Why is the waste prince like that?

It's a showdown, he's not pretending to be a customer who likes animals and can't hurt them, but he's just fascinated by the joy of stroking big cats.

One of the white tiger's arms was thicker than his waist, and it was written all over his body that he was not to be messed with, but such a ferocious beast also sat on his lap with peace of mind, allowing him to do whatever he wanted with him. After rubbing the tiger's head and claws, After rubbing the claws, rub the tiger's back.

A strange satisfaction of being rewarded filled Lancer's heart, and he almost forgot that he still needed to get out of trouble.

Until the big cat's furry ears twitched slightly, there was a crisp applause from the direction of the door.

Lancer followed the prestige, and a sense of shame of being caught secretly abducting the kitten while the owner was away came to his mind instantly.

A silver-haired old man, who was most likely to be a housekeeper from his attire, stood there with a smile. Although the clothes were very similar, it could be seen that the other party's qualifications and status were incomparable with that of the housekeeper in Virginia House. See Lan Ser noticed him and bowed slightly.

"Good day, is Mr. Lancer Forgia?"

He should have stood up to return the salute, but his leg was numb.

Lancer was so embarrassed that he quickly pushed Baihu's big head.

Baihu opened his eyes, got up from Lanser's lap, snorted dissatisfiedly at the old man, and turned away as if ignoring him.

Even though the big cat wasn't his own, Lancer felt a little ashamed that he didn't teach the child well.

Although he couldn't sit up for a while, Lancer still tried his best to maintain a polite kneeling posture, and bowed to Mr. Steward in return.

"Mr. Good Day, yes, I am Lansephage, what's your address?"

The other party laughed, and then replied in a slightly proud tone: "I have been working here for many years, and I almost forgot my name, just like everyone else, if you don't mind, just call me a housekeeper."

There was no one to coax the white tiger, so he flicked his tail, stood up and took two steps in boredom, then turned his head and bit Lancer's collar again.

Seeing that Lanser was caught off guard and his body was crushed slightly by His Royal Highness, Mr. Butler suddenly felt ashamed that he had not taught a child well. OK.

Then he apologized repeatedly to Mr. Lancer, whose clothes were wrinkled, his collar and neck were stained with light red blood, and his Highness's saliva, as if he had been ravaged.

"I'm really sorry, Your Highness, he can't restrain himself when facing the person he likes. Please forgive me, he doesn't mean any malice. You are the first stranger he likes like this."

Lanser didn't feel anything. He had raised kittens for a while, and he was well aware of the arrogant and difficult nature of this race. He had a certain degree of anticipation and tolerance for the willfulness of big cats. After being rescued, he just waved his hands, no How panicked and angry.

Compassionate with each other, Mr. Butler, who saw that he was dressed up just now and looked like an elite among the butlers, coaxed Baihu to loosen his mouth, took out a handkerchief and wiped his collar, his tone full of apology.Lancer couldn't help but be grateful for life, for the true God, for her petite figure, Fei Rui, who is only less than ten catties, and as a spiritual body, she can't physically cause trouble for her parents.

However, this big cat seems to be favored enough in the Prince's Mansion. Not only can he walk around the living room at will, and the housekeeper will take care of him if he messes up, even his name is so distinguished and unique, called His Highness.

"Presumably His Royal Highness must love it very much."

The housekeeper half dragged and half hugged his highness who was trying to move away from his highness who was extremely difficult today. Hearing what he said, he looked up at him and smiled inexplicably: "You're joking."

Lancer moved a little, stood up and tried to help, but the white tiger grabbed his leg and tried to climb his shoulders, and the two of them were busy again.Although he felt strange when he heard this, he didn't ask any more questions.

The unexpectedly friendly "His Royal Highness", the senior but gentle and friendly butler, and the still peaceful and peaceful atmosphere of the Prince's Mansion made him involuntarily guess the master's temper. Well organized and has to be said to be a very good leader.

Although the other two His Royal Highnesses are also talented, but in any case, our Prince Highness is better.

The light of other planets is but fireflies under the light of stars enough to burn the eyeball.

Du Wei Lanser was discussing the state affairs in his heart every day, and at the same time accompanied the housekeeper to half-drag and half-drag the big cat to the door, where a servant with his head bowed was already waiting there.

If His Royal Highness is easy to talk to, maybe he will never have the chance to meet "His Royal Highness" in the future.

Lanser had the intention to pet the big cat when he was parting, but at this time, the proud feline habit of "Your Highness" was revealed. It turned its face away, squinted at him with blue eyes, flicked its tail, and walked forward. Hubu left quickly, and the servant hurriedly followed after seeing this.

It seems that his ignorance is recorded.

Mr. Butler also laughed when he saw it, and said with relief: "Although His Highness looks fierce, he is very gentle in heart, but occasionally he will be a little tempered, because Mr. Lancer is very fond of him, and he seems very wronged when he is rejected."

I don't know why, but I always find it weird to say this, but it sounds really pleasant.

It was the first time in real life that he was liked unconditionally. Lancer felt that he had been praised indirectly, and he blushed a little.

He hurriedly replied shyly: "Although I felt very scared when we first met, after getting in touch with him, I found that His Highness has amazing wisdom and demeanor, almost like a gentleman among human beings, so he couldn't help playing around in the living room, It's really rude to think about it."

Mr. Steward led him up the stairs, and when he heard this, he glanced at him in surprise, and then said inexplicably: "No, no, speaking of it, your outstanding affinity is shocking, although Your Highness will never take the initiative to hurt anyone. People, but I have never been so close to anyone, and you are the only one who praises His Highness like this."

Apart from Fei Rui and "Your Highness", the only animals that Lancer has come into contact with are stray dogs that have been fed, and the stray dogs are very friendly to everyone who holds the food, so the so-called affinity is really nothing to talk about.

Lancer could only keep his face warm and replied, "I see."

Speaking of which, he hasn't asked about being thrown in. Although there is still a long vacation before school starts, Lancer still hopes to get out as soon as possible and find a place where he can spend a full and peaceful vacation.

He made preparations very early. After all, his material desires are very thin, and he has nothing valuable on his body. He only lives in daily necessities, and his property is stored in the Star Network account. For the convenience of access, he does not even invest in financial management. Great for running.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a very reasonable person, and this completely unreasonable substitution must not be tolerated by him.

Lancer thought for a while, and was about to speak.

The housekeeper who led him just stopped at this moment, and while pushing the room open for him, he said in a smiling voice: "The girls who clean up the room will be here soon, I think you need some bathing and resting time."

"Okay, thank you very much."

He does need a bath and rest, but... this room is too close to the master bedroom.

Lancer followed the butler into this room without knowing why, and the purpose of entering was a room that, how should I put it, he had only seen in the princess series movies.

Some kind of royal blue velvet with a luxurious texture is generously laid out in this room that is too large to speak and produce echoes. Lace and gemstones, as luxurious and beautiful elements, are reflected in almost every decoration. The vase full of relief roses, because of the ambiguous warm yellow light, it is hard to distinguish whether it is copper or gold inlay, and everything in this room makes people worry about its age and value. The poor and sad Lancer has nowhere to look It was placed casually on the huge princess bed with light veils hanging on it.

He immediately realized that this was a room full of aristocratic women's style.

"I thought, I just need to borrow a small room to tidy up a little bit."

Mr. Housekeeper opened two thick and opaque velvet curtains with a swish, and the curtains receded to both sides at an even speed. The scenery of the small balcony outside the house was immediately unobstructed.

Mr. Housekeeper turned his head, looked around the whole room, frowned, then looked at Lancer who was a little nervous, showed him a comforting smile, and complained in a familiar and friendly tone: "It's been too long since I've been here. It's occupied and smells like dust, but I'm sure the girls can take care of it, don't you?"

Lancer tried very hard to keep up with Mr. Butler's rhythm, but it was really hard for him not to be confused.

"Well, I suppose so, but you don't think it's too much of a room for me to recuperate..."

Mr. Housekeeper did not wait for his description, so the old gentleman replied with some shame according to his own understanding: "You are right, it is really rude, this room has not welcomed a new owner for a long time, and the cleaning and maintenance are not diligent enough. But you don't have to worry, please take a rest here, someone will bring your clothes later, and the room will be tidied up after you finish resting."

He paused, then said in a low voice: "And you will have dinner with His Highness tonight, please get ready."

Then he bowed slightly, and left as quickly as the wind under his feet.

Lancer swore that he never had a tone of voice or demeanor of disgust, but for some reason the other party's brainwaves were not at the same frequency as his own, so that now he was picking and choosing like a difficult guest.

Or is it that Mr. Housekeeper really regards himself as the object of his fiancée's investigation.

It doesn't matter, anyway, tonight he will definitely ask His Royal Highness to cancel that ridiculous agreement, he is already an adult, he is not anyone's vassal or gift, he should control his own life.

He turned around a little, and then found the entrance to the bathroom in a corner.

As soon as he entered, he was silent. The bathroom was so big, two or three times larger than the room he had in the Virginia house.And it is divided into rooms, the lighting is warmer, and there are two rows of wardrobes and several bath baskets outside.

Ah, is this the nobility?

Lancer lay down in the high-end luxury bathtub that looked like black technology. Lancer began to imagine that he had worked in the military for many years and was finally promoted to the army commander. With the latest bathtub, Lancer freely fantasized that His Highness the Prince recovered and returned to the battlefield to fight side by side with him .

As expected of the chief weaver of Daydream.

It is said that we will be able to see His Highness the Crown Prince tonight. His physical condition may not be as serious as the outside world guessed. Otherwise, how could such an innocuous person like him be summoned.

In fact, he thought it should be a dead place. After all, since the accident, after the grand sigh and regret ended, almost no one mentioned this His Highness again.

Those who loved him feel too much pain when they think about it, and those who feel sorry for him are just like a cloud of regret.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for acquired physical disabilities not to bring concurrent mental imbalance and moodiness.

However, there was no resentment and hidden anger of being oppressed on the faces of the people in the Prince's Mansion, which made him uncontrollably optimistic about the evening meeting.

A disfigured and animalized idol is also an idol, he is not a simple fan.

Pure passers-by mainly value His Highness's fighting skills and operational details.