Chapter Fourteen: Margaery, who doesn't want to go home
As soon as Werther returned to the castle, he heard Margaery's voice: "It's like this every day. I sit on the chair in the hall from early morning to sunset, and Brother Werther just doesn't take the initiative to pay attention to me. Why does he turn a blind eye to me? Why is he treating me like this?"
Cruel! I will definitely take revenge on him!"
Oh my God, it turns out that she has been sitting in the lobby waiting for him to take the initiative to talk to her? She has been sitting in this posture in the lobby all day just for this idea. What kind of brain circuit is this?
When Werther thought of this, his original smile gradually solidified, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"Lina, please go ahead, I don't want Margaery to see me."
"Um, okay." Lina walked around in front of Werther, partially extended her wings to block Werther, and slowly walked towards the door.
Werther followed Linna on tiptoe.
Seeing Lina's wings half-opened, Margaery opened her eyes in surprise at first. Then she stood up from the chair and walked in front of Lina. She clenched her hands into fists and stuck them on her waist. She pouted and stared sharply.
Lina.
"Lina, show brother Werther behind you!"
"Huh? You actually saw it."
"Nonsense, you are spreading your wings for nothing. You obviously want to hide someone behind you. Brother Wit went out with you today and will come back with you, so the person behind you must be brother Wit."
"Witt, come out." Lina folded her wings and looked behind her, but to her surprise, Werther was no longer there.
It was hidden somewhere else in such a short period of time!
At this time, Werther had moved to the corner of the stairs halfway up the floor. He had already guessed that Margaery would look for him behind Lina's wings, so he used the magic of teleportation to change himself here.
At this moment, he was squatting, sticking out half of his head, quietly observing the situation in the hall, and at the same time he felt very proud.
And Margery, who missed Werther, was completely crazy.
"Lina, you lied to me. In fact, Brother Werther is not hiding behind you at all. You just pretended to be like he was behind you to distract me so that he could have the opportunity to hide somewhere else!
"But, he just..." Just as Lina was about to defend herself, she suddenly figured out that Werther could do magic. In this case, the less she said, the better, to prevent others from discovering that Werther could do magic.
"Actually, I don't know where Werther is. Why don't you go find it yourself? I don't have anything to do now." Lina smiled at Margaery with a relaxed look.
Seeing that Linna was unwilling to help her find Werther, Margaery stopped making noises and collapsed on the ground, silently shedding tears.
"You, what's wrong with you?" Linna was startled by Margaery's reaction.
"I'm in big trouble. I'm about to be forced to go home. I feel helpless now." Margery's tears kept rolling down, and it was obvious how much she didn't want to leave the castle.
"Huh?" Lina opened her eyes wide in surprise, "So is it because of this that your family asked you to go back?"
"Yes, but I don't want to leave brother Werther. Even if my father sends a carriage to pick me up, I won't go back." Margery's eyebrows frowned slightly, and tears continued to roll down her face, "I don't want to go home either,
My family members are not normal, and they often go against brother Werther, which makes me very disgusted."
Werther, who was secretly looking at Margery, grasped the railing on the stairs tightly with both hands, and his heart began to fluctuate. He was not moved by Margery's feelings for him, but noticed what Margery said.
Quote: "My family members are not normal. They often go against brother Werther."
Werther knew very well what this sentence meant. Margery had a certain understanding of what the Dak family was doing, so she would say such a thing. In order to get things about Duke Dak out of Margery's mouth, he
Must be retained as much as possible
Margaery, what's more, Margaery is not bad for herself and can make life in the castle more colorful.
He sighed silently in his heart and walked downstairs with a wry smile.
After Lina slowly helped Margery to the seat, she saw Werther walking over, so she smiled at Margery and said, "Look who is here."
"Huh?" Margaery looked in the direction suggested by Lina and saw Werther. In her mind, it was like the angel who saved her appeared in front of her.
"Brother Werther!" Margery finally stopped crying and smiled as brightly as a flower, "I knew you were nearby just now!"
"Ahem, I just heard that you are in trouble?" Werther asked seriously.
"Yes, my father sent me a letter. The content of the letter is nothing more than urging me to go home." Margaery bit her lip, paused, and then said, "I am troubled by this matter, so
I don't have the heart to take revenge on you now, you must feel very lonely."
"Well, I won't feel lonely because you didn't retaliate against me, but I can indeed help you stay."
"Brother Werther." Margaery's amber eyes suddenly shone, "I knew you were being tough. In fact, you really hope that I can take revenge on you, so you want me to stay."
"Well, please show me the letter written by the palace minister first."
Margery excitedly put the letter from home into Werther's hands.
Werther looked at it:
My daughter, your Aunt Agnes told me that you are now shamelessly living in the eldest prince's castle. You know that the eldest prince is such an insidious person, how can you do this! If you still think that Dark
If it’s your last name, go back to Frank City immediately.
"I see, it seems that the palace minister has a strong desire to let you go home." Witte said, "Staying here forcefully will definitely bring trouble to you and me. What should we do?"
"Yes, I don't want my father to cause trouble to you. Only I can trouble you." Margaery held her cheek, with a sad look on her face, "Besides, I am still very confused about who put me in this house.
What happened in the castle was leaked?"
"Miss!" York ran in from outside panting, "I went to beg Mrs. Agnes again today to let you stay in the castle, and she told me something."
"It turns out it was you who leaked the information. Aunt Agnes didn't even know I lived in the castle. Why are you begging her for anything?" Margaery helplessly held her forehead and said with tears streaming down her face, "Tell me quickly.
What did Aunt Agnes say?"
"She said you were too barbaric and she couldn't discipline you. Even if she tied you up, she would send you back to Frank City. Now Mrs. Agnes's carriage has been parked outside, with a bunch of ropes."
"What, she dared to tie me up just to claim credit from my father?" Margaery was very angry. "Now that her husband has passed away and her son has been imprisoned, she has no one to rely on. She can only rely on her parents' family and my uncle Duck.
She's just a Duke, what's so impressive about her! Doesn't she know that I'm the daughter of the palace minister?"
"But Miss, the Prime Minister also has to rely on Duke Duck. He and Mrs. Agnes are both from the Duck family. They are standing on the same boat. What Mrs. Agnes means is actually what the Prime Minister means.
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"That's right." Margery sighed, slumped on the chair, raised her head, and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling quietly, falling into an endless daze.
Werther couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked to Margaery and said to her: "I'll help you talk to Mrs. Agnes. I am the lord after all, and her son is in my hands, so she will be afraid of me."
a bit."
Starlight suddenly appeared in Margaery's eyes, she sat up straight and said with excitement in her voice: "Brother Werther, are you really willing to help me?"
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There’s nothing touching about this, it’s just a matter of effort.”
"Huh, who's moved? I'm still angry with you and thinking about how to get back at you." Margaery turned her head, puffed her cheeks angrily, and folded her hands in front of her chest.
Werther knew that she was trying to attract his attention again, so he slipped away quietly when Margery wasn't paying attention.
Outside the castle, Werther saw Mrs. Agnes's round, gold-plated luxury carriage. Mrs. Agnes must be inside, he thought.
Mrs. Agnes stuck her head out, covered her mouth with a fluffy fan, and said, "His Royal Highness, why are you out? This is a private matter of our family, and Your Highness should not be able to interfere."
"Of course this is your family's private matter, but you can only pick her up if she is willing."
"Hmph, Margery has been unruly and disobedient since she was a child. At this time, she should be taken back by force."
Mrs. Agnes is really difficult to deal with. We must think of a better way, Werther thought to himself.
Yes! How about designing it so that Mrs. Agnes voluntarily sends people to compete with me in the cooking competition. Whoever wins will have the right to decide.
I took the opportunity to add garlic and onions to the food, and there was a high chance that I would win. This would not only allow Margaery to stay in the castle, but also complete the task of promoting onions!
"I came up with a good idea about fairness." Werther smiled, "I wonder if Mrs. Agnes would like to hear it."
"What's the idea?" Mrs. Agnes put down her fan and stared at Werther warily.
"You will send a person, and we will also send a person to compete in cooking in the open space outside the castle. The people of Daybreak Town will serve as judges. The winning side can make a request. If our side wins, the request will be made.
The request is that you respect Margaery's wishes and let her stay in the castle."
After hearing this, Mrs. Agnes covered the lower half of her face with her fan. Her eyes looked at the ground unconsciously for a while. After thinking about it, she said, "Can I make any conditions?"
"Of course." Werther said with a smile.
"If I win, I want you to let Wright go!" Mrs. Agnes said, "This is my request. Are you willing to continue the bet?"
Werther was not surprised because this request was unexpected.
He continued to smile: "I'm willing to bet you, Mrs. Agnes."
"However, I have another suggestion. The chefs in your castle are not allowed to participate in the competition, and Margaery, who is good at cooking, is not allowed to participate in the competition. Correspondingly, I will not let my chefs participate in the competition. I wonder if you agree with this suggestion."
Huh? It’s too arrogant to propose such competition rules, but there are other servants who can cook.
Werther said: "Okay, we still need other servants in the castle."
Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Agnes heard this, she suddenly said: "I haven't finished what I just said. Other servants in your castle cannot participate in the competition."
"If the servants of the castle cannot participate, should I or Dr. Ivan be allowed to participate? Madam's request is a bit excessive."
"Humph, originally it was your responsibility to take my niece away. Since you have made the request for a cooking competition, can't I still make these requests? If you don't agree to these requests, then we will not proceed with this.
It’s a game.”
Werther thought for a moment. Compared to the modern cooking methods he used to live in, the cooking techniques in this world are not complicated. Perhaps he could just follow the pattern and add garlic and onions appropriately.
Able to shine.
"Okay madam, I agree with your suggestion. The game will be held here at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, His Royal Highness. Hahaha~ I will definitely pick up my son tomorrow!"