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Chapter 78: My Prince (7)

Song Zhishu blushed: No, no, I don't do lesbian stuff.

"Princess... I'm so sorry, Princess..." Avi couldn't utter a single word before bursting into tears.

"What's wrong, my dear?" Song Zhishu felt a pang of pity seeing her crying so hard, even though her current situation might require more pity than hers: "Did someone bully you?"

"No...no..." She sobbed for a long time before finally raising her head, her eyes red and swollen. "It's...it's because Mudeya came to see me again today...Princess, I really didn't mean to be with him. He insisted on making me his personal maid, and I didn't want to go...Waaah..."

Song Zhishu: Holy crap, this awful, disgusting smell!

She comforted her, "Okay, okay, listen to me, be okay, don't cry, why are you crying?" Although she herself really wanted to cry.

"You don't want to go?!"

Avril nodded without hesitation, which put Song Zhishu in a difficult position. Her task was to win over the male supporting character, and if the female lead stayed with her, it would definitely affect the plot development, and her path to winning her over would become even more unattainable.

If we let her go...

Song Zhishu thought of Edel's icy expression and couldn't help but shiver. Looking at Avril's submissive appearance, she made up her mind, patted her shoulder, and said with a determined look in her eyes, "Darling, believe me, watch how this princess saves you face. Where is he?"

"Having breakfast with Her Majesty the Queen in the hall."

"Hel me up!"

Mudeya sat upright, his deep green eyes, recalling the little girl's exasperated look, shifted from calm and collected to full of smiles, bringing a touch of life to his originally lifeless face. His handsome features made the little maid beside him blush and her heart race, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Prince, do you have any objections to this marriage alliance?" The king frowned, looking coldly at Mudya who was eating heartily, feeling displeased.

He sneered inwardly. What a spineless coward! Not only did he ruin this marriage agreement that concerned the interests of both nations, but he also publicly admitted to being a lowly servant, and now he even has the audacity to freeload here.

Where's your face?

"No." Mudeya smiled slightly and elegantly wiped his mouth. "I am very grateful to have met my soulmate. Thank God, this time I have gained a lot."

"..."

King: I really want to send my regards to your whole family.

He tapped his heavy cane, indicating his displeasure: "Does the prince mean that we should pay the price of a rift between our two nations for a mere maid?" "Hmph, what price is that? I'll just take my maid to another safe place." He replied without batting an eye.

"..." mmp.

Just as the king was about to lose his temper, a clear and melodious female voice rang out: "Prince Mudeya is truly laughable. Anyone with a brain wouldn't speak so ingeniously." The voice wasn't loud, but it was just right, yet it made Mudeya's face turn pale and then green.

Although he didn't know what a genius was, it didn't sound like a rare or unusual term.

Mudeya raised his eyes and looked at the girl as she gracefully approached with a gloomy expression.

She wore a heavy Western-style dress, the layers of patterns accentuating her petite and delicate figure. Her exquisite face was lightly made up, making her irresistibly charming. The heavy headdress on her head was not superfluous, but rather the icing on the cake, making her look like an angel descended from heaven.

Okay, he admitted that someone like that was indeed worthy of marrying him.