There’s no problem anymore.”

Although I made an excuse, it is true. My injury has not fully recovered yet, and it is reasonable to take more rest.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Juliet clutched her chest tightly, worried and blaming herself: "I'm sorry, Juliet completely forgot that His Highness was still injured, and actually asked His Highness to go out with her to play."

"I wanted to watch Mira's performance and forced you to go out. How come it became your responsibility instead?" I smiled, fearing that the confused knight would get into trouble again, so I hurriedly continued.

"Now, let me rest for a while and I'll be fine. Don't worry, I'm really fine."

"Is this true?" Juliet stared at me without blinking, as if she wanted to see some incurable disease from my face.

"That's really it." I couldn't laugh or cry. In order to prove that there was really nothing wrong with me, I let her see clearly. I didn't go back to the room. I just sat down on the bench in the living room, lay down on my side, covered with a quilt, and took a midday nap.

After a while, a slight sound suddenly came from the side. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Juliet, squatting in front of the chair, looking at me curiously.

"..." Are you planning to observe me from all directions and at a close range, 360 degrees, to confirm that I can really be saved?

Obviously I was overthinking it. Juliet had no such intention. When their eyes met, she gently clasped her hands together and spoke softly as if she had just remembered something.

"Did you disturb His Highness's sleep?"

"No. What's the matter?"

"Juliet is still a little uneasy in her heart. In order to express her apology, she wants to do something for His Highness."

"What...what's the matter?" I was a little uneasy. I had learned from the past and had said this before. As a result, I was given a glass of Sac Crystal wine puree, which made me sleep for nearly three days.

"I just remembered. Mira used to like sleeping on my lap, so I was wondering if His Highness would like it too." Juliet blinked and looked at me expectantly.

Pillow... pillow on your thigh?

I gulped, could this be the legendary knee pillow?

His eyes subconsciously glanced at Mira's squatting thighs. The straight and slender breasts were tight due to the squatting posture. Even through the long skirt, you can feel the amazing smoothness and elasticity on it. If it is placed on a pillow

On top of this, it is perhaps the best enjoyment second only to Linya’s chest pillow.

But, no, Juliet is not humane, so why don’t I understand? How can this kind of thing be done between men and women other than lovers?

However, Juliet's hopeful eyes were so shining that I couldn't say no words of rejection. Damn it, am I not the savior? Use your brain quickly to get rid of the current predicament!!!

Perhaps the saviors from countless planes finally couldn't bear to see me, the incompetent savior, and came to help one after another. At this moment, I had a flash of inspiration.

"Rather than a lap pillow, if you want to do something for me, Juliet, I would rather you sing me a lullaby to accompany me to sleep."

"Is it really possible?"

Juliet's eyes lit up. Indeed, singing undoubtedly gave her more confidence and a sense of accomplishment than anyone else could do it.

"Of course, please." I nodded vigorously.

"Okay...Okay, let me prepare a little bit. What musical instrument should I use?"

"No need, just sing a cappella. It can make me fall asleep beautifully."

"But wouldn't this be too simple and too rude?" Juliet was a little worried, as if she was entertaining guests with simple meals.

"Of course not. My ears are not that noble. Besides, Juliet's songs are beautiful no matter how you listen to them. Even without instruments, you are still one of the top ten singers, right?"

"Woo~~~!!!"

It seemed that it was rare to receive such a compliment. Juliet blushed. She had a confused personality and her reflex arc was so long that she could circle the Dark Continent seven times. She blushed instantly. She really wanted to take a photo of this rare scene and share it with Knight Mipa.

"Then... well, if His Highness the Prince doesn't mind... Juliet is very happy... really happy..." As she spoke, Juliet's eyes turned a little moist.

"Why are you crying? Has no one praised you like this except me? This is the truth."

I couldn't deal with Juliet's strong reaction. It was too exaggerated.

Treat her fairly, like Cinderella, she is often bullied and insulted by the people around her.

"That's because, apart from His Majesty and my sisters, there are few people who can praise me in such a natural tone like Your Highness."

ha?!

No, even though what I just said was very natural and not intentional, it was also because Juliet deserved such praise. How could others not do it? As a top ten singer, couldn't she still enjoy it?

A natural and sincere compliment from everyone?

After thinking about it, I can roughly guess the reason. This may be related to Juliet's character, because she is afraid of saying or doing something wrong. She is cautious when facing other people and tries to avoid making mistakes. Her conservative caution

Her cautiousness naturally infected the other person. Coupled with the prominent status of the inheritor, it was impossible for others to get along with and talk to her naturally. Even the compliments that were not exaggerated were a little more artificial, and her personality was confused.

Juliet happens to be delicate and sensitive that no one else knows.

Although I figured out the reason, I didn't have a solution. I had to let Juliet be moved silently until she calmed down.

"Juliet, let me sing for Your Highness now." The energetic singer knight said with her fists clenched, her eyes seeming to be on fire.

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to it." I could finally close my eyes and fall asleep soundly while listening to the beautiful tones of the top ten singers. I was so looking forward to it that I was about to close my eyes again.

"Speaking of which, Mira sometimes lets me sing lullabies to her while resting her head on my legs."

I:"……"

"So...Your Highness..."

Okay, let me think about it again, what other excuse can I use to reject her? Please, I didn’t want to sleep at first, but now I really want to sleep without thinking about anything. Please spare me...

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The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Let’s sweep the grave tomorrow and clean up the last bit of domestic sentiment that has been consumed in our hearts.
Chapter completed!