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Chapter 98: My Prince (27)

Naturally, Edel did not comply with Song Zhishu's wish to follow her to her room to play the flower hand game. In his eyes, this was inexplicable and even a little difficult.

Song Zhishu was unhappy. She followed him all the way, chattering on and on about the techniques of the flower hand gesture. Edel didn't show any emotional fluctuation, but his pace slowed down unnaturally, as if he was afraid that the girl behind him wouldn't be able to keep up.

[You two look like father and daughter.] The little white dumpling took a sip of hot water. [You're still a silly girl like you.]

“I think we’re like loving siblings.” Song Zhishu frowned, dissatisfied with Bai Tuanzi’s statement. He snatched the cup from Bai Tuanzi’s hand and splashed it in his face, then smiled slightly: “I hope you’ll speak a little better next time.” Being strict with children is the greatest love you can give them.

As fate would have it, Edel's little follower approached. He clearly noticed something was amiss between the two, and frowned almost imperceptibly. He discreetly stepped aside from them and gave a distant curtsy: "Greetings, Princess."

Song Zhishu didn't quite understand what he was doing, so she could only nod reluctantly. Before she could say anything, the man turned to Eder with a gloomy expression and said something. Eder's expression grew worse and worse until he stared at her coldly, his gaze so cold and ruthless that it was as if he were looking at a dead object.

Song Zhishu was startled. She took a step forward timidly, but Edel turned and left, leaving only his proud back.

Humble, helpless and weak

She looked at Phos, puzzled, but Phos only gave her a warning glare before quickly following in Edel's footsteps.

Song Zhishu felt like she couldn't breathe. She panicked and said, "White dumpling, white dumpling, this guy doesn't like Edel, does he?" [You're overthinking it.] White dumpling gave a fake smile.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but was curious about what the two of them had said that made Edel look like that, so she secretly followed them.

Edel was probably genuinely angry; he didn't even notice Song Zhishu eavesdropping outside. His face was cold as he questioned, "What did you mean by telling me to be on my guard?"

Phos quickly explained, "Your Highness, I only spoke up to remind you because I noticed the atmosphere between you two was tense. With such thorough preparations, if something goes wrong here..."

"Enough!" Edel slammed the teacup on the ground, sending a chill down Song Zhishu's spine from outside.

"I will not fall in love with her." He said each word clearly, his eyes red, as if he were speaking to no one in particular.

“Prince,” Fass said, also dissatisfied, “Perhaps you haven’t noticed, but the atmosphere between you two is clearly…”

“Fass,” Edel said calmly, “I ask you not to overstep your bounds.”

His gaze was cold and unwavering: "I never loved her from beginning to end, I never had any affection for her, I loathe her, I feel disgusted every second I'm around her, I hate her smile. I won't ruin the plan for the day after tomorrow, because I will definitely overthrow this country with my own hands..." Edelton paused: "Including her."

His eyes lingered on Phos's dazed gaze, and he laughed freely and unrestrainedly: "Are you satisfied now?"

she does not know……

Song Zhishu covered her ears; she didn't know if Fass was satisfied, and she didn't want to know.

Isn't this an agreement?

Wasn't this agreed upon?

She remembers, she'll remember for the rest of her life.

The princess is someone I will protect for the rest of my life, so naturally I wouldn't, and certainly wouldn't, harm you.