw that others were one step faster and had to retreat regretfully.

The dignified woman was already in her forties.

At least that's what it looks like from the outside.

She was usually arrogant, always looking down on people with her chin up, but now she took the initiative to come forward.

April generally responded to her questions with "no comment".

Of course, it can't be that blunt.

When the woman left, she glared at April fiercely and whispered something in her ear.

"You'd better keep this a secret from everyone and don't affect Blanchett's reputation."

April shrugged helplessly and didn't respond to her.

These were the questions she had thought about when Blanchett invited her back to church.

But perhaps because she had a clear conscience, she didn't feel there was anything to be ashamed of at the moment.

She replied frankly.

"I have nothing to say, noble lady, so take back your impertinent speculation."

After saying that, April no longer had the interest to look at her dark face.

She didn't dare to really go against April, and the last sentence she said was completely out of anger.

Seeing that April ignored her, her pride prevented her from apologizing to a mistress, so she turned around and left.

April was about to cry as she ate the pure deliciousness of Deland County.

De Lan Qun likes to add sansho pepper when stewing meat, which brings a unique flavor.

April has loved it since she was a child, but she rarely has the chance to eat it.

My father listens to my mother in everything.

The appetite that had been gradually decreasing in the past few days was awakened by the food from Delan County.

At this time, Strahl, who was having a meal, was listening to his subordinates reporting what happened today.

After all the business was done, his subordinates hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether they should report Ms. Shara's matter to the adults.

They have been serving the adults for so many years, but they cannot clearly see the adults' attitude towards that lady.

Strahl said to pay attention to April's movements, but he did not say when to report.

They really couldn't guess the relationship between the two.

Usually, Miss Shara stayed at the manor obediently.

But today she visited Viscount Campbell's estate and stayed alone with him for so long.

This is a big deal, should I report it at this time?

Butler Hef, who was standing beside him, saw that the young man hadn't gotten to the point for a long time.

He adjusted his bow tie, glanced at him with disdain and spoke.

"Sir, Miss Shara went to Campbell Manor as a guest today and stayed for about 5 hours."

After listening to Butler Huff, Strahl finally understood why April was dressed so formally.

He thought she was going shopping in the royal city again.

Strahl's face was expressionless, and his hands holding the knife and fork remained steady.

Seeing that Strahl was willing to listen, the person reporting the incident immediately told him the detailed information.

"Miss Shara was very unwell on the way to Campbell Manor, which shows that the finances of the Campbell family are very worrying."

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"She spent an hour with Lina Campbell, and the rest of the time she talked with Viscount Campbell in the study."

"Miss Shara's earrings were left in the garden of Campbell Manor. We have recovered them, but we have not had the opportunity to return them to her."

The rings on Strahl's fingers are particularly dazzling under the candlelight. Each ring has its own symbol.

Of course he would not wear all of them. What seemed unattainable to others was just an optional choice for him in daily life.

Blanchet, Canal del Camar, Eternal Saltworks...

The king no longer had any fear of the Blanchett family. He got tired of being afraid of them for so long.

Because as long as the Blanchett family wants to become a royal family, the royal family will be powerless to resist.

But this family never did so.

They have been accumulating strength and possessing power, but they seem to have no interest in power.

Strahl asked.

"What's the connection between Shara and Campbell?"

The person reporting the matter paused, and you snatched the person from him, and asked what the relationship was.

But he still answered respectfully.

"Miss Shara used to teach at Campbell Manor. She was the teacher of Viscount Campbell's daughter."

Strahl thought back for a moment and remembered.

It turned out that Xia La was the teacher that Amanda had specially waited for her in front of the castle to snatch away before she could go home.

The curve of Strahl's mouth deepened.

"It's just previous employers. They can talk for four hours about anything."

The person reporting said with his head down apologetically.

"I am incompetent and have not been able to find out the details."

Strahl was not angry, his face, like a painting, looked quite tolerant and generous.

"It's nothing this time, don't let it happen again next time."

Strahl ate his dinner in elegant manner.

I wondered what she would talk about with that Campbell.

Painting, history, or maybe she kicked the cherry tree to blind herself.

It turns out she is so talkative, and every time she meets me she seems to want to slip away quickly.

Strahl thought she was inarticulate.

After April finished eating, she was walking back to her room when she suddenly sneezed twice.

She looked around hurriedly to see if anyone noticed.

When I saw that there was no one around, I pretended nothing had happened and walked forward.

April thought, hugging her arms.

I'm probably too tired today, so I'll go to bed early.