Wan Ge could clearly sense the other person's unfamiliarity; it was obvious that no one had ever had such contact with him before. From the plot, it was clear that no one would approach him, much less dare to.

Wan Ge originally thought the other party would be somewhat resistant, but she overlooked the feelings their souls had for each other.

Cecilia found it incredible, but the moment she picked her up, she suddenly didn't want to let her go.

As for the other servants, none of them dared to raise their heads; they kept their heads down the entire time, standing extremely obediently. They didn't even know whether the person Cecilia had brought was male or female.

Wan Ge was immediately taken back to his palace by the other party.

Cissell placed her on his bed. A maid was holding a pair of women's shoes. Cissell took the shoes, then bent down and helped Wange take off her muddy shoes.

The maids standing to the side were completely stunned by this action. When had their esteemed emperor ever bowed his head to anyone?

Even when he was a prince, he had never bowed his head to his parents. No demon, however powerful, could frighten him; this emperor would never bow his head. But now…

The mere act of bending down to a woman was enough to surprise her, let alone personally taking off her shoes.

Cecil paused for a moment, holding the shoes, when a slender, long hand appeared before him, accompanied by a gentle voice: "Your Majesty, I can do it myself, thank you."

Cecilia looked into the other person's eyes, which were clear and gentle, showing no fear of her, even though she knew that she was Cecilia.

Cecilia said no thanks, and then quickly helped her take off her shoes and put on clean ones.

The next second, Cissel whispered something about leaving.

Wan Ge obediently stood up, and as she was about to leave, Cisel grabbed her hand.

Although Cisel didn't say a word, everyone else seemed to understand. The maids obediently left and closed the door behind them.

Wan Ge had just thought he was talking to her, because he was so close to her and suddenly said that to her.

Cecilia hugged the other person tightly, seemingly already enamored with the feeling. He seemed particularly comfortable in the other's warmth and faint fragrance. "What's your name?"

She hadn't even had a chance to ask his name, or rather, she'd forgotten to ask him at the very beginning, only thinking about taking him back to her palace.

Wan Ge obediently answered the original owner's name: "Your Majesty, my name is Ange Axe."

The other party simply gave a nonchalant "hmm." The original owner's surname was very distinctive; one could immediately tell from the last sound that she was from the Axley family.

But even the most powerful families are insignificant in Cissel's eyes.

Cecilia doesn't care, nor does she need to care.

Wan Ge didn't struggle in his arms, thinking he was probably just simply hugging her. But after a while…

Wan Ge could clearly feel the other person's cold lips land on her neck, and when the other person released her, they even licked her neck with their tongue.

Because of the other person's actions, Wan Ge's body stiffened for a moment, and then she looked up at him.