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It is the soil on which ambitions grow, and power and wealth are the catalysts. For the first time, Claire felt that he might be able to go one step further, for example, thinking about the more special position.

He always thought his father was a coward, but now it seems that the coward is himself. Although his father's ability is not very strong, at least his soul is brave and full of force.

Back in the manor, Claire found his mother and looked at this slightly-skinned but already old-fashioned woman. There was a tenderness in his eyes: "Mother, I want to ask, grandma and grandma, they What is his identity? "

"They're just ordinary merchants." The woman's face had a slight shame: "I know what you're thinking, why can I, the merchant's daughter, marry your father, and he has only one woman in my life? I don't know too well, so I can only be regarded as your father. He really loves me. "

Looking at the mother with a sweet smile and a touch of nostalgia and sorrow, he felt that the mother was a illegitimate daughter of the king, but it was better to keep it secret.

Leave her a little more happy time.

"Yeah, my father is really good to you." Claire smiled and said, "During the time when I was sick, my mother worked hard."

The woman wondered why her son had to say this. In the past, his son did not like to show his feelings.

But in any case, harmony between loved ones is ultimately a good thing, and she didn't delve deeper.

After a few more casual conversations, Claire returned to his room, he refused the maid's service, and lay alone on the bed, turning to look at the night sky outside.

I do not know when the dark clouds have dispersed and a bright moon hangs in the sky, shining on the earth.

Knowing his true identity, his father's forbearance, and Earl Billy's true attitude, Claire felt that the heavy stone pressed on him had disappeared when he disappeared.

Maybe, I can really do something.

He thought about it, turned over the expensive blank paper, and wrote down his vision and plans for the future.

Unconsciously, it was already dawn, but Claire still didn't feel sleepy. Instead, he felt a bit hungry and was trying to get someone to bring breakfast. Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The steward came in, saluted first, and then said solemnly: "Master, Prince Bowens sent someone over and said that you should come over immediately."

Claire froze for a moment, then understood something, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he went to the manor where the prince was, before he came in, he heard the prince roaring inside.

"You guys are all idiots and waste. Everyone else came into my room and made me look like this, and you didn't react at all. Are you going to take my head away, and you are happy? ! "

Claire was a little weird. The door was open. He went in and saw Prince Bowens at first glance. Then his mouth grew big and he almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to stop himself Smile.

But because of this, his cheeks twitched. After all, it is quite difficult to hold back a laugh.

Prince Bowens wore a shiny bald head, turned his face, looked at Claire, and shouted angrily: "If you want to laugh, laugh, don't be so uncomfortable."

At this time Claire had calmed down, he said angrily, "Who did it, and who did it, Your Royal Highness? Tell me, I will help you kill him immediately."

"What if I said it was done by the Pope?" Bowens said vaguely.

Clayton smiled awkwardly.

After taking a few deep breaths, Prince Bowens sat down and waved away the little bosses responsible for the security of the manor. Finally, he poured himself a little white powder, put it on the paper, and held it up. I sniffed there.

When the powder was in the nose, the prince sighed intoxicatedly, then opened his eyes and said, "Claire, if I let you find a way to kill Celia, would you like to?"

Claire knew what was going on, but he still pretended to be surprised and said, "Prince, didn't you just say that you are becoming more and more interested in her yesterday, and you want her to be your princess?"

"A daredevil and uncontrolled woman, I dare not want it." The prince touched his bald head, and was even more resentful in his heart. He knew that starting today, he was even more of a joke among nobles, and he did not know other people in the future How would he laugh at him in private.

Claire was a little happy, more admired, and he felt more and more that Celia was a good woman, not even the princess. If the ordinary aristocratic woman knew it was unlikely, she would definitely try it.

Would she be queen if she became a king?

In Claire's mind, the thought suddenly came up, and then he felt his lips dry and looked at the prince's eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I ask you, would you like to find a way to kill her?"

Claire thought for a while and said embarrassedly, "His Royal Highness Prince Bowens, she has saved my life."

"Forget it, forget it. You know you're useless." The prince waved anxiously: "Get out."

Claire walked out of the door with a charming smile, then his face grew colder.

In the North County Abbey, Beta looked at Monica with a funny look: "I didn't expect you to be so naughty that you have shaved the prince's head."

"Don't be lazy." Monica first invited me with a smile ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and then sneered vaguely: "This way I can vent my anger and warn the useless one His Royal Highness, I can remove his head at any time. "

Beta is quite certain of Monica's approach. In this case, killing the prince is a very bad choice. Although he was a fleeing prince, after all, it is a symbol of the royal family. If he died in the hands of Monica, it would not only make Monica a target of public criticism, but also make the already turbid 'water' even more like Like mud.

"I think those archbishops, after hearing the news, should start to sit still."

Sure enough, as soon as Beta's voice fell, a guard from the temple came to report, saying that several archbishops had united and asked Monica to come over.

"They panicked." Holding the invitation, Monica waved proudly.

"It was panic and pressure, and wanted to unite to give you pressure." Beta stood up. "I'll go with you to protect you. Lest they fight hard."

"Really?" Monica's eyes flashed with clear light. "Are you worried about me?"