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Chapter Seventeen: Sibylla

Xibila is also full of grievances now. She originally thought that this guy was a stranger with bad intentions, but she didn't expect that she was still a powerful and lawless stranger.

Being so humiliated in front of everyone made Fiora, who had always been delicate, burst into tears in her eyes, but the touch from her lower body gave herself a different feeling.

"Stop! Where did you come from!"

A group of about a hundred soldiers, lined up in a sparse queue, rushed over. [bsp;   It seems that the plot has been set long ago. The "justice" army often only appears when the matter is about to end. Where are they when they were just put on their necks with a dagger?

Bai Zhou put down Xibila and looked up. He saw that the people who came were really "old" acquaintances - Raymond and Guy.

Raymond was in charge of the security of Rhodes Island. He needed to send someone to deal with the situation of a fight, but this time he had to come forward in person when he involved his daughter. As for Guy, how to say that he had the name of a husband and wife with Sibila, symbolic things should always be done.

However, they did not expect that what happened here would be Xibila.

They all know Sibila's temperament, and her experience also determines that she is not a lady who stays in a greenhouse and does not understand the world. She only knows which jewelry is beautiful and who can make herself more comfortable in bed.

In their eyes, Sibila is a fierce horse. No one can subdue her except for Duboan IV, whom she loves and respects the most. Moreover, when Monferra ran over and said, "Mom fought with others", they all guessed which guy was unlucky again. The two of them deliberately delayed the time. After all, if Sibila was not allowed to vent the anger in her heart, they would have suffered.

So, they never expected and could not believe the scene that appeared in front of them now:

The princess was picked up by a man and spanked!

Everyone is not sure what Raymond's reaction is now. He won't be happy anyway, but Juyi's eyes almost turned into substantial anger, which well reflects his current mood.

Although he and Sibila no longer have the luxury of loving things like this, she is still her own wife after all. What is the difference between being spanked in public and slapping herself in the face in front of her?

But after seeing who this bold man was, Raymond and Guy stopped for a moment and hesitated. The team of soldiers under him were originally going to go up and get the people directly, but found that their commander looked strange. The fool saw the other party's identity, which made the two regiment commanders worry, so naturally they stood behind honestly.

Xibila, who was thrown aside, sat on the ground with her hands in her knees, her eyes were red and her delicate appearance could not be imagined by anyone's strength just now.

He didn't say anything, because she could see it, Raymond and Guy's hesitant look on his face.

No matter how noble a woman is, after being wronged, no man dares to stand up for her, and no shoulder can be supported by her. This has to be said to be a sadness, and of course, it can also be said to be a satire.

A broad big hand reached in front of her, and it was Bai Zhou: "You almost killed me. I'll hit you a few times, so it's a bit."

Xibila wanted to look at him with a hatred look. This stranger who gave her humiliation did not really want her life from beginning to end, but the slap he brought to herself in the end was real, but she somehow couldn't hate her, and she looked angry and resentful. She originally wanted to slap her hand that didn't know how to cherish her before, but somehow, when things came to her, she also reached out her hand like she obediently.

This man's palms are so warm.

Bai Zhou pulled Xibi up with force.

"Who are you?" The stubborn princess has always forgotten to ask this question, but obviously, what she wants to ask now is completely different from what she just now.

"The cypress boat comes from the far east."

"My name is Sibila, I will remember you."

"That's my honor, madam."

Neither of them seemed to notice, and their hands were still holding each other.

Raymond was observing his expression and found that neither of them seemed to continue pursuing them, and now he was "shaking hands and making peace". This is of course the scene he most wanted to see, otherwise this would be the princess of the Principality of Jerusalem, and the Duke of Switzerland and the messenger sent by Frederick. He stood here, and he would not be able to leave, nor would he not leave.

"Haha, all this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Now the misunderstanding has been resolved, then, Xibila, come with us."

The two of them let go of their hands, and Sibila hid the veil on her cheek again.

"Duke, the king has woken up. He really wants to meet you in person, but I don't know..."

Everyone knows that leprosy can be contagious, so Raymond cannot guarantee whether the Duke of Switzerland in front of him will agree to the king's personal reception.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Bai Zhou was not worried about this. If leprosy was so easy to spread, then the people in front of him would probably have this disease.

"You are the Duke of Switzerland? How could you come here?" Sibila obviously didn't know the origin of Baizhou.

"Frederick sent me to discuss with Duboan IV's matters about the alliance and the recovery of the Holy City." Bai Zhou rubbed his nose.

"No wonder." Sibila said to herself.

"Please come with me. By the way, Sibila, are you going to see the king with me, or go back first? Monferra has already returned home." Raymond asked.

"I'll go with you."

No one noticed that Guy, who had not spoken, had anger flashed in his little eyes.

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The residence of the Leprosy King was very simple. It was not as much a palace as a simple two-story fortress than a palace of a king. Not to mention the palace of Isac II of Constantinople, Byzantine, even the temporary residence of Frederick in Silesia was not as good as that of Silesia.

The dirty air and the dim corridor always give people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Moreover, while walking, Bai Zhou almost never saw any maids. Even the guards were just at the door. The most frequent exchanges were priests, and some guys carrying pots and jars. I think they should be so-called doctors.

Pushing open a wooden door at the end of the corridor, the shining candlelight made Bai Zhou's eyes uncomfortable.

The room was large, but there was almost no furniture or decoration. Apart from a large bed in the center and a few scattered seats, there were only candlesticks hanging around.

It is hard to imagine that this is the place where the famous Leprosy King lived in history.
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