Undercover Infiltration Duchess

“Oh, my God. Are you sure…?

“That’s ridiculous. That’s how pathetic the Duke of Jaxen is!”

“Then the Duchess of Jaxen will have two men… Oh my gosh!

“Be careful what you say.”

Seizing the opportunity, Countess Devon’s group warned the buzzing people and continued with a condescending attitude.

“Count Spencer isn’t even engaged yet, and this scandal will only get him in trouble.”

“Right. Don’t get all worked up in every single one of these gossips. They don’t look so good.”

“The Duchess of Jaxen is in trouble, too. It’s a virtue to pretend you don’t know this.”

At first glance, it seems to be stopping, but it was already a precondition for an affair between Ezet and Daniel. The attitude of Countess Devon and her group, who poured oil into the fire, made Ezet’s lower lips shake.

‘Nonsense. Why are you misunderstanding like this?’

Ezet could not understand the situation, which was misunderstood as a two-legged woman between her husband and the young Count at the crown prince’s words.

Ezet went to the back garden to find Prince Philip, and Daniel just grabbed her, who almost drowned the pond, and cleaned her shoes. It was an apparent misconception that they met with intention.

“Sorry, Duchess of Jaxen, Count Spencer. I think he’s rude to get me in trouble because I scolded Philip hard for disappearing while studying today. I apologize.”

“Oh, my God. I didn’t lie.”

“Please stay put.”

When the Empress came out and handed her an apology, Ezet became even more distraught. Crown Prince Philip just told the truth about what he saw. That back garden is a secret place, and that two people were in the back garden. However, it was the limitation of children not to consider what interpretation would be made when the facts were combined into other people’s ears.

“No, Her Majesty. Please correct the misunderstanding.”

“Duchess Jaxen.”

“Your Royal Highness. What I was in the back garden was going to find you. I heard you’ve been working on flowers and insects lately.”

“Huh? Uh-huh.”

“No matter how many times I look for you in the Imperial Palace, I couldn’t find him, and I didn’t see him in the central garden, so I thought he would be in the back garden. The coronation would have kept the Palace on high alert, so you wouldn’t have gone outside.”

When a person is embarrassed, they become speechless, but they become cold when it exceeds that degree. It’s hard to say that thoughts don’t go through the brain and pour out words like rapid fire. That’s what self-defense is like.

“I almost tripped and fell into the pond looking for the Crown Prince. That’s what Count Spencer saved me. He was very polite as a gentleman, but nothing was wrong with the Majesty’s misunderstanding.”

“But Daniel, obviously…”

“Sir Spencer said he studied flowers in support of the Crown Prince. Isn’t it?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Do you think that Lord Spencer, who promised to do valuable research with the Crown Prince, is the one who meets another woman at your appointment?”

The last word was a question of Daniel’s character. Perhaps Edmond would try to do sexual things with Ezet if he ran into her at any important meeting, but Daniel was a sincere young man.

Ezet wasn’t very eloquent, but she didn’t hesitate to tell the truth. When she poured out her words, Crown Prince Philip shook his head as if he realized that he had done something wrong.

“No, it’s not. Daniel never breaks his word with me.”

The answer barely subsided the murmur around her. Regret came late to ask the crown prince too much, but the Empress nodded to see if she understood Ezet’s desperate feelings of not wanting to be misunderstood.

“Philip, your careless remarks have troubled Count Spencer and Duchess Jaxen. Apologize properly.”

“Oh, well, yeah, I’m sorry…”

“That’s a little strange, Your Majesty.”

Countess Devon stepped forward, interrupting Crown Prince Philip’s apology to Ezet.

“The Countess of Devon.”

“Your Majesty the Empress. Although he is still young, his Highness Philip is the Crown Prince of this empire. Furthermore, he will be the next emperor. Are you not trying to ignore his words as those of a child?”

“What are you talking about?”

She already explained it, but why is this woman dragging her feet again? The purple eyes of Countess Devon shone seductively as Ezet shot with an absurd look.

“The Duchess of Jaxen. She almost fell into a pond, and Count Spencer caught her.”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“Where did he hold onto?”

What is this woman asking about? It was a rude question. Ezet replied with a stiff face, somehow feeling as if she was caught up in her tricks.

“He held my arm for a moment. That’s all.”

“Oh, that’s weird. From what I can tell, the hem of the chest was clearly disorganized.”

Countess Devon’s comments were stirring around.

“Right. And the frill on her chest was crumpled.”

“Even if the dirt on the hem of the skirt was smeared by the back garden…”

“It doesn’t usually crumple that part, does it? Without forcing it off.”

Edmond was responsible for the crumpled chest. The frill on the chest was wrinkled because she was forced to show her chest and clench it. She had sorted it out, but the creases on the crumpled frill have never been straightened out.