Chapter 439 : Is-Is This Still Daiyi

Looking at Lecia's incredulous expression, Daiyi's hand unconsciously touched her earlobe.

She could say some very perverted things in front of Felyn.

But when she said these things to others, especially to Lecia with whom she wasn't very familiar, she would still feel very embarrassed.

What Daiyi said today was not a joke.

The royal family was currently divided into two factions regarding the Eitani incident, one supporting and one opposing.

Therefore, Felyn, who was at the center of the storm, was naturally also the object of attention for the royal family and the ministers who knew about this matter.

Furthermore, the selection for the next king had already begun, and as a strong contender, Lecia would definitely make a move on Felyn.

After Daiyi told Lecia about her relationship with Felyn, Lecia would be wary of the Church of Truth behind Daiyi and would not dare to do anything to Felyn.

So, this was to help Felyn.

But was it just to help Felyn?

Her dark green eyes uncontrollably looked towards the building outside the window, where Felyn's figure was.

Daiyi was a little confused as to whether her purpose in saying these things was mixed with personal feelings.

Daiyi was a little emotional, and so was Lecia opposite her.

Lecia's worldview was about to be shattered in just a few short days.

Is this still the world I know?

First, her own sister, who looked gentle but was actually very ruthless, almost died while kissing Felyn.

Then, the candidate for Saintess of the Church of Truth, the elder's daughter Daiyi, said to her face, "I'm already used to Felyn having so many girls around him."

Th-this isn't right, is it?

Lecia still didn't quite believe it. She continued, "At the school festival, I think I saw other girls around Felyn..."

"Oh, those young ladies, they are all very nice girls. Felyn even brought them home to meet me that night."

Lecia's hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "Miss Daiyi, with so many girls around Felyn, you-you're not angry?"

"Angry?" Daiyi tilted her head, hooking the hair stuck to the corner of her mouth with her finger. "Of course I was angry at first. Who wouldn't be angry? He's my boyfriend, but he has to spend time with other girls. Isn't that too unfair?"

"Yes, it is." Lecia's eyes flashed, and her short, ice-blue hair swayed more and more. She seemed to have heard evidence that Daiyi was just putting on a brave face.

"So you should be angry, right? To mess around behind your back, it's unforgivable."

Daiyi smiled faintly and picked up the black tea that Lecia had poured for her. "I don't have many friends either. I find it quite lively to be able to talk and chat with Felyn's girlfriends every day. So, after resisting for a while at the beginning, I just let him do whatever he wanted."

"What?!"

Lecia stared into Daiyi's eyes, wishing she could abandon royal etiquette right now, pull Daiyi into her room, and ask her about this clearly.

But she couldn't do that. She could only suppress the shock in her heart and try not to let Daiyi discover her abnormality, so as not to be disrespectful to Daiyi.

"Miss Daiyi is really... magnanimous."

Daiyi shook her head, "Who can I blame but my Felyn for being fickle. I don't encourage him to find so many either."

"Then Miss Daiyi, are you still going to be with a Felyn like that?" Lecia finally asked an offensive question.

She had to ask, otherwise, she would definitely be tossing and turning in bed at night thinking about one question, "What right does Felyn have?"

Daiyi placed the teacup back on the table, and the teaware made a crisp and pleasant clinking sound.

"Mhm. I like Felyn. Although he's a bit fickle, I still want to marry him."

A bit fickle?

Does that mean the girls around him can't even be counted on two hands?

Daiyi, wake up!

Are you love-struck?!

Lecia couldn't believe that such a Daiyi would be a complete love-struck fool. She thought Daiyi should be the type... the type who was extremely cold and would disregard everything for her ideals.

"Miss Lecia, you don't have to be so surprised." Daiyi saw that Lecia's mouth was agape with surprise.

Did I say something a little too harsh just now?

"I just have this confidence, believing that Felyn likes me the most. So, no matter what entanglements he has with other girls, he will eventually have to come back to me."

Lecia opened her mouth, but the words were stuck in her throat.

Don't explain, Daiyi!

If this isn't being love-struck, what is?!

The empire allowed polygamy and polyandry, so what surprised Lecia was that someone with such a noble status and free spirit as Daiyi would agree to Felyn finding other girls and sharing Felyn with them.

The bell rang, interrupting their conversation.

"Fe-Felyn, he seems to be out..." Lecia pointed at Felyn's figure in the distant building and quickly changed the subject. "Does Miss Daiyi want to go take a look?"

Daiyi's gaze followed Lecia's finger to that familiar figure. Dorothy was already holding Felyn's arm, the two of them almost pressed together, talking about something.

Daiyi bit her lip hard and said something that almost made Lecia break down.

"Let Her Highness Dorothy and Felyn stay together for a while longer. I can be last in line."

Lecia's body sank into the soft chair.

I don't want to hear anymore!

First, Dorothy and Felyn kissed each other in front of me, and now I hear Daiyi say such things. My soul is no longer pure!

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At night, the banquet began.

The brilliant crystal chandeliers illuminated the banquet hall as if it were daytime. Nobles held champagne glasses and chatted lively, the rustle of skirts and suits rubbing against each other.

Daiyi leaned against a corner alone, watching the guests who kept walking in through the door.

Her status was special, and she could communicate directly with the royal family at any time, so after she took the initiative to apply to join this banquet, the royal family immediately agreed.

It wasn't until Felyn's figure appeared that a trace of change appeared on her cold face.

Daiyi subconsciously straightened up, her fingertips gently brushing over her black skirt.

She walked towards Felyn, who had his back to her. Even she didn't notice that a faint, imperceptible smile had already appeared on the corners of her mouth.

Just as she took a step forward, a figure blocked the space between Daiyi and Felyn.

"Brother Felyn, why are you so late? Dorothy has been waiting for you for a long time." Dorothy pounced over, her lace gloves gripping Felyn's sleeve tightly.

"Dorothy, didn't I tell you not to call me Brother Felyn in public? People will misunderstand me for a pervert."

Daiyi's hand, suspended in mid-air, slowly lowered as she watched Dorothy pull Felyn away to another place.

Her dark green eyes suddenly dimmed, her eyelashes resting weakly on her face.

For a moment, Daiyi felt that the surroundings were a bit... noisy.

So noisy that it made her feel a little annoyed.

(End of Chapter)