In the evening.

Until now, Iroh was a little surprised that Flanda's talent would be so good, which he never expected.

No wonder you can develop such a bad character. Thinking of this, Iroh couldn't help but smile bitterly.

According to common sense, it is impossible for a royal family anywhere to raise such a wayward guy. It's not that there won't be a few people in the royal family who fail etiquette, but no matter how bad the etiquette is, they won't be so open-minded, right?

Flanda is simply a strange flower among the aristocracy, she knows everything, but because of this, she sees everything very clearly. Why learn etiquette? It's not necessary, it won't affect her status, so he doesn't care at all. In the same way, this kind of thinking affects her in every way, and she becomes lazy, freewheeling, and arbitrary, because no one can sanction her.

It's not impossible for Iroh to help her, but it's still that question, why help?

She was having a happy life, why did Iroh go to great lengths to make her think she was unhappy, and then make her suffer to change?

Thinking of this, Iroh was relieved. By the way, if you can't find news in a few days, Iroh and this girl will never see each other again.

The next morning, as soon as Iroh woke up, he heard a clanging sound coming from upstairs, and Iroh followed the sound upstairs, and heard Flanda exclaim loudly, "Wow, what is this!" ”

Iroh hurriedly rushed into Flanda's room, only to see Flanda spill the pot of potion on the balcony, and the stench spread through the room.

Iroh covered his nose with a gloating expression, if Edward or Elizabeth had encountered such a situation, Iroh would definitely not gloat, but the person in front of him was Flanda, her words...... If you miss this village, you won't have this store.

"You're still laughing!" Flanda looked a little tired, her hair looked a little watery, she looked like she had just taken a shower?

Does this person still get up and take a shower when he sleeps until midnight? Iroh was surprised, but he quickly put on a poker face and said to Flanda, "Your Highness, I am a professionally trained squire, and I will not laugh no matter how funny it is. ”

"Then you're a squire, hurry up and find a way!"

"Your Highness, I suggest you leave this room and open the windows for ventilation, and let the maids clean it when the smell is gone." Iroh gave a solution.

"And what about me sleeping?"

"...... "What should you do when you sleep, now is not the time to sleep at all?"

But looking at Flanda's sleepy eyes, and then looking at her staggering, Iroh couldn't bear it, so he didn't complain about her.

"Let's go sleep in another maid's room first, and then figure out what to do when we wake up." "When we wake up, we should have taken care of everything." ”

"The other maids are also sleeping, why am I embarrassed to disturb them?" Flanda asked.

"Then there is no other room?" Iroh asked rhetorically.

Flanda's eyes widened suddenly, and she pointed her index finger at Iroh's nose.

Seeing this, Iroh chuckled in his heart.

"There is a room." "But I need your cooperation." ”

"Your Highness, what do you want to do?" Iroh had a bad premonition.

"Her Royal Highness the princess wants to sleep, and the employees can't stop her." Flanda immediately trotted all the way to Iroh's room, and then with a flutter, she rolled up Iroh's quilt and lay on the bed in half a second.

"Your Highness, ......" Iroh thought for a moment, and then couldn't say it again. After all, there is really no other room, and there is only one room that can sleep at present, and he is embarrassed to disturb other maid ladies, so he can only let Flanda sleep here temporarily.

He shrugged his shoulders and turned to Flanda's room, then pinched his nose and cleaned up the pot of potion that had been spilled on the floor.

He then washed the cleaning utensils and returned them to the warehouse, and when he went upstairs, Iroh made himself a pot of comforting tea, and then habitually walked to Charlotte's room......

Walk to Charlotte's room......

Charlotte's room?

"No, isn't Charlotte's room empty?" Iroh suddenly figured out that he was not familiar with the Zephyr Mansion, so he listened to Flanda for all the living arrangements, but it was clear that there was a vacant room that could be lived in, so why did he want to live in his own room?

Iroh subconsciously felt that this must be a conspiracy, so he immediately rushed back to his room with his tea.

As soon as I walked through the door, I heard that Flanda had fallen into a deep sleep, and the sound of deep breathing rose and fell.

Just a moment later, Flanda was asleep? Iroh was subconsciously a little unbelieving, but looking at her sleeping face, Iroh couldn't help but see her as a defenseless little girl.

Sure enough, this guy only becomes well-behaved when he sleeps.

Iroh placed the teacup on the bedside table, then gently covered her with the quilt and turned away.

Midday.

Iroh regretted it.

He shouldn't have listened to Flanda in the first place, and he shouldn't have been biased towards Flanda in the middle, let alone left that cup of tea on the bedside table.

It was like this, and Flanda was lying on Iroh's bed, her quilt was wet, and her pajamas happened to be wet around her pants, and she looked like she had made some kind of baby's mistake.

"Your Highness, can you explain the current situation?" Iroh asked calmly, as best she could.

"Huh? What is it exactly? I guess I accidentally spilled the afternoon tea, right? Or what...... I forgot. Flanda said with wide eyes and pitiful looks at Iroh.

Although this expression is pretended at first glance, it is impossible for Flanda to show such an expression.

Iroh glanced at the bedside table, and the tea on it was all gone, but Iroh still couldn't tell what the unknown liquid on it was, because he couldn't figure out where Flanda's lower limit was...... It feels like whether it's real tea or the kind of thing he thinks, Flanda can do both, and it's a fifty-five possibility.

"Please, think about it!" Iroh was helpless.

"People really don't remember, whether I drank that cup of tea, or whether I spilled it, I don't remember it at all, Iroh is sorry." Flanda said softly, swaying her body slightly, like a little girl from some family...... It's contrived.

"Your Highness, you ...... Can...... Get out of my bed? Iroh almost squeezed the words out between his teeth.

"I'm so sorry, I'm willing to do anything." As she spoke, Flanda lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Then that, I'll go take a shower first, and Mr. Iroh will take care of the marks I left on your bed." ”

"I beg you to hurry up." Iroh felt like he was dying.

This is probably talent, dragons are not as easy to deal with as Flanda, she is a natural scourge.

"By the way, if Iroh can't tell the difference, you can smell it, the smell shouldn't lie, right?" Flanda winked at Iroh before turning and running away.

Who's going to smell it! Iroh looked at the sheets, feeling a little pain in his heart.