Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

What will the real protagonist do now?

The expression on Victoria's face became more and more embarrassed, and every "I don't know" she uttered made the corners of her mouth bend down a little.

Victoria seemed angry.

But Grace was not sure, as she could not see through the royal sister's true thoughts.

It was like layers of masks stacked on her cold face; worry, anxiety, anger, and indifference, these emotions seemed to be leaked out by her on purpose.

It seemed that the gloominess and displeasure revealed in his eyes now were all carefully planned disguises.

She sighed, her eyes sparkling, as if she was particularly concerned about the next question. Her red lips opened and closed slightly, and she asked carefully:

"What about when you said when you were little that you wanted to build a castle for your sister? And...you said you wanted to go into the sea with your sister and become a mermaid?"

"Imperial sister, I don't have these memories anymore."

"Don't you even remember that?"

Victoria's decline seemed to have reached its peak.

She intertwined her fingers in dismay, staring at the ceiling of the carriage, which was carved with flourishes, and asked a random, boring question:

"Then...regarding the question about yesterday's palace banquet, do you remember who was the last person you talked to?"

Alarm bells rang in Grace's mind, and a certain biological instinct of danger suddenly arose.

"I guess... it's the royal sister?"

The muscles on Victoria's face twitched slightly, and she held her forehead and sighed, as if she had lost a treasured memory and became a little sad.

"It seems that Grace has almost forgotten everything about the past. I'm really sad."

Grace couldn't tell what Victoria's attitude was now.

She planned to first build a good relationship with Victoria, who was temporarily playing the "friendly" card.

So, with her hands wrapped around the other soft arm, like a dog wagging its tail, Grace moved forward and continued to play the role of sisterly love.

"But there is still good news. I can recognize the royal sister at first sight."

Victoria's tense expression relaxed slightly. She raised her eyebrows expectantly and leaned closer, asking,

"So you only remember the imperial sister?"

"Yes."

Grace nodded vigorously in response.

"Um……"

Victoria smiled brightly, "Then I forgive you, Grace, but you have to keep your promise to build a castle in heaven and live with my sister forever, okay?"

"Did I ever say anything like that?"

Victoria couldn't help laughing. She gently stroked the strands of hair around the confused girl's ears and whispered in a joking tone into Grace's ear:

"Of course I did. You also said that you want to marry the emperor's sister as a bride when you grow up."

Afro was leaning against the window, looking very quiet.

Although her eyes were always focused on the snow-covered scene outside the window, her pupils were already filled with a sense of devastation.

The conversation between the two sisters was thrilling and shook Afulo's cognition again and again.

She thought of the contrast between Grace's attitude towards her, Grace's wall-dong and those words - "So I want to treasure it and make it into a treasure that only I can see."

There seemed to be a huge mountain pressing down between her brows, and she couldn't relax no matter what.

Grace...has actually been a pervert who likes women since she was a child!

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22. Please find opportunities for reversal

"Royal sister! The jokes we made when we were kids don't count now, and besides, Miss Aphrodite is here."

Trying her best to act like a shy and embarrassed girl who was reminded of her dark history, Grace pointed at Afro sheepishly.

Afro, who was suddenly called out, has learned his lesson. He just nodded respectfully, implying that the two should not pay attention to him.

"Then stop making trouble."

Victoria smiled and returned to her peaceful and calm self.

Once she stopped smiling, her overly stunning facial features gave people a feeling of superiority and coldness, as if she was a flower on a mountain top that was difficult to approach and had layers of barriers behind it.

The unfathomable look in the eyes, just a casual glance, is enough to make people want to surrender.

It should be said that this is the aura of those in power cultivated by the royal heritage.

After going around in circles, Grace got straight to the point.

"So, sister, let's discuss business first. I want to hear about the progress of the investigation. Also, there is no need to avoid talking to Miss Afro about this matter. This is also the reason why I invited her to the palace."

Victoria looked at Afro with a playful look and said slowly:

“After you were poisoned, my father immediately arranged for Count Rubig of the Inspectorate to investigate the matter.

They checked the food and drinks at the banquet and found traces of poison in the white wine produced by Fette Winery that you drank at the end. "

Grace frowned slightly, pinched her chin and whispered the key evidence, "White wine?"

Victoria turned her head, stared at Grace directly, and asked with concern:

"White wine, any impression?"

Grace shook her head, "No."

After receiving such an answer, Victoria's expression changed slightly. Although it was normal, Grace always felt that there was an inexplicable subtlety.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember..."

Victoria gently touched Grace's head again.

She hated physical contact, but Grace seemed to have gradually accepted Victoria's sudden attack.

She felt that her bottom line was being recklessly broken by Victoria again and again.

Maybe one day it will be broken through like this?

Grace felt that she should keep a certain distance from this royal sister.

She shrank back calmly.

"The investigation is not over yet. After you fainted, a servant was found in the maid's room who committed suicide out of fear of the crime, Nina."

"The imperial physician found that she also committed suicide by taking poison voluntarily. I heard that she went to her room and chose to commit suicide as soon as the poisoning was completed."

Committed suicide? What a neat and tidy method.

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly. She neither appreciated nor advocated this method.

As a politician, the murderer naturally has a shady side, but the more vicious he is, the more difficult it is to deal with him.

"The prosecutors investigated the property and recent movements of the maid Nina. They found that it was Nurki who recently gave the maid Nina a huge sum of money to help treat Nina's critically ill mother."

"Then someone happened to report that Nurky had threatened to kill Grace at the alchemy lab."

Victoria continued, glancing at Afro with cold eyes.

"The reason is that Nurky fell in love with a commoner girl. After the engagement, the girl refused to marry him and died in bed. So Nurky, the romantic, thought of poisoning Grace to repay a life for a life."

After being silent for a long time, Afro finally spoke at this moment. She took a deep breath, and her green eyes could not hide her inner anger.

"It's a rumor. Brother doesn't have a first love at all! Miss Mary has a rare puppet syndrome. The reason why brother goes to see her every day and adjusts the medicine for her is just to save the patient!"

"This is clearly a frame-up!"

"But this chain of evidence is enough to bring Nurkic into the interrogation room."

Victoria curled her hair nonchalantly, not seeming to care, "I heard from the Ministry of Justice that they are preparing for a court conviction!"

It sounds ridiculous, but in fact, in many cases, you don’t need to know the truth. Instead, it depends on what kind of truth the higher-ups want.

Afro opened his eyes wide in horror and clenched his fingers into fists.

"Convicted in one day?"

Victoria was not surprised. She put down the golden hair in her hands, sat up straight, and spoke calmly, seeming to be at ease.

"So you want to catch the real murderer? Miss Afro, today is Sunday. Courts cannot be held on Sundays. Nurki will be tried tomorrow when the sun goes down."

As ruthlessly as the NPC issuing tasks in the game, Victoria smiled softly, her red lips slightly parted.

"Please find a chance to turn things around before that, Miss Afro."

"Ah."

Afro let out a sigh filled with injustice and resentment.

Grace understood that it was an opportunity, not evidence.

Time is quite tight now.

Grace raised her eyes slightly and received a slightly questioning look of help from Afro.

But as soon as their eyes met, she shrank back in a flash as if she had been electrocuted.

She wanted to rely on herself, but her heart wouldn't allow it.

What an awkward person.

Now Aphrodite needs to say something herself, right?

So Grace put on her flattering, obedient and soft look again, she pulled Victoria's sleeve and begged:

"Royal sister...can I take Afro with me to see Nuerki? Maybe Nuerki has some clues?"

Although Victoria was very pleased, she still shook her head.

"Nurki is now in the dungeon of the palace, but according to the rules, no one can enter before the trial."

In the invisible underworld, there is a set of unspoken rules that operate on their own, and this is used to break the rules.

Grace is still in her teenage years, and at this age she can act coquettishly without restraint, using her innocence as a weapon.

She blinked at Victoria and asked expectantly, "Awesome Royal Sister, is that okay?"

Victoria frowned, shook her head, and said, "There's nothing I can do."

Really? Grace didn't believe it.

Grace looked at Victoria's deep eyes full of secrets. She was sure that Victoria would send her to the dungeon herself and she would achieve her goal.

23. In this palace, I only trust you

The carriage went around and around, from the bustling streets, to the royal avenue heavily guarded by soldiers, and then to the grand and magnificent imperial palace.

Even though a heavy snow had just fallen, the pure white of nature could not erase the splendor brought by power, and every inch of the palace was sparkling.

All you see is endless luxury. This is the place where a country's wealth and power are most concentrated. Living beings, mountains, rivers, stars, it seems that all the precious things in the world are forever preserved here in the form of carvings and paintings.

It can only be here.

Grace watched the carriage passing by calmly from the window, and constructed a simple map in her mind based on the general structure.

Finally, we passed through a marble road lined with evergreen trees and stopped in front of a magnificent palace.

"I can only take you here for now, my sister. I have to go to the Council Chamber to attend a meeting with Ambassador Cardin. My father is also there."

"I have invited the imperial physician. Please check your body first. I will pick you up to see the emperor when the examination is over. Please wait for me to come back."

-Victoria gave these instructions and placed Grace and Afro at the entrance of the palace.

The setting sun dyed the falling snow into brilliant gold. A large group of maids wearing matching black and white Katyushas were on the stage, crowding forward like a school of restless fish.

Before Grace got off the carriage, she heard their excited cheers. They jumped for joy, as if excited subjects were welcoming the triumphant king.

"It's Her Highness Grace who's back!"

"Your Highness Grace, are you okay?"