Guineaville lay on the bed, covering her head with the quilt, and kept snickering.
"I am now a rich man and a princess."
Only she can hear such words.
Over the past few days, she had understood her identity as a cheap father through knocks from the side.
The great lord of Merlot, Marquis Aslan Melosala.
Of course, all this information was obtained from the maids around me.
"A region should be equivalent to a city on Earth, and should be a little larger than a city. After all, there are only four regions in a province." Guineaville sat up from the bed, then took out a pen and paper and started recording.
If Aslan were here at this time, he would be surprised to find that the words recorded by Guineaville are all Chinese characters.
"This should be the West in the Middle Ages! But there is also magic to fight against." Guinevere looked at the paper on the table in confusion.
The craftsmanship of this paper is very good, not much worse than the A4 paper from the previous life.
"Could it have something to do with magic, like Harry Potter?" Guineaville felt excited when she thought of this.
In her previous life, she was just an ordinary employee of a giant Internet company, living a depressing 996 life, and finally died suddenly after working overtime continuously.
He was only 23 years old when he died. Because he used to have average looks and was out of shape due to obesity, he still had not been in love until his death.
When she thought of this, Gwennaville quickly looked at the mirror next to her and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she is only three or four years old now, after being carefully dressed, it is not difficult to see that she is a beautiful woman.
"Fortunately, I recognized my father when I woke up. Although my status is a little lower, my status in the castle must be very high. Even the nominal aunt dare not offend my cheap mother. It seems that my father is very
Doting on my mother." After writing this down, Guineaville couldn't help but smile like a fool.
"This exotic dad is not only young, handsome and rich, but he is also the most in line with my taste. His arrogant and angry look is cooler than a domineering president, and much better than those cute little puppies.
Yes, I really love it.”
When Guinnaville said this, drool could not help but flow from the corner of her mouth.
When accepting the gifts the next day, Gwennaville saw the fiery and excited eyes of these old guys, so she specially selected the gifts from Gawain and Wilson and held them in her arms.
Sure enough, it aroused the joy of all the ministers.
The reason why these two people were chosen, apart from their high status, was that the gifts they gave were quite special, one was a book and the other was a sword.
Doesn’t this hope that she can be both literary and martial arts?
Isn't this just like the meaning of catching a child's first birthday? Guineaville will become a member of the time-traveling army if she doesn't understand.
Although she was a rotten girl in her previous life, she didn't read any time-travel novels. She focused on living her life in Korean dramas and various idol bubble dramas. She had watched a lot of time-travel movies and TV series.
"Since God has allowed me to be reborn, I must not live up to God's expectations. I must be a good person in this life. Well, I must help this cheap dad achieve great things." Guineaville wrote the declaration very proudly, but the following
For a moment, Gwennaville was confused about how to help her father achieve great things.
"Leading troops to fight! No, I am too young, and I don't know how to fight. I can develop science and technology. I have to plan carefully tomorrow." Guineaville couldn't help but get excited when she thought of this.
There was a knock on the door, and Gwennaville quickly put away her notebook and got into bed.
Nomeli opened the door and came in. Looking at Gwennaville who had forgotten to turn off the light and had fallen asleep, she smiled and pulled her quilt up before turning off the light and leaving.
It wasn't until the door was closed that Guineaville slowly opened her eyes and looked at the dark ceiling.
"Tomorrow will be here soon."
Early the next morning, Guineaville was invited out of bed by the maid.
With sleepy eyes, she was arranged by the maid to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then went to have breakfast. Aslan and Artoria were already seated at the dining table. The person sitting in the main seat was not Aslan, but Duke Medea. This made Gwen
Neville was confused.
Shouldn't his father be the most powerful person in the territory?
Noticing the way Guinevere looked at Duke Medea, Arturia smiled and said: "My child, this is Duke Medea, your father's..."
Guineaville suddenly woke up and let out a sweet cry.
"grandmother!"
My father is a marquis, so it’s no problem that my grandpa is a duke. Since it’s not my grandpa, I must be my grandma.
Guineaville's logic is completely correct, but as soon as the title was called out, the atmosphere in the entire restaurant instantly solidified.
Aslan squirted out a mouthful of milk and looked at Guineaville in astonishment.
Who taught her to call her that?
Duke Medea put down the knife and fork in his hand, and then the knife and fork on the table slowly flew up, pointing directly at Guinevere.
"Who taught you to call me this? Come and tell me."
Duke Medea's shrill voice gave Guinevere an evil and terrifying feeling of being possessed by an old witch, causing him to turn around and rush toward Nomeli.
Aslan quickly stopped Duke Medea's magic.
"Teacher! Don't scare the children."
Duke Medea was dissatisfied and put away the magic field.
Nomeli hugged Guineaville back to the chair and asked gently: "Don't be afraid, child, your mother is here? Tell me why you call the Duke grandma."
Guineaville felt panicked.
At the same time, I also understood why dad let that woman sit on the main seat.
"I don't know. My father's elder and the Duke will be the one sitting on the throne from now on, so I thought he was my elder." Guinevere said with a cute look on her face.
She looks like a little girl who is out of touch with the world, which makes people unable to get angry at all.
The only exception is Duke Medea. She has now fully assumed the identity of Aslan's real wife and has to take care of Aslan in many matters. Aslan also knows this and doesn't care too much. Anyway, Duke Medea is happy.
Just fine, her so-called care was mostly a different kind of concern, which actually gave Aslan enough freedom and space.
Being mistaken for Aslan's mother by the little girl was the most unacceptable thing for Duke Medea. Although the age difference between the two was almost twenty years, she was so successful in cultivation that her age was completely unrecognizable from her appearance.
But being pointed out by Gwennaville today made her feel depressed like never before, and her eyes changed when she looked at Gwennaville.
In short, there is a saying that Guineaville made Duke Medea hate her as soon as she started today.
Aslan persuaded her kindly, then knocked Guinevere on the head and asked her to go over and apologize to Duke Medea.