Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess! Chapter 720 : The Forbearing Princess

"Dorothy, I'm in the wrong room, my apologies."

Felyn turned to leave, but Dorothy, behind him, panicked and quickly called out his na. "Brother Felyn, this is your ho. I'm just here helping to clean the rooms."

"Your Highness, you are a princess, personally coming to clean rooms. Isn't this excuse a bit... hard to believe?"

Felyn sighed inwardly. He had thought that Dorothy had co to her senses during the day and no longer liked him, but now it seed nothing had changed at all.

"Brother Felyn, I-I'm not cleaning the room for you." Dorothy waved to her side, beckoning her tool to co over. "I'm cleaning the room for my sister. Is that not allowed either?"

"Mr. Felyn, long ti no see. It's wonderful to see you in such high spirits."

Sylvaine stood beside Dorothy, giving Felyn a smile that said, "I am completely willing to let Dorothy clean."

"Sylvaine, it's wonderful to see you in such... high spirits as well."

Felyn began to feel so sympathy for Sylvaine.

"Dorothy, then you don't need to clean my room."

"Understood, Brother Felyn!"

Felyn put his luggage back on the second floor, only to find that his room had already been cleaned by Dorothy.

What's gotten into her?

When Felyn ca down to the first-floor living room, he saw Dorothy had already put on an apron and was genuinely cleaning.

She and Sylvaine stood by the window, wiping the glass. The last ray of sunset lingered on her face, reluctant to leave the smile there.

Dorothy's figure was quite petite, and she couldn't quite reach the top of the glass.

She could only stand on a stool, trying her best to stand on her tiptoes, reaching up with a cloth to wipe the highest area.

The hem of her skirt also rose slowly with her body, revealing a corner of her pink underwear printed with a cartoon bear.

Felyn felt the style was a bit familiar. Eitani's underwear seed to be very similar to Dorothy's, both of this cute type.

Dorothy probably picked out Eitani's underwear for her.

After Dorothy saw Felyn in the reflection on the glass, she whispered to Sylvaine, "Sister, what's his expression right now? Is he attracted by the style of my underwear?"

"Hmm... Mr. Felyn's expression right now looks like he's studying sothing, or perhaps thinking of sothing else?"

"Sothing else? He didn't get very excited, or show an expression of wanting to look but being too shy to?"

"Not at all."

Dorothy didn't believe it. She turned her head and saw that Felyn's expression clearly indicated he was thinking of another woman.

Dammit!

My underwear actually managed to evoke mories of other won in Brother Felyn's mind.

For the rest of the ti, Dorothy and Sylvaine began to sweep the floor, dust, and water the garden.

She worked diligently and didn't do anything out of line, which surprised Felyn.

"Brother Felyn, are you hungry? I baked so cookies for you."

Dorothy wiped the sweat from her forehead, took out a bag of cookies from the canvas bag by the door, and handed it to Felyn with both hands. "I made these myself. You should try them. There's definitely no aphrodisiac or anything like that in them. If you don't believe , you can have my sister take a bite."

Felyn once again felt sympathy for Sylvaine.

And who would deliberately emphasize whether or not sothing was drugged! So strange!

"I'm not hungry yet."

"Alright, then when Brother Felyn wants to eat, rember to let know."

Dorothy didn't pester Felyn, just carefully sealed the bag, put it back in the canvas bag, then gave Felyn a sweet smile and continued with her work.

Felyn couldn't quite put his finger on the change in Dorothy, but he could now sowhat understand why the citizens were so fond of her.

Besides her petite figure, which naturally evoked a desire to protect, the Dorothy in public was a very cute and gentle princess.

Dorothy herself was very sweet-looking. Her delicate features, paired with a gentle temperant, made her eyes curve into crescents when she smiled, making her whole person sparkle.

When she squatted on the ground to feed Hermie cat food, she would ow, mimicking its sound, and would also pick it up, nuzzling its face with the tip of her nose.

When she spoke with Sylvaine, she would always gaze gently into the other's eyes, quietly listening until Sylvaine finished speaking.

While she was working, she would steal a glance at Felyn from ti to ti. Once she found Felyn looking at her too, she wouldn't be shy, but would generously give Felyn a smile.

Dorothy... was she always such a gentle princess?

Felyn sat on the sofa, drinking the tea in his cup, feeling that Dorothy's reaction was a bit ominous.

"Brother Felyn, what do you want to eat tonight? I'm just about to cook for my sister. If you don't mind..."

"I'm eating with Viloti later, so you don't need to make my portion."

After Felyn finished speaking, he deliberately watched Dorothy's reaction carefully.

"Understood. Then I'll just cook for two. I'll preserve the extra dishes with a refrigeration spell-inscribed device. If Brother Felyn gets hungry at night, you can try my cooking."

After saying that, Dorothy tied her hair into a high ponytail and walked into the kitchen.

Felyn found it a bit incredible. Dorothy had no reaction?

But he couldn't see that Dorothy's nails had already left several deep marks on her arm.

Dorothy was forbearing.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A knock sounded at the door. A guest had arrived.

"Hello, Mr. Felyn. Aren't you surprised to see ?"

Ice-blue short hair swayed as she greeted him. The third princess of the Empire, Lecia, appeared at the door.

With this, all three princesses of the Empire were in Felyn's room.

Dorothy poked her head out of the kitchen, looking at Lecia in disbelief. "Sister? Why are you here?"

"Oh?" Lecia saw Dorothy's attire and felt a little surprised. "Are you planning to play the role of a maid today to win Felyn's favor?"

The three of them sat on the sofa. Felyn and Sylvaine were both a little restless.

"Sister, have so tea." Dorothy poured tea for Lecia, who was sitting next to Felyn.

The cups in the dormitory were all of the sa style, so it was easy to get them mixed up.

"Thank you. Why is my little sister so gentle today? Could it be that you've already started dating Mr. Felyn?"

Dorothy sat on the sofa, holding Hermie and stroking its fur. "You're joking, sister. Saying that will cause trouble for Brother Felyn. Brother Felyn doesn't like ."

Hearing this, Lecia choked on her water, hastily put the cup aside, and quickly took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth.

Is this still Dorothy?

She must be holding back sothing nasty.

"Felyn, I ca this ti to thank you for saving my life in front of Flos back then."

Lecia had originally planned to ask the question she was most concerned about after so pleasantries, which was who Felyn would help in the Hero's Festival.

She had seen Felyn's miraculous divine arts and knew that whoever Felyn chose to help would have a much higher chance of winning.

If Felyn still chose Dorothy, then Felyn would have to be enemies with Lecia and Albert. Felyn would have to face the forces of the prince and princess directly in the Hero's Festival.

Lecia coughed a few tis, picked up her cup, and took a sip of water to calm herself.

"Sister... you..." Sylvaine said in a low voice.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"You're drinking from Mr. Felyn's cup. You took the wrong one."

The room suddenly beca very cold.

It was as if the brief warmth from before had never existed.

Hermie's fur stood on end. It really wanted to escape, but its body was limp and it couldn't muster any strength.

"Sorry, sorry, Felyn, I didn't an to."

Lecia looked at Felyn and apologized, her gaze also falling on Dorothy, who was sitting next to Felyn.

Those purple eyes looked as if they were about to swallow Lecia whole.

So scary!

My little sister is so scary!

Lecia's reaction made Felyn feel a little strange. When Felyn turned his head to look at Dorothy, Dorothy switched her expression in an instant.

She gently stroked Hermie's fur, her eyes curved, a hint of confusion flashing through them.

"Brother Felyn..." Dorothy tilted her head. "What's wrong? Is there sothing on my face?"

(End of Chapter)