don't make me wear a skirt

Hecha moved closer.

Lytle felt that the breath was hot on his cheeks, so he kept moving into the bed and pushed the people around him hard.

"Go, go, stay away from me."

Soon, he couldn't push anymore, and his whole body was hot.

The cavalry patrolling inside the castle inspected the corridor with a serious expression. When they passed the door of Duke Hecha's room, one of the cavalrymen sharply pricked up their ears.

"Why did I hear the crying?"

Cavalryman B sneered and said, "That's because His Excellency the Duke caught a daring prisoner tonight and attempted to sneak into the steeple to steal the nutrient solution. He is currently being interrogated."

Cavalry A suddenly realized, and then worried about Zhong Zhong: "No wonder, but listening to the voice, he was crying and panting, as if he was being tortured to extract a confession!"

"What do you know?" Cavalry B rolled his eyes angrily: "Some prisoners are very cunning, and if you don't act harder, they won't obey you."

Hearing the words, Cavalry A lifted his spirits and asked curiously, "Why, from your tone of voice, has something similar happened before?"

Cavalryman B proudly said: "You are smart. After all, I am an old cavalryman next to the Duke. What kind of people have you never seen?"

Cavalryman A's eyes lit up, and he anxiously poked him lightly with his elbow: "Tell me quickly."

Cavalryman B shook his head and said, "Isn't it the incident that caused chaos in Moyevia a year ago? A puppeteer sneaked into the castle and pretended to be a servant to steal the nutrient solution. What's his name... Aina of."

Cavalry A nodded: "I heard a little bit."

Cavalry B God continued mysteriously: "Actually, the Duke has discovered his identity a long time ago, and he will be called into the bedroom for torture if there is nothing to do. I have patrolled for many years, and the begging for mercy in the Duke's bedroom was especially loud that year. It was tragic, and I listened closely, feeling a little unbearable."

Cavalry A was surprised and said: "But... Didn't I hear that the Duke has always been obsessed with that servant? Why did he torture him again?"

Cavalryman B said as if you were too young: "It's all rumors. His Excellency the Duke seems to be indifferent to everyone, but in fact he has a clear love and hate. If he still misses that ugly slave, how can he be with Miss Lani?" You are in a pair, and you are not willing to part with them even when you go to the small town of Karui?"

Cavalry A said in relief: "It makes sense, but in your opinion, since the Duke loves Miss Lanney so much, then there is no hope for Miss Alice?"

Cavalry B glanced at his colleagues indiscriminately, and the old god made it clear where he was, "That young lady from Wangcheng secretly stuffed you with a bag of gold coins as soon as she entered the manor."

Cavalry A's face suddenly turned red and white, and turned blue and purple as time went by. He really wanted to help Alice pry into Hecha's privacy.

Cavalryman Yihu taught him a lesson, "Do you know what is the most important thing to be a cavalryman?"

The first cavalryman said respectfully, "Loyalty to the master."

"It's good to know." Cavalry B waved his hand: "Go back and return the gold coin to Alice consciously, and I'll pretend nothing happened, and I won't report it to Lord John Bar, understand?"

Cavalry A stood at attention, gave a military salute, and solemnly replied: "Yes!"

"Let's go! We should go to bed after patrolling!"

The two chatted while walking, and gradually disappeared into the brightly lit corridor.

The night passed, and the morning came quietly, a ray of morning sun sprinkled on the white arms, Lytle slowly opened his heavy eyelids, his fingers touched the sun, and he didn't feel poisoned.

The other side of the bed was empty and still warm.

Hecha was happily walking on the corridor, and Thea happened to pass by carrying a large pile of unwashed clothes.

"Thea." Hecha called out to her, and said after deliberation, "You go to my room first."

Thea was slightly taken aback.

"There's news from De Lance." Hecha frowned and explained, "But my little Aina needs someone to take care of her."

"Are you talking about Master Lanny?" Thea always enjoyed this kind of thing, and her drowsy face immediately became radiant: "Oh, yes! Don't worry, my lord!"

He Cha walked a few steps forward, and couldn't help but stopped and said: "If you meet Miss Alice, don't let her get close to little Aina."

in the bedroom.

Lytle dubbed himself, snoring, and pretended to be asleep. In fact, he just took a bath in a daze, and his body was much refreshed. The whole person was still sore, unable to move, and his throat was hoarse. He called out The sound is hard to hear.

His mouth was uncomfortable, and when he recalled last night, he looked depressed and was in depression.

Has he been lied to again?Whoooo!No toxins at all!Just regular glow in the dark powder!

Lytle broke his fingers sadly, he couldn't believe it was the third time!Tisha said that after three times it will become unimpeded!Sure enough!He has become less painful.

"Tissa—Tisha—"

Lytle yelled twice, and found that he couldn't even hear his own voice clearly, so he closed his eyes in grief and pretended to be dead.

Fortunately, Thea came to wash the sheets on time according to Duke Hecha's order, and saved Lytle, who was about to die of thirst without water.

"God, you seem to have been tortured terribly." Thea's eyes sparkled.

Lytle opened his mouth weakly, and when the cool boiled water poured down his throat, he finally revived.

However, physical recovery does not represent spiritual healing, and he is still immersed in grief that will always be unimpeded.

His eyes were empty, and he kept repeating: "Go off Hecha go off Hecha..."

Thea pursed her lips and smiled, and concluded, "Beating is love and scolding is love."

Lytle immediately closed his nagging mouth.

Thea happily helped him close the bedding: "Has the wedding date been set?"

"What wedding..." Lytle asked hoarsely.

Thea asked in surprise: "Have you forgotten? The one-month deadline is coming soon, and you will become a real duchess soon!"

"Oh." Lytle responded indifferently, stared at the ceiling, twisted and twisted, and got under the quilt.

Thea covered her mouth and smiled lightly. Is the lovely young master Lanny shy?

"At that time your father will come too."

Lytle replied sullenly under the quilt: "I don't have a father."

Thea thought he was just making trouble, and said happily, "Master Lanny is really cute."

Lytle was depressed for a while, and suddenly sat up in shock from a dying illness, and yelled, "I'm going to get my nutrient solution, woooooo! Don't waste it! I won't be able to get it tomorrow!"

Thea said without refusal: "Then you should have breakfast first, and get the puppet nutrient solution in a healthy way."

Lytle got up tremblingly, put on his shirt tremblingly, and walked tremblingly.

Thea glanced at the messy sheets in the room, and smiled meaningfully: "Do you want me to help you walk?"

"No!" Lytle was half-dead with anger, and Thea would only laugh at him while supporting him!No one was kind enough to comfort him!

Thea could only follow carefully, fearing that he would fall and bump into him.

Lytle finally walked into the hall by himself, but met someone who affected his appetite.

Oh, he had trouble breathing when he saw Alice, probably a hangover from when she had hung him up and soaked him in the water.

What a wretch he was.

Lytle wept silently.

Alice was complaining to the servant who served her: "This bowl of porridge tastes too salty, not as good as one-third of the royal city. Is this how you treat the future mistress in the castle? I hope you can redo it, If you make it as unpalatable as this bowl again, or you will leave."

"That..." The servant wanted to explain that the bowl of porridge was not made by him, but by Thea. He originally wanted to serve it to Miss Lani. Miss Lani always had a heavy taste, but Miss Alice kept silent. took away...

"What?" Alice raised her voice.

"It's nothing..." The servant bowed and hurried away with the porridge.

Turning around, he saw Thea.

Thea is the daughter of the nanny of the Duke of Hecha. Half a year ago, the nanny was unwell, so Thea took over the position of the personal maid.

At this time, Thea was staring at the bowl of porridge, and almost popped her eyes.

Her porridge!She worked so hard to finish the porridge she wanted to serve to the Duchess!

On the other side, Alice kept knocking on the long table with a knife and fork in depression, and then she saw Lytle who was trembling like a little old man, his double eyelids turned into single eyelids.

Even if it's a red rash all over her face, and the position of the scar has changed, she will never forget this face even if she is a ghost!

"You you you!" Alice pointed at him - "Why are you still here?!"

"Me, me, me?" Lytle imitated her tone and said, "Why can't you be here?"

He sat down on the wooden chair, and the severe pain caused him to bounce up suddenly, and tears flowed: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Who allowed you to sit at the same table with me?!" Alice frowned. She saw that the shirt Lytle was wearing was not made of the material that a mere servant could afford.

Back then she fled the Siho Empire angrily, and at the same time she missed the shocking secret that had been secretly spread throughout the continent - the story of the servant Aina in Hecha Castle who failed to donate a small chrysanthemum to capture the nutrient solution and fled. There are different opinions about this deed, and it has been spread beyond recognition.

She only knew a mere servant, who dared to sit at the same table with her—Her Majesty's niece, with such a noble status, who would give this damned servant the courage? !

Lytle blows his nostrils, his poor ass is free, and Hexa the bastard hasn't let her go yet?

Does he want a win-win situation? !

The more Lytle thought about it, the hotter the breath that came out of his nostrils.

"He's the future master of the castle." Thea said indifferently, "Did sitting with you lower your status?"

Lytle was very awkward for a while, God knows that although he desperately wanted to make Alice feel aggrieved, if he didn't refute, wouldn't he be acquiescing?

After listening to Thea's words, Alice's whole heart seemed to be hollowed out, and all the strength in her body seemed to be exhausted. Her voice trembled in a high voice: "He is a man, and he is still a lowly servant. , is just a dog at the mercy of others! How could it be the future owner of the castle?"