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"Her Royal Highness Princess Adasheil, are you a little tired? The Duke's Palace is in front of you."
The blond man smiled humbly at Adaisil. That smile like a diamond star seemed to charm all the women in the world. But when Adaisil looked at that handsome face, he couldn't forget the man in front of him.
They were the men of the man who killed her father and mother, and their hands were also stained with the blood and lives of countless innocent Nanling people.
But with this thought in her mind, Adishiel held her long dark golden hair and sat in the carriage, with a slightly sad smile on her face, just like an ordinary person who was immersed in the bad news of the death of her parents.
The young girl nodded gently towards the knight named Georg: "Excuse me for your concern, Mr. Georg, it's enough to call me Adair. Adair's motherland has been destroyed, and I am nothing more than a prisoner.
I can’t afford such a distinguished title.”
Looking at the gorgeous Keren in front of him, Georg sighed and subconsciously wanted to say something, but was stabbed by his companion.
The black-haired man with a solemn expression said nothing, but shook his head at Georg, so Georg couldn't say anything else.
"Accompanied" by four elected officials in civilian clothes and carrying long swords at their waists, Adasheer rode the iconic black carriage of the Duke's Palace and arrived at the Duke's Palace located deep in the upper town of White Rose City.
Sitting in the carriage, Adishiel raised her long eyelashes lightly and looked at the castle-like building in front of her.
The Duke's Palace occupies an astonishing area. Just looking at the front entrance, you can't estimate how big it is. The castle-like high wall in front of you is also unusually tall, nearly ten meters high. You can even see Adishiel carrying a long sword at her waist.
Soldiers patrolled up and down.
Just from a residence perspective, it is too strict.
"Is this...the family castle of the Duke of Silver Rose..." After getting off the carriage, the close selector next to him showed his calling card to the guards, and the petite girl slowly walked into the gate of the Duke's Palace. The world behind the high wall
It is open and bright. The tributary of the Luoyin River that runs through the city is introduced into the Duke's Palace. The lawns and gardens on both sides of the clear river are dotted with various flowers, green trees and tall trees, which are extremely gorgeous and full of spring.
From the outside, the Duke's Palace looks very ordinary (from the perspective of the former princess). It is a three-story imperial tower-style building. The top is the observation clock tower. The second floor should be the living room, study, guest room, and kitchen.
, the restaurant, bathhouse, servants' residence and training ground should all be on the first floor.
Looking at the Duke's Palace in front of her, Adishiel subconsciously touched the knee-length hair in her arms that shone with a faint dark golden luster.
"Father...my future life...what exactly do you think..."
She couldn't help biting her lip.
"Both you and your mother have been killed, my brother and sister have also left me, and even the kingdom has been destroyed. To be left alone like this... It's really lonely..."
"You said you don't want me to take revenge, but if living is so painful and you have to think about the scene where the country was ruined and the family was destroyed every day... then Aidaier would rather be willful..."
Adishiel lowered her head and looked at the long hair in her arms. It was very beautiful, long and dense, and shone with a dark golden metallic luster.
If there is a dagger hidden inside, it probably won't be visible, right?
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"Miss Adheer's hair is of very good quality."
The maid girl who was temporarily sent to serve Adelaide gently stroked Adelaide's knee-length black hair with an envious look on her face. The brown-haired girl lifted the wooden comb in her hand and used only slight pressure.
, the comb slid down Adair's long hair: "It's smooth and thick, and there's no parting."
After the girl finished speaking, she sighed and subconsciously touched the bun on her head: "My hair is completely useless. It dried up and broke just past the shoulders. It's impossible to look like that."
You stayed like this for so long."
"...Thank you for your compliment..." Faced with the girl's compliment, Adishiel was at a loss. After being silent for a long time, she didn't think about how to answer, so she finally said thank you a little palely.
This maid girl named Qin Lun has a very lively personality and is somewhat familiar with herself. Even when she met Adishiel for the first time, she naturally struck up a conversation. On the contrary, she had been in the palace of Longsong City all the time.
Adheer, who had not had many interactions with people other than palace maids and blood relatives, seemed very reserved.
"I've heard that, Miss Adishil, you are going to marry into the Duke's Palace, right? You don't know, when they heard the news, those guys in the maid team were so envious that they could actually become a maid.
Master Wen Yin’s wife is so amazing and so enviable!”
While combing Adishiel's hair, Qin Lun kept talking. At the end of the sentence, she danced and made a huge circle to express the concept of "super~jealousy". If she looked like this
If the head maid Iofetta knew what she was saying, she would definitely scold her to death again, but she just couldn't help it. What could she do?
Looking at the jumping girl in the mirror, Adair couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth and thought quietly for a moment. She lightly opened her lips and defended lightly: "I'm not marrying into the Duke's Palace...Father
Your Majesty wants me to be his adopted daughter."
"Ah!" Looking at Adishiel's smile, Qin Lun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up and hurriedly explained: "Miss, you don't know, right?! This is the habit of the nobles in the empire.
La! If she is a fiancée, she will temporarily adopt her as an adopted daughter for a period of time. Isn’t there a saying that a good wife is like a mother... Ah, no, this has another meaning... A good wife is like a daughter? It doesn’t seem right either..."
Looking at the girl who was thinking hard, Adishiel nodded gently: "That's right... It seems that I will be wrong about what my father meant... But it doesn't matter..."
It doesn't matter anymore, whether it's the daughter of the current Grand Duke or the wife of the next Duke, it doesn't matter to the heartbroken Adythiel.
The maid was not worried about Adheer's subtle look. She arranged Adshere's hair in a familiar manner, and her mouth didn't stop for a moment: "This is just a guess on our part. Don't take it to heart, Miss. But.
, According to my opinion, with your appearance, Miss Adasil, if the Duke really intends to make you the wife of Young Master Yiwen, no one else in the Duke's Mansion, except the head maid Iofeta, will do it.
I can't compare with you, it's just wishful thinking, a toad wants to eat swan meat, it's a hopeless failure..."
Listening to the girl's words, Adair couldn't help but feel nervous. She subconsciously touched the emerald silver ring on her slender index finger: "Do they... like Sir Ivan Ian very much?"
"I like it very much!" the maid replied without hesitation, then took out a brand new dress from the closet and held it up in front of Adishiel, "Miss, try on this dress. I will try it on."
As a senior member of Master Yiwen’s fan club, I guarantee you that this dress will definitely hit Master Yiwen’s praise zone.”
Adheer's eyes were attracted by the long dress in the hands of the brown-haired girl. It was a dress that looked a little thin. It was different from the thick and heavy palace dress she was used to wearing. There was nothing extra.
Leather and wooden corset, simple fabric, simple style, but with unique and clever design. The upper body is a white shirt, the cuffs are wide-mouth thousand-layer sleeves, and the chest is decorated with black roses.
Flowers, and the lower body is a dark red pleated knee-length skirt. One set of clothes is actually divided into two completely different styles, which is something Adehill has never seen before.
The girl was like offering a treasure, asking for credit to Adair: "This summer's latest model, Master Yiwen designed it himself. Just as the factory sent samples, we took them. Anyway, it is for review. Wear them for review.
Compared with putting it on the table for review, the former is definitely more favorable!"
Listening to Qin Lun's words, Adishiel looked at the long dress in front of her with a somewhat complicated expression.
She stretched out her hand, her nails were cherry red, and her long and slender palm gently touched the soft and breathable fabric: "You said this was designed by Sir Ivan? He can also design clothes?"
The brown-haired girl shook her head, and while urging Adair to put it on quickly, she replied: "Miss, you don't know that Master, in addition to clothes, Master Yiwen also designs many things, from the planning of the factory to the structure of the pen.
I am busy from morning to night every day. Many times I sit in the study for the whole day. Even lunch and dinner are sent directly to the study. At night, I am reviewing documents and fall asleep on the desk. It is very, very hard.
…”
Adishiel bit her lip, her breathing a little unsmooth, and nodded: "That's it..."
Compared with the long palace dress that Adishiel took off, the Ian-style dress was much easier to put on. With socks and a hair tie, it took less than ten minutes in total. After everything was put on, Qin Lun
Looking at Princess Long Ge in the mirror, even though she is a woman, she couldn't help but exclaim with emotion: "Sure enough, it's very suitable for a lady to say."
"However, there seems to be something missing..." The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "That's right!"
The girl turned around and rummaged in the closet aside, and took out a small black vest decorated with lace, draped it on Adair's body, and tied it with a red plaid women's tie: "This is perfect!"
After taking two steps back and looking at the masterpiece she had decorated herself, the brown-haired girl bowed deeply towards Adishil.
"Miss Adhesile." The girl raised her head, and Adhesire was surprised to see that the eyes of the girl who had laughed all the way to the end suddenly showed clear tears, "All the maids in the Duke's Palace, what do you think about what you are about to become?"
I am very unconvinced about Master Yiwen’s fiancée. If Master Yiwen’s wife is the head maid of Iofetta, then we have nothing to say. But to be honest, you are just a person that the master suddenly brought here from nowhere.
A strange woman is suddenly going to become Master Yiwen's wife, and we are all unconvinced. So I am here, on behalf of others, to see with my own eyes what our most admired and beloved Master Yiwen will marry in the future.
What kind of person would he be?"
"You..." Looking at the girl with tears streaming down her face, Adishiel's golden dragon eyes widened in surprise, "Could it be that you..."
The girl sniffed, tried hard to suppress her mood, and wanted to finish her sentence: "But now I am convinced, Miss. Your appearance, your demeanor, and your temperament all show that you are indeed the one I have never
The elegant and noble woman we have seen, we have been defeated, completely defeated, and there is no possibility of a comeback."
Under the helpless gaze of Adaishiel, the brown-haired maid once again bent down deeply, and the crystal crystal fell from her drooping cheek to the carpet.
"So, on behalf of all the 472 maids in the Duke's Palace, I welcome you. We swear that we will love you as much as we love Master Yiwen. We will treat you as master, as madam, and as Yiwen."
The young master serves Miss Yi Lier with the same heart—"
With uncontrollable crying in her voice, the girl expressed her wish loudly: "So you may think at first that Master Yiwen is a somewhat weird person, but we sincerely hope that you can use your own eyes to
After seeing his efforts and kindness, we can fall in love with him just like we love Master Yiwen, and we will be harmonious and happy as husband and wife with Master Yiwen!"
"That's all I have to say! Please forgive me for taking my leave! Someone else will take you to the restaurant to meet the master!"
Before Adishiel could say anything, the girl turned around and rushed out of the room.
Adheer retracted her left hand that she subconsciously extended, her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything.
His pale and slender left hand grasped the back of the chair with all his strength. The emerald ring on his index finger shone with clear green light, with a faint hint of amber.
She wanted to say something about the girl's blessing, but what could she say?