"Proposal? What proposal? Who is Ais?" Celia was completely confused.
No matter how drunk he was, he wouldn't do such a thing, right?
So Dane told Celia what happened at the dance last night in a few words.
Celia's face grew darker as she listened.
Even if he had no impression of his muse, he actually proposed to her in front of so many nobles.
Although he was greedy for her beauty and mystery, Celia also knew very well that if the other party was a lowly commoner, it would be of no use to his future at all.
There is no need for him to hang his future on a vase.
Dane noticed the change in his expression, and there was an almost imperceptible mockery in his eyes.
Then he lowered his head and said:
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is still waiting for you? Miss Ais is also here, in the back garden."
Celia's expression turned completely cold, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a hint of contempt.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. Now take me to meet Miss Ais."
You can be his canary.
Crown Princess. She is not qualified yet.
So after briefly freshening up, Celia led a group of guards to the back garden.
Aisi, who had not seen anyone for a long time, was already feeling uneasy.
Now that she has left the Rhodes family, she has nowhere to go but the Brant Palace.
Although the old Duke also promised that he would maintain her status in the Rhodes family until she got married, after all, she and Celia had no relationship foundation, and His Majesty had not issued a formal decree. During this period, she had to be absolutely prepared.
The tapping of leather boots sounded on the garden path. Ais turned around in surprise and finally saw Celia, whom she had longed for.
The moment they looked at each other, Celia was also shocked.
She was really the woman he met in the antique shop that day.
The same blond hair, the same blue eyes, the same graceful figure.
However, I always felt like something was wrong.
But before he could figure out what was wrong, Aisi bowed down to him and bowed.
"Ace Rhodes meets Her Highness Celia."
Celia was startled and stopped where she was.
"What did you say your name was?"
Ais raised her head in confusion: "Ais Rhodes. What's wrong, Your Highness?"
Celia laughed: "Are you the daughter of Duke Rhodes?"
The world is really small, and after going round and round, he still got involved with the Rhodes family.
But it seems pretty good?
Reske possesses the most powerful Black Rose Corps in the Brant Empire, and the Rhodes family's assets are also countless.
It would be a good idea for him to marry them, even though he hates their neutral style.
But God had sent the Muse to him, so how could he have the heart to refuse?
Celia began to feel grateful to herself for being so drunk last night.
So he showed a bright smile, slowly walked forward, took Aisi's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.
"Beautiful Miss Aisi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Looking at Celia who was even gentler than last night, Ais's face was stained with a pair of red clouds.
Who says she won't be happy married to Celia?
With her beauty and intelligence, no man would fall under her skirt.
So just a second before Celia was about to embrace her, Ais took a step back pretending to be melancholy, and a mist began to form in her eyes.
The beauty shed tears, and Celia felt distressed. He quickly expressed concern:
"What's wrong?"
Aisi pursed her lips, looking sad and heartbroken: "Your Highness, I like you very much, and I really want to agree to your proposal, but my mother and others don't agree because they feel that you are not sincere to me.
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"How could it be?" Celia frowned pretending to be serious, "If I wasn't sincere to you, how could I propose to you in public? Although this is a bit hasty, doesn't it exactly represent my feelings?
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Celia has already mastered these beautiful words about love.
So even though his memory of last night was completely blank, he still didn't blush when compiling it.
Aisi's heart throbbed violently, and she stepped forward and hugged Celia's arms.
"I think so too, Your Highness, so I told my mother that I will stay by your side during this period to prove our feelings to her."
As she spoke, she raised her watery blue eyes, weeping and complaining.
"Your Highness, you won't dislike me, will you?"
"How could it be?" Celia gently rubbed her blond hair. Strangely, their touch didn't seem as loving as last time, but he didn't take it to heart.
"I would be happy for you to stay here. Let's go and see my father together."
He wished he could keep this daughter of the Duke of Rhodes' family close to him. As long as he had Reske's support, even his terminally ill father could no longer influence his power and status.
After Celia's plea, Brant III really didn't have much objection to this.
After all, the Rhodes family is loyal and has great military achievements, so marrying them is the best choice.
So his decree was conveyed to Rhodes Manor that afternoon.
The person who announced the decree was still the attendant from last time. After seeing the old Duke, he happily handed over His Majesty's decree to him.
The old Duke didn't show much joy. He took the parchment and handed it to the butler beside him.
The attendant saw the clues, but did not intervene. Instead, he helped the old Duke into the hall under the guidance of the servant.
The strange thing is that the old Duke did not ask about the marriage between his eldest granddaughter and the crown prince throughout the afternoon, but just kept him talking about other things.
Finally, we talked about Prince Anderson, who was injured after the carriage was frightened last night.
The old Duke's face was full of regret: "His Royal Highness Anderson was not in good health to begin with. Nothing will happen to him this time, right?"
The attendant smiled and said: "Although the old Duke is relieved that His Highness Anderson's life is not in danger, he still accidentally broke a leg. I think he will be fine after a while."
The old Duke nodded, and then waved to Bai Wu, who was following Meilin Bucha.
"Miriel, come here."
Bai Wu put down the things in her hands and walked over obediently.
"You said last night that His Highness Anderson's carriage was always behind to protect you, right?"
"Yes grandpa."
The old Duke sighed: "If someone takes such good care of us, we should return the favor. How about you find some time to visit His Highness Anderson on behalf of Grandpa?"
Bai Wu smiled and said: "What grandpa said is true, and Miri'er also has this intention."
Hearing this, Froze, who was holding the snacks, was startled, and his hand holding the porcelain tightened.
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He didn't want his sister to care about anyone but him.
