110 Chapter 109 of “Quick Wear: A Delicate Flower Is Hard to Grow (H)”

Young mermaid x pervert duke (13)

The lights are swaying at night, and the music is melodious in the tall and exquisite palace.

The ladies were wearing bright dresses, holding red wine in their hands, and looked at each other with smiles.The men also drank and mingled with each other.In a corner of the hall, King Iverson frowned and looked unhappy.

“Didn’t I tell you that the Duke must be here tonight?” Why haven’t I seen anyone yet?

Standing next to him was the thin man. He lowered his head and said, “Your Majesty, the Duke said he would be here this time.”

Iverson frowned and said nothing.He put the silver cup aside in annoyance.

Suddenly, his eyes froze and his breathing slowed down.The thin man followed his gaze and was also stunned.

Those were two people who were not like this human being.

The man was no stranger to everyone. He was a noble duke of the empire, but that woman was dumbfounded.

She was about fifteen years old. Her straight silver hair was curled into waves and spread down her back, with only the front end slightly arched. There was a shining silver hairpin on her bun. Her eyes were as dark blue as the ocean, with rippling water. Just one glance could make people fall in love with her.

Her skin is fair and translucent, and you can even see the cyan blood vessels underneath.Wearing a pale golden dress, she outlined her petite body, her slender waist, and her slender neck.

She seemed a little nervous, leaning tightly against the man’s side, her eyes trembling slightly, like a fallen angel in the mortal world.

The carefully dressed Kena is undoubtedly hard to take away, even Molde was stunned when he saw her.She dressed up everyone at the same time in very different ways.

He didn’t paint his face white, nor did he paint his mouth red, but just applied a light layer.She is out of place, but no one dares to say that she is not beautiful.

Although Molde had already expected this scene, he still frowned slightly when he actually saw everyone in a daze.

Kena held his hand nervously. She had never been looked at by so many people before, and the looks from these people made her a little scared.

The nobles watched helplessly as Mold held the girl’s hand and went to the side to pick up the wine glass. The Duke leaned over and said something to the girl, which made the girl smile brightly.

The two people standing together become a beautiful painting, and their every smile is irresistible.

“Ailuohua, I want her.” Iverson, who took a long time to react, suddenly said.

Ailuohua lowered his head and said respectfully: “Your Majesty, can you directly ask the Duke what the identity of this girl is?”

Iverson nodded hurriedly, his mind wandering, and all his original dissatisfaction with Molde disappeared.There is only curiosity and amazement towards the girl.

He originally thought that there was no one in the world who could match the beauty of Duke Molde, but now he discovered that it wasn’t that there wasn’t, but he hadn’t discovered it yet.

“Duke Molde.” Iverson quickly walked up to Molde and looked directly at Kena, “Who is this girl next to you?”

Molde had deep green eyes and chuckled: “My king, this is my daughter.”

His decibel was neither high nor low, but now the whole palace was silent, and this answer almost lifted the roof.

Even Iverson wouldn’t have thought of it, daughter?If it really counted, wouldn’t it mean that the Duke gave birth to a child when he was thirteen or fourteen years old?

The nobles looked at each other, but inexplicably believed it.If not, how could such a beautiful girl appear?If it were the Duke, it would indeed be possible to give birth to such a beautiful child.

Iverson looked a little ugly. He liked this girl, but the girl was Molde’s daughter.

He has been dissatisfied with Molde for a long time. As the king, he has never had real power. The entire empire only knows Molde, but not him as the king.

If he were to marry this girl, Molde’s identity would be even more difficult to break.

His sinister gaze rested on Kena. Kena shrank and tugged on Molde’s sleeves: “Father…” The voice was more pleasant than the voice of the empire’s singer. Just the word “father” was lingering.

Iverson couldn’t control himself at all. He asked in a deep voice: “Duke Molde, what is her name?”

Molder smiled faintly, placed his fingers on the girl’s bare shoulders, and whispered softly: “Her name is Kena.”

He turned his head and said to Kena: “Kena, this is His Majesty the King.”

Kena nodded in understanding, recalling the benefits Molde had taught her before. She lifted up the hem of her skirt with her fair hands, half-bent down, and said in confusion, “Your Majesty.”

Iverson reached out and couldn’t help but want to kiss her slender hand.

As soon as he made the move, Mold interrupted without thinking. He lowered his head, slowly leaned on her forehead, and kissed her softly: “Kena, you did a good job.”

When the girl heard her father’s praise, her smile was like a flower and her eyes were crooked.

Iverson’s expression was uncertain. He was sure that Molder deliberately prevented him from contacting the girl.

Molde’s expression was indifferent, with a smile on his lips. He was as handsome as a god, looking down on the world.