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Ornate chandeliers illuminate the wide hall.

On the throne, leaning against the emperor, Sisernovich said leisurely, "Your Highness Siser, the princess has been ill for a long time, isn't she still recovering?"

What is he saying?

Doubts arose from the bottom of his heart, and when Chu Ge heard Norwich speak, he meant something: "I remember that last winter was coming to an end, and when spring began, Her Royal Highness was already sick. At that time, the ice surface on Liancui Lake None melted."

But right now, those thin layers of ice have already disappeared without a trace.

After going through the harsh winter and early spring, we greeted the breaking ice and spring breeze.

Right now, we have come to the second season, the blazing summer.

In an instant, Chu Ge recalled that it was an excuse for the royal family to declare to the outside world!

In the days when Adjani Thorn ran away from home, Nasser Thorn announced this to the public.

Due to emotion and reason, it is impossible for him to tell everyone that Her Royal Highness, the little princess who has lived in the palace for a long time, has quietly left and lost her trace.

Perhaps it was because of Siser's suggestion, or perhaps because of the consideration of the facts, Nassorn pushed the boat along and accepted the proposal.

So the little princess who ran away from home was declared seriously ill.

It wasn't until he returned to Feilengcui by boat that his "serious illness" gradually improved.

However, right now, it was mentioned so abruptly by Norwich again.

He even frowned halfway between his brows.

Chu Ge stood behind Sither Thorne, looking at the viscount from afar.

His face is very feminine, with good features and a kind of indisputable beauty.

If he replaced the strict suit and dress with a creole skirt, Chu Ge had no doubt that he could confuse the real with the fake.

Play as a noble maiden.

Perfectly clothed.

The emperor's voice was deep and he couldn't hear any emotion: "Ajani, you have been recuperating for so long, are you still sick?"

It was like forcing him to dance.

The emperor didn't know what ecstasy soup was poured into him, he seemed to be determined, and he didn't care about his sons and daughters at all.

in front of him.

Sisser frowned, almost unable to control the anger hidden in her heart.

He said suddenly: "Father, just listen to your side"

The emperor was like a beast that was touched, and interrupted him in an instant: "Siser, you are the crown prince, take care of yourself!"

There was something in the words, which made Sisser shut his mouth in an instant.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed young man's chest couldn't stop heaving, he turned around suddenly, and put his arm around Chu Ge's shoulder.

He was tall, more than a head and a half taller than Chu Ge.

When he stood up straight and looked at Chu Ge from a height, Chu Ge had to look up to him.

As if aware of his difficulty, Sisser slightly lowered her body.

The blue eyes stared at him: "Ajani, are you feeling okay now?"

very bad.

The strong smell of perfume made him almost faint, and the pervasive smell of champagne harassed his nasal cavity one by one. The air was filled with the mixed smell of perfume and champagne, but he could never get used to it.

The viscount full of ulterior motives, the emperor with bizarre convulsions

Chu Ge fixedly looked at the young man standing in front of him.

Sisser held his hand, led him, and walked towards the dance floor: "Just dance once, just dance once, Adjani"

His hands and feet are probably stiff, Chu Ge thought.

The female step has already been able to take away all his agility and ingenuity.

Not to mention being dragged to the dance floor by Sither Thorne, and meeting uncomfortable gazes from above.

Viscount Norwich didn't know what he was doing, his eyes were fixed on him the whole time.

Just like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, the blue eyes are mechanically cold like inorganic matter, sending a slight chill down the spine.

"I hate him." Chu Ge muttered softly.

He didn't say who the person was, but he easily translated it when he heard Sither Thorne.

So the handsome crown prince smiled, and the short words overflowed from his mouth: "What a coincidence, so am I."

—Is there any way to drive him away?

When they looked at each other, there was such a question in their eyes.

Sisser looked at him with blue eyes, gradually showing a bit of helplessness.

He also thought about driving away that ass-selling boy of Sissel!

But the emperor didn't know what kind of ecstasy he had taken, and he was fascinated by him.

These things, but there is no way to tell Adjani.

His sister, his rose, deserves to be held in the palm of his hand.

As for those dirty and filthy things, it's better not to teach her to know.

The sound of orchestral music resounded in the hall.

They bypassed the crowd from behind and made their way to the dance floor.

The change is only in that moment.

There was a sudden strong attack, which made Chu Ge stagger immediately, and Siser, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around, but he couldn't save him.

His whole body fell towards the other side!

There was a sudden chill on his body, filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

The expected sharp pain did not come, but the body was extremely soft, and even heard a "click".

He bumped into another person's body!

The young child was almost completely under his body, and had no choice but to become his cushion.

It was the singer from before.

He sang, but he didn't guard against the impact from the side, or subconsciously wanted to support the princess's body, but he didn't expect them to fall together.

In the panic, a pair of arms grabbed him, and Chu Ge was helped up.

He said "thank you" softly, but when his eyes touched the child's body, he stopped suddenly.

As if returning to that night many years ago, he saw that thin body.

The young singer was knocked down by him, the sleeves of his robe unraveling in panic.

He saw the thin arms under the cuffs, which were so skinny that they were almost skinny, and the scars on those arms were white, ferocious scars like centipedes, shocking.

In an instant, time and space are almost out of order.

Chu Ge could hardly control the trembling of his voice. He muttered a syllable, but it was cut off at that moment.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean to!"

The blond girl stood beside him, holding a tall glass in her hand. At this moment, the glass was empty, only a few drops of rouge liquid hung on the transparent glass wall.

It was the remaining liquor, and just now, almost all of it was splashed on his skirt.

Chu Ge looked down and saw the crinoline skirt he was wearing. At this moment, the layers of snow-white gauze had been dyed rose red.

Rouge-like liquor was flowing down the silky fabric bit by bit.

His skirt was splashed and dirty, and he had to go and change out of it. It was impossible for him to stay and dance any longer.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to"

The little blond girl said in a panic that it was Christine Esposito, the little girl who had struck up a conversation with him earlier and was passionately pursuing Sither Thorne.

Before he could speak, Sisser frowned deeply. He looked at Christine with an almost severe tone: "Christine, is it useful to apologize? What did you do just now?"

Christine blinked her slender eyelashes, bit her lip, and looked at Sither whether she wanted to cry or not.

Before Sither Thorne could speak again, Chu Ge grabbed his hand and shook it, finally making the elder brother shut up.

He looked at the little blond girl in front of him, and nodded towards her: "It doesn't matter."

Chu Ge wanted to turn around, but just as he took a step, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

That made his cheeks twitch uncontrollably.

Sither Thorne was the first to discover his situation and held him firmly: "Did you hurt your foot, Adjani?"

Chu Ge nodded towards him.

"Can you still walk?"

"I think it should be fine."

Sither Thorne grabbed his hand and carefully supported him to walk out of the hall. This time, no one came to stop him on the way.

Chu Ge turned his head subconsciously, wanting to see the child who was knocked down by him just now, but at this time, the singer had disappeared in that part of the hall.

I don't know where it has gone.

Just like the lonely and thin arm that appeared in his sight just now, it was an illusion like dew and mist.

Fleeting.

Stay away from the strong perfume and champagne, leave the men's talk, and the women's red lips and lupine.

Being gently blown by the night breeze, it seems that the drowsy brain has gained a little clarity.

Chu Ge bit his lip; "Brother"

"What's the matter, Ajani?"

"Just now, when I fell, it was the singing singer who cushioned me. I heard a 'click' sound. Maybe he was hit by me and broke his bones."

He cleverly used a little language, and must give all the credit to the child.

However, after Sitherthorne heard his words, he didn't give a little kindness or thanks as she expected. He even pursed his lips slightly and frowned deeply.

Chu Ge was a little uneasy: "Brother?"

The blue eyes looked at him: "So, Adjani?"

Chu Ge carefully organized his words: "Perhaps we can give him a little gift from the superior, such as letting him rest for a while, and I heard his voice is hoarse."

However, the suggestion was not adopted.

Sither Thorne didn't look so happy, he was even a little irritable: "Okay, I know Adjani, leave him alone, you can't give him any favors, he is from the Norwich House slave."