Seeing him crying, Yu Qingyu felt uncomfortable, pulled him into his arms, patted his back, "You want to go to the banquet, no problem, I'll take you there!"
"Do you have an invitation card?" Fred looked at Yu Qingyu with bright eyes.
Yu Qingyu sneered, "When have you ever seen a blood race use an invitation card to participate in a banquet? We just type in directly, and no one dares not to welcome us, unless they want to die."
Fred tugged at the sleeves of his black robe, "But I want to attend a normal banquet."
Yu Qingyu was silent for a while, "Okay, I'll get you a post, but are you planning to go to the banquet like this?" He casually grabbed his short and patched clothes.
Fred lowered his head, "I have been taken into the palace since I was eight years old, and I am fourteen this year. These clothes were prepared by someone when I first entered the palace."
"So you've been wearing old clothes for years?"
"Yeah." Fred's voice was almost inaudible.
Hearing these words, Yu Qingyu felt a subtle pain in his heart. He knew that this was the fault of the dead original owner again, so he resolutely suppressed those feelings while reading, and said, "Today I will be Cinderella's fairy Godmother, I will conjure beautiful clothes and shoes for you, and I guarantee that they will not expire after twelve o'clock."
Fred looked at him vaguely. What is his connection with Cinderella? His name is not Cinderella!
Yu Qingyu looked at his ignorant expression and laughed a few times. This expression is probably his most real expression at the moment. At other times, he knew that he must be pretending. In terms of understanding him, he must be no better than the original owner. His people are gone.
"Hi! Irina, are you okay? I'll be waiting for you!" There was a knock on the door.
"Okay, okay, I'll go out right away." Irina turned her head to look at Yu Qingyu, her voice could not hide her disappointment: "Mr. Edward, this is my dressing room, I think it is definitely not a good idea for you to appear here. It's not a gentleman's idea, either."
"Hey, I'm sorry, Princess Irina, believe me, I just went out and broke in. I definitely didn't mean to offend you."
Irina's complexion improved a lot. She didn't want to believe that the person she liked would be an apprentice. Fortunately, he didn't disappoint him. "Then Mr. Edward, why are you looking for me?"
Yu Qingyu lifted his cloak, and sat gracefully on Irina's makeup stool, with his two long legs crossed, his elbows resting on the table, his head resting on his fingers, his eyebrows raised lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc, Looking at Irina tenderly, "Dear Your Royal Highness, would you like to help me get two invitation posts? I accidentally lost my post."
Irina felt that the person in front of her was full of seductiveness, blushed unconsciously, and resisted the urge to pounce on him, "I'm happy to help this little favor, and Mr. Edward is waiting here Shall I bring the invitation card?"
"The princess is so smart, I'll wait for you here, you have to come back soon~" Yu Qingyu winked at the princess.
Irina blushed and backed away, Yu Qingyu put away the smile on her lips, curled her lips with a bored look on her face.
Fortunately, he accepted the memory of the original owner's seduction, otherwise it would be strange for a steel straight man like him to be able to seduce a girl.
"Hey, Irina, why are you running to the locker room in such a hurry, haven't you changed all your clothes?"
(end of this chapter)