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** is the soil in which ambition grows, and power and wealth are the catalysts. For the first time, Claire thought that she might be able to take it a step further, for example, and think about that special position.

He always thought that his father was a cowardly person, but now it seems that it is himself who is cowardly. Although his father is not very capable, at least his soul is brave and full of compulsion.

Back in the manor, Claire found her mother, looking at this slightly beautiful, but already a little old and decrepit woman, a trace of tenderness slipped in his eyes: "Mother, I want to ask, grandparents, what are their identities?" ”

"They're just ordinary businessmen." There was a slight shame on the woman's face: "I know what you are thinking, why can I, the daughter of a merchant, marry your father, and he is the only woman in his life?" Actually, I don't know, so I can only think of it as your father, and he really loves me. ”

Looking at his mother, who was smiling sweetly and had a touch of nostalgia and sadness, he felt that it was better to keep the matter of his mother being the king's illegitimate daughter.

Give her a little more happy time.

"Yes, my father is really good to you." Claire smiled and said, "During this time of my illness, I worked hard for my mother. ”

The woman wondered why her son was saying this, because he was not very fond of showing his feelings.

But no matter what, harmony between relatives is a good thing after all, and she didn't dig deeper.

After a few more casual conversations, Claire returned to her room, where she refused the maid's service and lay alone on the bed, turning her head to look at the night sky outside.

At some point, the clouds had cleared, and a bright moon hung in the sky, shining on the earth.

After knowing her true identity, her father's forbearance, and Count Billy's true attitude, Claire felt that the heavy stone pressing on her body had disappeared at some point.

Perhaps, I can really do something.

He thought about it, opened the expensive blank paper, and wrote down his ideas and plans for the future.

Before she knew it, it was already dawn, but Claire still didn't feel sleepy. Instead, he felt a little hungry and was about to have breakfast brought to him, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The butler came in, saluted first, and then said with a solemn expression: "Young master, Prince Bowens sent someone over and said that you should come over immediately." ”

Claire was stunned for a moment, then understood something, and a very strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

When he reached the manor where the prince was, he heard the prince roaring inside.

"You guys, you're all idiots, rubbish, everyone else came into my room and made me look like this, and you didn't react at all, are you going to take my head away, you're happy!"

Claire was a little strange, the door was open, he went in, and the first thing he saw was Prince Bowens, and then his mouth grew big, and finally he almost laughed, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to suppress his laughter.

But because of this, his cheeks throbbed. After all, it is quite difficult to hold back the wild laughter.

Prince Bowens, with a shiny bald head, turned his face, looked at Claire, and shouted angrily: "Laugh if you want, don't hold back so badly." ”

At this time, Claire had already relieved her breath, and he said angrily: "Who is it, who did it, Your Royal Highness the Prince, you tell me, I will help you kill him immediately." ”

"What if I say the Pope did it?" Bowens said gloomily.

Claire suddenly laughed awkwardly.

After taking a few deep breaths, Prince Bowens sat down and waved off the little bosses who were in charge of the manor's security, and finally he poured himself some white powder, put it on the paper, and put it to his nose to take a sip.

The powder entered his nose, and the prince sighed intoxicatedly, then opened his eyes and said, "Claire, if I ask you to find a way to kill Selia, will you be willing?" ”

Claire already understood what was going on, but he still pretended to be surprised, and said, "Prince, didn't you just say yesterday that you are more and more interested in her, and you want her to be your princess even more?" ”

"A bold, uncontrolled woman, I don't dare to ask for it." The prince touched his bald head, and his heart was even more hateful, he knew that from today on, he would be a joke among the nobles, and he didn't know how other people would laugh at him in private in the future.

Claire was a little happy in his heart, more admiration, he felt more and more that Celia was a good woman, and even the princess was unwilling to be a princess, if it was an ordinary aristocratic woman, knowing that it was unlikely, she would definitely give it a try.

If she became a king, would she be willing to be queen?

This thought suddenly popped into Claire's heart, and then he felt that his lips were a little dry, and he looked at the prince's eyes, narrowing slightly.

"I ask you, are you willing to find a way to kill her?"

Claire thought for a moment and said in embarrassment: "Your Royal Highness Prince Bowens, Celia she saved my life. ”

"Forget it, forget it. I know you're useless. The prince waved his hand irritably: "Get out." ”

Claire walked out of the room with a flattering smile, and his face grew cold.

In the North County Abbey, Beta looked at Monica amusedly: "I didn't expect you to be so naughty that you actually shaved the prince's head." ”

"Don't be lazy." Monica first smiled playfully, and then sneered sadly, "This will not only give vent to my anger, but also warn His Highness the useless prince that I can take off his head at any time." ”

Beta is quite sure of Monica's approach, and in this case, killing the prince is a very disadvantageous option. Although it is a fleeing prince, it is a symbol of the royal family after all, and if she dies in the hands of Monica, it will not only make Monica the target of public criticism, but also stir up the already muddy 'water' even more like mud.

"I guess those archbishops, after hearing this, should start to sit still."

Sure enough, as soon as Beta finished speaking, the temple guards came to report that several archbishops had united and asked Monica to come over.

"They panicked." Holding the invitation, Monica waved it triumphantly.

"It's panic, and it's also pressure, and I want to join forces to put pressure on you." Beta stood up: "I'll go with you and protect you." lest they be ruthless. ”

"Really?" Monica's eyes flashed with a clear light: "Are you worried about me?" ”