The first thing that came to her mind was to find Betilla and Christie. Her instincts told her that they could heal her heart.

At this time, Betilla was chatting with Christy in Christy's room, and when she saw Missy exposed in the doorway, she stopped talking.

"Come here, Sister Missiru." Betilla beckoned.

Missiru hesitated for a moment, but walked over anyway: "See Her Royal Highness Princess Betilla, Her Royal Highness Princess Christie." ”

"Get up. Can I help you? ”

"Uh......"

"That's right! That one! Christy suddenly cried out with joy.

"That's right! I almost forgot! ”

Christy whispered a few words to Akali, and she brought a snow-white evening gown.

"Huh?"

"And this!" The little crown that Bertilla pulled out of nowhere, "Let's get started!" ”

Before Missiru could figure out what was going on, she had already changed into her evening gown under the service of Ibes and Akali.

She was pressed into a chair by Nala to put on makeup, and Eileen was braiding her hair behind her.

Missilu's hair was a rare golden-black, a brownish-black color that shimmered in the light of the light, like silk. Her dark blue eyes are very dark, and her small lips are very cute. A tall nose with snow-white skin...... It's a pity that she's just a maid, otherwise she's definitely the focus of the ball.

"Hmm...... What else is missing. ”

"Don't you think she's like a bride, Chrissy?"

"yes." Christy tucked a long veil under the crown. "Perfect."

At this time, there was a knock on Christy's door: "Chrissy, is Missy there, my date with Miss Mingzi is over, and I want to call her back." ”

"What should I do, Your Highness is here, I still ......"

"You stay here and don't move."

Katie went to open the door, and Russ saw Missylu's back at a glance, and asked Christy, "Is this your friend?"

"It's Sister Misilu. Sister Missilu? ”

Missir turned her head, blushing, "See His Highness Russ." ”

Russ was stunned. Now Missylu is no longer as famous as her in terms of beauty alone.

"Brother, are you going to let Sister Misilu stay half-squatting all the time, it's inconvenient for her to wear this dress to salute now."

For some reason, Russ remembered the bits and pieces of him and Missilu.

When I was young, the two played together, but they went crazy and had mud on their clothes. Missiru was beaten up for this. In order to comfort Missilu, he also secretly gave her his favorite chocolate to eat.

He had a fever that time, and Missiru was the only one by his side who took care of him day and night. I didn't close my eyes for two nights. As a result, when his fever subsided, she was already asleep on the edge of the bed.

All the clothes for the big banquet were picked by Missy Lu. Everyone praised him for his good clothes, all because of the matching. And Missirlou only has two sets of maid outfits, and she can still take care of herself.

Missy Lou ......

At this time, he wanted to marry not a famous son, but Misiru.

No, he told himself, no.

"Get on your knees!" He suddenly shouted, "Dare to seduce the prince, be bold!" ”

Missylu fell to her knees all at once, her knees aching.

"Tomorrow, you don't have to come and serve me. Let's go to the laundry room and get dressed! ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Christy chased after him: "Brother! It's not Sister Misilu's fault! It's ...... me."

Inside the room, Missir lowered her head and wept silently.

Betilla crouched down and comforted her, "I'm sorry, it's my fault and Christy's. Don't be sad. Does it hurt to kneel on your knees? It's okay, I think when Christy makes it clear, the eldest brother will transfer you back, he's not an unreasonable person. ”

"Your Highness Betilla, can you ......?"

"It's okay."

Missir hugged Betilla and began to cry.

Through the window, the moon gently watched the girl who had always been in love but had been misunderstood, hugging Her Royal Highness the princess and crying, and silently praying for her: everything would be fine.