Guilty Crown

Under the Judgment Seat of the National Church. The door is closed and no one else is around. A thin and pale girl was kneeling. "Lowly slave, do you admit your sin?" His Royal Highness Lance, the most noble prince of Hermhis, has long platinum hair, blue eyes and thin lips, and is even more handsome than the sculptures in the temple. At this moment, he was condescendingly crossing his hands wearing white gloves and looking at her indifferently with lowered eyes. Hesha raised her head and revealed a pair of clear and beautiful eyes: "I plead guilty." Her eyes and nose were all red. She was holding back her tears and recounted her crimes one by one with her fingers: "I shouldn't have been lazy and not clean the garden last night; I shouldn't have fallen asleep in His Highness's bedroom; I shouldn't have kissed His Highness and even ran to the bed to fight..." The proud prince's face darkened inch by inch. He stepped forward and grabbed Hersha's hair, forcing her to look up at him. But he only saw the ambiguous kiss marks on her neck. This is what he left last night. . Lance is drugged and seduced by a beautiful but mean and stupid slave. He thought Hersha was a stain and would never allow her to get close to him. However, in fact, he was the one who knocked on Hesha's door every night. Purpose: Love can break the shackles of class