Ying Qian; "Ah?"

this development.

She really didn't expect it.

It's not that I'm afraid of Hirschfeld.

only.

It was unexpected.

How can he be so shameless?

"I promise."

Yingqian stopped Michael who was about to speak, raised his head, and met Hischfel's provocative gaze.

"I hope you will not regret it, noble noble lord."

"You despicable bastard, you will pay the price for what you have done!"

Hischfel snorted coldly.

He raised his chin as if he looked down on Ying Qian, his face full of arrogance.

There hasn't been a duel yet.

His posture seemed as if he had already won.

He glared at Yingqian fiercely.

Hirschfer left proudly.

Wait until he leaves.

Only then did the banquet hall resume its bustle.

"Feel sorry."

Lucia sighed, covered her chest with her hands, and said with a guilty look on her face:

"In our country, there is a rule that has been passed down for many years. If a commoner offends a noble, the noble can request a duel, but the common people cannot refuse. But you are not from us. If you don't want to participate, I can help you...

Reject him."

Although she was apologizing.

But his eyes were full of smiles.

Obviously, he was very happy to see this duel.

Lucia wished Yingqian had died in the arena.

No.

I should say...

She will definitely die in the arena.

Of course Yingqian could see Lucia's little thoughts.

But she didn't care at all.

He nodded and said:

"No need to refuse, this is good."

The corners of her lips were slightly raised.

Smiling so lightly.

Lucia acts like a baby in hard clothes.

He also laughed.

Pretending to be concerned, he said:

"You must pay attention to your safety. I will tell Schiffer not to strike too hard."

"Then I'll thank you."

Yingqian was too lazy to compete with her on acting skills.

Turning his head, he looked at Michael who looked unhappy.

So many bad things happened.

She was too lazy to continue pretending to be innocent.

Say it directly:

"Follow me."

Yingqian turned around and left.

Michael followed naturally.

Lucia wanted to stop him.

pity.

Michael didn't even look at her.

As long as Yingqian appears.

All his attention.

Everyone will be attracted to it.

inside the eyes.

I can no longer tolerate others.

Lucia stamped her foot angrily.

His eyes were full of resentment.

But soon.

She stared at Ying Qian's retreating back.

Laughed silently.

Stay away from crowds.

Yingqian hesitated for a long time and then asked cautiously:

"Michael, you..."

She just opened her mouth.

I don't know how to continue talking.

Should I ask him directly:

"Hey, brother, did you forcefully kiss me just now?"

Thinking about it, it seems silly.

Such words.

Even Yingqian couldn't tell.

She hasn't figured out what to say yet.

Michael sighed and spoke first.

"I just... got some news, and I felt a little confused, so I forgot to look for you. I'm sorry."

"information?"

Yingqian was stunned and asked in confusion: "What news?"

"About our Majesty the Queen, I may... have misunderstood her."

Michael lowered his eyes.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Yingqian: "Ah?"

She was all stupid.

What the hell is going on?

Michael did not notice her gaffe.

Said softly:

"I left the palace before because I believed the rumors. But just now, I heard some news. I may have... misunderstood my queen."

He frowned.

There is a hidden pain between the eyebrows.
To be continued...