Looking at the snow feet in front of him, Austin covered his chest and coughed a few times. He stood up hard and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.

    The wrinkles on Austin''s face were old and ugly. "Your Highness, why did you suddenly give Austin a hand?"

    Fei, the girl in front of her, looked at him coldly, with a long black skirt covering her calf. "Why? You don''t have a long memory. You just reminded you that the name ''corester'' is not something you can shout. As a result, you shout back to me the next second. I won''t beat you. Who will I beat? Give me the honorary title of ''crown'', understand?"

    Austin looked at the girl''s cold Fei eyes and thought of her just foot, and her stomach was in labor.

    Austin''s heart was filled with fear.

    It seems that Cheryl''s strength has been rapidly restored. He can''t wait any longer. He must hurry to the old man smock.

    Austin could only bear it and bowed his head, "yes, your highness."

    "Come on, what''s the matter?" Shen Wanqing turned and returned to the throne. She sat lazily and leaned against the throne. "What''s the matter with corester?"

    Listening to Shen Wanqing''s address, Austin couldn''t help muttering.

    Don''t let him shout, but now he''s shouting here!

    "The Pope of the temple has been here for almost half a month. What are you going to do with him, your highness?" Austin asked.

    "Disposal?" the girl raised her eyebrows. "When did I say I would dispose of him?"

    Austin: "but if your highness doesn''t deal with the Pope, why take him back to the blood family? Even for him, the agreement with the temple promised to live in peace! If your highness doesn''t deal with the Pope, I''m afraid the blood family will be hard to convince!"

    "Isn''t it good to live in peace with the temple? What''s the meaning of fighting and killing?" Shen Wanqing said carelessly, "besides, disposal... Haven''t I let him be my blood servant?"

    She suddenly raised her long eyelashes, and Fei looked at Austin coldly. "Is it difficult? Do you want me to kill him and convince the public?"

    Hearing the speech, Austin looked happy and opened her mouth to answer, but she snorted coldly in the evening, "dream! Corester is my man. No one wants to move except me!"

    "Your Highness!" Austin frowned. He came forward. Shen Wanqing didn''t want to talk to him anymore. Shen Wanqing raised his hand. "If you''re here to talk to me about it, get out. Corester, don''t move any of you!"

    Looking at the girl''s back, Austin looked calm, with dark eyes and fierce vultures.

    Austin didn''t want to touch corester. He just came here because other earls of the blood family always said it in his ear. He''s just going through the motions. Sheryl doesn''t agree. That''s the best. The more she favors and protects corester, the more dissatisfied those people are with her!

    Austin hung his mouth coldly, then turned and left.

    …

    …

    A few more days passed.

    In the room, white candles were burning. In the room, it was half light and half dark. A petite body shrank on the bed.

    Shen Wanqing lay in bed and sighed. It''s been several days. Corester still ignores her, or he''s hiding from her.

    What''s all this? Did she do anything? Did she drink too much blood that day, which made her angry?

    "Dong Dong Dong -" the door was knocked.

    The voice of steward Werner came from outside the door, "Your Highness, count Federer is coming."