[Volume 1] 1. Wear a book

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"Oh, who did the prince dance with him all night at the adult banquet yesterday? It is really mysterious and charming. I guess it must be the princess of which country."

"Mysterious and charming? Is it more charming than Bellia?"

"Beliya? Belia does have an unparalleled beauty, but that one is different... When I see her, I feel that my heart is not my own. Her skirt is full of stars, and her high-heeled shoes shine more than diamonds ...But it's strange that I don't remember her looks anymore."

"Oh, then she is so lucky, I also want to dance with the prince overnight. The prince is handsome and gentleman, the young girl of the whole kingdom of Solo, who doesn't want to marry him?"

"No, no, don't take me, I still like the Duke of Louis, arrogant and indifferent, so arrogant..."

There seemed to be a dispute in the back, and the elegant and old French cavity began to look like a buzzing flies. Liu Yu turned over and tried to continue to sleep, but his back was poked.

"Belia, Prince Carlo and Duke Louis, who do you choose?"

...Prince Carlo and Duke Louis?

Liu Yu thought confusedly that he couldn't read a book before going to bed. Even his dreams were related to the book.

People behind are still poking

"Belia, Belia..."

Buzz, buzz.

"Who wants to choose a prince or a prince?" A string of French came out fluently from his mouth. "To choose, of course, to choose the best, the god of light."

The buzz stopped, and the surroundings were as quiet as death.

Liu Yu raised her head subconsciously, but found that dozens of eyes stared at her without blinking, and the sarcasm and maliciousness in those eyes turned into arrows, and she was going to shoot through.

Only then did she find it wrong.

She did not sleep on her large, fragrant bed, but was in a baroque-style room.

There are large windows in the room, the light penetrates through the colorful glass and shines softly around

Rows of pure white desks carved with rose flowers, and many young girls sat in front of them. They wore exaggerated European-style pettiskirts and stared at her fiercely, just like she dug their ancestral graves.

"Beliya!"

At this time, a woman in her thirties or forties entered the door on high heels. She seemed to hear a conversation just now and pointed at her with a slender teaching stick. "You ignorant, arrogant..."

She was shaking with anger, "Dare to deliberately blaspheme our great gods, get out of me! Penalize standing for an hour, immediately, immediately!"

...Beliya?

Will Liu Yu's eyes widen as she thought?

She subconsciously glanced at her arm, her white skin was as crystal clear as the first snow of winter night, and she could see tiny blue blood vessels under her skin—

The malnutrition in her childhood made her unable to maintain such a crystal clear skin no matter how much money she invested.

And this puff sleeve, rose pettiskirt...

A line of words unconsciously appeared in Liu Yu's mind

"Beliya is naturally good-looking. To Natasi, her step-sister is like the most advanced doll she has ever seen in the Bunoy store. She has snow-white skin and long golden wavy hair. , And blue eyes...but her bad temper is as impressive as her beauty."

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