Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

La Furia winked cutely, and Rope was a little moved by her playful appearance.

It seems that I haven't been looking for this silver princess for a while. The former young girl is growing up, in all aspects...

Luo Pei picked up the black tea in his hand and took a sip.

"I will go to Aldikia in person after a while, and bring Jiada Kukokan and Xia Yin with me."

"Really?!"

The Silver Queen was a little overjoyed.

She stroked her palms, and the smile on her face grew brighter.

"That's great! It's our greatest honor that you are willing to visit Aldikia again! I'm going to inform my father and mother, and I will definitely organize the most lively and beautiful reception banquet for you!"

"I hate overly exaggerated battles."

"The Lihawain family won't let you down."

After speaking, La Furia seemed to remember something and asked again.

"Lord Rope, have you made Xia Yin your bride?"

"Cough cough."

The topic changed so quickly that Rope almost spit out the black tea in his mouth.

He wiped his mouth gracefully and looked at the silver-haired princess in the video, thinking that this girl is really open-mouthed and dares to say anything.

"...Do you want to compete with your aunt in the same bed?"

"I didn't say that. Is this your own idea, Lord God?"

Raphael nodded his chin.

"Xia Yinjiang has stayed with you for a long time. Although you are her caregiver now, there is still some anxiety in the child's heart that will cause you trouble. Why not just turn Xia Yinjiang into you. What about the bride? So that child can feel at ease."

"The high-sounding reason can't cover up your intention to sell your aunt."

"Hey, have you been exposed?"

Queen Silver stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"There's nothing I can do. As the eldest daughter of the emperor, I have to stay in the country of Ardikia, and I can't serve you all the time. There is a time limit to pampering this kind of thing. If you are tired of me and me because of alienation Aldikia, then it's really too late for me to cry."

"You, you have really grown up..."

Rope shook his head.

"The little girl who was sitting in the garden and admiring my novels was also drenched in politics like this..."

La Furia stopped smiling and asked seriously.

"Then do you hate me like this?"

She has long regarded herself as a witch relying on the gods, serving the gods, feeling the gods, and turning everything about the gods into the supreme creed.

If the gods hated her like this, La Furia would definitely change her concept of dealing with others.

"How can I hate it, it's just an inevitable result of time passing on humans." Rope said easily.

"Just keep yourself. Those useless foreign objects are just the icing on the cake for the glory that you will set foot on in the future. Don't overwhelm the guest."

"Yes."

La Fulia bowed her head.

"But you really didn't take action against Xia Yin-chan? That child should be quite to your taste, right? It's like a blank piece of paper, just dye your own color..."

"How long are you going to continue this topic?"

Rope was speechless.

La Fulia is a fanatical haremist, he has long known that.

After all, she once said, "In the capacity of Lord Rope, at least [-] girls with outstanding appearances must serve, right?" This kind of words, the princess's love concept can be distorted after the royal education and touching the glory of the gods.

But Yase Natsuyin is her real aunt.

The reason why Luo Pei never took action against Xia Yin was that the holy lady was too pure and she couldn't bear it, and that she was thinking of La Furia's mood, but instead she started to instigate him.

"I will consider this matter myself, so don't worry about it."

"Well, it looks like I'm overthinking it."

La Furia shook her long silver hair and said with a smile.

"With your personality, I'm afraid I'll be able to see Xia Yin-chan and you in the bedroom soon... Your trip to Ardikia, I'm looking forward to it?"

The communication was hung up, and Luo Pei shook his head helplessly with a smile.

It was these girls with different personalities that allowed him to maintain a high interest in it.

"Ask, do you want another cup of black tea, master?"

Astarut stood in the doorway, holding a steaming silver teapot in his hand.

"No, you can drink it yourself."