The Prince of Wales sat upright at his desk, his slender fingers clenching the cold fountain pen tightly, the sharp tip of the pen slowly soaking the diary, leaving a circle of black marks.

She looked at the diary under the lamp, and her indifferent expression revealed a shallow resentment. She opened the front page of the diary, and the dense orthography on it made her look a little ugly. She silently counted them one by one in her heart, and finally found that there were sixty of them.

She had been writing one a day for sixty days, and the admiral who was supposed to be burned alive had not come to her once. Sixty days, two whole months, and she spent every night alone. And the damned admiral was either his gentle wife with him, or he was attracted to the tsundere Persian cat, and sometimes he would play games with Noah's Ark, or accompany his gentle, terrible and lively sister-in-law for a long talk.

And he seems to be the forgotten existence, and his sense of existence is even thinner than Sirius in the town guard mansion, and he is obviously the No. 1 ship mother of the town guard mansion and the No. 1 wedding ship no matter how he says it. In the end, it can't compare to the always silent light patrol? This made the proud female knight Wales very angry, and at the same time felt helpless frustration.

Lexington had told her before that she had to take the initiative to do such a shy thing as asking the Admiral to sleep, otherwise according to Jiqi's shy personality, most of the people would not be able to remember that there was a room behind him that she had never been to before. But Wales thought it was an insult to her, and with her charms, how could the stupid admiral not bow down under her knightly skirt.

However, the truth cruelly taught this proud knight a lesson, letting her know what it means to say that a child who doesn't cry doesn't care, and a child who cries has candy to eat. This is the naked reality, Mrs. Lexington is around the Admiral every day, so every night naturally becomes her home field, like a dense cobweb, there is no way to escape from that stupid web in it, there is no intention of escaping at all.

And she, as the most prestigious wedding ship in the town guard's mansion, came to get such an ending.

She felt that if Jiqi appeared in front of her eyes now, she would probably just say nothing, go up and punch him in the face, and then ask him why he didn't come to his room for so long, whether he liked the new and hated the old, and whether he wanted to divorce his marriage ship and go outside to find his gentle wife and lovely sister-in-law.

Then all she can do now is to put these grudges in a small notebook, and then settle the accounts after the autumn. At the thought of this, Wales sighed helplessly, and lay down on the cold desk, the pen in her hand began to scribble on the blank page, venting the resentment in her heart.

"Dead Admiral, Stinky Admiral, if His Royal Highness the Prince doesn't ask you to sleep, don't you know to come over obediently? I've been hanging out with your wife and sister-in-law all day long, and now there's some tsundere Persian cat, and even that secretary general is ready to be your wedding ship. Wales poked the diary with the tip of her pen angrily, the ink splashing onto her angry face. And she didn't care at all, after all, this face didn't want to be seen by that fool, and no matter how much she cared, it didn't have the slightest effect.

"And I, as the original ship lady who lived and died with you, you actually let His Royal Highness Prince Ben stay alone in the empty room, it seems that you, the exclusive cook of Prince Ben, don't want to continue to work." Speaking of this, Wales's tone began to become weak, and he said that since the Lexington sisters had come to the town guard's house, most of the breakfast and lunch had been arranged by the gentle lady, and she had hardly let Jiqi do it.

But before that, the big and small chores of the town guard mansion were handled by that idiot, whether it was dealing with official documents or getting up early to prepare breakfast for himself, and then bringing it into his room to feed himself a little bit. It's almost no different from a servant, and she's just his ship's wife.

Recalling his own waywardness in the past, Wales sighed deeply.

"Actually, this can't all be blamed on that stupid cook, although His Highness is very powerful, but he can't take care of him perfectly like Lexington, whether it is food, clothing, housing and transportation." Comparing himself to the secretary ship of the town guard, Wales has a deep frustration.

The other party is not only a gentle big sister of the ship, but also so good at taking care of people, will appear when the admiral is upset to share his worries, and can also inch in when the admiral is happy, almost any scale can be mastered very well, like a shrewd spider, the admiral is trapped in it. After all, Lexington, who can be called his wife by the admirals on the illustrated book, is not just talking, but there is a real truth.

And not only does he have a bad personality, but he is not very good at talking, and he keeps a straight face all day long, who wants to stay with himself like this. Even Bismarck, who is similar to himself, will have a tsundere side, and he seems to have no other characteristics except for his majesty.

It's okay for this trait to attract subordinates who work hard for them, but it is mostly counterproductive to attract their own commanders. Otherwise, I wouldn't be ignored like this, and it's completely like transparency.

"If it continues like this, I'm afraid I will really become the most non-existent wedding ship in the town guard's mansion, even if it is Noah's Ark, there will be an admiral with him." Wales sighed, the anxiety in her mind wrapped around her like a mess, leaving her breathless.

She stretched out her hand and tore off the previous pages in the diary that were full of orthography little by little, and the cracks seemed to be a final goodbye to her in the past. She didn't have to hide in her room every night with resentment like before, writing orthography, recording today's complaints about that stupid person, so that she didn't slowly disappear from that stupid person's side and become a shipwreck who had no sense of existence in the town's guard mansion.

She now fully understood that the pride of a knight was to find a monarch of his own, not to hide in a corner and do nothing. In that case, there really isn't any hope for you.

Anyway, she is also the first shipwreck in the town guard mansion to wear a wedding ring, and if she ends up becoming a salted fish like naughty Chuxue, it will probably be the biggest joke. She slammed the notebook shut, unscrewed the cap, and put away the fountain pen that had been given to her from Jiqi. He straightened up and patted his cheek to sober himself up, which was now in a state of confusion.

"Stupid Admiral, isn't it just pestering you, this kind of simple thing Lexington will be, and His Royal Highness the Prince will too. From tomorrow onwards, you traitorous cook, don't even think about running away, Your Highness will announce your right to everyone to belong. How could Prince Ben's cook be snatched away by someone else! She clenched her fists hard and declared loudly.

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