Empires Start with Lords

Ross sat on a bench near the street and waited for fifteen minutes, when a young lady in gorgeous clothes came towards him, judging from the clothes, it should be a big family with a lot of status in the aristocracy. .

"Sir, are you interested in going to the dance together?"

The young lady's delicate voice seemed to melt the hearts of every man, and she stared at Rose with peach blossoms in her eyes.

"?"

A question mark slowly appeared on Ross's head. Facing the lady's question, Ross said honestly, "There is no time for now."

It wasn't that Rose couldn't hear what she meant.

Ross thinks to himself that although other places may not be very good, he has long been clear about what to do with girls.

After all, Ross was born in the royal family as a child, and being proficient in women's careful thinking is the unique skill of every member of the royal family.

For example, Ross could accurately judge that the young lady in front of him must not be looking for him to dance with.

Ross thought shrewdly, there must be a conspiracy waiting for him to step on the pit, he wouldn't believe it.

A beautiful and young lady looking for a not handsome and unfamiliar man as a dance partner?

What's the difference between this and the last life's advertisement of a lady who was begging for a child with a lot of money, it's fake! all fake!

"No time? You?"

The lady in aristocratic attire gently lifted the hem of her long skirt and said with a slightly regretful expression, "Hey, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

The lady glanced at the group of men in black who were looking for something behind her, and said with a hint of embarrassment, "What a pity, such a handsome and fair young man..."

The young lady who was looking back and was about to go back couldn't help it. She looked back at Ross and asked, "I have something to ask you, can you do me a favor?"

Ross smiled: "It's an honor to be able to help this beautiful lady."

The lady glanced at Ross's civilian clothes in surprise. After listening to such a gentleman's standardized accent and polite question and answer, she subconsciously had an illusion.

As if the person standing in front of him was not a commoner, but a viscount...

In fact, Ross's title is Earl, which is several ranks higher than Viscount.

But the lady said indifferently, "I sincerely hope you can help me, please."

After speaking, Ross saw the beautiful lady squatting in front of him, quickly taking off her hem of the skirt and the complicated aristocratic clothes on the top...

"Wait a minute, ma'am, what are you doing?"

Ross felt that he was a serious person.

This lady doesn't look like a special profession...why did she take off her skirt and clothes so suddenly?

"It's too late to explain, hurry up and hide under my skirt..."

It turned out that she didn't want to take off the skirt at all, but the female skirts of the medieval nobles had an extension device to hold up the skirt, and it was very heavy to carry.

And what she meant was, let Rose lie down and hide in her skirt.

Although the skirt reaches the waist and is a little over a meter high when sunk, but at this height Ross can only get in when he crouches down...

"No, absolutely not."

Ross shook his head, how could he have made such a lewd action, and still got under the lady's skirt, clinging to his buttocks.

"Please, sir, please help!"

Looking at the helpless eyes of the young lady in front of her, her long eyelashes began to moisten like a dragonfly, her azure blue eyes were very beautiful, and her long black, bright and flowing hair was a little embarrassing, but it was also quite beautiful.

Rose will never refuse the lady's request.

And she was such a woman she had never met before. Although Rose usually stayed in the territory, there were many beautiful ladies in the territory.

But Ross has never shown much, especially in front of so many people.

In front of his own people, Ross usually looks very low-key. He just wants to be a low-key lord and doesn't want to be in the limelight.

But the beautiful lady in front of him asked him to do that kind of thing...

"Hey, I can't help you with this."

Ross sighed helplessly, and then said, "But as long as you are willing to tell the whole story and the difficulties you encountered, maybe I can help you."

The lady glanced at the group of men in black who were gradually approaching behind her, and Rose naturally noticed it too.

"Actually, I'm the daughter of a duke, and I fled here because my father wanted to marry me to a powerful old man with lost teeth in the royal family, please, I heard that the old man never liked women who lost their chastity, I I want you to help me..."

The woman in front of her blushed as she spoke, not knowing how to speak.

"Is it because of such a thing?"

Ross was a little puzzled.

Although in this somewhat dark medieval background, even parallel worlds are indispensable for this kind of **** plot.

But as the daughter of a dignified duke, why should she be forced to marry an aging head with lost teeth?

"What's that old man's name? Do you know?"

"Truman Arthur. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Ross kept thinking about the name in his mind, and suddenly thought: "Truman? Isn't that a name given to the second-in-command of the royal family's hereditary son? No wonder a family can allow a duke to treat their daughter like this..."

Ross was still wondering just now, what kind of identity is it that allows a dignified duke who is second only to the core members of the royal family to treat his daughter like this.

Now Ross understands that Truman is the family secretly supporting the First Prince.

"Don't worry, I'll help you settle this matter."

Although Rose is only a small earl, he has already thought of a good way at this moment.

"Are you willing to... sleep with me?"

The woman could not wait to rush towards Rose's arms immediately, but fortunately she was stopped by Rose.

Cough cough!

Ross was choked, and quickly explained: "Let's look at the problem, don't be so rigid!"

"Then you are..."

Jenny was puzzled.

Very suspicious.

Is there any other way to help her besides going to bed?

Jenny didn't believe it at all.

Unless... Ross is at least a prince-level figure, there is absolutely no way to take the Truman family.

But how could it be such a coincidence that he chose a commoner with a handsome appearance and aristocratic temperament, and he was just pretending to be a prince?

Jenny would rather believe that her father sold her than to believe that Rose in front of her is really a prince-level man.

But at this moment, people in black rushed over a few hundred meters away. Seeing that they were about to stretch out their hands to tear Jenny apart, they were pushed away by a knight in armor.

"Stay away from our lord!"