"Ohara."
"Yes!" A man's respectful response came from outside the door.
"My brother Wang has set out?"
Ohara nodded, "Yes."
"You go and arrange, how can a shame of attempted murder be worthy of representing Yamatoku to attend such an occasion?"
Ohara was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are the plans for the Second Prince?"
"I want to take Youko to support my brother Wang."
A trace of surprise flashed through Ohara's eyes. He would never believe the reason why the second prince said was so high-sounding, but he didn't guess what it was for.
However, he never thought about his master's thoughts, "Yes, the minister is going to prepare now. Do you need to notify Princess Yuko?"
"I'll go and inform me." After that, he stood up from the tatami, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, and he got up and went to Yuko's room.
Walking through the courtyard, towers, rockery, you can also see the small bridges and flowing water. It is really beautiful.
The girl in a kimono sat in the pavilion, staring at the snowflakes dancing outside, reached out to catch the snowflakes, and it melted when it fell on the palm of her hand.
They said she was the princess of Yamato.
But facing everything that was unfamiliar here, her heart was full of uneasiness, because there were too many unfamiliarity and complicated kimono. She was obviously the princess of Yamato, but she couldn't even remember how to wear a kimono. She was used to snowflakes, but she had a cold that she had never been before.
It felt like she had been living in a tropical country and had not felt the coldness of winter.
Suddenly, her little hand was wrapped in a touch of warmth. She couldn't help but look up at the man close at hand in front of her. Her heart shrank slightly, and she called him with great discomfort, "Brother?"
Takechi Shimizu's thug wrapped her little hands, vented a ball of white breath, and asked her very gently, "Yuko, is it cold?"
Everything was very strange, but her brother's tenderness made her feel a little attached, as if they had been so good since a long time ago.
But the moral consciousness in my heart reminds myself that even if they are brothers and sisters, they should not act in such an intimate way.
She reluctantly withdrew her hand, "It's not cold anymore."
"It's too cold outside, let's go back to the house to sit for a while?" His gentleness would make her feel dazed for a moment, and even a familiar sense of familiarity.
"good."
He supported Yuko Kiyomizu and walked towards the house. During this period, he would also give her considerate instructions to be careful of the road beneath her feet.
"Brother, what's wrong with you looking for me?"
Takechi Kiyomizu nodded, "Brother has gone to Tayya Country, and it's time for us to set off."
Yuko Shimizu paused.
"What's wrong?"
After she woke up, it was rumored that Qingshui Wuhe wanted to poison her. It has been more than half a month since she didn't dare to see Qingshui Wuhe. Now that my brother takes the initiative to find him, he is naturally a little scared.
"Brother, I'm scared." Her voice was small, but full of fear.
Takechi Kimizu hugged her waist, "Don't be afraid, my brother will protect you and never let him hurt you again."
"But……"
His lips were stamped on Yuko's cold forehead and asked softly, "Don't you believe me?"
Yuko Kimizu was struck by lightning, unable to move, and stood in place with her stiff body, with hundreds of question marks in her heart. What was her relationship with her brother before she lost her memory?
If it was really just a simple sibling relationship, why would she be so used to his intimacy, without even a trace of resistance?
"Yuko, pack your luggage. We must arrive before tomorrow's banquet begins." Seeing her blushing cheeks, Takeshimizu couldn't help but kiss her lips lightly, and Yuko Kishimizu's beautiful eyes were wide open again, and she shouted wildly in her mind. It was unreasonable, but she just couldn't resist Takeshimizu's touch.
That night, the noble invitation letter from the Nangong family had spread throughout the Tayya Kingdom. The representatives of the royal family and the president finally could not continue to calm down. They knew better than anyone that the charitable auction of the Nangong family was by no means a simple auction, but a real battle of strength between countries.
They had already had a candidate to cooperate, but the Nangong family came like this and really caught them off guard.
The two sides discussed it all night but failed. Early the next morning, they hurried to the Nangong family with their people to stop him from doing this stupid behavior.
The fifth thought happened to use breakfast time to make a report with Nangong Mo and briefly explained the investigation over the past two days.
Jun Tao hurried in, "Master, the king and the president come to see the lady in person."
Nangong Mo sneered, "Youyou has become like this. They just thought about coming today. It's really hard for them." He hated these two partners to the core.
"If the master doesn't want to see them, I'll send them back."
"I really don't want to see them. Don't they want to see Youyou? Then take them to see you."
Jun Tao asked, "Does the master plan to hide the news of Miss Youyou's death?"
"They may be people who know earlier than we do, and there is nothing to hide."
Jun Tao nodded, "Yes, Master!" Everyone knows that the person the president and the king want to meet was Nangong Mo, but after being killed like this, Nangong Youyou's death was exposed, and the nature of the matter was a little different.
The fifth thought said, "If you have guests from Mr. Nangong, I will not be convenient for me to disturb you."
At this time, Nangong Mo had no intention of listening to the fifth thought to continue reporting, and could only nod his head tiredly, "Okay, if there is any progress, please be sure to notify me!"
Chapter completed!