I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

"Uncle, you misunderstood. I am the lord's daughter. How could anyone be so desperate as to come here and cause trouble?" Manjushage looked at the king with a smile, but Donna, who was kneeling on the ground, felt that she was looking at her with a very dangerous look.

"Are you sure?" The king did not expect Manjushage to react like this, so he asked her for confirmation.

"Okay, uncle, don't worry. I still want to chat more with these girls. You go and do your work first." Manjushage said as she pushed the king out.

"Well, you better be careful." His Majesty the King seemed very worried and gave one more warning before leaving.

Cora followed closely behind, apparently wanting to give him a ride.

After the king left, Manjushage turned around and found that everyone else had stood up. Donna and Judith huddled together, looking at her with hatred.

Everyone said that the eldest daughter of the Xingchenhua family was extremely noble, but Donna didn't believe it. How could a truly powerful person never show up in public?

Manjushage has been silent all her life, and many nobles have never even heard of her, let alone her close relationship with the king. Otherwise, even if Donna was given ten thousand courages, she would not dare to find an opportunity to deal with Manjushage.

She is regretting as much as she can now.

If I had known that His Majesty the King would rather put down the important things in his hands and come over to support Manjushage, she would have to have been kicked in the head by a donkey to come and cause trouble for this guy!

And those nobles who were assigned to cooperate with Donna at the ball clearly wanted to make fun of her, but they pretended to be ignorant. Not only did they watch the fun, they also received a lot of benefits from the Peters family.

They all wanted to know how badly a fallen noble would lose if he challenged the most noble daughter of the Aslan Kingdom.

When she thought of this, Donna instantly lost her fighting spirit and became like a deflated ball, listless.

"Miss Donna, are you okay?" Seeing her unhappy face, Judith, who didn't understand the situation, asked with concern.

Donna's face was completely bloodless. She pushed Judith away, trying to keep her balance, walked to Manjushage and bowed deeply, showing her humility: "I'm sorry for offending you before, Miss Manjushage."

"What are you talking about, Miss Donna? Aren't we here to settle accounts with this guy..."

Judith wanted to say something, but Donna covered her mouth:

"Ahahaha, Miss Judith's words are really interesting. We have something else to do, so we won't bother you for now. Goodbye, Miss Manjushage!"

After saying that, he pulled Judith and ran out.

Watching the two people fleeing in a hurry, Manzhu Shahua said to them in a warning tone: "Remember to tell others when you go back not to have any ideas about Luo Shiqi again, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Aren't you leaving?" After they walked away, Manjushage glanced at Belinda who was standing there.

What's wrong with this guy? Is he scared silly?

"Ah... leave now."

Belinda came to her senses, turned around and left, but turned back again not long after:

"Ms. Manjusaka, have you ever seen a ghost?"

What the hell is going on? Did she find out about what happened before?

Manjushage thought Belinda had seen through her previous actions, so she immediately pretended to be calm, smiled and denied it, "No."

"Is that so?" Belinda seemed to have just guessed and didn't think much about it. But for some reason she looked a little lost, and her body was swaying as she walked, as if she was going to faint in the next second.

Manjushage was the only one left in the living room. She shouted to the door, "Everyone has left. Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the king led Cora in, and it was obvious that they had not gone far.

His shape gradually changed, his face and body also changed, and when he walked in front of Manjushage, he had become a completely different person.

He is tall and strong, with clear facial lines and a somewhat cold look. His ice-blue eyes are as clear as lake water and as calm as the surface of the water without a ripple. His short golden hair is neat and clean, making him look particularly energetic.

However, in stark contrast to his appearance, this person spoke lazily and in a magnetic voice: "I saw you guys arguing when I came back, and I thought you were going to solve it, but you just let them go. Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Manjushage smiled slightly: "Then they must have the courage."

After such a scare just now, I was lucky enough not to wet my pants when I went home. How could I remember all these?

She looked at the man in front of her carefully. "Thank you so much for this, Doyle. By the way, your imitation of your uncle is quite similar."

The first thing Doyle did when he entered the room disguised as a king was to help Manjushage up. The moment his hands touched her, a passage immediately emerged in her mind:

Magic: Blue Shadow

Attribute: Nothingness

Ability: Open the spirit blessing barrier

Characteristics: It is said that there are beautiful elves flying in the mountains. Anyone who steps into this place will be attracted by their overly beautiful appearance, gradually forgetting to breathe, giving up thinking, and finally staying in this moment forever until death.

Doyle's magic can give him certain elf characteristics. Although it cannot achieve that amazing effect, he can change his appearance at will, making it difficult for people to distinguish him.

Of course, simply changing one's appearance is not enough to fool everyone. One must have regular contact with the king and understand his living habits in order to imitate the king's awe-inspiring temperament.

From this we can see that their family has a good relationship with the king.

"It's okay. It was his own idea to turn into my uncle's appearance this time. You don't have to worry about being held accountable. He also said that this method can be used sometimes when encountering other problems that cannot be solved. He and father are busy suppressing the magic sword and have no time to take care of us." Doyle replied lightly and went back to his room by himself, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with her at all.

This is not surprising. In the original book, Manjusaka has a strange personality and is not liked by her family.

Her younger brother Doyle Starflower was also handsome and sunny with a lively and cheerful personality. However, influenced by his sister, he became more cold and did not like to get close to others.

If it were any other time, Manjushage would definitely be used to Doyle's indifference to her, and think that he was only helping out because he was annoyed by the quarrels between several women at home.

But maybe it was because of the contact just now that Manjusaka was able to briefly know Er's true thoughts through the same blood connection between the siblings: Did I hear it right? My sister actually praised me just now? I'm so happy! I'm still quite capable. "

When hearing this, Manjushage almost couldn't hold it back.

It was hard to imagine that these were the true thoughts in the heart of the serious-looking Doyle without any embellishment. Manjushage even thought that there was something wrong with her magic.

Before she could figure it out, the blood in her body suddenly sent out a warning that Doyle's body temperature was dropping rapidly.

"Could it be that those guys didn't actually leave, and they waited for me to let my guard down to take revenge on Doyle? Damn, I really underestimated them!"

Just now, Belinda immediately guessed that Lycoris radiata was psychic, and it was hard not to think that she actually had the ability to see through other people's magic.

In this case, Donna and the others' actions just now might have been fake, in order to make Manjushage relax her vigilance so that they could attack her brother.

Manjushage cursed herself for being careless in her heart and immediately ran to Doyle's room.

Even if their relationship is not good, they are still a family. What's more, Doyle just helped her, so she can't just sit there and do nothing.

"Doyle, are you alright?"

She quickly ran to Doyle's room and found the door wide open, but there was no sign of intrusion. Instead, the scene inside was clearly visible:

Doyle was standing shirtless in front of the dressing mirror, posing in various positions, admiring his beautiful body. He would sigh from time to time: "Ah, not only do I have a good figure, I'm also so handsome. How can there be a man as perfect as me in the world!"

Perhaps because the distance was shortened, Manjushage's mind heard Doyle's inner voice again: "You are still as handsome as usual today, worthy of being me!"

Because she was not very familiar with her abilities, Manjushage actually forgot for a moment that it was late autumn and it was normal for Doyle's body temperature to drop as he took off his clothes in his room.

The movement coming from the blood was not a warning signal, but a manifestation of Doyle's excitement.

He was so pleased with his muscular body and handsome looks that he was in high spirits.

The people of Manjusah were all stunned. Where was the cool and handsome brother just now? Why was the contrast so big!

Because he was too obsessed with admiring his own figure, Doyle didn't hear Manjushage's voice at all. After a long time, he vaguely saw someone standing at the door.

He turned his head and met Manjushage's complicated gaze.

"You... why didn't you knock before coming in!" The two sides of his tall nose were tinged with shame and anger, and his face was as red as a persimmon.