Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

"My name is Aurora Norton, and my father is Viscount Oliver Norton of Windwhispering Country!"

As soon as Yasha finished speaking, Bai Yue asked in surprise.

"Norton? Aunt Ye, do you know someone named Olivia Norton..."

Before she could finish her words, the other party was involuntarily stunned and his expression froze.

"Olivia Norton? Isn't that the Regent of Windwhispering Kingdom?"

"Huh? Prince Regent, Grandpa Mo, who are these confidantes of yours?"

Bai Yue forced a wry smile helplessly, then threw a question to the other party.

"Aunt Ye, your last name also contains Norton. Could it be that you and the Regent are related?"

"...Our family is just a branch of a branch. Compared to this noble lady, we are just ordinary ants!"

When Yasha said this, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth in self-mockery and let out a chuckle.

"My father has always loved mechanical inventions. He said that with these, the people of our territory can live a more prosperous life!"

"But one day, the Vatican guards took my father away... Those bastards said that what he made was blasphemous..."

At this moment, the other person's eyes were burning with ferocious fire, as if he wanted to tear those enemies who framed her father into pieces one by one.

"Later, all of our family's property was confiscated by the Vatican, and it was with the help of my butler that I escaped and boarded a ship bound for other countries!"

"So your family..."

"My mother died while giving birth to me, and my father... my father..."

When Yasha said this, tears quietly rolled down his face. Baiyue hurried forward and patted him on the back.

"Auntie Ye, please accept my condolences. This person cannot die..."

"No, Dad is still alive, but he's almost dead..."

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"He became the bishop of our territory and a pawn of the Vatican..."

The other person had a smile on his lips, but in Bai Yue's eyes, that smile was filled with unspeakable bitterness.

"Aunt Ye, did you go back to Fengyu Country later?"

"Yes, after I drifted to the Wulin Alliance, I was adopted by the leader. At that time, I practiced martial arts desperately, just wanting to go back and save my father!"

"When I saw him in his bishop's robe, I knew my father was dead, completely dead..."

Yasha stared into the empty air, and Bai Yue seemed to catch the subtle echo of her collapsing faith in this silence.

"Aunt Ye, maybe your father has some difficulties, he just..."

"Okay, Xiaoyue, you don't have to comfort me anymore. Look, I'm living a happy life now, right?"

"Here I can do whatever I want, without the constraints of the Church or those boring aristocratic etiquette!"

The other person was playing with the clock in his hand while laughing. At this moment, Luosha walked into the room leisurely.

"Well, Yasha, how's your martial arts training going?"

"Oh, I've discovered that Xiaoyue is a genius. She can recite any martial arts by heart after reading it once!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the books piled on the side. Those were the martial arts secrets she had stolen or robbed while wandering around various sects over the years.

"Well, besides this, what else is there? Didn't you say you would teach her the palm technique? Can she break this palm now?"

Before the other party finished speaking, he reached out and picked up a warm teacup on the table.

"I could smash it to pieces..."

Bai Yue muttered to herself in her heart, then spoke to the two of them with a little shyness.

"Aunt Ye, Aunt Luo, I'm sorry. It's all because of my stupidity that I let you down!"

"Hey, Xiaoyue, you can't say that. There's no such thing as a perfect person in this world. If there really is such a person, then they're not far from being finished!"

"Uh, Aunt Ye, are you cursing me?"

Just as Bai Yue was silently complaining in her heart, Luosha suddenly smiled and comforted her softly.

"Yes, Xiaoyue, don't be too sad even if you don't have the talent for martial arts. After all, you have the Nine Sun Mysterious Veins. When the time comes, the young man you will commit yourself to will become a martial arts overlord. No one will dare to bully you!"

"Does this mean I should be the woman behind a successful man?"

"That's not right. Doesn't Aunt Luo hate my master, whom I've never met, to the core? How can she tolerate Ayi's martial arts progress..."

She was surprised, a hint of temptation crept up to her lips, and she opened her mouth softly.

"Aunt Luo, isn't our master the unfaithful man you're talking about? Do you really not mind my junior brother..."

"That's the grudge between me and Zhuang Xiaoye. What does it have to do with you youngsters? And if I really took my anger out on you, would you still be standing here enjoying the good food and drinks?"

Luosha smiled lightly and playfully touched Baiyue's forehead with his fingertips.

"Oh, that's fine. This way, even if I run away, I won't have any psychological burden!"

At this time, Yasha's face was a little gloomy. After she coughed lightly, she pulled Baiyue and walked out the door.

"Hey, Xiaoyue, didn't you promise to make me a singing nightingale? Come on, take a look at what materials you need, and let's go out and do some shopping!"

Yasha's expression flickered. She cleared her throat, coughed dryly, and then without saying anything, she took the other person's hand and walked out the door.

"Auntie Ye, do you have something to say to me?"

Inside the carriage, Bai Yue's gaze fell on Yasha, only to see his fingertips dancing as he kept playing with the exquisite round fan in his hand.

"..."

The other party remained silent, only the round fan in his hand swayed gently.

"Actually, Luosha may have a small misunderstanding about what happened back then..."

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Although Bai Yue had a vague premonition in his heart, he remained calm and asked calmly.

"Actually... the place she hid in back then wasn't the one Zhuang Xiaoye mentioned. It was just a coincidence that a few incense masters accidentally found that place!"

When Yaksha said this, he couldn't help but sigh heavily, as if he had thousands of words piled up in his heart.