Just as Varian was expecting Bolval's words to speak, the door was opened at an inopportune moment.

Felicia swung her blue skirt in like a hurricane, interrupting their conversation. Obviously, even though they knew that it was the king and the archduke talking, the guards could not stop the prospective archduchess.

"Boval!"

Felicia cried out almost through gritted teeth. But when she almost blurted out the words from her mouth, she noticed Varian on the side, and had to hold back the words in her mouth again, so as not to suffocate herself.

"What's wrong?" Boval frowned. Felicia's demeanor was very wrong. Could it be that something happened to Thea...... But now Varian is there. He couldn't take the liberty of telling Shia about it without confirming Varian's attitude. Felicia must know this. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stopped immediately.

But is it really Sia's business? What will happen to her?

Burner's heart burned.

Before he could say anything more, Felicia had already pounced on him and gave him a deep, lingering kiss to block all his doubts.

Felicia is clearly not comparable to a rookie like Berval when it comes to kissing, and this kind of thing is ...... A dead ride that doesn't need to breathe is simply too much of an advantage.

Even Felicia did this kind of thing to gag him......

Bowval's heart sank. His eyes closed, and he simply cooperated with Felicia numbly.

Varian, who was not voyeuristic, looked at them with a little ...... Forget yourself, it's naturally a little embarrassing after a long time. I had to stand up and get up and consciously avoid it.

"Your Majesty......"

When the guards at the gate saw Varian coming out, they hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Varian thought for a moment and gestured to him......

Listen to the footsteps outside the door that are fading away. Felicia immediately let go of Berval.

"Felicia!" Boval grabbed her arms anxiously. "What happened?"

Felicia felt Bolval's hands tremble, but she had no intention of laughing at Bolval's weakness at the moment.

"Someone took her away!" She broke away from Bolval's hand, wiped the warmth from her lips with her backhand, and said hatefully.

In a short sentence, Boval fell into an ice cellar.

"Take away? Ha! Bolval shook his head in disbelief and stumbled back with a smile. That's impossible!! ”

Felicia's heart was on fire as she stared at him with suspicion. "Is it interesting for me to lie to you?"

"My home. I know my own defenses best. Bolval couldn't help but raise his voice. If someone could sneak in casually, my head would have been off my neck for a long time!! ”

"Your stupid head is off!" Not to be outdone, Felicia replied.

The two of them were like two bulls about to fight, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they were angry with each other.

"You want proof, don't you?" Felicia don't overdo it. He pulled out a small note from his chest and threw it at Bolval. "See for yourself."

The note fell lightly to the ground. Boval bent down, his fingers trembling slightly.

He didn't have to look at it, he knew it as soon as he touched the note. The note was cut from the sticky notes at home.

On the note, in quill language, was elegantly written in the most popular flower script among the nobility:

To the dear Grand Duke Berval - if you would like to see your important person again. Please be obedient and keep it confidential. Especially against our venerable King Ureon. Of course, you'd love to see her, and maybe you could deign to visit the gold-encrusted roses tonight.

Bolval read the short note several times, and the font was impeccable—it was the handwriting of a man with a strict aristocratic education, and although it looked very slender and beautiful, it seemed to be the handwriting of a woman, but Bolval was certain that it was not Felicia's, nor that of any woman he knew.

Could this be a trick by the bandits?

Bolval could no longer see any clues. Distraught, he crumpled the paper ball in his hand.

"This is!?" He gritted his teeth.

"Threat!" Felicia sneered and rolled her eyes to the side. "But are you going to listen to him?"

"Then tell me what you can do."

Bolval forced himself to regain his composure. Although he only felt that anger was going to ignite him. He read the note in his hand word by word, memorized every word on it, and then tore the note with his hand with great patience into pieces that were almost impossible to put together.

Felicia shrugged. "I can't help it. So ......"

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the two looked at each other and stopped talking.

"Lord Berval!" It was the voice of the guard, coming through the door.

"What's the matter?" Berval asked.

"Your mansion is on fire. His Majesty also knows about it, so he asks you to come as soon as you have time. ”

Bolval raised an eyebrow in disbelief and looked at Felicia. "Did they do that too?"

Felicia shook her head indifferently and pointed to the tip of her nose. Her lips twitched slightly, clearly and silently comparing shapes. "I did it."

Apparently Felicia's decision came before him. She had already found an excuse for him.

Bolval took a sullen breath and took Felicia's hand with a turn. "Let's go."

Felicia smiled. "Where to go?"

"Gold-encrusted roses." Bolval said angrily, "But before that, we have to go and say goodbye to Your Majesty." ”

But will Varian be suspicious of the sudden fire in his mansion?

It was an eventful season, and there was no room for Bowal not to think carefully. He knew better than anyone that Varian was not a foolish king. In addition, before he had time to tell him about Thea, Berval, who felt that he had been deceived, couldn't help frowning, and felt a little indescribable irritability in his heart.

"Bolval, you're not going to tell him about it now, are you?" Felicia looked at Bolval with a look of confusion and couldn't help but say something more uneasily. Just now, it was because she was afraid that it would be too late to stop Bolvar, and that he would tell Varian everything, so she let herself suffer so much to plug Bolval's mouth. If Bervar still had to tell Varian about Thea, wouldn't she be a big loser!?

Bolwal glanced at her. "Do you think I'll say that?"

Felicia looked at his serious expression, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and smiled: "Naturally not." ”

Whether it was then or now, he always did this, and would rather lose than risk her. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you Kernelias for the monthly pass, Momoda, although I think you will spit out a mouthful of old blood after reading today's chapter (shame ///.///)

This week, the editor-in-charge said that there is a recommendation to be added, and the pressure is great...... Took a look at where the recommendations are...... I found out that it was the girl's homepage push on the mobile phone, and the pressure was even greater......

So, the little one who put aside the festival decisively knelt down and begged for a vote!!

Ask for tickets, all kinds of tickets~~~ (It seems that this month's article is going to be concluded, readers are pitiful and pitiful~~~~)