For example, what Berentan said...she probably thought it was just a test for her.
Using topics like opera and art to test whether she is truly "classical" may seem to her like an attempt to test her inner stance.
That is...whether she thinks the current royal family has usurped the country.
After discovering that she was not interested in these things deep down, Berentin's attitude had a clear improvement - this showed that Hitzfeld would not think that he, the prince, had obtained the position illegitimately, and only then did he really consider whether to cooperate with her.
She even suspected that the previous topic about protecting the Duke served this purpose.
Tenize is really far from him.
"Of course, I also know what you are anxious about now."
Looking at the girl's calm face, Berentan raised the corner of his mouth as if he had guessed what she was thinking.
"After all, Ethan Doyle's case involves a Level 9 file. Although his long career as an agent is a testament to his safety, they dare not release him before it is truly confirmed."
"But don't worry. With Batty's personal reputation as a guarantee and his achievements over the years, there won't be any problems with his treatment. Even if he can't be released for the time being, it won't be hard."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and saluted the prince together.
At least the most concerned question has an answer, so I don’t have to worry anymore.
"Isn't this how communication and interaction work?" Berentan accepted the gift. "I can't let the people standing next to me be too disappointed..."
"By the way, I also heard that you saw Fabra in Elnak."
"Please tell me more about him, if you can."
Chapter 67: Resentment
It was not until he walked back to the mansion and entered the heated banquet hall that Hitzfeld realized he was hungry and cold.
Only then did she realize that she had just walked back and forth in the backyard with Berentin for more than half an hour on an empty stomach, and it was winter!
It can only be said that the communication with the other party made her nervous. She was desperately thinking about the deep meaning of every sentence, deducing various possibilities and considering how to reply... so that she slightly ignored this side. Although she felt cold, she could still bear it.
"Are they always like this?" she asked the woman beside her the moment she stepped through the door.
"Yes." Xia Yibing turned her head and followed her gaze to see a young man and woman snuggling in the bushes.
She didn't know them well, and she thought they were minor nobles who were invited to the banquet. They were all wearing formal dresses, and the fabric used to wrap the girls was quite scarce.
Backless is the basic style, and the bottom edge of the fabric on the chest is very low, revealing a hint of white cleavage... What's even worse is that there is a slit on the side of the skirt, and the girl's slender and white legs are almost visible from the side, and she is almost not wearing anything underneath.
This scene was really... Anyway, Xia Yibing didn't look passionate at all. She even felt "so cold" for the other person just standing there.
"What do you think of him?" Hitzfeld asked again, "Prince Berentan, does he really intend to cooperate with me?"
"It looks like it." Xia Yibing nodded, "Otherwise he wouldn't have to test you so much. These people are always very cautious."
She had heard Villefort mock the behavior of these princes. His original words were, "If one day a prince or princess shows kindness to you without any warning or reason, don't believe it. Think about what qualifications you have to deserve them to do this."
love?
The White Shadow Palace might not believe in this kind of thing.
There was no sign, no reason... If you break it down, it can also be understood as "I never took you to heart from the beginning."
All good intentions are acted, the real purpose will not be easily known to you.
If we understand it from this perspective, Berentin's repeated attempts to test Hitzfeld today should be because he really wants to establish a cooperative relationship with her, or to bring her to the royal family.
Because she's just an honorary member of the library?
She was unsure, and she kept guessing about the prince's intentions.
If it involves a fight with the Anti-Sunflower (one of the nicknames of the Church of the Solar Eclipse), the Tree People will definitely stand on the side of the royal family without hesitation.
But if she continued to dig deeper into the matter of Ernak Town, she was not sure what the attitude of the annual rings would be.
After all, it involves the descendants of the ancient dynasty...
The Treemen knew these people earlier than the Sara royal family. It is very likely that King Toredor was able to quickly gain the support of most forces to rebuild Sara because the Treemen asked him to "preserve the bloodline of the previous dynasty and maintain the orthodoxy of the previous dynasty after that."
Only if he agreed to this condition would the tree people support him to the death.
With this strong support, he was able to quickly unite everyone and ascend the throne.
From this we can see how high the status of the old king is in the hearts of the tree people. Once the royal family and the old king's party tear their faces apart and fight with real weapons, it is hard to say which side they will support.
She shared and analyzed these speculations with Hitzfeld, and received a nod of approval from the girl.
"I think so too!"
The little hand wrapped in black silk gloves held a small piece of cake, and when Hitzfeld spoke, there was cream on the corners of his mouth.
She was starving and ate whatever she could catch.
"Something must have happened back then... forcing the tree people to support King Toredor."
"Why else wouldn't they continue to support the old king? This doesn't make any sense at all."
"What do you think is the reason?" Xia Yibing looked down at her, her heartbeat gradually speeding up.
You can't wear an eye mask in this kind of occasion.
But Hitzfeld didn't want people to see her left eye, so she could only work on her hairstyle, with a small piece of bangs hanging down in front of her forehead to cover it.
As she continued to talk and move, the hair would occasionally shake, allowing people to see a charming golden eye through the gap.
So beautiful.
The woman sighed in her heart.
Although the gray hair is not eye-catching, it surprisingly matches the black skirt.
There are also small braids next to it... Braiding the hair separately makes it different from the loose hair and looks a bit playful and lively.
"Either the heir to the old dynasty is a waste, a piece of crap that can't be helped, or something unexpected happened, such as a serious injury, a broken generation, or being unable to assume the position for various reasons."
Hitzfeld didn't notice that the look in her eyes was becoming more profound.
"After so many years of recuperation, maybe they 'feel' like they have recovered, so... they want to take back the things they deposited."
"But the Tree People definitely don't want them to use the Death Tree to cause natural disasters."
“Annual rings… I can see that she is very afraid of this thing.”
"They were able to abandon orthodoxy and support the new king for the sake of civilization, which shows that they are reasonable. They... value the safety of all ethnic groups more than tradition."
"So if we can gather evidence that the old royal party is manipulating all this, and let the tree people clearly understand that they are not just fighting against the Eclipse Church, but the people they once served, perhaps we can avoid some conflicts."
Her main focus is still on guessing these things.
Berentin?
The discussion with him has come to an end.
The royal family is cautious. He cannot push the cooperation to the point of discussing how to deal with the old royal party right away. This matter needs to be done slowly.
He also invited them to the opera, so the next collaborative interaction might be at the opera house.
She kept talking, and Xia Yibing kept looking at her.
Until he looked at her to the point of embarrassment, he picked up a piece of cake and tentatively handed it to her.
"Come...try it?"
They have been acting together since returning to the capital.
Xia Ye hasn't eaten for a long time. Isn't she hungry?
Xia Yibing took the cake with a smile, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, nodding and commenting: "It tastes good."
Hitzfeld smiled.
Then the woman raised her hand and wiped it on her mouth, then put her finger into her mouth again.
"This one... is even better."
The smile faded.
Only then did she realize what the other person had just done...it was the cream on her lips!
How dare she say such things... in such an occasion?
courage……
That's too courageous...
Hitzfeld tried his best to restrain himself, but his fair cheeks still turned red.
Although his head was still held high in defiance, his eyes had begun to wander and he no longer dared to look the woman in the eye.
All I can say is that some things and some people can learn without a teacher.
Seeing her charming appearance, Xia Yibing added without thinking: "It would be more perfect if it was glued to the feet..."
To die!
Hitzfeld's blushing became twice as intense.
Because of the prelude of helping to put on shoes, the picture jumped directly into my mind: I sat down and lifted my feet, with some effort... and handed the toes stained with cream to the woman's mouth...
What terrified her was that she didn't feel completely resistant, but rather had a faint sense of anticipation.
How could I have such an idea!
She lowered her head, breathing rapidly, and her eyelashes blinked rapidly.
After Xia Yibing finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong.
This is a bit too much... I actually said such a perverted thing?
Her face turned red, and the two of them just stood there with their heads down, feeling awkward, and no one knew what to do next.
The buzzing sound around him amplified slightly.
There was no shortage of women at the dinner salon hosted by the prince, but their images were too prominent, so they attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared.
Those people kept watching from a distance, waiting for the opportunity to approach and chat.
It seems to be going pretty well now. The two beauties seem to be discussing something awkward. If I can bring the atmosphere back with a few witty remarks, I will definitely get a lot of extra points.
Some young people began to get restless.
But as a cold snort was heard, they saw the source of the sound, and all the flames were immediately extinguished by ice water.
Hitzfeld also heard the noise.
She turned sideways to look at the person who came and found that it was a charming girl wearing a fiery red long dress and her black hair was highlighted with gold.
She was glaring at herself angrily.
Sometimes he glared at himself, sometimes he glared at Xia.
The look in his eyes seemed... a little resentful.
Do they know each other?
She immediately turned to look at Xia Yibing and found that her face was unusually stiff, as if she had been caught doing something bad.
"Well...I didn't expect you to be here too."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Her Majesty Vona."
Chapter 68: Secret Confrontation
She is Vona? Princess Vona?
Hitzfeld looked at the newcomer with a little surprise, and the embarrassment from a few seconds ago disappeared completely.
Entering professional mode, she believed she was still very reliable. She looked Princess Vona up and down almost instantly and observed a lot of useful information.
Oh...it was what she considered "useful". Because judging from the attitude of this princess, she was probably here to cause trouble.
It’s just that it’s not Prince Berentan’s place but hers and Xia’s place... After all, she did hear some rumors that there are many rich ladies in the powerful circle of Wayne Port who are very interested in Xia Yibing.
This era attaches great importance to fertility, but it is different for those who are rich and powerful. Although they cannot avoid the fate of finding someone to marry in the end, these people have more freedom than ordinary people.
In other words, just for fun.
