Chapter 379: The little mermaid in the imprisoned castle (28)

Since Fu Yue appeared at this banquet, many people have noticed her, but due to Florence's reputation, no one dared to ask the princess.
At this time, hearing the young girl's chuckle, everyone's eyes fell on her recklessly.
Although I don't know why this girl was wearing a black cloak and blocked her face, just by looking at her white chin, one can probably imagine how beautiful her front face is.
After the laugh.
The atmosphere at the scene fell into embarrassment for a while.
Silent enough to hear the breathing of others, all the guests looked at each other and dared not say anything.
No one wants to be this early bird.
Florence turned her head and took a look at Fu Yue, her delicate face with a somewhat cowardly smile, she looked in a good mood.
Little Lanni smiled.
So, um... he should have done a good job.
Have to continue.
The wine glass in Florence's hand was thrown forward by him, and across the table, it happened to hit Princess Darlene.
The wine glass shattered, and the spilled liquid stained Darlin's dress, which wetted a large part of the skirt.
Princess Darlene: "..."
She was so angry that her body was shaking, her eyes were red, but she was helpless.
The blonde beauty, Florence, exclaimed artificially, "Sorry, my hands slipped."
Very perfunctory.
Seeing Florence making such a pretentious wedding, the king became unhappy. He raised his hand and patted the table in front of him and snorted coldly: "Florence, you are too presumptuous."
He didn't really like the daughter born to the former queen. Florence's temperament was too weird, arrogant and indifferent, and she didn't get close to him.
In addition, because of some things back then, the king really didn't like this daughter.
He was obviously a widowed king, but he disliked Florence's beautiful face, because this face looked too much like her mother, the former queen.
(PS widowed disease: commonly known as lecherous)
Hearing the king's stern roar, Florence didn't even jump his eyebrows. He glanced at the king, his nominal father, and tapped his fingers on the tabletop.
Slowly said: "What? Your Majesty is to blame me for cumming?"
Florence didn't even want to call him father king.
The king was very angry.
He waved his hand, and in order to maintain the face of his king, he furiously said: "Florence, you are too presumptuous, come here, get me the princess."
The voice fell to the ground.
But no one dared to move.
The king was so angry, "Are you all dead? Soldiers, are you going to rebel?"
The guarding soldiers, including everyone present, all knelt down and bowed their heads to the angry king.
"Your Majesty, please calm down your anger, Princess Florence didn't mean to be disrespectful to you."
"Yes, yes, please calm down your anger..."
For so many years, since ascending to the throne of this empire and possessing the highest power of this empire, when did the king suffer such humiliation? Of course, this is only what he thinks.
Looking at the people who knelt on the ground, no one dared to listen to his orders to grab Florence.
The king only felt anxious.
As the ruler of the empire, he has to be restrained by his own daughter, and he cannot do anything with her.