Monica looked down upon them condescendingly.

She has a delicate face, a pair of deep, large eyes typical of Westerners, her double eyelids are beautiful and not exaggerated, her blue pupils are as bright as gems, and her skin is as white as white as white porcelain.

The girl's lips were gently raised and her eyes looked down at the two of them. Her proud posture of not willing to put down her noble airs was not only not annoying, but also a bit cute...

"Why should I escort you home?" Shi Qinglan looked at her with a smile, and couldn't help but feel teasing.

Upon hearing this, Monica's delicate eyes widened.

She didn't expect Shi Qinglan would disobey her orders, and asked her questioningly, "You...you said that this happened because of you! If that person retaliates and is not good for me when we are separated, who will I cry for?"

Monica's lips slid and pulled out a bunch of fallacies.

But as he said this, his eyes glanced at Bo Yucheng's shoulder without a trace, and the blood was still flowing.

"Miss." The butler frowned gently.

He walked to Monica, lowered his voice to remind him, showing a little embarrassed, "You can't treat your life-savior like this."

Monica's little mouth was so high that it seemed to be able to hang an oil bottle.

She looked a little uncomfortable and didn't feel that she was arrogant. After all, she was the most noble woman in F country after the princess and little princess.

The rest of the country would bow to her, and would obediently surrender to her without even giving any orders.

Monica has become accustomed to such a class status and does not know how to communicate with people approachably. To be more precise, the word approachable should not appear in her life.

"Sorry, our lady is used to being arrogant at home. Don't mind your two benefactors." The housekeeper said a little guiltily.

Shi Qinglan's red lips bent slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly, "I can understand."

After all, Monica had just revealed that she was a princess in a hurry, and she probably had forgotten about this at this moment and thought they knew nothing about her identity.

"Do you give it to me?" Monica frowned impatiently, but a hint of unnatural flashed in her blue pupils.

Bo Yucheng glanced at Monica indifferently. His face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and he spit out two cold words expressionlessly. Don’t go in very much, “Not giving away.”

"You..." Monica stamped her feet in anger.

She glanced at the man's shoulder with annoyance, clenched her fists and flew around, "I would like to give you face to invite you to my house to sit. The wound is so deep that it doesn't need to be treated! Do you have to say so... so clearly!"

Monica was quite angry and embarrassed. The skin of Westerners was already fairer, and the redness on her cheeks was more conspicuous, and her eyes were so dodging that she dared not look at them.

She has never been so grateful or cared about anyone!

Besides, not everyone can go to places like the palace casually. She can only find an excuse to escort, so she won't feel embarrassed, and it will be easy to explain.

Otherwise, if she openly took two strangers to the palace, her brother would rape her again, saying that she would bring outsiders to influence his princess’ rest!

Monica is so aggrieved...

"This noble gentleman, my lady is just used to being thin-skinned. I'm sorry to tell you."

Grandpa, the housekeeper, watched her grow up, understood Monica's strong-willed Xiaojiu, smiled helplessly and said to her, "I see that the teacher's injury is indeed a bit serious. It's not convenient for you to see a doctor in F Country. Why don't you go back and deal with it with us."

"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮" Monica looked away arrogantly.

She felt that her face and dignity were broken. The princess and the crown prince's biological sister had to personally invite them to the palace where others could not even enter, and took the initiative to care about the injuries of the common people!

Let other noble ladies know that they can laugh at her for a year!

Shi Qinglan had a smile hidden in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at the girl with interest, "So that's what it is..."

She deliberately dragged the ending sound for a long time, and it sounded meaningful.

Monica's expression became even more unnatural, and she pretended to be impatient and frowned, "Do you love to go?"

"Then it's better to obey your orders than respect." Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Monica didn't expect that she would agree to it this time, and surprise flashed through her eyes, "You... do you really agree?"

She also wants to show off her life-saving benefactor to her brother!

Moreover, my sister-in-law is in poor health now and is also thinking about Chinese food. If she can see that the Chinese people should be in a better mood.

"Hmm." Shi Qinglan looked at her with a clever smile.

She came here this time for the sake of her sister-in-law and the little princess. Since this opportunity happened, there was nothing to refuse.

After all, if she and Bo Yucheng go by themselves, they will be unable to prove their identity out of thin air by then, and they may be in trouble again.

"Then why don't you leave now!" Monica's lips rose wildly.

She turned around with some excitement, walked swaying, and chattering, "Don't you still want to eat ice cream! Our chef is amazing! You can make him do whatever you want!"

He was no longer the arrogant look he had just looked like.

Maybe I felt that my face had broken all over the ground, so I just didn't want the dignity of His Royal Highness the Princess, and even held Shi Qinglan's arm with some excitement.

"Hey, I haven't asked what your name is yet!" Monica looked up at Shi Qinglan with a slightly raised face.

It’s not because she is short. On the contrary, Western girls are generally very tall. She is about the same size as Shi Qinglan, but she is used to her nostrils facing the sky and posing proudly.

"Shi Qinglan." She opened her red lips lightly and glanced at the man beside her slowly, "This is my fiancé Bo Yucheng."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng's ink-colored pupils flashed slightly.

When he heard the girl introduce his identity in front of outsiders, his scorching lips curled up slightly, and the wound on his shoulders no longer hurts, and his heart seemed to be filled.

"Then you have the same surname as my sister-in-law! Is this surname very common in China at that time..."

She continued to chirp, "By the way, my name is Monica, can you teach me how to play guns? Your skills are so good! I also want to fight him when I meet an enemy in the future!"

Shi Qinglan: "..."

She felt a little noisy and gently touched her earlobe, responding to the girl's words perfunctorily, not wanting to communicate so much with her...
Chapter completed!