Star Beast World: Little Rose is the most beautiful female!

Chapter 227 Let’s go, do you still want me to treat you?

"Can I trust him?" Jing Weisha asked Hilse.

Hilse hesitated for three seconds, but still nodded, "It's okay for now, he really won't hurt you."

But he's not a very good person either.

All I can say is that he is better than Alja, as he wouldn't do anything like kidnapping females to threaten males.

"Then please."

Jing Weisha followed Arnold out of Alga's palace. The weather was not very good today, it was cloudy and rainy.

Arnold opened a black umbrella and moved closer to Jing Weisha to shield her from the rain.

His approach made Jing Weisha feel uneasy and she subconsciously moved away.

"Ms. Jing, you must take care of your health now that you are pregnant. Be careful not to catch a cold or get sick if you get caught in the rain." Arnold moved the umbrella towards Jing Weisha, but did not move closer, keeping his voice gentle.

Jing Weisha didn't say anything else and just kept her distance and followed him.

The palace of the two brothers was very far away and it took a long time to get there after walking around in twists and turns.

The palace of Arnol was different from what was expected. It was not as magnificent as Alga's, but low-key and quiet. The architectural style was very similar to the Chinese Jiangnan gardens. The waterside pavilions and courtyards stood by the water, and the pavilions and towers were arranged in a strict manner, making it unique among the majestic and magnificent imperial palaces.

Jing Weisha was brought to a quiet room. The furnishings inside the room were of ancient charm, giving people a sense of ancient charm that intertwined time and space.

Arnaul lifted up his robe and sat in front of the tea table. He took off the light brain bracelet in his hand and pushed it in front of Jing Weisha, and began to make tea. "Miss Jing, please contact Admiral Hilser yourself. I am here, is it okay?"

"If I say I'm in the way, you should let me understand, right?"

Jing Weisha was sure that he would stay here and eavesdrop, otherwise he would not let her come back with him.

Arnold nodded and chuckled, "Very smart."

The tea that was boiling on the tea table soon began to give off mist, with snow-white smoke rising up and a faint fragrance filling the air.

The man's silver hair fell on the sides of his face, and his handsome face was half-hidden. His fingers, which were more beautiful than the white jade teacup on the table, held the teapot. He pressed his wrist slightly and poured the light green tea into the tea bowl in front of Jing Weisha, filling it seven-tenths full.

The movements were slow, graceful and extremely pleasing to the eye.

"Ok."

Jing Weisha picked up the bracelet, which was silver and looked like an exquisite bracelet, and was quite beautiful.

She had never touched this thing before, so she took it in her hand and studied it for a while, but there was no reaction.

"This, I don't know how to use it, can you teach me?" Jing Weisha held the bracelet and asked Arnold for advice.

"Put it on your hand first."

Jing Weisha put the bracelet on her wrist, raised her wrist, and asked, "And then?"

Arnold looked up and saw a streak of white as snow in the curling green smoke.

The silver bracelet was put on the slender wrist of the beauty, and the sleeve slid down. A soft and subtle fragrance like a gossamer mixed with the clear tea fragrance, and it easily hooked his thoughts like a curved hook.

He retracted his gaze, coughed twice, stood up and walked around Jing Weisha, leaned over, and lifted her soft wrist with his fingertips, "Do it this way first to open it."

"boom!"

There was a loud bang at the door, and a strong cool breeze blew in with a biting chill.

The loud noise startled Jing Weisha's shoulders and she shrank a little into the arms of the person behind her without noticing. She turned her head and met a pair of gloomy green eyes that could penetrate people's hearts. At that moment, the blood in her body almost froze!
The man at the door was tall and straight, with wet blond hair. The raindrops slid down the ends of his hair and onto his charmingly beautiful face.

His purple Attila jacket with gold thread wrapped around it and the pink shirt lining were completely wet. There was not a dry spot on his body. The shirt stuck to his upper body, outlining the curves of his slender figure.

The man had a fierce and intimidating look on his face, and his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with unstoppable aggression, his hostility forcibly suppressed his charming beauty.

Even though the noble Prince Alja appeared as a drowned rat, he could not conceal his cold and arrogant demeanor.

Alja kicked the door open and saw the fool who had been fooled and had not learned his lesson being held in Arnold's arms, with Arnold still holding her wrist.

It's so unintimate.

He let go of Jing Weisha, stood up and looked at Alejia, "Second brother looks very anxious, is there something urgent that you want to talk to me about? Or are you in a hurry to take your pet back? Even if it is a pet, you can't keep it by your side all the time and not give it any freedom."

A strong wind blew by, and a figure flew past, knocking down a row of screens behind.

Arnold, who was kicked away, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a mess.

Alja walked over with long legs and strode, grabbed Arnold's beautiful silver hair, and said contemptuously: "Brother, if you don't know how to respect others, I also know a little bit of boxing."

Jing Weisha just sat there blankly, watching Aljia humiliate Arnold.

The relationship between the two brothers was even worse than she thought.

And every step Aljia took left a wet footprint on the ground. She could see that he was wet all over and his clothes were dripping with water.

Is it raining so heavily outside?

Alejia turned around and said to Jing Weisha expressionlessly: "Let's go, do you still want me to treat you?"

Jing Weisha didn't dare to disobey Aljia, who was so gloomy that he looked like he wanted to kill someone. She stood up and followed Aljia out. Before leaving, she turned around and looked at Arnold apologetically.

There was no umbrella and it was raining heavily outside.

Alejia walked so fast that Jing Weisha had to jog to keep up with him.

The man walking in front suddenly stopped, and Jing Weisha was walking so fast that even after stopping, she still bumped into Alejia's back.

Jing Weisha rubbed her forehead and tried to explain: "I"

Before she could finish her sentence, Aljia turned around and said sinisterly, "Don't be in a hurry to speak. Organize your words and think carefully. Explain to me when you get back."

He took off the purple Attila jacket from his shoulders and put it on Jing Weisha, covering her head to prevent her from getting wet in the rain. He himself went back in the same way he came.

The steward looked at Alejia, who was soaked like a drowned rat and had a gloomy face, and Jing Weisha, who was wearing Alejia, and lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

It was they who didn't think highly of Miss Jing. I hope Your Highness won't be angry with them!
Fortunately, Alejia entered the palace without saying a word, and Jing Weisha followed him silently.

Alejia pushed open the bedroom door and just as he walked in, Jing Weisha followed him in.

"What are you following me for? Do you want to watch me change clothes?" the man said in a low and cold voice.

"Then I'll go out and explain to you after you change your clothes."

Jing Weisha went out specifically and closed the door. A second later, she opened the door again, took off her coat and handed it in.

"Your clothes are back to you."

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