The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Sister, didn't you say last night that you were leaving early today so that you could meet Duke Donald as soon as possible?" Bessie had a faint smile on her delicately made-up face, noble and doting, as if she was really a good sister.

"Don't worry, he is destined to be my husband. He can't run away if he is left there. Rather than meeting him earlier, I decided to have lunch with my father before leaving." The little girl said as she got off the bed and opened her mouth. He used his hands to ask the maid over there to start changing his clothes.

Although she didn't even have pajamas on her body, that was the case for aristocratic women of this era.

Due to the complexity of the clothes, they had to be put on by the maids around them.

After hearing Minnie say such words, Bessie's expression finally couldn't hold back and she became a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Sister, if Duke Donald knows what you are doing..." She frowned and wanted to dissuade her, but Bessie raised her chin proudly and looked at her with an arrogant and willful look.

"Sister, what if Duke Donald finds out? I am the little princess of Feiji, the most beloved little princess of Dirac VI. I am here to get married, not to be a young lady who looks up to others. How does the Duke treat me? It represents his attitude towards Feiji, is it possible that he wants to be dissatisfied with me because I had an extra lunch with my father?"

The little girl's soft voice combined a lot of arrogance and arrogance. Otherwise, she would be like a naughty child, making people want to beat her up.

Bessie's long eyelashes flickered twice, suppressing the jealousy that was about to rise, "Sister, since you know that it is a marriage, you must take into account the relationship between our two countries."

"Sister, are you serious when you say this?" Minnie's eyes widened in disbelief, and then she shook her head in disappointment, "It seems that I need to have a good talk with my father, and you need to be nurtured for a while. Don’t get involved in politics too early.”

Bessie was startled by her words, and then her long and narrow eyebrows twisted tightly, "Sister, you are about to marry Klea, you should not interfere anymore..."

"Why not? I will always be the princess of Klea. Even if I get married, I will protect the prosperity of Klea." Although Minnie has a charming voice and looks like a child, what she said is But it is full of momentum.

Even if Bessie wanted to refute, she couldn't.

Minnie opened her mouth, as if she still had something to say, but the suddenly tightened corset made her squirt, and she almost spit out blood.

After finally regaining her composure, she glanced at Bessie coolly, "Although Duke Donald seems to have a very high status and is the biological brother of Desmond III, what is his relationship with Desmond like?" , I don’t think I need to remind my sister. Why did he ask to marry me? If my sister doesn’t even know this, she will really let down my father’s cultivation.”

"For a duke like him who can't even hold the throne, he has to risk the century-old relationship between Feiji and Klea. I think he knows exactly what he wants to do to me. If he doesn't coax me well, I will Divorce him, and my father will find a husband who loves me anyway."

"..." Bessie never thought that her sister, who was so obsessed with Donald that she even went on a hunger strike to protest, seemed to lose all love overnight and regarded Donald as a servant who wanted to please her.

Would that man really do this?