Why is the waste prince like that?

The white tiger got closer and closer, and its thick and long tail slapped on the ground. Looking at it from a close distance, it was obviously much larger than ordinary tiger species that were kept.

The red-haired lady who was facing the white tiger was already full of tears and her makeup was messy. Five minutes ago, she had already pressed the SOS button of the optical brain.

Why is no one coming?

It approached, sniffed the smell in the air gently, sneezed a little from the aroma of cosmetics, shook its head, opened its mouth in dissatisfaction, and let out a low growl.

At this time, the distance between the red-haired lady and it was only a few feet away, and the smell of blood rushed towards her face. Coupled with the pair of ferocious fangs, she wished she could faint on the spot.

Some beasts are said to start eating while their prey is alive to keep it fresh, and felines are notoriously bad at teasing their prey.

All of this has already shattered the red-haired lady's psychological defenses, and countless disgusting and bloody incidents uncontrollably emerged in her mind.

And the beast in front of him seemed displeased with his loss of face in front of the food. He threw himself on the sofa, raised his huge blood-stained claws high, and the sharp claws between his toes were full of cold light. Miss attacks.

But she was weak all over, and despite trying to escape with all her strength, she could only wriggle a pitiful distance on the sofa.

His pupils were wide open, tears were streaming down his face, and his face was frozen in fear of dying.

At this critical moment, two crisp applause came from nowhere, the white tiger in front of him froze, and the beast's paw landed on the sofa lightly, perhaps because he felt that his majesty was being compromised, he roared at her unwillingly, The penetrating roar made the red-haired lady flinch reflexively. Seeing this, Bai Hu just turned around and jumped off the sofa in satisfaction, and walked towards the person who came.

The red-haired lady turned her face stiffly and looked at the savior.

It was the gentle and humble old housekeeper who left her alone.

The other party's white hair was combed meticulously, the low-key and elegant silver-gray suit on his body was neat and spotless, and there was nothing inappropriate about his outfit. At this time, he was gently rejecting Bai Hu's bad behavior of rubbing fur and blood on his pants.

She looked at her dress stained with tears and blood in embarrassment. She didn't need to think about how ugly her face was now, but as an ordinary noble lady from a second-class family, she had no right to get angry here, even if She almost gave her own life just now, and she could only swallow her fear and anger. It took a long time before she said with trembling lips: "Sir, you left me here alone, and it almost killed me."

Mr. Steward cast a meaningful look, and said in his soft tone: "This is your request, Miss Virginia."

Angelina squeezed her palms, unable to hide her anger and confusion: "I clearly remember that I came here to ask His Royal Highness the Third Prince to discuss the marriage contract!"

In fact, it is much more explicit. She was sent by her parents to "cultivate feelings".If His Royal Highness, the sickly prince, can develop affection for his fiancée who does not dislike his ugliness, the resistance to this marriage will be greatly reduced, and a prince's help to the Virginia family will be endless.

poor lady.

Mr. Steward sighed in his heart, but his expression was still calm and indifferent, he said: "As you wish."

Then he gently pushed the white tiger's back, causing it to take two steps in Angelina's direction.

Angelina flinched subconsciously, and then chewed out the frightening facts from the butler's words.

That is, her fiancé, the so-called His Royal Highness the Third Prince, has been completely reduced to the beast in front of him.

She was so terrified that she didn't know what to do, she could only twist up the hem of her skirt nervously, and muttered to herself: "Impossible...His Royal Highness...Engagement..." Then she said to the butler with eyes full of hope: "You are testing me Is it? Don't lie to me, it's just a beast, how could it be the third prince?"

The butler shattered her hopes with a cold expression of pity, and still said in a slow tone: "The whole empire knows that the Kester bell has been ringing for three days."

He paused for a moment, and there was a real unbearable look in his eyes: "The former His Royal Highness, the current Third Prince, has been severely animalized, insane, and deposed."

"But..." Angelina said again without giving up, "Didn't it mean that His Highness is getting better and is now very healthy?"

Mr. Butler looked at Baihu and didn't reply.

Angelina's gaze also moved over, looking at the huge beast with a pattern on its back, and was deeply stabbed by the cold eyes of the beast and the coagulated blood on the chin.

Indeed, it was very healthy, but it was the health of a beast, not the health of the handsome and fit Third Prince!

She had been deceived, and the entire Virginia family had been deceived.

Thinking of the parents who couldn't wait to take over this wonderful event, they were faintly proud and complacent in the past few days, and they dressed up carefully before going out.

Angelina felt that she was a complete joke, she could no longer bear this overwhelming shame, disregarding the so-called aristocratic demeanor, stood up tremblingly and wanted to leave.

The butler spoke at the right time, but his expression was still calm: "You look a little weak, why don't you take a rest here, Fra will help you."

As he said that, he called a curly-haired maid and asked her to help Angelina and leave.

When the two of them left the reception room, the butler put away his reticent demeanor, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, squatted down, and wiped the chin and paws of His Highness who was lying down lazily, softly to complain.

"Look at you. This is a new suit. I should change into gardener's overalls and see you again."

"Only one Anthony in the Faugia family can be regarded as a decent person. You should look at the Fix couple. The proverb often says that it is better to give a son wisdom than wealth. It is very effective in their family."

The white tiger's eyes were half-closed, and its thick and long tail was flicked up and down. It looked like an unintelligible beast.

The little old man was bored to death.

The butler picked up a fur claw and wiped the uncoagulated blood between the claws. After a long time, he sighed a little lonely, as if he was confiding to the white tiger, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "What should I do? Your Highness .”

What answered him was a yawn from the white tiger.

***

These few days, the Virginia house was terribly quiet, completely different from the joyful ones of the previous few days, the servants tiptoed around, and the masters disappeared.

Lancer was a little worried.

Before, I heard the gossiping maids say that there was a happy event. Angelina got engaged to a distinguished adult. The atmosphere was very good a few days ago, but since Angelina came back from visiting her fiancé that day, she So he locked himself in the bedroom and never came out again. Lancer bumped into his uncle and parents by chance, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his expression was gloomy.

There were a lot of troublesome things. Lancer got up early in the morning and spent a few days in the mental body research area of ​​the Capital Star Library, but he didn't get any information about Fei Rui.

The image of his mother that day completely shocked Lancer's world view. Fei Rui's ability and appearance were like things in a fantasy work. If he hadn't participated in the military school inspection, he would even have doubted his mental state.

Lancer returned home from the small back door with a few borrowed tomes as usual, and after turning a few pages, there was a knock on the door.

It was one of Angelina's maids. She lowered her head and said, "Master Lancer, madam, please go to Miss Angelina's room."

Lancer frowned, and asked, "I remember Madam said that I can't see Angelina alone, what happened?"

The maid raised her head, and Lancer noticed a trace of blood in the corner of her eye, she replied nervously: "Madam is here, please hurry up."

Lancer had no intention of embarrassing her, so he followed her.

It was a mess, this was the first feeling Lancer felt when he walked in. The room that was originally ornately decorated is completely changed now. Books and fragments of vases are scattered on the floor. If you look closely, there is still some unknown red liquid, and the veil on the bed is torn. The bed was a mess, and a quilt was curled up on it. My aunt was sitting by the bed, and my uncle was leaning against the window, neither of them saying a word.

Seeing him coming in, the eyes of both of them lit up, as if they had seen a hyena.

Forgive Lancer for only using this description.

Uncle was the first to speak. He didn't seem to be able to find anything to chat with, so he could only say embarrassingly, "Lancer is here, and he's grown so tall."

If I'm not mistaken, I should live in this place.

It's like a relative or child you haven't seen for a few years.

Even Lancer couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart.

Uncle is usually not so pleasant to him, Lancer couldn't help but secretly became vigilant: "Is there anything that Uncle and Aunt want me to do?"

Uncle hesitated for a moment and said, "You know about Angelina's marriage, right?"

Lancer didn't know why, so he smiled cautiously: "Well, I know."

The uncle made an embarrassing gesture: "That's how it is. They asked Angelina to stay for the inspection of the fiancée, but this is completely out of courtesy, and we are not small and greedy. After discussing, the other party allowed Angelina Instead of siblings, we only have one child, Angelina, so you see..."

The fiancée inspected, it seems that this time the uncle and aunt climbed up to be a first-class big shot, and now the family with such dregs should only be left with the royal family and a few other pure-blooded nobles.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Lancer took a step back, with a visible resistance on his face: "I remember that there are a few cousins ​​in the branch, and I'm a man, so it must be even more impolite."

The uncle's sorrow deepened: "It's suitable because you are a man. What do those off-shoot girls look like? Uncle knows that he treats you harshly, but the Faugia family has raised you for 18 years. It's just a matter of a few months. If you help this time, uncle promises that he will never treat you badly."

Lancer instinctively felt that something was wrong, he still had to go to military school, how could he stay somewhere for a few months, he refused without thinking: "Of course I will never forget the kindness of my uncle and aunt, but there should be a few cousins ​​in the side branch Ask, I have something else to do, so I won't bother my uncle and aunt here."

After speaking, he turned and left the room.

After he left, the messy room seemed even lonelier. The woman who had been silent all this time sneered, and said sharply: "I said, the wings are hard, and there is no love at all. of."

The man swept away his sorrow, turned on his intellectual brain expressionlessly, and input something. After a long time, he said from his slack lips: "Let's do it that way."