after the little prince got married

Accidents are always so sudden that people are caught off guard.Ms. Polly Harris just turned [-] this year. She is just a poor little maid who was recommended by her sister to enter the palace. Her duty is to receive guests and occasionally lead the way. She is not married yet and can’t find anyone she likes. Never thought that life would give her such a big surprise.

So His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness have drunk too much, and now they are standing outside the palace where the ball is held, ready to blow the horn of battle, as a maid, what should I do?

"Calm down, Miss Polly Harris," she said to herself. "You're a big girl who can handle herself."

Leaving to seek help is the worst decision ever made, that's obvious.The little maid clearly knew the positions of all the female officials, and they were too busy today—for the princess's ball that was about to start, for His Majesty the King who was about to leave, and for the enthronement ceremony of His Royal Highness the Eldest Prince.

Her Royal Highness began to issue a declaration of battle. He turned his back to the gate of the ball palace, his dark eyes shone with a stern and resolute light, like a god about to go to battle, facing his only believer, he raised his arms and shouted: " Socializing is another battleground!"

Fortunately, the musicians were busy auditioning, and the noble ladies were also talking non-stop on their own, the ballroom was in a mess, and no one could make noise inside or outside the door.The little maid wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and rushed in front of His Royal Highness, she didn't dare to blatantly push His Highness away, so she stood side by side with him, imitating his example and gave a military salute: "Your Highness, please allow me to join .”

Ansai narrowed his eyes and looked her carefully from top to bottom. "A woman." He thought for a few seconds before making a decision, "Okay, let's hold the wedding first."

Before the word "wedding" could be finished, Auden swung the big iron sword that escaped from nowhere and swung at her. The little maid rolled on the spot, using a speed that was two hundred times faster than usual. He escaped from the knife and clings tightly to the princess's back.His Royal Highness the eldest prince was jealous, but there was nothing he could do about her. The simple and brutal big iron sword hung down on the ground, drawing a long straight line.

"Honey, your first husband is going to rebel," he announced grimly, "unless you hand her over."

Auden is not a rigid person. Even when he is drunk and his mind is in chaos, he still knows how to carry out a chase. He wields a big iron sword, his movements are nimble, his limbs are agile, and he slides behind Ansai as quickly as a ghost, but the maid How could it be possible to sit still and wait for death, as early as when the other party was peeking at her, she had already figured out the escape route, and just waiting for the best opportunity, she slipped through Ansai's arm and landed in front of him.Now that the two have switched positions, neither can do anything to the other. Oden is a calm hunter, and he has never lost.

Her Royal Highness straightened her spine, raised her chin, and answered him arrogantly: "I won't pay! I won't pay, I won't pay, I won't pay! You can rebel if you have the ability—"

While the prey was busy making unreasonable troubles and provocations, and let down their vigilance, Hunter Oden found the right moment and successfully rebelled, occupying the forehead and then the lips of the army leader.Trapped in the arms of his subordinates, the little prince was still muttering: "Subordinates can't kiss their superiors, we have to be a well-trained and excellent army..."

The subordinate ignored the general's words, but hugged the general even tighter.The little maid retreated to a safe distance of 50 meters from the couple, and watched with cold eyes, feeling that she was being played. —Are they really drunk?Or just trying to torture some poor woman who is temporarily single?like me.

"Alright then." The little prince put his head on his husband's shoulder and said generously, "I will give you the army, and I will be your knife, your weapon, and your army."

"But you still have to listen to me."

This sentence is like a powerful grand duke giving the king a thousand dead soldiers raised since childhood, which makes Miss Harris feel both suffocated and funny.

Ansai pushed open the palace gate, and all eyes were on him. These bejeweled noble ladies seemed to be chatting together, but in fact, everyone was paying close attention to the location of the entrance, just waiting for today's protagonist to enter. , and rushed towards him in unison.These dignified and elegant women were divided into many small groups, Ansett counted, maybe five, maybe eight, whatever.A group of women is a strong country, and the Red Rose team needs to sign cooperation treaties with these countries. Fighting or negotiating is a question.

Among the crowd, there were many familiar faces, some of whom had met once at Her Majesty's flower viewing party, and some of them were at the bonfire party in summer.Ansai first chose a kind-hearted middle-aged lady. This is the Duchess Jasmine Baldwin, a close friend of Her Majesty's boudoir. She once sat opposite Ansai at the flower viewing party, and was honored by Her Majesty the Queen. , The two had a brief exchange and had a good impression of each other.Mrs. Jasmine is a rare lady whose inside and outside are in harmony. Her character is like a face. She is gentle and self-controlled, broad-minded, has her own judgment, and is not hesitant to listen to the opinions of her friends—except for those who accompany the children to complete their homework. when.

"Hello." He walked in front of Mrs. Jasmine and nodded to him. The other party returned an elegant bow, and the two began to chat.

"How are you doing recently, Your Highness?" Madam Jasmine held his arm in an intimate but not overly intimate gesture, "Boys in the Charles family often talk about you, Buzz Charles, have you seen him? He is my nephew."

Ansai replied politely: "I met you this spring, ma'am."

"That's good, he's a good boy, grew up with your husband, want to hear their story?"

All in all, the first battle was won without a fight - a good start.Mrs. Jasmine was called away by several young ladies, and before she left, she introduced another strange lady, Duchess Rachel, to him.During the conversation between the two, Ansai couldn't help turning his head to look for Auden's figure. There were so many people, but he still saw the man standing at the gate at a glance.Auden held the big iron sword and guarded the door ruthlessly, like an ice sculpture specially sent to the town. Several guards squatted beside him helplessly. Even though no one dared to come forward to talk to him, he was still The focus of the audience.

Ansai's alcohol smell had dissipated, and his chaotic brain began to wake up, and he gradually realized that he was on an important occasion. At this moment, a waiter in uniform carrying a drink suddenly walked by. Mrs. Rachel stopped him, and from now on He took out two glasses from the tray, and handed the colorful cocktail in his left hand to Ansai: "Then, happy cooperation."

After speaking, she drank it down.

Ansel was obsessed with staring at the colorful cocktails. Mrs. Rachel had already put the empty glass back on the tray. He couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, and he didn't have time to consider which choice to drink or not to bring. The most beneficial effect is to imitate the other party's appearance and drink it all in one gulp.

"I just like bold people." Mrs. Rachel approved, "Come on, Your Highness, please allow me to introduce you to my cousin, who just got married early last month... I can't use those gorgeous When you see her, you will naturally understand how good she is."

Mrs. Rachel led Ansai to a group of young ladies wearing long dresses of various bright colors. He noticed that the face of the leading lady turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye when she saw him, but he was sure, Before that, I had never seen each other.

They saluted each other, an atmosphere that Anse didn't like too much, and it reminded him of Fredka's annual meeting.Mrs. Rachel pointed to Mrs. Grumpy and introduced him: "This is my cousin, Mrs. Joyce, Your Highness." Then she said to her cousin: "Your Highness, Princess."

"His Royal Highness." Mrs. Joyce smiled, not the kind of relaxed and cheerful smile-a powerful country may need to launch a war.

Mrs. Rachel went to the dance, and when she left, she asked her cousin to behave herself.

"Let me remind you, Your Highness smells a little bit of alcohol, don't you take this dance seriously?"

Hearing this, a smirk appeared on Ansai's face immediately, and he tried to use gentle means to solve the problem: "It's just a drink, so it's easier to perform when dancing."

Mrs. Joyce caressed the luxurious and fluffy long dress, and her hostility towards him was almost solidified. She looked around and said with a sneer: "A prince from Fredeka can still be a princess, I Look no further than that."

Ansel's smile was even more hypocritical, almost comparable to the expression on Fredka's family meeting. He didn't respond to the other party's stupid remarks-there must be so many eyes on him, the fact , he began to doubt.

Standing at the outermost part of the circle, a thin lady in a light blue dress smoothed things over with a smile: "Do you need to rest for a while, Your Highness?"

"No need, ma'am." The little prince said coldly, "the Red Rose Army don't need to retreat!"

Mrs. Joyce snorted coldly: "What is the Red Rose Army, pretending to be crazy." She paused, but still couldn't hold back the desire to ridicule in her heart, and cursed, "It is impossible for me to let someone like you be the queen , With all due respect, Her Highness Aldrizzi's first marriage will not last long, what do you think, Your Highness Princess?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the lady in the light blue dress quickly bit the bullet and squeezed out a smile: "I heard that His Royal Highness has performed very well in the meeting recently. Everyone guesses that it is because of a good helper like the princess."

Ansai paused, and told her seriously: "We help each other, regardless of internal and external."

He turned to Mrs. Joyce again, and said: "Our relationship is very solid, not only as comrades-in-arms, but also as husband and wife, and it will not be easily broken because of almost talking."

Ansai took a glass of red wine and pinched the handle with the tips of his index finger, middle finger, and thumb. His gaze became sharp and determined. He saw Auden walking towards him with a dozen well-equipped soldiers , so he stood up, pointed at Mrs. Joyce and said loudly, "The spies of the enemy country... arrest her for me!"

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Original sentence: To be or not to be, that is the question. - Shakespeare's "Hamlet"

After being stuck for two days, I finally wrote it out for me, hehe, Mrs. Joyce still has a role in the future, and the others are not sure.