Birthday of 209

"This prince... should be less than twenty years old..." Ashu Rufate looked at the core of the team.

"More than that," Aunt Mary's eyesight was much better than others thought. Of course, the main reason was that the prince had a lot of torches around him, which could provide sufficient lighting. "For a person's appearance... make-up, clothing and dressing are important components. I guess the prince is much older than he looks...well, he should be around twenty-five."

"Can he... succeed?" Ashu Rufate asked, staring at the strange young man in the crowd.

"Oh, it depends on the specific situation." Aunt Mary replied. "However, if this marriage proposal game is regarded as a gambling, it is undoubtedly a game worth trying. Because the cost to pay is too low compared to the harvest."

Ashrufate did not comment. This foreign team had already passed through the window at this time. People, horses, vehicles and torches turned into ignition lights and disappeared from the distance of the street.

"Ashu Rufate, say some goodbye to them." Aunt Mary said with a smile. "Magic communication is not omnipotent. As for me, the old lady, I won't stay here to disturb everyone."

She returned to the living room. Her paintings were still there, but the old woman no longer had much thought to continue her painting work today. So she started to organize her painting tools. Soon, everything in the living room was sorted aside. After she finished the work, she realized that she had a little soreness in the waist and back.

Well, it turns out that time is unforgiving. Are you old?

"Aunt." The old woman turned around and saw Ashu Rufate standing in the dim light, looking hazy and mysterious.

"What's wrong? Ashu Rufate. The couple finished their whispers?" The old woman chuckled and rubbed her waist with her hands. "Be careful during this period. Also, remember that there are four wives at home, don't spend money outside and find those women of unknown origin."

"Aunt Mary, can I ask a question?"

"Of course, I can ask if I want to ask." The old woman said with a smile. "Don't look at me as old as I am, I have finally seen some things. I think there are always some experiences that young people like you lack."

"No, not these. I want to ask, why do you draw those paintings...I mean why don't you have a face?"

"Ah, it's actually very simple." Aunt Mary sighed and replied. "Because I discovered something, although I miss him so much in my heart, I don't remember his face."

"I don't remember the face..." Ashu Rufat remembered that Aunt Mary had been married several times, but she seemed to have special feelings for her first husband. Because in his impression, Aunt Mary's tone when she talked about her first husband was completely different from her words when she talked about her husband.

"Actually, our marriage was completely accidental. I seem to have told you that I am not his main wife. He has seven wives in total, and I am the last one. In other words, before I married him, he had six wives." Aunt Mary seemed to be feeling and recalling. "The reason he married me... was probably because he had no children before. I guess that's it."

"Uh...Aunt, you..."

"You want to ask me why I married a man with six wives?" Aunt Mary said. Actually, Ashu Rufate was not asking this, but he could only nod.

"Because it's very simple, this marriage was not chosen by me, but arranged by my parents." The old woman sighed softly. "Because he is a noble lord, a real asset-owned family... and in my family, my father only has the title of a noble, and there is no income matching the title. Well, yes, in a sense, I was sold to him by my parents." She smiled. Perhaps it was because she recalled the beautiful memories of her youth, so her smile at this moment was not as good as a smile, with a hint of a girlish and sweetness. "At that time, others told me that he was a pervert, and he was so rough that he was no different from a bear, and he had never lived outside the battlefield."

"At that time, I was very afraid of this marriage and even wanted to escape. Because I was full of fear for this future husband... Haha," Aunt Mary chuckled twice, as if she thought the things that happened back then were very interesting. "The last time at a dance... in my house, a gorgeous dance was held for the first time. My father didn't have that much money, and he might be the one who paid for it... At that dance, he appeared in front of me and invited me to dance." The old woman looked at Ash Rufate, but her eyes were at a distance. "With a smile, graceful..."

While speaking, she sighed again, pulling her thoughts back from her memories. "In fact, I have only seen such a person twice. The first one is him... the second one is you."

"Me?" Ashu Rufate had never expected Aunt Mary to give him such an evaluation. Can you be proud of what his aunt said?

"It's not the one you before the amnesia," said Aunt Mary. "It's the one you now."

"What was I like before I lost my memory?"

"It's rather rough and reckless, and it's not as polite as it is now. I can see that you are educated, but education cannot change people's nature." Aunt Mary laughed again. "Amnesia can. Some people say that amnesia is equivalent to rebirth, and it seems that it is."

"My nature..."

"Rude, wild, and a little cruel and cunning. That's probably that." Aunt Mary replied. "Of course, it was the you in the past. I didn't meet that you many times, only leaving such an impression."

"Well, aunt, I think I have to say goodbye."

"Okay, remember the advice I gave you just now." Aunt Mary said. "Well, although it may be postponed for that year... but I think they will agree to the title of Countess."

Ashurf nodded and walked out of the door.

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"Your Majesty, His Highness Gisborne... has sent a messenger...he is waiting for your summons..." said the maid in a cautious tone as possible. "Your Highness... invites you to... a birthday party. It is his third time."

"Don't go!"

"But... the poor man said... if he could not invite you... he would be severely punished by his master." The maid tried her best to make the messenger who had never even come in at the door look particularly pitiful, in order to try to change the queen's wishes.

"Let that messenger get out of here...it's okay to die." The little girl's answer clearly explained her mood at this moment. No one knows why. It was the queen's birthday, but she was in a worse mood than ever. She showed obvious anxiety during lunch, but at that time she could only be considered restless. However, after the long imperial meeting, the little queen had completely lost the demeanor that the queen should have, and she looked like she gritted her teeth and hated her to the core.

No one knows who offended the Queen at the meeting, but... the outcome will definitely not be good. Everyone knows that the king may not find an excuse to deal with you for a while, but it is a personal one, so it is not perfect. The appearance of excuses is just a matter of time.

Nowadays, the temporary palace is becoming more and more crowded. Since the palace chief Scadra has been working hard to restore the entire palace to its old state. Now Byron has completely failed, and he is said to have obtained very generous spoils from Fornoros. Therefore, whether in terms of finance or actual needs, this temporary palace has become out of date. Everyone thinks that re-opening the palace is just a matter of time. The reason why it has not happened yet is mainly because the palace chief Scadra is making trouble behind the scenes. Because the palace chief needs repair, sorting, and buying new furniture before use, Scadra hopes to take all the oil and water of this matter into his own. Because his personal property suffered a great loss in the previous coup.

Almost no one knows that it is the little queen herself who is hindering this matter.

"This, your majesty... today is your birthday..."

"Is birthday important?" The little queen's words further proved that she was in a very bad mood. "What kind of banquets or dances are necessary?"

"Sorry, your majesty." The maid chose to shut up wisely. Although Jin Oli handed it to her, it was not worth it to anger the Queen because of this number.

It was already dark. The little girl looked out the window. If she was not wrong, four hours would be completely over, "Today", which is her birthday.

"I have told him that today is your birthday." The little girl remembered it very clearly. That's what Rotia told her. "If he cares about you, then he will definitely come to see you today. On the contrary, if he doesn't care, then he won't come."

The little girl hated what Rotia told her very much. It would be great if she didn't say it? At least she wouldn't be so anxious now, and something was wrong with her whole body. To be honest, she was looking forward to that person's arrival in her heart. But on the other hand, she was afraid of his arrival. Because the current environment in the city determines that this meeting must be very dangerous. Once it is broken by the maids, guards, and officials, the situation may lose control. Even if Rotia doesn't say it, the little girl can understand this.

"Your Majesty, you should rest." Another maid carefully proposed, in return for the queen's angry look.

"You all go out," she ordered. The maids are all new to each other and are still in the stage of carefully studying the words and expressions. They have not yet fully understood the hobbies and characteristics of the little queen. Faced with such a harsh order, they can only salute and retreat.

Ashu Rufate would not come, the little girl told herself that this was a rational choice for everyone. But deep down, she was full of expectations for this adventure. It was this contradiction that made her so annoyed.
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