[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

It took a little effort to stop it.

"The dance isn't over yet."

The man stared at himself, under the ridiculously colored mask, his black eyes were as black as night and shone like jewels.

Song Yi's heart skipped a beat.

It's not because the other party is too handsome, but... Her leg clearly felt the hardness of her calf just now.

This shape, this familiar touch.

"God! Would a normal person carry a dagger in his trouser leg? Why didn't he stab him to death!" Song Yi moaned in her heart, but there was still a smile on her face.

With the assassin present, she couldn't let the other party see her panic.

This dance music is so suitable. Everyone in the audience sees handsome men and beautiful women. In this elegant dance music, everyone is smiling or friendly, exchanging some information or little secrets in a soft and sweet voice. Song Yi, But amidst this elegance, he dealt with the other party's probing in a slightly awkward manner.

"Just now I had the honor to see Her Highness the Princess' tea-making skills. It's amazing. I heard that you read it from a book. Although the book is destroyed, I really want to know the title of the book. Could Your Highness tell me?"

Although Song Yi's current father, Duke Max, married a princess of Bavaria, he only held a title and position. Therefore, it stands to reason that she should be a princess, but because of this awkward relationship, she is sometimes called a princess. For the Duchess.

Her Royal Highness's title is too literal, it should be extremely polite, but now Song Yi only thinks that the other party is a big-tailed wolf who is persecuting every step of the way.

"I am very willing to tell you, but sir," Song Yi said deliberately slowly, in fact, to buy her brain time to react.

"I don't even know your name."

"You can call me Joseph directly, Your Highness."

Song Yi twitched her lips in her heart, what is the difference between the name picked up so directly and Wang Xiaoer, at best it is a bit higher than the donkey dung egg Er Gouzi.

"Mr. Joseph, the name of that book is..."

"what?"

Song Yi blinked and smiled: "I'll tell you about the next dance." After she finished speaking, she let go of her hand, curtseyed and said goodbye in a very ladylike way.

When turning around, Song Yi rolled her eyes and muttered in a low voice: "There will never be another dance." Because she planned to stick her ass to the stool.

"Carl!" Song Yi called to her younger brother.

Karl was talking to a group of boys who were about his age, but when Song Yi called him, he said a few more words and ran over.

"I think you want something from me."

The clever ghost spoke slowly with an aristocratic accent.

"Okay, little naughty, tell me, what conditions do you want to stay with me safely for the time being?"

Karl Theodore blinked and said, "Tofu, I want tofu."

If it wasn't for a kid who didn't know what tofu was, Song Yi would think that Carl would definitely become a playboy when he grows up!

"this weekend."

"it is good!"

After the deal was concluded, Carl Theodore waved to the boys who were still waiting for him. He sat next to Songyi with his little feet up, as if he was already a noble young man in his twenties.

In a ball, if a lady already has a man beside her, according to the rules, she should not invite him again.

Therefore, after the boy sat down, Song Yi had the courage to glance at that guy.

The latter held a glass of champagne in his hand, he did not invite other ladies, but seemed to expect that Song Yi would look at him, or, he had been looking at her all the time.

His eyes met in the air without missing a second.

Song Yi rolled her eyes and moved away carefully.

"High-energy warning ahead! Don't look at it yet! Pay attention!" the villain in Song Yi's heart shouted.

"Who are you looking at?" Karl Theodore asked.

"That's not your place to ask, little boy."

Carl Theodore pouted, and looked at Song Yi with those beautiful eyes: "If you have someone you like, you can tell me, Sissy, I'm 12 years old." The former emphasized the "12 years old" Age, as if 12 years old is already an adult.

"Real men don't care about these things all the time, that's what little girls care about."

Carl Theodore made a grimace: "You know, Cici, when you were a teenager, you just needed to have a small relationship. When you get older, a man's life belongs to the battlefield or other places."

Song Yi was amused.

"So are you ready for a relationship?"

Kartheodo folded his arms, snorted and said, "Don't laugh, Sissy, I swore a long time ago that my youth is dedicated to the army, and I am a man who will burn in the fire! Woman, hum , that was not my choice."

"It's nice to be young!" Song Yi was speechless in her heart.

"Battlefields, weapons, this is what I like!" Carl Theodore said a little excitedly, but soon wrinkled his face again.

"But Daddy didn't even allow me to touch his saber, and his shotgun. God, I'm 12. Ludwig was allowed when he was 12!"

The boy was a little outraged.

"Can the eldest son and the second son be treated differently?"

Song Yi rested her chin on one hand, and stretched out her index finger with her left hand to poke her chipmunk-like younger brother with teary cheeks.

"Carl, to be precise, you are not yet 12 years old."

Karl Theodore was poked in the face, and because he was too excited and unprepared, he tilted on his chair.

"Is this the point?" The little boy stared at his sister.

Song Yi smiled, put down her left hand, tilted her head slightly and said, "The difference between you and Ludwig is that you will take the initiative to start a war, and Ludwig is the guardian, you know?"

"Blindly giving in is not a guard, a man should sprint!" Karl Theodore said with his little eyebrows furrowed.

Song Yi knows that you can't talk too much to this kind of adolescent children, because they will put on a posture of "I don't listen, I won't listen", and it will be very difficult to talk too much, so it is best to change the topic in a timely manner. most effective.

"Hey, speaking of which, where is Ludwig?"

Karl Theodore was diverted and wrinkled his nose:

"I don't know, I haven't seen him all this time."

"He said he would come by himself, but I didn't see him either."

Song Yi is a bit strange.

"It's, it's not like him," said Karl Theodore.The big brother he knew had never been one to be late.

While they were talking, a little footman came running up to them.

"You are Her Royal Highness Princess Sissi?"

Song Yi glanced at the little servant, but she didn't recognize her, but the servant obviously knew her.

"Yes, it's me."

The little manservant nodded, without hesitation to wipe his sweaty face, he took out a letter from his pocket.

Song Yi took the letter, opened it to look at it, and after a while, her expression changed.

12. chapter 12

"What's wrong?" Carl Theodore asked, frowning.

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "I'll tell you, but cooperate with me?"

"can."

Seeing his sister's serious look, Kartheodo also restrained his expression.

"I'll tell mom that I'm not feeling well and need to go back early, and Ludwig and you will take me back."

Song Yi gave a brief explanation, and then went to Ludovica, who was talking with a group of duchesses.

"Mom." Song Yi saluted the other ladies first, and then said softly to her mother.

"I feel a little unwell and I think I need to go back and rest first."

"What's wrong with you, dear?"

Ludoweika was a little worried.

Song Yi smiled: "I'm just a little tired, mom, Ludwig and Karl will send me back. I promise that's all."

"Then I..."

Song Yi stopped the other party: "Mom, Helen still needs you, and I'm really fine." After she finished speaking, she bent down and whispered in her mother's ear, "Besides, I hope you can find more suitable marriage contracts here. who."

The cuteness of what she said reminded Ludovica of the most important task tonight, so after confirming that Song Yi was really fine, she agreed.

"Ludwig and I will take care of her."

Carl Theodore promised, grimacing at the same time: "Remember to tell Papa to reward me afterwards for being such a gentleman."

Ludovica looked at his son amusedly and said, "A real gentleman doesn't ask for a reward for doing what he should have done."

"Then I can set a precedent. You know, rewards can always stimulate people."

Song Yi squeezed the little guy's arm, reminding him that enough is enough.

After they came out of the ball and were about to reach the corner, Song Yi's originally leisurely pace now quickened.

Because she was a little anxious, she almost walked against the wall, so an accident happened.

A high wall of people blocked it when the pace accelerated, Song Yi's face hit a warm chest, the docile fabric was as smooth as silk, and the fashionable and fancy watch chain was so hooked. up her hair.

"hiss……"

Song Yi let out a pain, and when she realized that the other party wanted to move, she quickly stopped her: "Don't move!"

The man seemed to be startled by her, but he tensed his muscles quickly instead of moving subconsciously.

"Cissy!"

Carl, who couldn't catch up with her because of his short legs, yelled.

"Carl!"

Song Yi shouted, and then said: "Help me untie it."

Karl Theodore goes to