Chapter 110 My face has been completely embarrassed by you!

Author: wake up duck

Chapter 110 My face has been completely embarrassed by you!

Allen now finally saw the true face of Princess Christina.

How to say

There is something noble about his temperament.

but.

It’s really not very pretty!

Allen is just a layman who judges people by their appearance and is not interested in this kind of princess!

This guy does have a good figure, but he's on the strong side, with such a figure.

Quite like a maid at home.

Although he has just gotten off the plane, Mr. Allen already wants to go home!

"It's okay, Mr. Allen, I can take you to Madrid for a walk."

Allen looked at Princess Christina who lowered her head but did not affect her speech at all.

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Shyness is shyness, but people can actually be shy and talk at the same time!

"Okay. I'd like to trouble you, Your Highness, Princess."

Under Diana's teasing gaze, Allen coughed dryly and stretched out his hand to straighten his tie slightly, then looked at Charles in the distance who was inspecting the guard of honor accompanied by the eldest princess.

It’s still fun to watch this, man, who wouldn’t want to take a walk like this?

Although the Spanish honor guard looks weird in what they wear, it is much more exciting than watching the princess.

Watching Charles slowly inspecting the guard of honor, a strange picture always appeared in Allen's mind.

It would be interesting if Charles, while walking, suddenly waved his right hand and said "Hello, comrades" to the guard of honor next to him.

While Charles was inspecting the guard of honor, the remaining staff on the special plane quietly disembarked one after another. After these people got off with their belongings, Diana whispered and signaled Allen to wait here. She and Christie

Princess Na has to meet Charles in front, and then she has to take a group photo. For this group photo, Allen has nothing to do with it.

After Diana left, Allen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced around and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a secretary carrying a small bag next to him.

"You! Come here, give me the bag, and I'll get it."

Shaking his hands at the logistics worker whose name he couldn't name, Allen snatched his small bag and carried it in his hand.

There are so many people present, but now he is empty-handed, like a second-rate man, which looks a bit irritating. Now

I finally got a package and it looked like this.

For visits between royal families like Charles, unlike other dignitaries who have to go to the conference room after getting off the plane, they only need to go to the hotel where they are staying. This is quite humane.

Even though Allen wanted to hide, he was eventually picked up and took a car with Charles to the hotel.

Diana traveled with the two princesses, and Alan accompanied Charles.

The main car of the Spanish royal family is a Rolls-Royce, but the passenger car used to receive foreign guests is a Jaguar.

As for Mercedes-Benz

Various royal families throughout Europe rarely use Mercedes-Benz, both for historical reasons and for other reasons.

"How do you feel? Talk to Christina more in these two days!"

Charles crossed his legs and rested against the back pillow with his eyes closed.

Allen looked at the scenery outside the window and replied absently: "Not very good, Your Highness, this is not my type."

After saying this, the car was extremely quiet, with only the slight muffled sound of the engine remaining.

Allen quietly turned his head, only to find that Charles had opened his eyes and was staring at him expressionlessly.

This look made Allen extremely uncomfortable. He swallowed, twisted his body, and leaned a little closer to the car window.

"Alan! Someone came to me to complain about something within the Principality of Wales two days ago. Do you know what happened?"

"Well"

Looking at Charles's eyes, Allen felt that this matter might have something to do with him, but

He has so many things going on, how can he know which one it is?

"I don't know, Your Highness."

"Some time ago, were you issued a subsidy for the first two quarters of national park protection work?"

"Well, it seems there is, right?"

Allen thought about it, and it seemed that Sylvia Guillen called him that night. He seemed to have seen such an income on the report.

The national park is right next to his estate, and he must be the first protector. Every year, the official will give him a quarterly subsidy as an auxiliary protection fee.

"The state pays you to protect the national parks! Even if you hunt, just secretly kill a few! What did you do?! Is there anyone who goes hunting with a machine gun like you? Huh?! People come to me to complain

, said that a small-scale conflict was suspected to have occurred in the national park! Large areas of forest land were destroyed! You are just stealing!"

Seeing that Allen finally remembered, Charles shouted loudly as if he hated iron.

Allen shrank his neck and whispered: "William was beaten too."

"William?! What does William know when he is so young? If you don't take him to play, how can he play with a machine gun? I heard that the ground is full of bullet casings and a large area of ​​woodland has been destroyed. Should I find you a bomber and fly it for hunting?"

interesting!"

"That's not necessary."

Charles was breathing heavily. Diana was on the plane and he was embarrassed to get angry. Now, apart from the driver and secretary, only he and Allen were left in the car, so he couldn't help but scold him.

It’s so embarrassing!

As soon as the subsidy was released, I rushed into the national park.

It is said that the person in charge of the national orchard was frightened. A prince or an earl went in with a machine gun. Dozens of bodyguards rode off-road motorcycles to assist them in committing the crime. The machine gun fired everywhere, and wild animals ran wild.

The tiger suddenly broke out, and a large area of ​​forest land was destroyed, that scene.

Allen's behavior is beyond description. If Charles hadn't stopped him, this year's House of Lords issues would have been fun again.

After taking another breath, Charles closed his eyes again and said, "You don't have to go to the banquet tonight, just go shopping with the princess."

"ah?"

Allen became a little anxious when he heard this. He came all the way here, couldn't he even attend a Spanish palace banquet?

I heard that the paella eaten in the Spanish Palace is made from king squid.

The Royal Palace of Zarzuela is so fun, and he hasn’t been there yet.

He hasn't had a meal at the Spanish Royal Palace yet. How can this sentence exclude him?

"Your Highness. I also admire His Majesty Carlos. I haven't met him yet."

"You admire me so much, do you want to imitate him in cultivating your love?"

Charles almost blurted out a sentence, but he stopped urgently, remembering that he was in Spain now and could not slander the king casually, so he had to hold back.

"Do what you have to do and don't cause me any more trouble!"

Seeing that Charles was in a bad mood at the moment, Allen curled his lips and said, "I won't go if I don't go. Are you missing that meal?"

I'm not surprised at all.

The hotel where he stayed at night was empty. Most of the entourage had accompanied Charles to the Royal Palace of Zarzuela to meet King Carlos of Spain.

Allen stayed in the hotel and chatted with his blind date, Princess Christina.

In the restaurant, Princess Christina changed into a light blue short skirt, leaned her chin on the table, and watched Allen eat.

I saw Allen holding the fork in his left hand, swiping it across the platter of sliced ​​ham and turning it in a small circle. He forked a whole plate of thinly sliced ​​ham together and pressed it into the soup bowl.

A nice bowl of chickpea stew with a pile of ham slices stuffed into it.

Allen picked up the spoon and tasted the saltiness again. He felt that it was not too salty. He picked up the spoon again, and under the surprised gaze of Princess Christina, he filled a spoonful of stew into a small basin that seemed to be called Madrid stew.

Pour into a bowl.

"Um"

This time the taste was more to his liking.

"Uh, Your Highness, don't you want to eat?"

Seeing the princess in front of him just not eating, Allen felt a little uncomfortable again. It was a little uncomfortable to be stared at by others while eating.

"Sir Allen, your way of eating is very special. Is Spanish food still to your taste?"

Christina looked at Allen's way of eating. Not only did she not think he was rude, but she felt that he was sincere and very down-to-earth.
To be continued...