Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 16 Carrying a sack

Felissa was very good at managing her emotions. By the time she got home, all her violent and violent emotions that wanted to beat people up had been eliminated. She was also the eldest lady who had been here for more than ten years.

She has developed a temper, and there was a time when she had a stable temperament.

Arthur was already waiting at the door of his house, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming back.

When the servants from the Prime Minister's Palace came to deliver the message, everyone in the Baron's Palace was shocked. Felicia also felt strange. Safi was obviously very cold yesterday, so why did she suddenly send someone to invite her today?

But time waits for no one. Felissa and Azarez looked at each other and made an immediate decision. After hurriedly packing up, they followed others to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Arthur helped Felissa out of the car, and Azarez went to stop the carriage.

"Miss."

Felicia responded: "What's wrong?"

Arthur was a little worried: "Did you have a conflict with Azarez? I see that he doesn't look very good, he seems to be angry."

Huh? Felissa was a little surprised. She talked to Azarez on the way back. His way of speaking was no different from usual. She didn't hear that he was angry.

But she couldn't tell, the tone could be faked. She was in the carriage and didn't see Azarez's face. Even Arthur could tell that he was angry, and his expression made it clear.

Felissa held up her skirt and ran towards the backyard where the carriage was parked.

Azarez was feeding the horses in the stable in the backyard. I heard Arthur say that his movements were very unfamiliar at first. It looked like he had never done such a thing before, but he learned quickly and now his movements are

It's already smooth and beautiful.

Seeing a person who shouldn't be here, Azarez frowned: "Miss? What are you doing here?"

Felissa carefully avoided the buckets and fodder on the ground, and approached Azarez, looking up at his expression carefully.

He seemed a little angry, with a crease between his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes and looked at her without saying anything.

Although Azarez has only been in the house for a few days, he knows all the rules of what a deacon should do, and even teaches Felissa a lesson for her misbehavior. Now that Felissa is so close to him, he is worried about it.

He didn't say a word, which was obviously not normal.

Felissa was sure that he was indeed angry.

She pulled Azarez's sleeve, shook it gently, and smiled flatteringly: "I'm here to see you, don't be angry, I was wrong."

Who is Azarez? He can easily see through her intentions.

She didn't feel that she was wrong at all, she probably thought that she did a great job, and his worries and worries were probably all jokes in her eyes.

"The eldest lady did nothing wrong," he said in a stern tone, and you couldn't hear the rise and fall of his tone. "I am not qualified to evaluate the master's decision."

She had always disliked the boundary between master and servant. Being held up high by someone made her feel cold. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard what he said, and her mind quickly began to think about how to comfort the person.

Felissa tried to reason with him: "Tell me first what you are angry about, because I didn't go with you when you pulled me away? But it wasn't appropriate to insist on leaving at that time."

She looked at Azarez's expression, and when she saw that he didn't even move his brows, she knew it wasn't because of this. She racked her brains and continued to think. She couldn't remember any other time when Azarez was emotional today.

When Felissa stopped, Azarez also realized that it was not appropriate for them to leave like this, so he was not angry about this matter, but was just on guard in case Safie got into trouble and dragged her into the water again.

He was able to resist the dangers and troubles from the outside world, and he had the confidence to protect her, but he did not expect that she would actually jump into danger on her own.

The time limit Fred gave Felissa was two months. If she failed to do it, Azarez didn't dare to think what Fred would do to her.

There was actually no difference in status between the Demon King and the Crown Prince, so he knew very well what people like them were thinking. What's more, Felissa was just a baron's daughter, so it would be easy for Fred to deal with her.

Seeing that she was still thinking hard, Azarez lost his patience and walked away.

"Alas!" Felissa sighed heavily, chased after him, took his hand and squatted down, regardless of her manners, because she wouldn't let him go anyway.

A heavy object was dragged on his arm, and he could not move anywhere. Azarez had no choice but to stop, and the scolding words naturally blurted out: "Miss, please stand up. What do you mean by squatting on the ground like this?"

Such words of condemnation actually made Felissa feel friendly, so she kept up her efforts. She raised her head and looked at Azarez pitifully: "I will get up if you promise me not to be angry."

"I am not angry."

There is no fluctuation in the intonation, and it sounds perfunctory at first glance.

Felissa: "If you don't promise me, I'll sit on the ground. I'll get up again when you promise."

But is it possible to defeat Azarez? Although Azarez has never encountered such a child's angry behavior, he has the right to defeat ten with one force.

"Miss, I'm offended."

After Azarez apologized, he bent down and lifted Felissa onto his shoulders.

"Azarez!" Felissa screamed, hitting Azarez's broad back subconsciously, "Put me down!"

Azarez turned a deaf ear. Felissa's little strength was not painful to him. He easily carried the girl towards the house.

Felissa was very angry. She looked quite thin, so where did he get the strength to lift her up?

Arthur watched dumbfounded as Azarez carried Felissa into the house: "What are you two doing?"

"The eldest lady just sprained her foot." Azarez replied calmly, "I will take care of her."

But he could obviously take it back... Arthur looked at Azarez and then at Felissa, who was hiding her face in shame and anger, and backed away with a knowing look.

There were only two people left in the living room, Azarez and Felissa. Azarez put Felissa on the sofa and arranged her messy clothes and hairstyle.

After all the fuss, even if Azarez was angry again, the anger would be stuck in his chest, unable to rise or come down, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Felissa obediently allowed Azarez to clean up for her, and asked expectantly: "Are you calming down?"

Azarez raised his eyes and glanced at her without speaking.

Sure enough, it wasn't just such a fuss that could calm him down. Felicia sighed and patted the sofa: "Sit down and let's talk."

"Miss, this is not okay..." Azarez opened his mouth to refuse.

"Shut up," Felissa said lightly, "stop fooling me with this trick."

(End of chapter)