"Stella, you go ahead first! Anyway, I can ask the maids to take me there later!"
"Well, then I'll leave first!" Stella nodded.
As the heir to the earl, although the banquet has not yet started, Stella needs to go to the main hall of the palace with the earl, and then appear with the king.
Nalant naturally had no objection to this. After the two of them talked, Stella left for the main hall.
Nalant, on the other hand, continued to practice, waiting for nightfall and the banquet to begin.
However, not long after Stella left, the door of the small building was knocked again.
"Shirley, go see who it is!" Nalant ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Shirley immediately jumped towards the door.
However, what puzzled Nalant was that this little girl Shirley made no sound after a while.
"Shirley, who is it?" Narante wondered.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a figure appear at the door of the living room.
Nalant looked up and was shocked.
"Why are you here? And you're dressed like this?"
The visitor was none other than Natasha.
At this moment, Natasha was standing at the door of the living room dressed as a maid, looking directly at Nalant.
Upon hearing Nalant's question, Natasha did not answer immediately, but slowly walked towards Nalant.
"Natasha, aren't you going to attend a wedding tonight?" Nalant's eyelids twitched, feeling something bad.
"Yes, but the wedding hasn't started yet, so I came out for a walk!" Natasha saw Nalant's nervous expression and smiled.
"Miss Natasha, it wouldn't be good if other people knew about you like this!" Nalant was a little frightened.
This is in the palace, and this little girl is playing with fire, and she can still burn herself up with the fire.
"It's okay. I dismissed the maid in the palace with the excuse that I needed to choose a wedding dress alone. Now my personal maid is taking my place in the dressing room!" Natasha was completely unaware of the danger.
Nalant was speechless at this moment, "Miss Natasha, did you come to me with something to tell me?"
Natasha had already arrived next to Nalant and immediately sat down next to him.
Narant was sitting on a single sofa. Although it was a luxurious sofa, it was wide enough for two people to sit on it.
But the problem is that when two people sit together, they are definitely side by side, hip to hip.
But now Natasha, a charming woman with a perfect figure, was even more terrible. Nalant suddenly felt like he was being squeezed from top to bottom.
Moreover, in addition to the warmth of touch, Natasha's body fragrance also came from the tip of her nose.
This girl didn't wear perfume today?
Uh, no, now is not the time to think about this. I should get up immediately. I don't want to die under the peony flower.
With this thought in mind, Nalant prepared to get up.
Unexpectedly, he thought quickly, but Natasha's movements were even faster.
Natasha suddenly stretched out her hand and put it directly on his arm, immediately putting Nalant's escape plan into effect.
"Narant, you seem to be afraid of me?" Natasha looked at him with burning eyes.
"Miss Natasha, to be honest, if I say I'm not afraid, it must be a lie. After all, this is the palace, and your identity will soon become the future..."
"...If someone discovers you sneaking into my small building now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the palace today."
"Giggle!" Natasha chuckled after hearing this.
"So, Natasha, what do you want to do?" Nalant was helpless when he saw this. He was really afraid of this witch, so he could only pretend to be serious and speak.
"What do I want to do?" After hearing this, a trace of sadness appeared in Natasha's eyes. However, this sadness was immediately hidden. She spoke to Narante with a rare serious expression: "Narante, actually...actually I like it.
you!"
"Hiss!" Narant gasped.
"Natasha, this joke is not funny!"
"Narant, I'm not kidding, I really like you. That day in the Northern Principality camp, I thought I was about to fall into hell!"
"I thought about whether I could die before being humiliated, so that I wouldn't suffer so much pain, but at that time I couldn't even control my own life and death!"
"Later, I was thinking how great it would be if a brave and powerful knight from the Agate Principality came to rescue me, but I also knew that it was just a thought. Even the king and several counts could not come to rescue us, so where could we go?
There will be other brave and powerful knights."
"And just when my heart was filled with despair, you suddenly appeared!"
"You don't know how excited I was the moment I saw your face clearly. I felt safe like never before!"
"Do you know? I used to look down on you young heirs, including the eldest prince!"
"Everyone can't walk when they see a beautiful lady. As long as I smile, they will be fascinated."
"But then I found that you were different. You didn't even try to take advantage of me that night. Even if you just found an excuse at that time... you could..."
"In short, you are definitely the most outstanding, mysterious and unique young man I, Natasha, have ever seen!"
"Uh, am I really that good?" After listening to Natasha's words, Narant couldn't help pinching his chin, feeling that his confidence was once again bursting.
There is also a difference between praise and praise.
If you are praised by an ordinary-looking woman, you will only be happy for a moment at most.
But if you are praised by a stunning beauty like Natasha, it definitely represents a sublimation of your personality.
It's just that Natasha is now a hot potato, and Narant's heart trembles after feeling so happy.
"Natasha, we don't have..."
"Narant, you don't have to say anything. I know you like Stella. After all, men want to marry a wife like Stella."
"And for me, you will only treat me as a lover!" Natasha complained sadly.
This is the truth. As a new young man in the 21st century, how could he have such corrupt thoughts?
Ahem...well, the most important thing is that he doesn't like to find a lover.
It is okay for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but he must not have a ruthless wife. The status that should be given to him must still be given.
"Really?" Natasha showed a surprised expression.
"Really! But..." Nalanthe felt that he had said the wrong thing, for fear of giving this girl hope. He was about to explain, but Natasha was very considerate and immediately stretched out her fingers to block Nalan.
In front of special mouth.
"Narant, I know that I am a troubled person now, and I cannot be with you, otherwise it will only bring disaster to you! I came here just to fulfill my only wish before the wedding..."
"What wish?"
"I just have you for a short while...I am very jealous of Stella, why she can choose her husband freely and is lucky enough to have you..."
"However, as long as I can have you for a short while and be one step ahead of her, I will be satisfied..."
"Since when did I belong to Stella? I'm still my own, okay? Besides, what does it mean to own you for a short while? Well...!"
Nalant was halfway through his words when Natasha suddenly swooped over and blocked his words with her red lips.
Narant was caught off guard and was pushed down hard, lying on the sofa.