Claire was confused and returned to the manor chaotically. Prince Bowens was sitting in the parlour with two delicate gold wine glasses in front. When he saw Claire, he smiled, and his smile was as bright as the sun.

"How is the result?"

"She refused."

Two simple answers did cool Prince Bowens's smile. He frowned, feeling a little weird: "Why?"

"She said, you are not qualified."

Because of his chaotic relationship, Claire subconsciously told the truth. If it is normal, he will consider the vocabulary and try to be euphemistic rather than direct. After speaking, Claire realized that it was wrong.

But the words have been exported, and it is too late to change their minds.

Prince Bowens's smile was gone. Although it seemed calm on the surface, the wine glass he was holding was shaking slightly, and there was a faint blue vein on his wrist. He sighed and suppressed the anger in his heart, asking: "Selia, really say that?"

At this time, Claire's mentality also turned back, and many people were sober. He knew he had said something wrong, but now he can only continue to admit it. After all, this is indeed the case, not his fabrication.

It was only in his heart that he felt sorry for Celia, thinking that he was not an invisible betrayal.

He sighed and said, "She did say that."

"She told me what she said."

Claire was a little hesitant. He thought those words were very hurting, and he didn't know if Prince Bowens could bear it.

Bowens seemed to see his embarrassment, and he slowly said, "Say, I'd love to hear what she thinks of me."

Claire looked at Bowens and found that there was really no anger on his face. After thinking about it, he felt that even if he didn't tell him now, after he left, he could still send someone to inquire. There were a lot of people around at the time, and these words would surely spread slowly. It was not difficult to find out.

With this in mind, Claire lowered her eyebrows and raised it after thinking about the meeting, saying, "Hi Royal Prince, I hope you don't blame Celia after listening, he may have been persecuted a little recently."

Bowens gently tapped the glass with his right hand, and the glass was buzzing and crunching, "You say it."

Sooner or later, Claire slowly told the story, and Celia's words did not increase or decrease.

After listening, Bowen's smile became a bit twisted, and he could see that he was desperately suppressing the anger in his heart. After a while, his expression calmed down: "This evaluation is very interesting, this woman is really different. Claire, I increasingly want to marry Celia as a princess, you have no opinion."

Claire gave a slightly embarrassing smile: "Only a good woman like Celia is worthy of it."

Bowens laughed, and the anger just now seemed completely gone. He said to Claire: "If you find some time tomorrow, take some jewellery to see Celia, and say that I appreciate her more and more. And tell her that from tomorrow on, no one can 'touch' him, especially It's Li Lin. Um ... when it comes to Li Lin, let him come back and stay in my woman's temple forever, like anything. "

Claire smiled indifferently.

Bowens waved and asked Claire to leave. Although there was nothing special in the expression of the other side, the latter felt that he was a fly that was waved away by others.

Not at all, even a little bored.

When Claire walked out of the room, he felt that he had an illusion. Because according to this period of time, he feels that Prince Bowens should be a good person, and a corporal corporal.

This attitude should not appear, my own illusion.

But then, Billy ’s words not long ago echoed in his ears: ‘You just look at people and you do n’t deserve to fight me! ’

Do you really not see people?

Claire thought about it for a long time, and came home thinking about it. Finally he rubbed his face and said to the housekeeper, "Help me prepare the carriage, I'm going to Count Billy's manor."

The housekeeper was horrified: "Master, what are you thinking? But that wants to kill your enemy!"

"If he wanted to harm me, I might have died." Claire remembered what Count Billy had said, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm still a 'backer' now, as long as Celia doesn't give up on me, I should I can live a little longer. "

The steward didn't listen to what his master said. But he understood the determination on the young master's face. He bowed his head slightly and sighed, "Master, as you wish."

At the same time, in North County Abbey.

Beta was sitting in a chair, and opposite him, Monica was sitting on the bed, cross-legged, as if she didn't care if she was exposed to spring.

"I scolded Bowens just now, and I was in a bad mood." She smiled and said with a smile: "Now I finally know why the women in the Cavaliers like to reprimand those big men with righteousness. It turned out to be so comfortable. "

Monica's expression was cheerful and happy, and even the gloomy temperament she had been covering her body had been reduced.

Beta asked strangely, "Prince, isn't this good? Why don't you follow the past? Once you succeed, fight less for decades."

Monica gave him an indifferent look: "Why don't I want to follow, don't you know?"

Beta was awkward. He could guess a little, but he wasn't sure. A creature like a woman has an elusive temperament, and even Sherry, who is gentle and considerate, occasionally plays a small temper. And Monica, who is moody, unpredictable, and extremely complex in nature, is even more afraid to guess.

After all, ‘TA likes me’, but one of the three illusions in life.

Monica looked embarrassed at Beta, but looked slightly distressed. Her mood was a little sour, and she was secretly annoyed that the man didn't understand the style and the woman's heart.

But at the same time, she also regretted it. She knew that at this time, she would have such a relationship with him. He shouldn't have behaved so fiercely in France at first, so that he still had a sense of alertness to himself. If it ’s ‘mild’ like Salsa and Mu Lin, maybe he ’s already pressing himself on the bed.

It is a pity that there is nothing to regret in this world.

With such a long time together, she was seduced from time to time, and she could see that, in fact, Beta's desire-desire was very strong, but she usually held it with strong mental power.

In the past, she felt that her body must have a sufficient price to send her virginity out. But now, she feels that such a thing is an insult to herself, and an insult to Beta.

So when he heard the rumor of Prince Bowens, Monica was so excited and angry.

Beta looked at Monica's grieving little eyes, and her heart trembled. He knew that if she continued to do so, the atmosphere would become very ambiguous and rather unpleasant. He quickly turned the topic and asked, "What do you think now after scolding the prince?"

"He wants me to be a part of the aristocracy." Monica sneered, apparently not having a good opinion of Prince Bowens: "But I wanted to empty the gloves of the white wolf, and didn't want to pay any benefits, so I said something about the princess Bitch. Oh, he really treats everyone as a fool. "

Indeed, Beta also felt that Prince Bowens had the idea. A strong thug is still a big beauty. As long as she is in the house, she can defend the enemy from the outside, she can relieve the boredom inside, and can even slightly weaken the strength of the Temple of Life and reduce her reputation. The uncertain Queen's seat was passed.

If successful, this is definitely the best deal for Prince Bowens to grow.

"So, what do you plan to do next?"

"Since he doesn't respect me and treat me as an idiot, then why should I care about him. It shouldn't be like this if I look down on people. Tonight's plan is cancelled, and I decided to go to his estate."

Monica smiled coquettishly, with a little killing in her eyes.

A fleeing prince, what about killing it? If necessary, she can succeed even her brother and sister, not to mention an outsider.

But Beta said: "He can't die for the time being, can he break the situation, and find the two girls, the power of the royal family is necessary."

"I know. Just give him a little surprise." After a little silence, Monica looked at Beta, with a hesitant expression on his face: "Do you really think that the two girls need to be found? It's been so many days ... "

Beta sighed: "Do everything you can and let it be destined. Otherwise, you won't be upset."

In fact, if he uses his power, for example, as a pope of wealth god, to carry out diplomatic pressure across the border, it is likely to find these two girls.

The problem is that it costs too much. There is a lot of money to be paid, as well as damage to the reputation of wealth theology.

Wealth theology is not his own sect ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It involves the interests and future of tens of millions of people. He cannot let the theology lose a lot of benefits for two girls who are not related to the wealth theology. .

If he did, he would not be able to confess to other congregations, or to Woking, Shirley.

Therefore, even big men are sometimes involuntary.

Count Billy's study.

Looking curiously at the young man in front of him, Billy's mature face with a little doubt: "You actually rushed to my site, and your courage became very bold. Afraid I would kill you? "

"You said, as long as Celia still finds me useful, you won't kill me."

Billy chuckled and didn't answer.

Claire's expression was a little shameful, and he seemed to be a little humiliated. He spoke very hard: "This time I came to ask your Excellency, you don't seem to be optimistic about Prince Bowens. Why?"