"All right..."

At your request, Koenig went into the bathroom first.

You slowly sit up, then reach out to touch the brooch on your coat. Your hand pauses when you touch the robin.

In the end, you took it off and put it in your coat pocket.

You take off your coat, drape it over the chair, and then ask Koenig, who has just finished washing up and is walking out of the bathroom.

Do you have any extra clothes I can lend you?

Koenig paused for a moment, then nodded:

"Yes... there are."

After saying that, he walked towards the wardrobe in the room.

You thought Koenig would just hand you any of his clothes, but to your surprise, he pulled out a long dress covered in a protective film.

That's right, it's a long skirt worn by women!

You look at Koenig in surprise.

After receiving your look, Koenig immediately tried to explain himself.

"I can explain! This...this is something I bought...I bought it to give to you, but I just haven't had a chance to give it to you!"

He held the long dress in one hand and frantically grabbed your hand with the other, so nervous he could barely speak.

"It's not for other women, nor is it because I have any weird quirks! Look, the tag is still there, and the size is yours."

As he spoke, he flipped the label over to show you, and it was indeed the size that matched your height.

Your expression finally relaxed, and you took the long dress from his hand, examining it carefully.

The dress is a combination of white and gold, with a high waistline and a full skirt that starts below the chest. It features a wide, low-cut square neckline and short-sleeved puff sleeves.

The neckline and cuffs are elastic and each is adorned with a row of pearls. The skirt is divided into two layers, with an inner layer of silk and an outer layer of gauze, and the waistband and hem are decorated with patterns embroidered in gold thread.

Overall... well, how should I put it, it has a European retro style feel, and it's long and loose, so it's also very suitable to wear as a nightgown.

"It's called a Regency Dress, a long dress popular in the 18th century. Although the style is old, it's really beautiful. The first thing I thought of when I saw it was you, so I bought it."

Upon hearing this, you gave him a satisfied smile.

"Thank you, I really like it."

After saying that, you hugged your skirt and went into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he immediately met the gaze of Koenig, who had been standing at the bathroom door, staring at it.

Seeing you in the Regency dress, your hair tied up, revealing your neck and below your collarbone, he was stunned.

"princess..."

He murmured something, then reached out his hand to you...

Why have you been standing here?

You asked, puzzled, but your hand naturally rested on his outstretched hand.

Koenig, however, grabbed your hand, pulled you toward his chest, and then scooped you up in his arms.

“You don’t have any slippers, let me carry you over.”

He carried you as he walked towards the bed in the room, answering your question as he did so.

A few seconds later, you, dressed in an imperial dress, were gently laid down on his bed.

Two of the plush toys placed by the bed suddenly lunge forward unsteadily as you lie down, as if they can't wait to get closer to you.

ch.238: Don't question me like that

[Report, this is Rookie 237, I have arrived at Planet Aoao...]

A bell rang, and after a while, the melodious music stopped abruptly.

You furrow your brow slightly and slowly open your closed eyes.

Through the blurry vision, the first thing that catches the eye is two or three scattered plush toys.

Luo Ning is looking at you with its big plastic eyes and the wicked smile that stretches out from its shark teeth, as if it is radiating a silent mockery.

As your memories slowly return, you awkwardly reach out and turn its head to the other side.

But after feeling refreshed and smelling the fresh scent of the blankets, your mood improved.

Looking down, I saw the large, reddish-brown head that was always pressed against my chest, and I patted it.

"König, it's time to get up."

"Well..."

The person in your arms let out a muffled moan, then rubbed his furry head against you before looking up and meeting your gaze.

Those blue eyes were full of fatigue, and even the area around them seemed to be shrouded in a faint darkness.

"Princess, please don't leave."

His strong arms are wrapped tightly around you, unwilling to let go.

You replied helplessly, "No, I have my main course today."

After Keegan leaves, it will be Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Due to the transfer and holidays, your main classes will be temporarily suspended for two days.

But today you need to attend class, and it's also the first day your new instructors are teaching you, so you can't be late or ask for leave.

Koenig was deeply disappointed and responded with dissatisfaction in his clear, husky voice:

"Damn my major subject! I hate it!"

His tone was angry, but also weary.

You ruffled his hair and laughed, "How come you're still so tired? Are all those muscles and your size fake?"

Koenig hummed: "I was exhausted after a long day yesterday, and I still had to carry you around to clean and change the sheets. I didn't get to rest until very late."

There was a hint of grievance in his tone, as if he were accusing you of not understanding him and making fun of him.

Upon learning the reason and his grievances, you immediately felt compassion for him.

Holding his head and gently rubbing it, I soothed him with words:

"Very good, very good. You've worked so hard. Now you can continue to rest."

After being coaxed, Koenig immediately took advantage of the situation.

“Princess, praise is not enough; a reward is also necessary.”

They say people who know how to be charming have the best lives. Upon hearing this, you immediately smiled and placed a gentle kiss on his star-studded cheek.

Just then, your phone rang again.

You gently push his muscular frame away from your embrace, then get up from the warm bed.

Wearing a short-sleeved imperial dress, you feel a chill on your arms and quickly grab the coat from the chair and put it on.

Then you open your phone, and sure enough, there are messages from Blizzard urging you, as well as from Vita, since she's in your party.

At Koenig's suggestion, you put on the shoes he bought to match your dress, and then found a bag to put the cheongsam and high heels you had changed out of in the bathroom the night before.

You definitely can't wear the cheongsam anymore, otherwise if other people see that you haven't changed your clothes all night, they'll definitely know.

After saying goodbye to Koenig, who was huddled in bed, you picked up your bag and hurriedly left.

After going out, you are extremely glad that you have new clothes to wear, because it is the time when your morning exercise ends and you have met many people along the way.

You carried the bag, greeted them from a distance, and then hurried back to the dormitory.

"A little squirrel?"

The familiar voice sends chills down your spine and makes you feel guilty.

You hugged the bag tighter, making sure it completely covered your low-cut neckline, and then raised your hand to gather your loose hair in front of you before slowly turning around.

"Kruger, what a coincidence."

Kruger raised his hand and gently rubbed his head, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"I drank too much with Nicoto last night, sorry I ignored you."

When a man's competitive spirit kicks in, he can easily get stuck on something. Last night, the two of them got completely drunk, and their teammates had to carry them back.

This caused him to have a severe headache when he woke up in the morning. He went to the medical room to get some hangover medicine and then ran into you on his way back.

You shook your head: "It's okay, I left a long time ago."

Recalling last night's experience, your eyes instinctively look away, not wanting to meet his gaze.

Kruger suddenly stopped rubbing his head, his tired eyes instantly turning sharp, and he looked at you with a furrowed brow.

What are you holding in your arms?

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and moved closer to you.

After hesitating for a few seconds between retreating and standing still, you decide to confront it head-on.

He walked up to you, opened one side of the bag with one hand, and saw that familiar red fabric.

This action also naturally removes the bag from your chest, revealing the scenery that was originally hidden by the bag, as well as the star-like marks on the scenery.

"Oh..."

His voice, hoarse from a hangover, let out a very low laugh.

Then came his languid yet dangerous question:

Who is it? Tell me.

You take a step back, lower your eyes, and reply, "It was my consent."

Kruger scoffed, "Very good, very good..."

His brown eyes were fixed on you, but he was calmly analyzing the situation.

"The Regency dress from the Napoleonic era, by process of elimination. It's not just me and Nicholas; Zimo and the American don't have that kind of aesthetic. Besides, the American is gone, and that British guy's taste wasn't that open-minded. So... Koenig?"

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