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Chapter 425 Misunderstanding

Ariel stopped walking downstairs and looked at her in disbelief.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there something dirty on my face?" Nan Qing innocently raised his hand to touch his face.

Ariel regained consciousness and shook her head dully.

"It's good that your face is not dirty. Oh, it's raining really hard outside." Nan Qing complained as he went upstairs.

And Ariel just watched her go away, what happened? Why is Karina still alive?

Did the sisters not take action? Or did they fail?

It’s impossible not to succeed!

They are the overlords of the sea, and the sea is their paradise. It is easy to kill a helpless human princess, how could they not succeed?

Ariel bit her lip, wondering if her sisters were lazy and didn't help her...



"Make some rose cakes and send them to Prince Shikel." Nan Qing told the cook in the kitchen.

The head maid who followed was confused: "Won't the princess make flower cakes herself and send them to His Highness the Prince? The flower cakes you made look delicious."

"What I cook is not delicious enough, so let the cook do it."

The head maid couldn't believe it. Her Royal Highness's pastry-making skills were getting better and better, and the things she made were so beautiful and delicious.

It seems that Her Royal Highness the Princess really likes Prince Shikel. She works hard to practice making pastries every day and must make them perfect before she dares to send them to Prince Shikel.

Er Er saw Nan Qing adding sugar and quickly said: "Put in less sugar. I do like more sugar, but any more will be too much."

“Will it also be sweet for sweet tooth lovers?”

"Of course I will."

Er Er swayed his calves and looked at the picture on the light screen: "Nan Qing, you are already at odds with your male partner. Do you still want to carry food to the beach today?"

"You're going to the beach, but don't bring anything with you. These are made for you to eat."

Of course she wanted to go to the beach. Yesterday she was crying and said that the sea did not belong to Wei Ke and she could go if she wanted to.

Of course I want to go today, so I can be tough enough!

In the spacious kitchen, Princess Karina was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with her golden curls all tied up. She rolled up her sleeves to reveal her two slender arms. She lowered her head and kneaded the dough carefully, pressing it with a mold.

Make pastry patterns one by one.

Hickel saw this scene when he came.

Karina is so virtuous, she seems to know many things.

Not only can you make black tea, but also make pastries?

Shikel suddenly remembered that he seemed to have not drank the black tea made by Karina for many days. She used to bring black tea every day, but now Ariel cooks it every time.

The head maid saw the prince standing at the door.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

"Well, Karina seems to be very good at cooking."

The head maid smiled and said: "The princess seldom cooks, but recently she suddenly studies very hard. Maybe she wants to cook it for someone to eat."

It is easy for people to misunderstand such words, and Hickel misunderstood. He looked at the girl working hard in the kitchen and his cheeks suddenly turned red.

Is Karina going to make it for him?

No, you can't think so, maybe she wants to make it for her father, queen and queen.

Because his cheeks were feeling hot, Hickel was worried that he would lose his temper like this, so he left.

The maids in the castle gradually learned about it, and they all spread the word that Princess Karina was working hard to learn cooking skills recently, just to make delicious pastries for Prince Shikel.

Ariel also heard about these things.



It was not yet dark today, and a sea snake slowly climbed up the shore. The sun had not yet set, and the sand on the beach was still hot. The hot sand made its abdomen uncomfortable, so it slithered across quickly.

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Second update... It feels like it's not me who is doing the writing, but it's trying to kill me. The coder is crying while writing late at night...


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