She maintained an elegant and ladylike posture all the way, but the moment she returned to the bedroom and closed the door, she kicked off her shoes and stepped on the carpet with bare feet.

The dodging between Xuannei's words, the enthusiasm of strange Digimon, the blood debt between the light and the dark, the books in this world filling the library... The forgotten details came to mind one by one, and at the same time a bold guess that was so frightening was pushed. to the shore of the mind.

If this is the case, it will be difficult.

After adding the last touch on the paper covered with curved letters and arrows, Gui Die unconsciously curled her hair and her eyes dimmed.

"Key, is it?"

"Your Majesty, it's ready." Astamon held back a serious smile.

He finally understood that their majesty was not rigid and ignorant of his own heart, but just sullen.

Oh no, be patient, it is disrespectful to mock the king.

"If there is nothing else, I will retreat first." He covered his mouth and left without waiting for the king's permission.

Suppressed and twitching laughter came into the study through the crack of the door, and the big Dracomon paused for a moment with its page-turning hand, and then continued to flip through the paper as if nothing had happened, as if the other party was not laughing at him.

If you ignore his obviously slowed down rhythm of flipping through the book.

Yesterday, I went out to blow the wind for half a day, and Gui Die's unbelievable sick body protested this morning.

Her head was extremely heavy, her eyelids were also extremely heavy, the thin purple-haired girl was sucked into the soft quilt and kept her from getting out of bed.

Ah, it seems that today's cake appointment may be postponed.

I hope Della won't be angry.

The messy thoughts entangled her head tightly, and finally her brain crashed because she couldn't untie it, and she fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

At about noon, when the sun was high, she slowly woke up, rubbed her eyes, sat up and looked around blankly, and it took a few seconds to recall that the strong sense of disobedience came from the door being knocked on and off.

It was too late to tidy up and wash, the girl stepped on the carpet barefoot, her left hand followed the bursting purple hair with her right hand in the posture of opening the door, and opened the door with a stiff body.

As always, it is a witch with a cold face, eyes that breathe fire, and words that are angry.

"Your Majesty told you to go to the ninth living room next door."

Yu Bi shook her hair and walked away quickly, as if she was the source of the virus.

Well, didn't you remind her of the ugliness of being jealous of women?

If you don't listen to the advice, it will run counter to happiness.

Guidie turned her attention back to what she was going to wear when they met and what kind of pastry was her turn today, while she took care of herself properly.

Hmm, how about that off-white court smock that was delivered last night?Pair it with a lady's omelette head.

Facts have proved that her taste is quite in the mind of the target.

The big Dracula at the entrance of the side hall looked at the person coming, and nodded slightly in appreciation: "Very good."

Naturally, she matched it according to the clothing style sent by the other party.

It's not a deliberate intention to dress up like he loves, but a coincidence that she usually wears this style of dressing.

Should we talk about fate, or a tacit understanding?

"Then what's the reason why Della asked me to come?" The girl walked up to her partner in three steps and two steps, and the girl pretended to look at him expectantly.

The big Draco didn't make a sound, he took a step and opened the white curtain behind him, and his body compressed to two people's height was extremely dreamy under the candlelight.

The giant hangers are filled with pure white court dresses and Lolita dresses. The shoe racks are filled with all kinds of women's shoes.

Princess dressing room.

On the way back yesterday, I asked her about her favorite color because of this. Looking at the pure white and dreamy fitting room, her heart began to beat out of order.

A butterfly with a cold temperament like a homecoming can't help but dream of a princess.It's just that the family may mature prematurely, and she will forget it earlier than girls of the same age.

But today someone made her lost dream come true.

How can she not be tempted like this.

Della, her dear companion.

"Nadella." Nervous and sweaty palms clenched the hem of the skirt, her eyes were burning and her tone was out of shape, "I have something to tell you."

The big Draco turned around to show her that it was all right.

Taking a deep breath to adjust the heartbeat, he took a step forward with a solemn expression, then closed his eyes and told out loud the beating thoughts.

"I like you! Not in the ordinary sense!"

While laughing at the behavior of the girl who didn't dare to open her eyes, she felt uneasy, until the generous palm was placed on top of her head, and the sinful voice fell with gentleness.

"I thought, why did Gu let me be in charge of the meeting/meeting."

Head buzzing, fireworks blooming in front of her eyes, she just stood there in a daze and couldn't wake up even if the other party called her, Gui Die felt as if she was flying into an outer universe.

Women who fall into the honey pot called love are irrational.

Regardless of age, regardless of IQ.

"Strange, why is there no sound?"

The shadow at the door pressed his ears to the door in puzzlement, intending to listen carefully.

With a sudden creak, the door was suddenly pulled open, and the shadow, which had no time to maintain its balance, fell into the door following its inertia.

"..." Gui Die looked down indifferently.

"..." eavesdropping on Astamon who was captured by the inelegant.

The adjutant who was furiously stared at by the black eyes stood up and patted the non-existent dust, and said hello as if nothing happened: "Good day, Miss Guidie."

Gui Die suddenly responded with a smile: "Good day, Adjutant." Then she turned around with that smile: "Della, Adjutant seems to be very curious about our conversation."

Immediately, he received a cold look from his majesty: "Is everything all right? There is no supervisor for Chaxinqu."

ah?Xinqu has supervisors.

No wait, he's going to be forced to be busy again!Let's go, or it won't be as simple as one thing.

Really, it is obvious that he cares about His Majesty.

The smile on the lips of the girl who left in a hurry after seeing this could not help deepening.

Nadra, you have a good subordinate.

But thanks to him for eavesdropping, she would be a fool if she didn't realize that there are ears in the door.

Thinking of this, she suddenly recalled important things that had been forgotten.

"Well, Della, I have to go back to my room first, can you wait for me for half an hour?"

After finishing speaking, she maintained her ladylike pace and hurried away.

There is absolutely not enough time to make mousse, so I can only make a cream cake casually.

Blame the damn sick system.

In the end, he was comforted by his partner.

Sitting in the main office of the castle, Gui Die nervously draws on paper with a pen.

This is really the worst cake she has ever made. It is rare for Della to comfort her and say yes.

Ahh, it's so annoying, do you want to do it again, but Della has already confirmed that it doesn't seem good.

Maybe it's the soul resonance, maybe it's because she was too obvious, the big Dracomon, who was originally focused on the document, stopped the pen and looked at her, asking the reason with his eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just... that is, Della, you sent 98 dresses, there should be one more..."

The girl who originally wanted to use this to change the subject suddenly gritted her teeth to stop herself from speaking.

God, what is she talking about, does she really want her partner to propose to her?

Where did the calmness and rationality you are so proud of go, Lu Guidie?

However, the words have been exported and cannot be taken back.

Gui Die, who was caught in self-pity, didn't see the quiver of the other party's pen tip, but heard the other party say calmly as always: "The time has not come."

So, is there really that dress?

Also white, No.90 nine gauze skirts?

The so-called timing doesn't mean what she thinks, does it?

Calm down, the point is not this, Della, does he mean that he feels too small!

Looking at the girl in love who has completely deviated from the point and is immersed in girlish fantasies, the big Dracomon is a little helpless.

Putting down the pen, he took out a book from a pile of books and handed it to the other party, and explained under the confused eyes: "Can you explain the poem for the lonely?"

"Of course, we must do our best." Gui Die, who was rescued from the girl's annoyance by the other party, said.

Although it sounds boastful, famous poems and masterpieces are indeed her enlightenment.She even recites classics like "Yuefu Poems" by heart.

After all, the first teacher's grandmother preferred ancient poems before Tang Dynasty.

"Which song do Della want to listen to?" She quickly flipped through the book in a serious state and asked the other party.

"Anything."

After all, he just couldn't see his girl being entangled.

Although it looks pretty cute.

"Then "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast"?" She continued without waiting for the other party's answer, "It tells the tragedy of love between the petty official Jiao Zhongqing and his wife Liu Lanzhi.

The dark king, who should have been so busy that he had no ego, quietly listened to the girl's literary poems and love about her love.

Although he didn't know what the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was.

She stopped abruptly when she was talking about the cross-road oath, then stared at her partner with burning eyes, and recited the oath words again lingeringly and enthusiastically.

"The king is a rock, the concubine is a pampas grass, and the pampas grass is like silk, and the rock cannot be moved."

As if hypnotized by those eyes, Shao Yanru read it aloud.

"The king is a rock, the concubine is a pampas grass, and the pampas grass is like silk, and the rock cannot be moved."

Such an affectionate oath.

The girl who was addicted to the other party's gorgeous voice finally giggled like a 12-year-old girl.

She and Della will also be so deeply in love with each other.

However, she forgot that this was a farewell poem, and that the ending of the Jiao and Liu couples was to go to Qingchi and hang themselves on the southeast branch.

I also forgot some insurmountable abyss between the two of them.

Later, she realized that she was not a rational child at all, because if she cared more about why her partner knew these worldly things instead of being immersed in love and self-proclaimed her eyes, and cared more about these cracks, then this mountain that belonged to them would never be possible Chopped off a cliff.

If it was at the beginning, I regret it.

The author has something to say: Everyone has said that if you don’t change it, you won’t change it. First, take a half chapter to replace the announcement.

Any resemblance to the parliamentary rules I made up is purely coincidental.

This Asta is a joke, don't care about the original Asta's personality, after all, he is a fan.

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