Female Knight and Male Princess

"Weiwei, how are you?"

Orville’s gentle voice came from outside the door, and Lan Weiwei hurriedly pulled on her gorgeous long skirt: "Uh... alright."

She looked at the girl in the mirror, wearing a white dress with dark patterns embroidered on the floor, her black hair pulled up high. For Lan Weiwei, who has always been a gray, black and brown three-color sportswear, such a dress is like a little girl who sneaks in her mother's dress. She scratched her head helplessly, opened the locker room door and walked out.

Orville's compliment sounds very sincere: "It's beautiful."

Tyler leaned lazily on the other side of the door: "Oville, I never knew you could lie like this without changing your face." After all, he raised his eyebrows provocatively at Lan Weiwei.

After getting along for a while, Lan Weiwei has deeply realized what kind of nasty character is hidden under the angelic appearance of this "princess".

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, Lan Weiwei immediately sneered: "I don't think a man has the qualifications to dress a woman."

"But, I think a certain woman is not as good as a man in a skirt." Taylor lifted the skirt elegantly and turned around in a circle. In the spring sunshine, he was like a flapping butterfly, beautifully trembling. "Now, Weiwei, don't you think so?" The young boy's blond hair was brilliant, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a flowing painting.

Stop it! Lan Weiwei, are you going to be fascinated by Taylor's beauty again? !

Forcibly resisting the urge to answer "yes" with Taylor's blinking, holy smile, Lan Weiwei desperately hypnotized herself: I can't see, I can't see, he is a man, he is a man...

Orville smiled a little helplessly: "His Royal Highness, please stop joking. Tomorrow we should set off to Tanner City. Whether or not Vivi will pretend to be you, it's better to make a decision."

Taylor looked at Lan Weiwei from head to toe, and the contempt in his eyes was self-evident.

Should I thank him for not speaking out directly? Lan Weiwei wanted to cry without tears: "Oville, forget it, I don't think I can pretend to be a princess."

It was Daniel who came up with the idea of ​​letting Lan Weiwei pretend to be Tyler. Like all RPG games, the protagonist needs to wipe out countless little guys who stand in the way before defeating the final boss. For the residents of Murphy Continent, the saint is like the demon king in the light camp, and it is the target that must be killed. If you let them know the whereabouts of the saint, endless pursuits will follow.

Out of the protection of Taylor, whether it is the royal family or the temple, Taylor seldom needs to show up in front of people. Therefore, most people don't know what the saint looks like. Taylor and his party left the imperial capital. Taylor resumed his menswear and Lan Weiwei's women's dress. Naturally, Lan Weiwei would be mistaken for a saint.

When Daniel proposed this idea, to be honest, Lan Weiwei was still a little sad. After all, this is for her to be Tyler's stand-in cannon fodder. However, thinking about Daniel's position and his lack of expertise, Lan Weiwei was relieved again.

Taylor had a disdainful expression: "Doesn't this make people mistakenly think that I am like that?"

What is long like that? What is it like that? !

Daniel took Lan Weiwei's arm vigorously: "Calm down, calm down, Miss Weiwei."

Calm down. Calm down. If you want me to be a cannon fodder, you still have to dislike my looks. It's really frantic! Heavenly mother, can I kill that guy?

In the end, Taylor still did not agree to the plan to let Lan Weiwei pretend to be herself. His reason was: "Sure enough, I still can't accept..."

What's the meaning of the ellipsis? Can't you accept me wearing a skirt?

Lan Weiwei went to change clothes in a huff, and Taylor looked back at Orville: "Don't involve other people in the future."

"Your Highness, she is your knight."

"That woman knows nothing. If you put it first, she will die."

Orville couldn't help laughing: "You are still so gentle."

"Don't say anything as if we are familiar."

"Ala, I still remember when you couldn't reach the apples on the tree when you were a child, and then you were crying in a hurry."

"You weren't old then, right."

The memory at that time has been blurred, he deliberately forgot. The childhood years did not seem to be a good time for myself.

Disguised as a noble lady who went to visit relatives in Tanner City, the three of them left Cayenne City. Orville is the coachman responsible for driving the car, and Lan Weiwei is the lady's personal maid.

Tyler stroked his chin: "Such a role is quite suitable for you."

March is when the grass grows and the warblers fly, and outside the towering walls of Cayenne City, there is a lush forest. The clear stream is winding, spring flowers are everywhere, and birds flocking by the branches in the forest, leaving behind a faint string of crisp singing.

Faced with such a beautiful landscape, do I have to bother with an indiscriminate and poisonous guy? Ignore him, Lan Weiwei, you can do it.

After doing the above psychological construction countless times, Lan Weiwei still couldn't help but secretly glance at Taylor, trying to find out where he could hit him.

Tyler was sitting by the window, not knowing if it was intentional. He was wearing a white long dress embroidered with dark patterns, but it was much cleaner than the one that Lan Weiwei wore last time. The blond hair draped softly, like a golden pike, and white and gold brilliance flowed from Taylor's shoulders.

Heavenly mother, I surrender...

"Are you looking at me?" Tyler turned his head when he noticed Lan Weiwei's gaze. He laughed very little, but there was a charming smell in that soft smile.

Lan Weiwei felt hot on her face: "Who...who is watching you?"

"Oh..." Tyler's words were very meaningful. He rolled up a strand of blond hair on his cheek, and there was light flowing in his red eyes. "You think I'm beautiful?"

Hold on, Lan Weiwei, that guy is indeed beautiful, but he is a real man. Eh? No, if I am fascinated by women, doesn't it mean that I have a problem with my sexual orientation? In other words, it is normal to be fascinated by men.

Lan Weiwei's thinking has been confused. She stammered in defense, and retreated to the side of the carriage: "You... don't be narcissistic..."

Tyler leaned forward, his face was only an inch from Lan Weiwei, as long as he got closer, the tips of their noses would be close together. At such a close distance, Taylor clearly saw Lan Weiwei's trembling eyelashes, small nose, and smooth skin. This woman's skin is not bad, Taylor muttered to himself. Unlike everyone who was malicious and frivolous, Lan Weiwei's eyes were not obsessed, but at a loss.

Taylor suddenly got a little uninterested, and he retreated to his seat: "Okay, I won't tease you."

Lan Weiwei let out a sigh of relief: "Can you stop being scared in the future."

Taylor was a little dissatisfied with her words: "Am I scared you?"

"No... how do I put it..." After all, I am still a pure sister who has not even held a man's hand. If such a reason is said, Taylor will definitely laugh at it. Lan Weiwei could only go vaguely, "I can't accept it anyway..."

Taylor seemed to have thought of something, he raised his eyebrows: "I said, Vivi, do you like Daniel?"

Eh? Eh!

Lan Weiwei's cheeks burst red: "Blind...what nonsense?!"

This kind of reaction is a real confession.

Taylor sighed slightly: "Daniel is a priest, it seems you are hopeless."

"Who said I like him..." Although it was embarrassing, Lan Weiwei still felt it necessary to explain clearly, "I like the gentle one, yes, but I don't like Daniel."

"What about Orville?"

"I don't like him either!"

"Jace?" Jace is the head of the Fire Kite Knights, and a very gentle person.

"Jace is married, thank you."

"My uncle?"

"Are you going to ask everyone I know?"

Tyler put a joking smile away suddenly: "Couldn't you, do you like me?"

"Do you think you are very gentle, Your Highness?"

Taylor pulled the strand of blonde hair back to his ears, his expression became a little sad: "Actually, I don't know what gentleness means, probably because I have been alone since I was a child. How to treat others well, I don’t Good at." He smiled a little lonely, "I ask, do you still think Weiwei hates me..." When he saw Lan Weiwei not speaking, his smile seemed a little uncontrollable, "Sure enough, I hate me, always It’s to say something that makes you uncomfortable."

This...Is this really analyzing my mind or playing me? Lan Weiwei has had many bitter experiences of being deceived by Taylor, and she looked at Taylor suspiciously. The young man in front of him seemed to have put away all his sharp edges, whether it was the holy shell or the bad self, at this moment, it became a fragile reality of self-doubt.

"Do you hate me?" Tyler's eyes implied pleading.

"…it's OK…"

"do you like me?"

"..."

"Don't you like it?" Taylor smiled bitterly, "I still hate it."

"...No...no..." Lan Weiwei couldn't ignore his sad expression, so she had to bite the bullet and said, "I like you, really."

"Really?" Taylor burst into a big smile, "but, I don't like you."

"..."

Heavenly mother, I was deceived again. Although I knew this was the result, I just couldn’t bear to see that guy sad, did I fail QAQ...

In the dim room, the black-clothed man crawled on the ground: "Lord, there is a message from West, Orville. Hawke has left Cayenne City."

"A few days ago?" A hoarse voice came from the deep black air.

"Seven... Seven days ago..."

"waste!"

Black Qi suddenly rolled up, like a roaring lion, rolling up the man who was kneeling on the ground, and then throwing it down fiercely.

"My lord, forgive me..." The man endured the pain and knelt down again. "I have sent someone to find out. They went to Tanner City."

"Is it really for that?" The voice's anger became more and more intense, "The saint has set off, but we have not found the adult! Damn! Damn! Damn!"

As the roar rose, the whole room began to tremble. The bricks fell down rustlingly, and some hit the man, but he remained motionless.

"Find it for me, and you must find that adult as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Lord Lord." The man replied respectfully. With his reply, the black air in front of him gradually disappeared, bit by bit, until only an empty room was left.