Chapter 540: Private property of His Royal Highness Ye Feng

Waking up early from the dream, Sivir slept comfortably in the spacious and comfortable bed. However, no matter how easy the royal family's life is, Sivir still feels that the technological life of Piltoff Villa makes her more comfortable.
Although Piltworth does not have a royal family or anything, in terms of enjoyment, the rich life there is more luxurious than the royal family.
Rubbing the slightly squinted eye sockets, Sivir sat up with half bent. Before opening her eyes, she heard the voices of two maids: "Your Royal Highness, you are awake."
With a stunned "Uh" sound, Sivir opened his eyes suspiciously. Across the curtain around the bed, she saw two maids in Shurima costumes standing on the left side of her bed.
"What are you guys?" Perhaps it was because of a good night's sleep that Sivir didn't remember for a moment that she was a princess.
One of the maids replied diligently: "We are specially sent by the emperor to serve you the princess."
After the other maid cast her gaze at Sivir, she also said, "His Royal Highness, since you are awake, let us wait for you to change your clothes."
"Change clothes?" It was Xivir who was always calm and confused. She had never experienced the life of being served as a princess.
The attentive maid noticed Sivir's nervousness, and she explained it knowingly: "It's just to change you into the clothes Princess Shurima should wear."
Sivir got out of the bed, opened the curtain, and looked at one of the maid's neatly folded gorgeous clothes, her expression was a little awkward. She shook her head and said: "I don't wear it, you can go down."
Sivir's refusal to change clothes made the two maids very embarrassed, and they were a little afraid that they could not make a difference when they returned. One of the maid pursed her lips: "But, your Royal Highness..."
Before the maid had finished speaking, Sivir interrupted: "When you go back, tell the ancestor Azir, I ask him not to embarrass you."
Seeing that Sivir had said so, the two maids had to give up. Their new princess has a really weird temper, and she doesn't like wearing such beautiful clothes. If they were also the blood of Emperor Azir, they would definitely be vying to be princesses in new clothes.
When the two maids were about to leave, Azir appeared at the door of Sivir's palace at some point. When the two maids saw Azir, they bowed and said, "Your Majesty the Emperor!"
As soon as Sivir heard this, he hurried over, learned the style of the maids, and saluted Azir: "Ancestor Azir."
Nodding slightly, Azir asked casually: "Are you dissatisfied with this princess dress? If you are not satisfied, I will order someone to make you a princess dress again."
Sivir frowned slightly, she opened her mouth, hesitated, and said, "Ancestor Azir, you should understand what I mean. I don't want to be bound by these things, and I am not ready to be a princess."
"But you haven't come back yet." Azir smiled slightly, thinking that Sivir just didn't adapt to the princess's life.
Feeling Azir's love and trust, Sivir felt a little guilty in his heart. She returned to Azir this time not because she wanted to be a princess, but because of the burial place of the golden key and the sun disc. If she finds it inappropriate at that time, she will even sneak away with the sun disc to prevent it from falling into the hands of any party.
Azir cared again: "Sivir, my child, put on this princess costume, right?"
After Azir's repeated persuasion, Sivir decided to change into this princess dress full of Shurima style. She picked up other emotions and replied calmly: "Well, I listen to you."
"Then I will deal with some affairs first, and come see you when I have time." After speaking, Azir disappeared in place.
With the help of the maid, Sivir put on a luxurious coffee-colored tulle princess dress. The small belly and thighs are undoubtedly revealed, without a capable temperament. The tulle on the lower half of the cheek added a mysterious atmosphere to the desert princess Sivir.
Taking a photo in front of a bronze mirror, Sivir's eyes were slightly surprised. She in the mirror was completely different from her usual time. The mysterious image of the desert princess made her unable to return for a long time.
"Your Royal Highness, you are more beautiful in this dress!"
"Yes, the princess has the best figure in Shurima!"
The two maids were also stunned by Sivir's inconsistent temperament image, and they did not hesitate to praise Sivir sincerely.
The cheeks were reddened by the compliments of the two maids, Sivir woke up from the trance. She opened the mouth and said: "I'm going to find Ye Feng and them."
"Ye Feng?" a maid asked in doubt.
But the other maid's eyes lit up and said: "I remember, His Majesty said that the man named Ye Feng is the future husband of the princess. When the new imperial city is built, he will be the princess and Ye Feng. Your Highness holds a grand wedding!"
The maid's words frightened Sivir, although she liked Ye Feng, she had never thought of being with Ye Feng in this way. And she didn't know who Ye Feng liked, how embarrassing he would be if he didn't agree?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that her ancestor Azir was overwhelmed, and Sivir said displeased: "Ancestor Azir really said that?"
Without noticing the displeasure on Sivir's face, the maid happily replied, "Well, your Royal Highness, that's what the Emperor told us."
The other maid also echoed: "Hehe, Your Majesty, do you want us to accompany you to His Royal Highness Ye Feng? His Majesty also sent the maid to him to change his clothes. She must be very handsome!"
"You don't need to be with me, I will go first!"
Hearing that Azir also changed clothes to the maid of the Ye Feng School, she could not accept this kind of thing, who had never lived in the royal family. She hurriedly left her bedroom and walked into an adjacent palace for sleeping.
Before stepping into the depths of Ye Feng's palace, Sivir heard the delicate laugh of the young woman. Her face gradually darkened, her footsteps became even more hasty, and even resentment arose in her heart.
As soon as he entered the palace, Sivir saw Lulu, who also changed into a new dress, chasing Amum with a set of clothes worn by a four or five year old child. While running, she was sulking in her mouth, and said angrily: "Don't run, Amumu, let Miss Lulu wear new clothes for you!"
On the other side, two maids with voluptuous figures and revealingly dressed wheat complexions were sitting beside Ye Feng's bed with a smile, seeming to have a very happy conversation with Ye Feng.
"His Royal Highness Ye Feng is worthy of being the husband-in-law of His Royal Highness the princess, who will please people!"
"Yeah, Your Royal Highness Ye Feng, can you tell us about your adventures outside, OK?"
While the two maids were talking, while holding Ye Feng's arm, Sivir, who had just come in, felt angry.
He didn't notice Sivir's arrival at all, Ye Feng enjoyed the gaze of the worship of the two maids, and said haha, "That's it for today, and tomorrow I will tell you about my deeds of fighting Baron Nash in Summoner Canyon! "
"His Royal Highness Ye Feng, in fact, you can tell us tonight!" One of the maid's words suddenly changed, her tone extremely ambiguous.
Sivir at the door heard these words, and the black face was faintly uncontrollable with resentment and anger.
Ye Feng was a little unsure and scratched his head: "Huh? Forget it tonight, I'm planning to sleep well!"
The other maid also changed her attitude. She exhaled and said, "His Royal Highness Ye Feng, do you really understand it or not? As your maid, we are your private property at your disposal. We will do whatever you want. sure!"
Ye Feng also somewhat understood the meaning of the two maids. He swallowed subconsciously and said in embarrassment, "Forget about that kind of thing. If Sivir knew about it, she would kill me!"
"Hehe, don't worry, we will keep the secret for you, Your Highness Ye Feng..."
"Gluck..."
When Ye Feng was embarrassed about how to dodge the two maids, the black-faced Sivir walked over with a slightly heavy step.
"Ye... wind!"
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