Turan Empire.
In the imperial palace of the empire, a woman wearing a complicated and gorgeous palace skirt stood in front of a pink rose.
The hand wearing a white lace glove casually brushed the delicate flower, and the white and delicate hand that had been well maintained gently pinched it, and the green juice burst out.
Immediately, the delicate rose was broken off by the woman.
She casually put the fresh rose to her mouth, her lips painted with bright red pink slightly moved, and the fresh juice immediately fell on the woman's lips.
The plump lips are dyed with a delicate color.
Tasting the bitter taste, the woman frowned and spit out the petals.
She looked arrogantly and nonchalantly at the crowd gathered around her, her eyes moving, and she was charming and captivating.
The men in the crowd felt their hearts beat like drums when she glanced at her, and they had to hold their hearts and slowly step back.
The eyes of the surrounding women flashed with jealousy for a moment, but soon they remembered the identity of this woman and raised their reserved yet respectful smiles.
"Your Highness the Princess is getting more and more beautiful.
You are like the delicate rose, exuding sweet fragrance all the time."
A man came back to his senses and said.
There was another man who was not willing to be fawned over by someone so directly.
There was a hint of obsession in his gentle voice, "How can your beauty be comparable to that of a small rose?
She was like that day."
The stars above will never fall, and they will bear the loyal admiration of our slaves, while the little rose will wither in a few months."
It started with two men, and for a while, all kinds of voices complimenting the princess's beauty surrounded the garden.
Liliana looked at the crowd around her in boredom, discarded the fresh rose, and slowly walked forward.
But that rose was trampled by those people who regarded it as gentlemen and elegant.
It slowly lost its delicate appearance and lay covered in mud on the roadside.
It looked pitiful and regretful.
At this time, a slender hand slowly stretched out and picked up the rose.
The rose with messy branches and leaves fell on the man's pale hand with blue blood vessels, as if God stretched out his loving hand and gently brushed the earth.
From then on, the earth was full of life.
The rose fell into the pale hand, and the hand gently pulled off the petal held by Her Royal Highness the Princess.
The moment the petals fell, they completely lost their vitality and fell into the soil.
The remaining rose flowers slowly regained their vitality in that hand.
The delicate rose has shed the mud on its body, the gorgeous flower bones slowly close up, and the faint and slightly green fragrance slowly emanates.
That hand placed the rose on the branch where it was broken off, and the rose magically returned to the place where it originally bloomed.
The hand gently tapped the rose, and immediately the rose circled the hand, shaking the pink flower buds bit by bit, like a drunk child.
The hand slowly retracted and reached under Da Hong's robe.
The owner of the hand slowly turned around, his pale and delicate face flashing through the cloak.
A pair of eyes spread out a meandering arc, and the ends of the eyes were filled with a light red color, far better than the delicate rose, but those eyes were full of indifferent luster.
He said softly, "Let's go."
Immediately, the crowd following him left the place silently.
They lowered their heads and looked carefully at their feet, lest they offend the people in front of them.
And naturally someone will come to protect that rose.
No one knows what is happening here.
On the other side, the proud princess is sitting in the garden.
She picks up a porcelain cup with rose flowers from the east and slowly takes a sip of black tea at a moderate temperature. .
She shook the tea cup carelessly, which was completely different from the lazy style of ordinary aristocratic women.
It made people want to be the ripples in her cup, flowing over her delicate lips bit by bit.
The woman didn't care that the men around her were constantly being attentive.
She thought with a slight disdain that this was the faraway Western world, and it was really boring.
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Liliana was and is a noble princess.
But before, she was a powerful, noble, princess from the Eastern world, and now she is still noble.
But the backward Western world cannot compare with the civilized Eastern world.
When she woke up in the attic, Liliana thought one of the sisters was playing a prank.
She suppressed her anger and saw everything in front of her before she understood her situation.
The Turan Empire is the most powerful empire in this region and has great power.
Although their army seemed to Liliana to be nothing more than a bunch of rabble, it was undeniable that Liliana and her relatives relied on this powerful army to frighten enemies from all directions, and were able to live a high-ranking life now.
Liliana is really unhappy How could she be satisfied from being a princess of a high-ranking celestial kingdom to a princess of a distant barbarian capital?
What the nobles here say is really too wild and immodest, and they don't even say a single flattery at all.
The only thing here that can arouse her interest is the powerful power.
The original owner was just a princess who was famous for her beauty and favor in the empire.
The current Liliana is still the same.
She does not want to undergo difficult training to gain insignificant power.
All she needs is to conquer the most powerful man So what if you have great power?
In the end, you have to surrender to her.
In the past, her father, the general who was famous for his bravery in the armed forces, finally married her, the princess, under her father's order, and his fiancée, who was longing for him, was not completely forgotten by her in the end.
She is a princess, a noble princess.
She only needs to enjoy the gifts that others bring to her and offer them to her, and does not need to pursue them with difficulty.
Gaining power through practice is too hard.
Since there is a way to gain power by conquering others, why not do it?
Liliana thought boredly, and the surrounding crowd also saw the princess's carelessness.
At this time, several ladies looked at each other, with the same meaning flashing in their eyes, and heard a lady in an orange dress say, "Why haven't you seen the lady from Earl Herbert's family recently?"
She is a frequent guest at banquets."
Another lady covered her mouth and giggled twice, her eyes squeezed together like a fighting cock, "This lady was recently rejected without mercy by Duke Andy.
She may be feeling I'm so ashamed that I don't dare to come out of the Earl's mansion."
"Ashamed, how could someone as romantic and passionate as Miss Herbert feel ashamed?"
The enthusiasm in her mouth was said lightly, revealing a complete weirdness.
The people next to her instantly understood what she meant, "Maybe Duke Andy's rejection made this infatuated girl too sad.
That's really pitiful.
Miss Herbert is such a pitiful girl.
How could Duke Andy do that?"
Such a direct rejection?”
At this time, someone else answered, "Do you have to refuse politely?
Can that lady understand polite words?"
This ironic remark immediately caused everyone to laugh.
Liliana, who had been silent, raised her head with interest when she heard the name Duke Andy
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