It was almost time to get to the point.

Another stern female voice suddenly sounded.

"If you don't go on patrol, what are you doing here?!"

Yingqian quickly bent down.

He hid his whole body in the grass.

The two guards were also shocked.

He quickly looked over and saw that it was the head maid, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"We are just taking a break and will go right away."

The head maid frowned, raised the lantern high, and glanced around them with sharp eyes.

"I must patrol well recently and never let up."

"I know." The guard nodded and wanted to leave, but he paused, turned back, and whispered: "I heard that that one is sick, is it true? Is she..."

Which one?

Yingqian pricked up his ears.

Really curious.

But the guard's voice became lower and lower.

She could only see the head maid's increasingly serious face.

"Yes, but..." the maid took a long breath and said slowly: "It's not a serious illness. It's almost getting better."

"So fast..."

The guards looked at each other, all seeming a little disappointed.

One of the guards sighed and whispered:

"I really hope she can stay ill for a few more days. She is such a vicious person. If she gets better, we will all suffer."

The other guard nodded in agreement and said:

"Yes, it would be great if His Majesty the King could recover."

Ying Qian, who was hiding among the flowers, shook his head unconsciously.

It seems that she still doesn't know enough about this country.

There is such a number one person.

Look like this.

It seems that everyone hates him so much that his teeth itch.

But who is it?

Why have I never heard Michael mention it?

Yingqian became more and more curious.

But she thought about it.

Yes, according to Michael's silly and sweet character.

I feel like there are good people all over the world.

How is it possible that there is someone you hate?

She had better go back and inquire with other people.

They have all become queens.

Of course, we have to take some responsibility for this country.

It's better to deal with this kind of character.

Ying Qian crouched, glanced at the guards and the head maid, and slowly took a step forward.

The head maid was silent for a moment and sighed with a painful look on her face.

"Who doesn't hope so? If we hand over this country to her, we will all be doomed."
Chapter completed!