[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

Before the words "what's the matter" came out, the little curly sobbed after making sure the door was closed.

"Sissy, he's hurt..."

The girl's little hands tightly clutched the clothes on Song Yi's chest, and she cried softly, "He's hurt... Sissy..."

"Mary...Mary can't cry in front of Luther...Luther...it hurts now...he will be very worried about me..."

"Hi...but Sissy...Mary...Mary couldn't bear it...Luther hurts..."

After listening to the little girl's intermittent crying, Song Yi finally understood, and she felt her heart was about to melt. She remembered what Mary said before that she didn't want her to get hurt again.

"We scared you, didn't we?"

Mary shook her head and nodded again, still hiccupping.

Song Yi hugged the little guy, walked back and forth slowly, and patted her on the back lightly to comfort her.

"Don't worry, my dear, Ludwig's injury just looks scary, he'll be fine tomorrow."

"Hi'er...Luther...why did you get hurt..."

"It's just that I accidentally fell, and you sometimes bump into it accidentally, don't you?"

"Not a bad guy?"

"Of course not, Ludwig is very powerful, isn't he?"

"kindness!"

Song Yi wiped the little girl's tears and nose with a handkerchief, then smiled and said, "It was just a small accident."

"Daddy and Mommy haven't come back yet."

"Oh, what a clever little ghost!" Song Yi thought, "Sure enough, the children of the Max family are not so easy to deceive even if they are only four years old?"

Not knowing whether to be proud or sad, Song Yi smiled lightly.

"Ludwig doesn't want you to worry. Look, you know how worried you are about him. If tears can really turn into pearls, how many pearls have you dropped?"

Mary nervously touched her little face that was still stained with tears, looked at her palm, and said foolishly: "No, Sissy, Mary's tears didn't turn into pearls."

Song Yi froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, after she had laughed enough, she kissed the little girl's forehead to comfort her.

"Really, don't worry, honey, you'll see a fine Luther tomorrow morning, I promise?"

Mary hesitated, then nodded.

"Now, I'll carry you to sleep."

"But Luther..."

"If Ludwig sees you again, he will be so nervous that he doesn't know where to put his hands and feet. You worry about him, but you really frightened him. I'm worried that his other eye will swell up nervously."

"Sissy, don't hurt Luther's other eye!" Mary begged.

Song Yi stuck out her tongue in her heart, feeling that she was really addicted to teasing children, she quickly said: "It's just a metaphor, now, you sleep well, and Karl and I will take good care of Ludwig, don't tell How are Dad and Mom?"

The little curly nodded, then shook his head, and bit his lip.

"what happened?"

"Sissy, I'm too worried, I may not be able to keep the secret, I," Little Curly was teary again, "Can I tell my little Sophie?"

Little Sophie is a gift from Duke Max to Mary. It is an exquisite window doll with big wavy hair and big blue eyes. It is exquisite and expensive. It is Mary's favorite and her good friend.

"Of course, if you really can't help it, you can also whisper to Maximian, because he can't speak yet, so we don't have to worry about him revealing the secret."

"kindness!"

After Song Yi put Mary to sleep, she came to Ludwig's room again, and when she saw her, Ludwig stood up.

"Is she okay?"

Ludwig is like a nervous dad who would be laughed at by his military school buddies.

"She fell asleep, and I promise your eyes will be fine tomorrow."

Ludwig breathed a sigh of relief. He was a young man who was afraid of girls' tears, especially the small, furry ones, such as his little sister Marie.

"Carl, have you got the eggs?"

"I just brought it." Carl showed Song Yi the things.

Song Yi peeled off the egg, then let Ludwig continue to lie on the sofa, and rubbed the surroundings of his eyes with the egg.

"I'll sneak into your room tomorrow morning before they find out, and you'll need some disguise."

"I'll find that guy," Ludwig said.

Karl Theodore glanced at his elder brother, a little surprised: "I thought you would let that guy go."

Ludwig restrained his expression: "This is different, I am riding in the carriage of the Max family."

"Uh, so?" Carl Theodore didn't quite understand.

Ludwig glanced at his younger sister, who also had a serious expression.

"Hey, you're going to make me look stupid!" Carl Theodore said dissatisfied.

"Stop skipping class and go hunting all the time, Karl." Ludwig reprimanded his younger brother again, and Song Yi pulled him when the latter was about to reply.

"Carl, you have to know that if something happens tonight, we who lost the invitation cannot escape the responsibility."

Carl Theodore opened his mouth, and again he was furious.

Song Yi could only see this sentence from the little leopard's expression——Damn guy, we are married, you are dead!

At night, unlike the previous bedtime prayers, Song Yi muttered to herself, she had to see that guy in her dream today.

Half an hour later, she woke up from her hazy consciousness, and a gust of warm water brushed her body.

"when!"

Song Yi's tail representing shame stood up and exploded.

Hehe, hello shame, goodbye shame!

14. chapter 14

"You...peeked at me taking a shower."

The voice hesitated for a moment.

Song Yi covered her eyes with her paws, and screamed unladylike: "The devil is watching you take a shower! You bastard! Put on your clothes!"

"Miss, this is my body. I bathe freely in my free time, and you camp in my body without my permission. It seems inappropriate."

The man spoke seriously.

"And with all due respect, now, you are that ghost."

If Songyi had an inkstone or writing brush by her side, she would not be polite, picked up those things and threw them on the naked man's face.

"I think we can have a civilized conversation after you put on your clothes." Song Yi gritted her teeth.

"Also, I don't think the word 'polite' ever existed between us, given that neither of us used honorifics for each other."

After 10 minutes, Song Yi wrinkled her nose in the man's body, and then opened her consciousness.

The mirror was placed on the table, with black hair, emerald eyes, a shirt that was completely buttoned up, and a trace of fresh moisture, whether it was the previous assassin status or the yuppie look at the prom None of the guys are quite like that.

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, she shook her head and decided to put all those ridiculous images just now out of her mind.

"Miss Ghost."

The guy who claimed to be Mr. Joseph tapped the table with his right hand to remind her.

Song Yi put on a mask for herself with a blank face. In other people's bodies, it seems that even the guard and vigilance have dropped a lot.

"Mr. Joseph, since you already know my identity, I think there's no need for a pretentious cover-up?"

There was a pause in the movement of the man's hands, and a small smile curled around his mouth.

“How come you see?”

"I don't want to state it like a fool, lest you think you've tricked me next time. When you're complacent, I can tell you again that I already know that you have seen through my identity." Song Yi deliberately answered with a twist.

In fact, she felt that she was exposed because of this person himself.

Smart, cunning, and extraordinarily sensitive.

Not everyone is so sensitive to the fact that someone is in their body, and not everyone can pretend to be frightened without changing their expressions.

And she has to admit one thing...

"Your sense of shame is higher than the average person. Although you are smarter than the average person, this is different from other women."

"And I've found that taking advantage of that a little bit saves us a lot of time for each other."

Song Yi rolled her eyes, she didn't bother to pursue and warned this guy, don't crack her mind without permission.

"You snatched my brother, Ludwig's invitation."

"Oh yes."

Song Yi's eyebrows twitched, forbearance.

"You beat him too."

"Well, that's right."

Song Yi raised her small fist: "Are you taking revenge? Sir."

Joseph smiled. When he laughed, the lower eyelids would float up a little, forming a cute lying silkworm. However, tie a bow to the lion and it would become harmless Yet?

Song Yi continued to maintain a tense expression, men with lying silkworms are not cute!

"If I want to take revenge, the ball held by the Duke of Oswick tonight will not be so peaceful, and Duke Max, your father, can't drink so much champagne."

"Oh, thank you very much, Mr. Joseph."

The man smiled again, his neat white teeth almost sparkling.

"If you laugh again, Mr. Joseph, I will think you are interested in me." Song Yi said slowly, and she glanced at him.

"Or, you've always been so perverted, you don't care if you're in love with ghosts?"

"You're contradicting me with your actions