Chapter 57 [VIP]

After receiving the letter, Henry, feeling extremely troubled, threw the envelope to the silent person beside him and said, "Take a look."

“…” Sinderel put down the petition in his hand, looked at the letter, and opened it silently.

Seeing the name above, he frowned, "...What is this?"

"They say they're arranging a maid for the night, but if the emperor wants to have a child, he'll definitely resort to other methods." Henry was still agonizing over the petition in his hand, completely unconcerned with anything else. "Just write a few words to get it over with. I already have someone I like..."

He stopped talking mid-sentence, and Henry was stunned.

He has someone he likes, he is sure of it.

But who was that? He had no idea.

Sinderel read it over and over again, then raised his eyes and said, "You don't want to accept it, right?"

"Yes, well...when the time comes, I can just tell her to sleep somewhere else."

"Need not."

Fireworks danced in the depths of his emerald pupils.

"I have a plan."

That night, Jian Yue received a notice from the old maid, asking her to take a bath immediately, put on her most gorgeous dress, and go to the prince's palace to sleep with him.

However, after hearing the news, Jian Yue's first reaction was not joy, but a heavy feeling that she was about to be crushed.

The real test has just begun.

After all, Henry didn't recognize her, so she had to be careful and not be mistaken for a witch.

Mary was very happy when she heard the news and kept talking about dressing her up.

Jane Yue was like a doll as Mary combed her hair. As she did so, Mary teased her, "You're so beautiful! If I were a prince, I'd fall for you."

"Forget it, Lish is much prettier than me."

"Did you see how Lish looked like a smelly shoe sole today? It was so funny."

"It's also the first time I've seen her so angry."

"No, no, no, she seems to be angry every day. She went to see the old maid again today, crying and sobbing. The old maid softened her heart and said she would let her go next time." After combing her hair, Mary put the comb down, her round eyes shining brightly. "You must seize the opportunity and win the prince's heart."

"OK."

Lock it up, she didn't have that idea at all.

"Yue." Mary held her hand and looked straight into her eyes. "The maids chosen for the palace are usually the daughters of noble families. This opportunity is not easy to come by. You must not lose to Lish."

Perhaps because she really could not compare to Li Xu, Mary placed all her hopes on Jian Yue.

"Okay." Jian Yue nodded.

After getting ready, Jian Yue went to find the old maid.

The old maid walked in front, leading the way for her.

The old maid stopped, and she stopped too.

After explaining some etiquette to her, the old maid then remembered something and took out a silk ribbon from her pocket. "His Royal Highness the Prince said you should wear this."

"Huh?" Jian Yue was stunned.

Didn't you say you didn't need any special services? Why did you end up doing blindfolded play?

Her legs were now screaming at her to run away, but her mind stopped her and told her to put on the blindfold.

My chastity of twenty years is going to be ruined just because of this?

She couldn't accept it. Even if Henry were in modern times, he would still be a world-class handsome man.

Although she was full of questions, Jian Yue was in a dilemma and had to swallow her tears and nodded sadly. She took the ribbon and tied it on her face.

Knock knock——

"Your Highness, I'm here with my men."

After a long time, a voice of "come in" came from inside.

The old maid turned her head away, gave Jian Yue a final reminder, then stepped back and stood behind Jian Yue, watching her walk into the room.

Jian Yue stood still, touching the wall, then bowed and saluted, her voice trembling spontaneously: "...Your Highness."

The darkness was silent. No one answered her. Only the rustling of paper scrolls passed by her ears, like the sound of wind sweeping through grass.

The master didn't say anything, and she didn't dare to get up. When her neck was almost sore, Henry finally said, "Get up."

She was finally able to raise her head, but her movements were bound by the ribbon and her status, and she could not move freely. She could only stand there stiffly, with her hands folded in front of her, and her head lowered and her eyes submissive.

She could clearly feel that Henry was not reading a book or a report. His gaze fell on her directly and exposedly, like a piece of melted butter sticking to her, falling slowly on her body, examining her from head to toe.

...Why don't you say anything?

She felt uncomfortable all over and opened her mouth, but didn't know how to start.

How to say it?

She couldn't possibly question the prince.

Are you dissatisfied?

Indeed, compared to the well-off, flamboyant and beautiful Li Xu, she, who was introverted and poor, could not compare.

Here, she was just a maid without any identity, and was no longer the famous wealthy businessman "Opesha" in Furlan.

...But if the prince is not satisfied, she should be able to protect herself, right?

When she heard the sound of the book closing.

Next, sound.

The sound gradually approached, and the closer it got, the deeper the oppression became. Jian Yue's scalp became more numb, and a layer of tiny goose bumps appeared all over her body.

She couldn't move until a shadow came down and covered her.

She couldn't see, but she could hear the trickle of air when he raised his hand, and could feel his cold fingertips touching her cheek, moving up little by little, stroking a little bit.

Every inch of her skin was like water about to reach boiling point before him; after being touched, it was like boiling water, shattered, and her face was like a cooked tomato, with a blush on its face.

With her vision blocked, her five senses became clearer. She could hear the other person's breathing, feel the other person's powerful oppression, and the caress that was like torture.

He deliberately left room for his touch, starting from her covered eyes, then her nose, her lips, and finally stopping on her lips, his movements suddenly slowed down.

He first gently traced the seam between her lips with his thumb, then used his fingertips to push the soft lower lip outward, watching the pink flesh glisten under the pressure. When the lips were slightly swollen, he used the knuckle of his index finger to roll over the bead of her lip, as if testing the elasticity of a ripe fruit.

It was not until he heard the tiny whimpers escaping her throat that he finally pressed her trembling lips back into place with his fingertips.

But that was not the end - the next moment, the back of her head was lifted up by a hot palm and her lips were bitten hard.

He plundered her city roughly, grabbing every possible warmth and air, kissing her until she was almost suffocated. His lips were extremely hot, like erupting magma, flowing from her lips and teeth into her body, as if he would be drowned in it in the next second.

She tried to escape from the frenzy, but he was as solid as a city wall, unmovable. She didn't dare to struggle, because he was the prince, and she was a maid who came voluntarily. This was essentially a matter of mutual consent.

The other person took her lips and pushed her down on the soft big bed. He rubbed her clenched palms with one hand and explored deep into her skirt with the other hand.

But this feeling was still too bad, so she could only accept it.

In order to finish it quickly, she clumsily accepted it, opening her lips to make the invasion easier.

But after they submitted, the enemy's invasion suddenly stopped and the entire army retreated.

The other person propped himself up and stared at her red and swollen lips.

“—boring.”

She heard the other person say something and then get up from her.

The voice was familiar and cold, and she subconsciously thought of that person.

But the voice only appeared for a moment, and she couldn't be sure that it was Sinderel. In addition, she didn't receive the order to take off the ribbon, so she was even more uncertain.

She slowly climbed up from the bed, pulling at her half-loose collar. Her silk-covered eyes didn't know where to look, so she could only lower her head and murmur, "Your Highness..."

However, before she could finish her words, she was grabbed by an arm and pulled into the other person's arms.

Her waist was held by someone, and her back was pressed against a very hot chest, and her spine suddenly straightened into a straight line.

Perhaps because the hug was uncomfortable, the soft flesh on her waist was pinched, "Relax."

His chin rested on the top of her head, his arms hugged her tightly. She could clearly feel the dull vibration in his chest, like thunder rolling across the sky.

But how can she relax?

She has never slept in the same bed with a man since she was a child, how can she relax!

Except for Sindriel, who had been deceiving his gender before.

She originally wanted to mistake the other person for Sinderel, but now she was actually lying in the arms of a straight man, which was completely different from the situation she encountered at that time when she was unaware of it.

How could she calm down? Her heart was pounding so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of her chest and explode in the next second.

"You've never slept in the same bed with a man?" As if sensing her gradually rising body temperature, the man asked her in a low voice.

"No... No, I did sleep with a younger brother who disguised his gender, but that was only to take care of him when he was sick."

"younger brother?"

"Yes, there was only one bed where we stayed at the time. He had a fever, and we were soaked to the skin, so we had to squeeze into one bed."

"I'm more curious, why do you say it's a disguised gender?"

"He was forced by his family to dress as a woman."

"Heh..." The man scoffed, "Sounds like an extremely weak boy."

"No, Your Highness, please allow me to refute you." Jian Yue spoke firmly, lowering her eyelashes. "He is indeed a sensitive person, but he is stronger than me."

"How can a person be strong if he can't even fight against fate?"

"Destiny cannot be chosen, but it is not unchangeable." Jian Yue clenched her hands. "He won't be seduced by evil. I believe in him."

But the moment she said this, she felt a little confused again.

She could not forget what she saw at the banquet that day. Once trust was shaken, it was difficult to maintain it.

She would rather believe that it was Sinderel who was controlled by Kidd.

She had finally trapped the beast within him, but Kidd set it free.

Forget it, no matter what, she hopes she can survive.

The arms around the waist tightened again.

"What's your name?"

"...Jian Yue."

You guessed right, the prince would never even look at that letter of recommendation.

"It's not a name that belongs to Furlan." The man opened his palm and took her hand in his own: "Write it."

Jian Yue was speechless for a moment: "I can't see."

"I can see it." The other party insisted, "Write it."

“…”

Okay okay.

The blond man lowered his eyes and watched her write his name on her palm stroke by stroke.

"What do you mean by this?"

"This is Jane, and this is Yue."

Jian Yue.

"I remember that."

The man pulled his hand away and clasped his palms together, as if trying to preserve the trace that would easily disappear.