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Chapter 83 Azarez on Secondment

"I'm sorry," Azarez apologized on Felissa's behalf, "My eldest daughter still has some health problems..."

Naturally, Safi didn't care. She glanced at Felissa with soft eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter. She has really worked hard today. Let someone take you to the guest room to sleep."

Naturally, sleeping on the sofa was not as comfortable as sleeping on the bed. Azarez nodded, saluted and prepared to leave.

It's just that Nancy is still lying on the sofa, and she can't be allowed to lie down all the time. Safi glanced at Ulysses sideways: "Why are you standing there?"

Ulysses didn't understand what she meant when he heard this: "What?"

Why am I not enlightened at this time?

Safi could only clarify her words: "You send Nancy back to the room."

Ulysses pointed at himself in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?" Why should he hold such a female orangutan?

"Otherwise?" Safi asked back, "Can there be someone else? You all grew up together after all, so what are you arguing about?"

He is awkward, when has he been awkward? Of course he won't be awkward when holding a girl, but is Nancy a normal girl? She is not, she is a gorilla.

But right now, there is really no one else who is more suitable to take Nancy back. Fred and Safi are engaged, Azarez is holding his eldest lady in his arms, and he is really the only one of the three men present.

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So he could only feel sorry for himself, walked over and leaned over to pick Nancy up.

The girl in his hand was much lighter than he imagined. She didn't show her teeth or claws when she was awake. With her eyes closed, she looked quiet and elegant. Her shallow breath fell on his chest, and she was extremely well-behaved.

The loss of consciousness lasted only a moment, but Ulysses soon came back to his senses and calmly carried her to the room. When they came back, the three of them continued their discussion and dispersed late at night.

Felissa was woken up by Azarez. She opened her hazy sleepy eyes and looked at the person in confusion: "Azarez, what's wrong?"

Azarez lowered his voice: "Miss, it's time to wake up."

She glanced out the window. The sky was still foggy. It was obvious that it wasn't time for her to get up yet. In addition, she had been recovering from injuries these days and her bones were all too lazy. She just wanted to stay in bed without getting up.

"I still want to sleep," she muttered, turning over again, "don't disturb me."

Normally, he would let Felissa sleep like this, but that was not possible today. Azarez sighed helplessly: "Everyone else is awake, you are the only one left."

Others? Where are the others? She is at home...wait! She doesn't seem to have gone home last night.

Felissa stood up suddenly, the movement was so big that Azarez was startled.

After squinting her eyes and looking around, Felissa finally remembered where she was here: "Are we still at the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Yes," Azarez nodded, raising his hand to tidy up her long, messy hair, "As you know, there will be a big event today, so you need to get up quickly to prepare."

The plan that was hastily made yesterday will be implemented today? Felissa's mind became clearer, and she finally opened her sleepy eyes: "Today?" She couldn't help but raise her voice a little.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, her movements a bit flustered: "Are you too anxious? Can't you plan more carefully?"

Seeing that she couldn't find her shoes and was about to get out of bed barefoot, Azarez stepped forward to pick her up and put her on the dressing stool. He chuckled and comforted: "Don't worry, if they don't even have this skill

, the human race should change its dynasty as soon as possible."

There was a coolness in his voice, not like a good citizen at all, but like an indifferent bystander.

Felissa frowned. This sentence didn't sound like a good word at all: "Don't talk nonsense."

This is the Prime Minister's Office, and there's no telling who might hear these words, and they might get into unnecessary trouble, so it's better to be cautious.

"Okay, don't say anything," Azarez shut up calmly, "I'll go find the maid to change your clothes."

The maid of the Prime Minister's Palace quickly helped Felissa change into a set of light casual clothes for going out, and then took her to the living room.

No less lax than her, the others had already packed up and were making final confirmations while waiting for her alone.

Felissa came over in a hurry and kept apologizing. She really didn't expect that they would be waiting for her. After all, judging from her status, even if Felissa was thrown into the Prime Minister's Palace alone, she couldn't have any complaints.

Fortunately, Safi was naturally kind to her, and she didn't mind when she heard this: "Your injury is not healed, you should rest more."

After thinking about her wounds that were almost healed, Felissa blinked guiltily and said nothing.

"Now that everyone is here, let's go." Fred said gently without intending to blame Felissa, then took Safi's hand and walked out first.

Safi's body stiffened for a moment, but soon relaxed and walked beside Fred obediently.

The sudden intimacy between the two made Felicia a little confused. She cast her puzzled eyes on Ulysses and asked silently.

"The attitude of the royal family." Ulysses mouthed to Phyllisa and explained to her.

Felissa quickly reacted and understood: This is the royal family's response to the rumors that have been turbulent these days. It must appear that the royal family has not been disturbed in any way in order to convince the public.

But do you have to be so pretentious in the house? It seems that Fred coaxed Safi or something, and used high-sounding reasons to suppress Safi, and bullied Safi into refusing.

Glancing at the smug Ulysses, Felicia was extremely sure that this matter must be due to his playboy's handiwork. However, she was also happy to see this matter come to fruition, so she arched her eyebrows and followed him from a distance.

Behind the two of them, no one came forward to disturb them.

There are two carriages parked at the door of the Prime Minister's Palace. The contrast is quite sharp. One is magnificent, and the other is simple and looks like it has two wheels.

This difference in treatment is really huge.

But Felissa couldn't laugh because she guessed that the two wheels were probably prepared for her.

Even her own carriage does not carry such a crude one.

Ulysses looked over and said, "I have to apologize to Miss Felicia. We have to leave through the back door of the Prime Minister's Palace."

If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have fallen asleep yesterday and listened carefully to how they arranged it. She was about to go out now and she didn't even know the specific schedule for today.

There is no use regretting. Felicia looked at Ulysses and asked tentatively: "Then what do you need me to do today?"

Ulysses smiled: "Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you. You will not be in any danger today."

She will not be in danger. Does this sentence mean that others will be in danger?

Sure enough, the next thing she heard from Ulysses was: "I need some help from your deacon today, and I ask for your permission."

(End of chapter)