The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

It was Miss Li Lan. Although she still looked weak and vulnerable, there seemed to be a hint of holiness in her brows, and the edges of her dark eyes seemed to be rippling with the light of the moon.

The girl was followed by a kind old woman.

"Congratulations, Miss Leland," Clara said. "Thank you for troubling me today, Lady Gwenland."

Gwenlan said, "Visualizing the dream abode depends entirely on Miss Lilan's personal talent. I only provide convenience and do not provide any protection. This path is already illuminated by the light."

"Goodbye, Teacher Gwenland." Viola said respectfully.

From this moment on, the old woman has been considered her mentor on the path of dream-realization.

The girl and the knight captain walked away from the stone path. After walking for some distance, Viola asked, "Clara, do you know Lady Gwenland?"

"I've dealt with him a few times through the introduction of a retired senior."

"Because of what?"

"The Inquisition's enforcers extorted a few fishermen, which is not a big deal... Miss Li Lan, what are you doing?"

"I seem to sense some strange traces from your description," Viola said, stunned in place, closing her eyes and thinking. "Strange, I saw mice, but they were blurry, hidden in a thick fog...Clara, am I seeing these because this description carries your memories?"

"I don't know the path of wisdom. Perhaps you can ask Aynae later," said Clara.

"Hmm..." Viola rubbed her head, "Becoming a secret cultivator is not as difficult as I imagined..."

"good?"

"To be more precise, it's a sense of accomplishment," Viola said. "I thought I would become very powerful, or at least smarter, and be able to help Your Highness in many ways, such as translating ancient books and offering advice... But when I was faced with an endless amount of information, just maintaining my composure took all my energy, let alone distinguishing the truth from the false."

What she didn't say was that during her brief encounter with the secret treasure, the image of the princess being cruel and brutal, commanding the iron army to massacre the Radiant Cultists lingered in her mind.

The scene seemed like real history, and it made Viola shudder. The girl could only firmly dismiss it as false history and sweep it into the garbage heap of the library of consciousness.

"You'll understand it if you get used to it." Clara didn't have any experience to offer Viola.

"But there are also many magical changes," Viola suddenly wiped away the melancholy on her face and said cheerfully, "Look."

She took a step forward, her figure flickering in the light and shadow, appearing and disappearing.

Clara said, "Xu, Deng, and Zang all have powers related to shadows, and the path of wisdom symbolizes secrecy. When you return, you can learn a few secret techniques to protect yourself, so as not to be exploited by His Highness's enemies."

The girl steadied herself and said dejectedly, "Do I really look like a burden to Your Highness?"

"I didn't say that, I'm sorry..." Clara was silent for a moment and asked, "Why do you think that?"

"When His Highness travels, Clara is always by his side. This means you are His Highness's most trusted and powerful guard, right?"

"At the moment, yes." Clara said without any modesty.

In Yunling, in a one-on-one fight, perhaps only Freeman Ant, a high knight who seemed to have reached the stage of perfection, could defeat her.

Even if the other paths were completed, there was no chance of completely defeating her.

The same is true for Iyana.

Viola sighed, "So, when His Highness summoned so many dangerous guests, he still sent you to protect me. Doesn't that prove that I am a burden?"

"Being protected only means that you are worthy of His Highness's attention," Clara said. "Everyone has their own areas of expertise. I don't think you're a burden."

“But what is my area of ​​expertise?”

"You are still young. His Highness will need your wisdom in the future." Clara looked cold, but she took care of the girl's emotions like a caring nanny.

"Thank you, Clara, I understand," Viola said, but she sighed silently in her heart.

It would be great if the princess really needed her own wisdom, but at the same age, His Highness can give Yunling instructions on how to govern the country, while she can only lie on his skirt and enjoy his pleasure.

What Viola feared most was that His Highness only coveted her body...

But then again, when it comes to physique, a thin slum girl like her is not even one-tenth as good as Ms. Iyana, but His Highness chose the latter between the secretary and the maid. What does he like about her?

If I can't figure it out, I can only keep it in my heart.

After leaving the fish market, Clara brought a carriage from the inn's stable and took the girl back home.

Since Mr. Leland became known as Master Leland, his house was often visited by upper-class guests, so he also hired servants, mainly maids to help with chores, cooks to prepare dinner, and tutors to Miss Alice.

It is difficult for the Li Lan couple to adapt to such a life, but they have to adapt even if they don't want to. Everyone knows that this family benefits from the eldest daughter, so when they go out, the Li Lan family must be decent, otherwise it will bring shame to the eldest daughter.

As soon as Viola returned home, a maid took off her bag and welcomed her, which made the girl feel dazed.

The day before yesterday she was a slave on the princess's bed, but today she has transformed into a "noble lady". For a moment, Viola couldn't tell whether she was a master or a servant.

"How do you do?" Viola asked shyly. "Are my father and mother home?"

"Mr. Li Lan is out for something, and the lady and the young lady are receiving guests."

At this moment, Viola heard Alice's shrill laughter coming from the living room. She followed the sound and found a bright golden color in her eyes.

The golden figure also turned around.

The girl said in surprise: "Domis?!"

Volume 97: Bird in a Cage: . Who is whose, she is hers

In the living room with exquisite decoration and peaceful atmosphere, Domis was sitting at a round table with Lilan and her daughter, enjoying tea and snacks.

Seeing Viola, the blonde girl was delighted at first, but as soon as she jumped up from her seat, she smiled awkwardly and sat back down stiffly.

"Domis, when did you come? Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Viola was as enthusiastic as ever. She immediately squeezed into a chair with her friend and took her arm. "You smell so good today. Let me smell it... Hmm, what kind of perfume is it made of? Oh my God, if you always smelled like this, I would want to hug you every day and never let go."

Domis's cheeks flushed. She said, "I just arrived a short time ago. Madam Lilan said you went out early in the morning... Did you go to the mountains?"

"It was the church. I accidentally stayed there all day. Normally, I wouldn't need that much time..." Viola shook her head. "If you want to find me on weekends, you can go to the almshouse in Temple Town. I'll usually be there."

Sidian Town, a humble settlement that has gradually developed around the construction site of the Divine Emperor Temple, has a population of approximately 30,000 to 40,000. Besides the construction workers, there's also an influx of immigrants and vendors seeking business opportunities. The goblins, with their keen sense of smell, have smelled gold. A construction company headed by the Waning family has been awarded the entire settlement's construction project. Within a year, a brand new town will be built on the northern outskirts of Genting.

"It's so far..." Domis said absentmindedly, fidgeting uncomfortably. She stood up and said, "The teapot is empty. Where is your water pipe?"

"You sit down, I'll do it."

Viola pushed the guest back to his seat, took the teapot to boil water, and when she came back, she found a chair and sat down next to her friend.

At this time, the maid brought in some exquisite baked cookies: "Madam, Miss, it's almost dinner time. When do you need to have dinner?"

"Right now," Marla Leland stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Before leaving, she said gently, "Domis, you should stay with us too. Today's family dinner is prepared for you."

Domis waved her hand, wanting to refuse, but when she caught a glimpse of Viola's dark, shining, sincere eyes, she swallowed and nodded awkwardly.

"That's not like you, Domice. When have you ever been more reserved than I am?" Viola said. "If you have any trouble, I can help."

She was really confident that she could handle Domis's problem.

Having spent so much time at Yunting Villa, Viola understood the power the princess held within Yunling. She was the princess's beloved servant, her devoted lover, and, to a certain extent, her image and image, an extension of the Celestial Dragons' power.

Although this identity is like the clowns satirized in the stories of bards, who often appear as flatterers who bring disaster to the country and the people, if her friends are treated unfairly, then Viola does not mind using the name of His Highness to bring justice!

"Domis is short of a dance partner, so she wants to invite you to the party." Alice blinked as she leaned over the table. "She even asked you if you want to wear a dress or a tuxedo."

"I never said that! Alice, do you think I won't hit your palm with a ruler?" Domis immediately glared at the little thing who spread rumors. She was about to pull Alice to her, but the latter immediately dodged sharply and ran towards the garden with a giggle.

"banquet?"

Domis turned around helplessly and explained, "It was a dinner party organized by the West Coast Merchant Guild. Due to the recent dramatic changes on the Yunling Coast, the Guild's directors gathered everyone together to discuss future rules and countermeasures."

"Hey... Domi's, your family just sells some daily necessities like combs and brushes, right? How can you participate in a dinner like this?"

"Well..." Domis was speechless for a moment. She thought for a moment and made an amendment, "That's why I have to actively participate in these social activities in order to further develop my business."

"Oh?"

Viola looked at her friend, a subtle glimmer in her eyes. The usually innocent and simple girl looked a little more sophisticated and profound at this moment.

Domis had never seen her friend look at her in such a critical manner, and she felt uncomfortable being stared at. "What do you think? If you don't have enough time, then I'd better..."

"You're lying, Domis." Viola squeezed her friend's hand tightly. "How could I not understand what you're thinking?"

"Ah?" Domis was even more embarrassed. She felt like she was full of flaws, but she was also pleasantly surprised by the warmth of the hand. She looked at Viola and said, "Viola, you really..."

"Of course, Domis has helped me so much. If you need me to help out, just tell me directly." Viola held her friend's hand and said sincerely.

"what?"

"Domis knows about my part-time job at Yunting Villa, right?" Viola smiled softly. "Our family can't get to where we are today without Domis's help. Everything I have is partly due to you. So, Domis, if you need anything, you can tell me directly. We are friends forever, right?"

"Any needs..." Domis's head began to spin.

"Although I can't use your highness's background for personal gain, I might be able to introduce Domis to some powerful people. This would definitely help your family's business. If I appear as the princess's personal maid, those businessmen will probably try to get to know Domis."

My friend’s words were like a bucket of cold chili water poured over my head.

The biting cold woke her up, followed by a sharp pain that penetrated her skin.

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Another princess!

The evil dragon high in the clouds was like an inescapable curse, imprisoning her life and love.

"Domis, what's wrong with you?" Noticing her friend's daze, Viola waved her hand in front of her.

"Nothing..." Domis gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Viola said uneasily, holding Domis's hand tightly to prevent her from pulling away. "There have indeed been some significant changes in our family recently, but I don't want our friendship to deteriorate because of this. I have always believed that Domis is an upright person who will not be affected by those vulgar fame and fortune, so... we are still the same as before, right?"

The girl had heard too many stories about people's hearts being alienated by power and wealth, but now what she was experiencing had turned from a story into reality.

My father's former coworkers also started to address him as "Sir" or "Master", and the neighbors who were familiar with my mother no longer visited her. Instead, those noble ladies who were once strangers to her came to visit Li Lan's house.

Sometimes, when Viola listened to outsiders express respect for her parents, she felt that her family was like puppets being led by strings. They were easily fooled into agreeing to any offer of a textile factory, a charity fundraiser, or a job.

The girl had no intention of interfering with her family's social life. She knew that if the person asking for help was Domis, she probably wouldn't be able to refuse.

But she was afraid that her precious friendship would be tainted by the world.

Before being carried to the bed by His Highness, Domis was the person she could rely on and trust the most.

"Of course." Domis's lips twitched slightly, and her smile was forced. She was feeling complicated. She joked, "But if I really become different from before, will you still continue to cry?"

"I'm not crying," Viola retorted. Her eyes were a little wet, but no tears fell.

Seeing such an adorable look, Domis subconsciously moved closer to her face, wanting to kiss those crystal-like sparkling black eyes, but finally paused in fear.