don't make me wear a skirt

Miss Alice was annoyed and knelt down in the hall after being divorced more than a year ago, and begged Her Majesty the Queen to marry herself to the emperor of Shayesu Empire, Stanford II.

Her Majesty the Queen naturally refused.

Miss Alice has just turned [-], and she has been loved since she was a child. The Shayesu Empire is called an empire on the surface, but it is actually only a little bigger than the city of Moyevia. The people are poor and turbulent, and Stanford II is close to four Ten, as a family member, Miss Alice could only be the second wife in the past, which didn't match either in terms of age or qualifications.

The queen has one head and two big ones.

When Duke Hecha sent her back at the beginning, he said it in an orderly manner. A rich man framed a servant for no reason, and even almost killed him. What, this matter will be over after a while, who knows that her niece is too stubborn, and she can't help but say that she wants Duke Hecha to beat the servant to death.

So Hecha personally sent her back with a letter, listing what she had done clearly, and unceremoniously pointed out that Moyevia did not need a noble lady who framed civilians and did not want to repent to be her master.

Feeling ashamed, Alice threatened to die in a rage, and threatened to go to the Shayesu Empire in a remote area, but in fact she did it for Duke Hecha.

Who knew that Duke Hecha not only ignored it, but also sent an expensive congratulatory gift. Alice was so angry that she packed her luggage and ran away from home to go to Shayesu alone.

Just left, Hecha didn't expect her to come back.

John Bar said with an indescribable expression: "Miss Alice has just inherited the position of Braganett's castellan, and is here to visit you in the name of the new castellan."

This is troublesome.

He Cha rubbed his brows: "When will it arrive?"

John Ba said: "It may be at the gate of the city now..."

Hecha put on his coat and sighed: "Prepare the horses, you still have to do the proper etiquette."

"Yes." John Bar bowed deeply.

In the window sill surrounded by many thorns and roses, a ray of sunlight poured down, reflecting golden light.

Lytle lay weakly on the big soft bed, he tried to pat his butt lightly, and immediately his eyes became dizzy and limp from the pain.

His stomach was rumbling with hunger, oh, he didn't dare to act rashly, what if that bad guy Hecha pretended to be silent, but actually stayed where he was and waited for him to open the door?

So he decided to get out of bed, point his ear to the wooden door, and check the code with Tisha.

As soon as the wooden door was pasted, I heard three knocks on the door outside.

Lytle replied three times cautiously.

The person outside the door paused for a while, then knocked three more times.

The two of you came and went with me three or four times, Lytle finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Who are you?! Are you a bastard Hecha? Go, go! The demons are back!"

A clear and sweet voice came from outside the door: "Miss Lanny, this is Thea."

Lytle opened the door suddenly, and sure enough, a girl in a black dress was standing outside holding a lot of clothes.

Lytle's head was dizzy, and he mistook the white shirt for a chicken leg.

"Oh, why is this chicken leg white in color, has it gone bad?"

"It's not a chicken leg, it's a shirt." Thea patiently explained, adding embellishments: "Your Excellency the Duke ordered me to dress you up beautifully."

"But I'm very hungry." Lytle patted his flat stomach.

Thea put down a large pile of clothes, and brought in the black rice porridge that was placed outside.

"You let me eat this?" Lytle and the black rice porridge stared wide-eyed: "There's not even a shred of pork in it!"

"Before he left, His Excellency the Duke specially instructed that your body is not suitable for eating big fish and meat, and you should eat something light." Thea took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to him: "I'll get you some meat floss."

"Okay." After Lytle obediently swallowed the porridge, his body resumed normal operation, and the radar turned twice as fast as usual: "Eh, eh? Has that guy Hecha gone out?"

Thea looked sad: "It seems that an extraordinary person is coming, and the Duke was not very happy when he went to greet him."

Lytle tugged at the hem of the skirt boredly, and didn't pay much attention to it, but it was a good thing for the bad guy to go out. His eyes were on the bloated tutu skirt beside the bed, and they were all taken away by Thea.

"You take them away and I have nothing to wear."

"Do you like to pretend to be a girl?" Thea asked curiously, "Or did you like it when you were in Delance?"

"God, why would I like to dress up as a little girl—" Lytle said halfway, his body was slightly stiff, and he turned his head woodenly: "How do you know?!"

Thea said innocently: "Your Excellency the Duke said."

Lytle was wary, and approached Thea with twists and turns: "Did he tell you any other weird things?"

Thea shook her head blankly: "My lord just told you that you are not in good health and that you should take more supplements to help you recover. Are you sick?"

"No, I'm healthy." Lytle put his legs on the quilt with difficulty, and gasped for breath: "Look, huh, huh, how vigorous my skills are now, huh huh."

"Oh my God." Thea's eyes slid over the red marks on the little boy's body, and she suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Lytle was so scared that his butt cramped, and he raised his waist with difficulty to relieve the pain: "Oh...uncomfortable...uncomfortable..."

"Are you okay?" Thea quickly put several pillows under his waist.

"Drawing... sutra..."

About a minute later, Lytle moved at a slow speed and got into the bedding: "It's more comfortable... much more..."

"Do you have a backache?" Thea looked suspicious.

"Almost." Lytle said vaguely.

"Does it still hurt?" Thea patted his butt.

"Aww!" Lytle jumped up in an instant: "No one is allowed to touch my poor little chrysanthemum, woo woo woo!"

Thea sketched a strange smile, and cheered up: "No wonder the Duke discovered the identity of your little boy and asked me to take good care of you. It turns out that you have already..."

"I want to eat meat floss." Lytle thumped twice in the quilt, and quickly interrupted her.

"Okay, okay." Thea turned around on the spot and walked out of the bedroom briskly.

Lytle carefully took out the medicine bottle and wept with joy, and sent Thea away. He could finally take the medicine before Hecha came back.

Oh, is his little ass all right?

Have you ever been stuck together like last time?

But that's okay, the pain will be gone soon.

Lytle pouted his buttocks to get ready for action, lifted the lid, and the medicine bottle was taken away before the plaster was applied.

"You can't paint like this." Thea returned with her hands on her hips: "Let the Duke come back and help you."

Damn Thea!She's with Duke Hecha!

"I don't want it." He didn't want to be stabbed a second time, Lytle said with tears in his eyes, "Give it back to me."

Thea sat lovingly on the head of the bed, and said softly: "If you apply it yourself, it's easy to poke the wound. It's already very painful. If you touch the wound again, wouldn't it add to the injury?"

Lytle hesitated for a moment.

Thea continued to be persuasive: "How could His Excellency take advantage of others when you were injured?"

"Won't he?" Lytle looked disbelieving.

Thea coughed lightly: "He will only gently apply the medicine for you."

"He would stab it mercilessly, and then repeat it several times." Lytle buried his head in the pillow sadly.

"Oh." Thea secretly smiled twice before her face remained calm: "Dear Miss Lani, the only way to go in is to treat the wound with good medicine, right?"

Lytle was motionless like a zombie.

"If it's really bad, the Duke won't be able to repeat it again and again in the future..." Thea dragged the end of "the" for a long time: "Isn't it worth the loss? If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, I believe the Duke will also Understand that."

"Is this something to comfort me?!"

Oh, God!Thea actually said that Duke Hecha didn't stab his ass now so that he could stab him more heartily in the future!

How could a petite, cute and innocent maid say such things?He just got in by accident, and he will protect the little chrysanthemum well in the future, and there will be no second time.

Lytle's fragile heart was shocked: "Go, go, I hate you, don't talk to you."

Thea smiled slightly, put the medicine bottle in her pocket, and walked out of the bedroom.

Lytle stared at the ceiling like a drowning salted fish.

Would Hecha really poke a second, third, and fourth time?

Soon, Thea came back with a bowl of vegetable porridge, a plate of chopped chicken legs and a small portion of meat floss.

"I don't want to talk to you at all."

Although Lytle said that, his eyes were fixed on the chicken leg, and he shrugged his nose, oh, it smells so good.

Thea pretended to be helpless and said: "Okay, it's a pity that the chef's special cooking porridge and chicken drumsticks."

After all, she picked up the silver tray and was about to leave——

Lytle twisted, stretched out an arm from the quilt, and grabbed Thea's skirt, leaving crystal clear saliva: "Big chicken leg, you can't go."

Thea blinked suspiciously: "Big chicken leg? You call me again?"

Lytle stretched out his other hand to hold Thea: "You can't leave the meat floss..."

Finally, Lytle picked up the dinner plate and ate it with relish. The chicken leg meat disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the vegetable porridge remained motionless.

"Eat vegetable porridge together." Thea frowned: "Nutrition should be balanced."

Lytle chewed the chicken leg and said, "I hate vegetable porridge, especially vegetable porridge made of green vegetables."

Thea wanted to say something more, but there was a commotion in the castle, she poked her head out and said, "It's the Duke who is back!"

Lytle made a clever move, and subconsciously began to drink vegetable porridge.

"What's wrong with you?" Thea asked funny.

"Last time I didn't want to eat vegetables, he almost stabbed my ass!"

Lytle decided not to give it a chance this time.