Why is the waste prince like that?

The light in the bathroom was as warm and soft as the room temperature, and the residual effect of the anesthetic almost lulled him to sleep, but the slight sound of footsteps from outside was very clear under the enhanced hearing.

The slight rustle of clothes rubbing against each other is soft and pleasant.

I have decided that I must build an original one-to-one bathroom in my home in the future.

After the sound of footsteps disappeared, Lancer quickly carried the only bath basket filled with things from the outer room back to the inner room.

Although the black-tech bathtub can dry the body, it seems that no one has used it for a long time, and there are no ready clothes.

On the top is a brand new white shirt and a pair of black slacks. The style is very simple, it smells of baking, there is no trademark, but it feels very soft.

Not cheap, the low-desire otaku thought silently.

He began to think about whether Mr. Housekeeper would mind giving him a communication method when he was parting, so that he could pay back the money for the clothes.

While thinking about it, Lancer straightened his collar and went out. The collars of his old clothes had been washed loose and fit. It had been a long time since he had the experience of being rubbed by stiff collars, and he was quite uncomfortable.

Walking out of the bathroom, the room looked completely new, and the color scheme changed from rich royal blue to fresh and neutral aqua blue. Several maids in black and white uniforms heard their reputation and quickly lowered their heads to work.

A brown-skinned maid who was directing them turned her head, looked at him for a while, lifted her skirt and saluted, and greeted with a smile: "Good day, Mr. Lancer, my name is Wei Mi, in charge Clean up work."

Lanser returned the salute, gave her a short smile, then looked around uncomfortably, and said hesitantly, "Good day, I think, if you just stay for one night, there is no need to make such a detailed arrangement."

He has already spoken in his most gentle and gentle tone, hoping that he will not be treated as a difficult guest again.

The maid named Wei Mi widened her eyes in surprise, then laughed as if thinking of something, and said, "You don't seem to understand the situation, guests who only stay for one night can't use this room."

"This room was originally for His Royal Highness's fiancée. His Highness has never made a marriage agreement, so this room has been abandoned for a long time. But now that you are here, it is natural to decorate it carefully."

Lancer was extremely embarrassed when he heard it. Although he guessed that his uncle would shamelessly propose to change the subject of investigation, he did not expect that His Highness the Crown Prince would actually accept it.

"But the person who made the marriage contract with His Highness is my cousin Angelina. I am already an adult, and I am still a man. How can I... conduct fiancee inspections for others?"

Wei Mi showed a pensive expression when she heard the words, and then said: "Although I don't understand the specific situation, it seems that His Highness's fiancée has been replaced, and Miss Angelina has been eliminated."

"Therefore," she said, smiling, "you are not doing research for someone else."

Don't say this kind of thing as if it's a great honor. Lancer was so stupid. The worst scenario he thought of before was just to waste the entire vacation time for Angelina's investigation, or the prince who no one wanted to see The government had a bad day.

I didn't expect to be able to put myself in it,

Lancer took a step forward, couldn't help but spread his hands and raised his voice: "But I didn't do it voluntarily, and I'm a man, how can I be His Highness's fiancée?"

The brown-skinned young maid was silent for a moment, and returned a sweet smile: "Well, I think you need to discuss the former with Mr. Butler, but how can the latter be a problem?"

"His Highness's sexual orientation has not been clarified yet, you can think about things in a better way."

It is because I want to think in a good place that I cannot accept such a result.Lancer couldn't understand how the opponent's head worked.

Ever since entering the prince's mansion, things have been strange everywhere, such as the white tiger who appeared in the living room inexplicably, the housekeeper and maid who didn't know what to say, and the fiancée investigation who knew he was a man but had to go through it.

Lancer could only lower his head and reply feebly: "Okay, I understand, thank you."

The other side nodded slightly to him, and then walked away with brisk steps.

He randomly found an armchair and sat down, and began to think about how the current situation came about.

Even if His Highness is really disfigured, with his uncle's mercenary nature, he will never give up the opportunity to curry favor with the prince, so the situation of His Highness has become so bad that even Xu Yi's position as the prince and concubine can't impress people?

He never thought that Lancer would have any affection after being calculated.

It seems that the official declaration of insanity is not wrong.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache, how could he explain all this to a mad Highness and get permission to leave.

The room was almost tidied up, Wei Mi clapped her hands, and the younger maids quickly finished their work, and followed her, holding hands with each other, laughing and chatting softly, and left.

The young and bold little maid leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Will this gentleman really stay? After all, Your Highness..."

She glanced back at the young man who was sitting on the armchair bent down and buried his face in his palm, then turned her gaze back, glanced at the little girl as if warning, and said slowly: "This is not something we can talk about rashly." , but... it looks like there is still hope."

The little maid bowed her head after being beaten, then slowed down after listening to the second half of the passage, and returned to the group of little girls.

Soon there was a low but excited voice from behind.

"Handsome...and friendly..."

"If Your Highness... must be a good match..."

"Finu said...it's pretty close...it's hard to imagine..."

Without seeing it with her own eyes, it was hard for her to imagine that His Highness, who became withdrawn and indifferent after the accident, would have such a gentle and friendly side.

However, even Mr. Steward couldn't say what the other party's choice was after learning the truth.

Obviously before the accident, His Highness was such an outstanding and eye-catching person, and there were as many people who wanted to become crown princesses as countless stars, but after His Highness's accident, they have no voice anymore.

Those two young ladies came in proudly shaking their empty heads, but fled out with limp hands and feet.

Even if His Highness did nothing, just showing a feisty expression made them flee back to the family without stopping and never want to come again.

The Virginia family was even more ridiculous. The parents who were fascinated by the expected prosperity couldn't wait to push their daughter out. After learning from the frightened poor daughter that they couldn't get the expected scenery, they kept their brother behind His only son was sent in exchange.

It should be said that the inferior families far away from the center of power have amazing ignorance and courage. If Mr. Lanser did not get His Highness's approval today, I really don't know if they have the ability to take revenge in the face of His Highness's mother's wrath.

However, it doesn't matter if you come here for the benefit, or you are forced to send it, those who make His Highness happy can get what they want.

Hope this young man makes the right choice.

Lancer shut himself up.

He was really helpless, he couldn't escape by force alone, but the owner of the mansion who could be discussed was insane, and was forced to bind a fiancée to investigate.

He thought and thought, deeply aware of his low status without any support.

Those who have no power in their hands are easily reduced to other people's playthings.

Only take one step at a time.

The night came quickly, and Lancer swiped the Internet all afternoon, until a red-haired maid named Marifina came to fetch him for dinner.

But then again, can someone insane have a normal dinner with someone?

Maybe things aren't that bad yet.

Marifina is a very talkative middle-aged woman, she talked to him almost endlessly about the long history of this mansion, but Lancer was really not in the mood to listen, and just put on a serious expression to explain it to him.

Before entering the restaurant, Marifina stopped and took a look inside, then walked aside, nodded to him, changed her posture just now, and said briefly and calmly: "Please come in, Mr. Housekeeper is also inside."

His existence should be to calm the master's emotions. Lancer recalled Mr. Butler's kind and calm but old face.

It's really not easy. For some noble families, the relationship between the very old servants and the family members is only a layer of blood relationship.

The children who grow up in such a family are all seen by the servants since they were young, and their feelings are extraordinary.

The second queen was weak and died very early, but His Royal Highness left the palace when he was established as the crown prince at the age of 12, and lived alone with his servants in the Prince's Mansion.

What happened to His Highness must have made these old servants very sad.

Lancer was deeply moved by his own imagination. When he walked into the hall, he saw a long dining table and bright decorative flowers, a smiling old butler, a white tiger lying on his stomach bored, and a small orchestra. have…

Ok?

There was no sign of the owner.

Well, maybe there was a little problem, Lancer relieved himself a little, and then walked to the farther guest seat.

He has always had an indistinct social fear tendency, worried that the other party's eyes will fall on him too much, and he will not be able to eat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, Mr. Housekeeper strode over. Baihu was angry in the afternoon, and now he seems to have completely forgotten it, and leaned on his leg comfortably.

Mr. Butler made a gesture, and the small orchestra began to play music. The tune was quite trendy, and it was a pop song with a classical flavor.

Seeing him standing still, the poor little noble who had never seen the world asked in a low voice, "When will Your Highness arrive?"

Mr. Housekeeper seemed a little nervous. He tried his best to smile, stretched out a palm to show Baihu, and then said to the handsome young man with his head up and innocent expression, "You've already seen me."

Then, seeing the young man's eyes follow his palm, and cast his eyes on the big cat that was holding his thigh and rubbing its head under his palm, he was silent for a while without expression, and then raised his innocent and handsome face and smiled Say to him: "You are so funny."

The old butler didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

Lancer didn't speak either, and his smile slowly disappeared.

Only Baihu was dissatisfied with this man's arrogance, and made a gesture to climb onto his knee.

Lanser grabbed its troublesome right front paw and held it tightly in his hand. He decided not to care about this issue, and then said: "I'm very sorry, but I didn't come today voluntarily..."

His voice trembled.

Mr. Butler took a deep breath, and then called up a scanned document from his brain.

"I understand, but please take a look, this is the document submitted to us by the Virginia family at noon."

Really unable to move away, Lancer could only sit in this sitting position and look at the documents on the light curtain.

The writing of the document is very subtle, but the words reveal a kind of flattery, almost kneeling and offering him both hands, which roughly means an exchange, taking advantage of the loopholes in the previous marriage documents and the aristocratic marriage law, and replacing Angelina with him , to fulfill the marriage contract.

The more he watched, the colder his heart became, his fingers unconsciously closed, and he gripped the warm animal claw tightly. Although he had guessed more or less before, it was no more shocking than the authenticity of this document. After reading the whole People feel like they have been stabbed, and the howling cold wind passes through their hearts.

"But... I'm an adult, and they don't have custody of me anymore."

His face was really pale, which made the old steward's face softer and more compassionate, and he lowered his voice: "Perhaps you have concluded some kind of contract with them, but there is no record of this contract on the side of the empire. In other words, even if you are an adult Now, they can still influence your marriage on a familial basis as long as they show proof of your residence for the past 18 years."

In other words, he was sold by this so-called family.