Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"We obviously have a gate, so we just need to come out from it. What is the purpose of such a secret path?"

Avro thought carefully for a long time and finally asked,

"The orphanage was built with Father Morton's money. It has been in existence for more than ten years. I heard that it was originally intended to be a manor, but in the end it was abandoned. It is a remnant of the construction at that time."

Grace's eyes were lowered, and the expression on her face was unusually serious.

"Then the dean knows that you - know about the existence of this secret passage?"

"I know, she doesn't shy away from it, and sometimes she often goes out through this secret passage..."

"yes……?"

Grace looked at the slightly blackened traces of dryness on the seam of the wall, and the ominous premonition in her heart made her frowning brows unable to let go for a long time.

"Is it my illusion?"

165. It’s impossible for everyone to like Grace, right?

"What is the illusion?"

Avro dog approached furtively, and she deliberately kept her distance at an ambiguous distance where the hem of her skirt was extremely close, "Are you scared?"

Even through the dim light, you can clearly see the uncontrollable pride on Avro's face, like a big golden retriever whose tail is wagging around him in an annoying way.

Grace did not intend to tell Avro about the blood stains found in the secret passage.

After all, with Afro's personality and her love for the orphanage, she would never give up, and she didn't have much time.

Yes, although Victoria told herself not to go anywhere, she didn't act so harshly.

I could still drive the coachman and get out of the palace smoothly, just like a formality to see what I wanted to do.

However, Grace never worried about the consequences.

"No."

Grace cast a cold glare, then turned around and strode towards the end of the corridor without stopping.

She has already suffered a loss from the perverted nun, and now she will not give Afro any response.

"Then what misunderstanding is there...?"

The empty corridor echoed with Avro's questioning voice.

Dong-dong-dong, followed by the sound of Avro following up eagerly with small steps. She muttered quietly and aggrievedly,

"Why are you walking so fast? I won't eat you..."

"Ah……"

Grace didn't know why she let out a disdainful, rebuttal sneer, coming from the inside out, and she couldn't even control her expression.

In the dim darkness, someone's white and slender hand, as an uninvited guest, quietly and gently invaded the girl's arms.

But this time there was no strong resistance, just like some kind of silent acquiescence.

"Um??"

This time, didn’t Grace throw away...?

Avro's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the girl's delicate and immature profile with some disbelief, her expression still cold.

The cold wind is blowing, and then spring comes.

It seems that Grace has accepted her behavior...

Avro suddenly understood, and his walking steps became brisk.

But at the same time, a new question also arises. What caused Grace to change like this?

Probably because of confession...

The empty and dark environment can make the moment more ambiguous.

Avro whispered softly. She was full of expectation, like a child casting bait in the lake, hoping to get a response. She whispered into Grace's small ears,

"I really like Grace."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, and even the steps stopped. The double score was about to sink Grace's three-dimensional defense.

Using the same strength as throwing a shot put, she pulled out Avro's arm that had finally been tamed. Grace clicked on her boots and moved forward alone without even looking back.

At the same time, he left a sentence without mercy, "I don't care if you like me. If you want to follow me, just shut up and stop talking."

Avro's eyes lit up, and now he completely found the reason for Grace's softness, but it seemed that he was at a bit of a disadvantage...

——Grace's slender arms retracted in a particularly alert manner, and her footsteps were windy, as if a beast was chasing her.

Compared with the sense of security when the arms were intertwined... now my arms are particularly empty.

But there has been a breakthrough!What don't you care about...you want to die if you obviously care about it, okay?

With his mind wandering, Avro lifted up his skirt, sped up, and chased after her with a curved mouth.

Her Highness Grace's self-esteem today is also very cute.

……

The secret passage is not long, about 200 meters.

Such a long and narrow tunnel would require a lot of effort. If it weren't for its existence... Grace would never be able to figure it out.

However, the end of the secret passage is connected to an ordinary wooden partition. You need to climb stairs to go up. Outside the stairs is an inconspicuous double-decker flat on the street.

Avro is very dishonest, and his head seems to be possessed by some kind of salty middle-aged weirdo.

Even when climbing the stairs, she shamelessly pushed her butt...

Grace was so angry that she threw her muddy gloves on the face of Afro who climbed up the stairs.

But Avro's expression... always made Grace feel like it was a reward for her.

Not only did she not show any signs of anger, she carefully hid the lace gloves in her pocket, squinted her eyes with a smile and said,

"Have you calmed down?"

Completely perverted trembling m...

Grace lowered her eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to her. She simply looked at the surrounding environment.

The place where we are now is the stables in the flat courtyard. On the left is a low, classical Rhine courtyard surrounded by wooden fences. The main door of the room is firmly blocked by a rusty lock.

The feeding trough was covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one had been there for a long time.

The wooden double-sliding door was shaky, as if it might fall down at any time amid the noise on the street.

"Okay, right out the door is Shenlu Street. Go straight along the street and there will be some civilian markets. If you pass by, you can take a look, okay?"

Avro asked flatteringly while stroking her skirt.

"No, there is no time."

Grace shook her head and looked up at the noon sun, which was a little dazzling.

"Immediately go to find the carriage, go to the Francis family to find Nora, and then go to the Royal Opera House to find Miss Doris. If there is time... go see if there is any suitable store."

Grace remembered something in a daze, and looked at Avro with slightly bright eyes.

"By the way, didn't you say you found one for me? Tell me about the situation."

When the nun who was originally happy heard the names of those two people, she subconsciously frowned like a child having a tantrum for no reason.

"Go find them...?"

Grace's eyebrows twitched slightly and reminded: "The focus is wrong."

The expression on Avro's face was mixed. She raised her eyebrows happily at first, but then pursed her lips, her delicate nose wrinkled slightly, and finally nodded in agreement,

"It wasn't the point in the first place, the point should be me."

"Yes!—the shop!"

Grace's cheeks twitched, and she immediately corrected her in a long tone.

Avro glanced at her, and Grace had a stern face again, just like the most harsh, cold, and stoic nuns in the school.

Well...actually, only I know the true face of Her Royal Highness!

Her skin is delicate and easy to red, her body can tremble, her ears are soft, her breathing is pleasant, and her heart under the slightly raised bud is also very soft and kind.

Another point is that Grace also likes herself very much, and all the indulgence and shyness are the answers.

Can't Grace always be alone in her life?A person should have basic social interaction.

Avro's toes tapped lightly on the ground, and her heart suddenly became enlightened - there would be no problem even if she went to meet other people.

It's impossible for everyone to like Her Highness Grace so much that they go crazy, right?