Chapter 25: The Royal Academy of Puelmii③
His golden hair rubbed against my chin, making me feel itchy and I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked, looking up in puzzlement.
I was suddenly startled by his approaching face, his skin as white and translucent as Nangong's, but his eyes were a pure blue, looking cold and clear, without any ripples.
"I'm not laughing, you must have misheard." I hastily added a laugh.
He didn't pay attention to me anymore, sat up straight and ordered the driver to start the car.
Rolls-Royce finally slowly extricated itself from a large crowd, during which pedestrians constantly knocked on the window and stared at me like I was some kind of strange toy.
Isn't it just taking a bus? Why make such a big fuss? I was stared at until I couldn't breathe, turned my head to look at the cool boy, wanting to find someone to talk to and relieve the tension. "What's your name?"
"Alone and unaccompanied!" he replied simply.
Is Dugu Jue? His name really suits his personality, cold and isolated enough.
"What is your relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince?" I continued to ask.
"Bodyguard!"
"How old are you this year?"
“17。”
Isn't that the same age as me? I'm 17 this year too.
"How old is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Looking at his unruly demeanor, plus the mature aura emanating from him, he's at least in his twenties.
“17。”
No way! He's also 17 years old? Really can't tell.
But...
Black line ah——
I looked at Dugu Jue beside me with a sullen expression, his answer was indeed concise enough to make me unable to find a topic.
Forget it, I won't talk to him anymore.
It wasn't until a long time had passed that the Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the palace, and Dugu led me to the Golden Hall. The Emperor was sitting on the dragon-head throne, savoring his tea, and when he saw me, he calmly put down his teacup, "I've already heard from Ying that you agreed to marry him. I'm really happy that you came around."
