Reject me, you damn woman.

Historia recalled the appearance of her elder sister in her memory and subconsciously glanced at Lin En.

Sometimes, the eldest sister would occasionally give her the same feeling as Lin En, which made her unable to describe it.

"Student Lin En is also a good person!"

Elena smiled faintly.

Surprisingly, Historia did not refute, but turned her head away and responded softly.

"Okay, no more small talk."

Lin En stood up and said to the two of them:

"Get off the carriage first. The place where the carriage is parked next to you seems to need to be registered. Granny and I will go and take care of it and ask for some information. You two stay here first and don't move."

Having said that, Lynn turned around and was the first to get off the carriage.

Looking at his receding back, Elena suddenly leaned close to Historia's ear and whispered, "Xia, Lin En was shy just now~"

"Ha, is this true? Does this guy also have that kind of emotion?"

Historia was extremely surprised. Could a small fry like Norton be shy?

What's the difference between this and a crocodile shedding tears of sadness?

When he was clearly looking under his skirt... No, Historia always thought that Lin En was the type who, even if dozens of strippers were pole dancing in front of him, would stand up and say with a look of disgust, "Your dancing is so aimless, let me show you."

"it is true!"

Elena's tone was very firm.

But then, looking at the warm sunshine and the well-trained servants standing in front of the mansion, who were not moved by the whispers of the two, they became a little worried.

"But Xia, is it really okay?"

"what?"

“Is time too tight?”

Elena said carefully,

"Even if you are very smart, and even if the person teaching you is Lin En, three days is still a bit too short, isn't it?"

"Do you have to attend this party?"

Hearing that his friend was worried about this, Historia patted his chest confidently:

"Don't worry, Xiao Ai. Norton has considered everything you've considered. So, he has given me a crash course in the past three days. It's no problem. Ordinary idiots are no match for me now."

"Really?"

Elena couldn't help but become more curious about the content of the training.

During the three days of training, the two of them would hide in the house and not let anyone watch, not even Elena, which made her even more confused.

However, every time the two came out of the small room, Lin En would look refreshed, while Historia looked quite disheveled, as if she was dehydrated and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Of course it's true. You have no idea what I've been through in the past three days."

"what?"

Elena asked subconsciously.

Historia's voice trembled, and a hint of vicissitudes flashed in her eyes that was extremely inconsistent with her temperament.

“It’s hell.”

Elena shuddered subconsciously.

She thought she should not ask.

At the same time, another gorgeously decorated carriage was also galloping from a distance. Inside the carriage, an old man with a solemn and dignified face, who was leaning on a cane and wrapped in a black cloak, was sitting opposite a young man in a red suit with red hair.

The young man spread his arms, leaning on the exaggerated sofa seat in the carriage, with a defiant look on his face. In contrast, the old man did not forget to carefully read the files even in the speeding carriage.

"Your Highness, our current situation is not optimistic."

"The Third Prince has already expressed her desire for the throne. She will be our strong competitor. Although the Second Prince and the First Prince have not expressed much, one of them has a military background and the other is quite familiar with the imperial government. They should not be underestimated. As for the Fifth Prince and the Sixth Prince..."

"Don't be so nervous, Uncle Ferdinand."

The young man opened his eyes, which were originally closed for rest, and raised the corners of his lips:

"It will win."

"what?"

The old man named Ferdinand was a little confused.

"I mean, we're going to win,"

The young man stretched out his hand, and a flame ignited in his palm. Then, he clenched his fist and extinguished the flame. The remaining flames dissipated from between his fingers.

"Because I am the strongest."

Ferdinand remained silent, and the young man seemed to open up:

"No need to care so much. My brothers and sisters' thoughts are irrelevant. No matter what ambitions they have, they are just to add some twists and turns and colors to my Burning King's Landing."

"After all, victory is already in our hands."

The young man's words all revealed a kind of arrogance and self-confidence, and he happened to have the capital to be arrogant.

The fourth prince of Fire Rose, who is also the second prince, Behrens Bayer.

Although like Hilteria, she is not favored and expected, but there is one thing that is completely different between the two. That is, not only is Berens' father the noble and great Rose Emperor, her mother is also of an distinguished status.

The Ilett family is a large family with a long history in Fire Rose, and it plays an important role in the political and business circles. Berens' mother happens to be the daughter of the previous head of the Ilett family.

Even if you are born with a silver spoon in your mouth, there are still differences in status, and some people are just gilded.

And Behrens, there is no doubt that his golden spoon is genuine.

Since he was a child, he would always get what he wanted, and the women he liked would always take the initiative to flatter him.

He will get everything he wants, this is the law of the world...even the throne is the same.

For the other crown princes, the gathering was a battlefield full of conspiracy, bickering, verbal sparring and dirty deals.

But for Behrens, he had been waiting for this moment for who knows how long.

There has never been such a wonderful start. He can finally announce his ambition to everyone and take action to achieve it in an open and aboveboard manner.

Behrens was probably the only one who was looking forward to Historia's early return, because his eldest sister Hedwig had relayed her father's orders many times that the party could only begin when all the crown princes were present. Before that, no matter how serious the old emperor's illness was, the crown prince would not see the crown prince.

As for his brothers and sisters, in Behrens' eyes, they were just like his opponents in any competition when he was a child, just the preparation and foil for his road to winning the championship.

He just has that kind of confidence.

The old man named Ferdinand was silent for a while.

"If you are confident that the palace steward Guy has surrendered to us, Your Highness, I am sorry, Guy is dead."

"what?"

Berens finally showed a shocked expression.

"Who did it? Who has the guts to kill the palace steward?!"

"It's Her Highness Hilteria."

Ferdinand said indifferently,

"She also collected a lot of intelligence about Butler Guy's transactions with us, and planned to catch us. But don't worry, your mother has already ordered those transaction channels to be cut off. In the end, Her Highness Hilteria will only get some insignificant large bribes."

"That's easy to say."

Behrens breathed a sigh of relief, but was still somewhat annoyed and unwilling.

Although Guy's position as the palace steward was not high or low, he was the only senior staff member besides his elder sister Hedwig who could enter and exit the palace freely and had access to internal intelligence of the palace. Now he died without playing much of his value. How could Behrens, who had invested a lot of effort to win him over, be willing to accept this?

"You are such a waste, not even worthy of being my stepping stone."

He cursed again in dissatisfaction, and then he suddenly remembered something:

"Why would Third Sister dare to touch Guy? No, that's not right. Why would Guy go and provoke Hilteria? Doesn't he know what kind of person that woman is? He shouldn't be that stupid."

"Is such that,"

Ferdinand's expression was grim.

"It was actually Historia's men who sent him to the Third Prince."

"Histria?"

Berens sneered:

"My useless and reckless little sister is smart for once and knows how to use her sister to check and balance me. That's great, but Uncle Ferdinand, why did you hide it from me?"

"I dare not hide anything from you, Your Highness."

Ferdinand remained calm.

"Still lying!"

Behrens was furious.

"Do you really think I'm an idiot who knows nothing? Do you think I would believe that it was my stupid sister who took the initiative to kill the palace steward? Someone in the family must have arranged for Guy to provoke Historia, and she killed him in return."

"A dog that dares to provoke its master, even if it is the smallest and most useless one in the family, deserves to die, doesn't it?"

"But I'm angry at you!"

Berens' eyes lit up with red flames, and the smell in the carriage suddenly rose:

"I told you to follow the rules left by our father. The old man is not dead yet!"

"Who told him to go? Who was the son of a bitch with a brain full of shit who gave him the order to let that idiot Guy go and provoke Historia?"

"Yes Yes......"

Ferdinand hesitated.

"answer me!!"

Behrens shouted orders.

"It's your mother......"

Ferdinand turned his face away.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became silent.

"It won't happen again. A dog is dead, and the fun is just beginning."

Behrens sat back in his chair and snorted.

"However, that little idiot Historia has made great progress in Purple Gold Flower, and he actually dared to attack my people."

"This matter is not over yet."

Berens said coldly.

"Your Highness, we are almost there."

At this moment, the driver suddenly said.

Behrens hummed, looked through the window at the mansion, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

It’s not that he was amazed by the design and decoration of the mansion. To Behrens, who loved luxury, this place was no different from the toilet he often went to.

But what excited me was seeing two girls standing at the door of the mansion, happily chatting about something.

The one who stood out most was his good sister, Historia, who had just caused him to insult his mother.

"Hit the car."

Berens ordered.

"What, Your Highness, but in front of the mansion..."

"Who do you think I am? Didn't you hear me telling you to run over?"

The driver was startled for a moment, then gritted his teeth and, instead of reining in his horse to slow down, he whipped his horse whip violently:

"drive!"