Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Swallow it...don't waste it.

Yeah. Right.

Lin Miao answered immediately in her heart.

To be honest, Lin Miao was not surprised at his eavesdropping behavior, and could even attribute it to her secret connivance.

She quickly thought about what words to use to coax him, but the brief silence was misunderstood as a real "change of heart". The dark cloud in her eyes became more and more intense, and her reckless madness was about to burst out.

"...Miaomiao fell in love with that human because she thought 'brotherhood' was exciting?"

The sound of her heart could be heard, and the soft texture of her lips caressed her delicate neck. The initial chill was warmed by her body temperature, causing tiny, continuous shudders.

Lin Miao: “…Hmm?”

An Wei said slowly: "Is it ethical identity... or a larger number?"

"...Huh?!!" Is this something a humble and diligent capturer like her can hear?!

"If it's the latter... as long as the magic power is sufficient, the devil can have many clones at the same time."

A dark voice drifted behind her, "But with Miaomiao's current physical condition, I'm afraid she can't eat it..."

"Lord An Wei!" Seeing the mood shift from pure love to a certain number, Lin Miao spoke up before his head filled with imperial waste, trying to get the conversation back on track: "We're just discussing cooperation. You heard it all. Do you still doubt my interest in the Fourth Prince?"

"If you keep getting jealous, I'll be in trouble too."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Miao instantly felt like a scumbag who was standing on the moral high ground and accusing his wife of being emotional.

"...I'm sorry." An Wei's apology made her feel even more guilty. The demon was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "Miao Miao, tonight is our wedding night."

"I know." Lin Miao was bewildered by the devil's almost shattered show of weakness. She turned around and hugged him comfortingly: "So I will be back to see you soon."

The jealous head seemed to be easily coaxed into submission by the human girl.

His powerful palms lifted her buttocks and he carried her into the palace, saying seriously, "You may encounter more dangers in the palace in the days ahead. You will need more magic power."

"More magic power?" Lin Miao asked doubtfully, "But I can't use it now."

"It can serve as a barrier." An Wei answered concisely.

Lin Miao understood: "Do you want to mark it again?"

The demon placed her on the soft mattress and stretched her arms in front of him.

"Then may I trouble you, Lord Anwei?"

The demon didn't move. Its shimmering phoenix eyes tilted upward, gazing intently at her face, filled with an untamed savagery, a desire to devour its prey.

"The magic power that the mark can carry is limited." He suppressed the turmoil in his eyes and spoke slowly, "If you want to transfer more magic power, you have to use other methods."

…

In fact, it is understandable that Lin Miao did not choose the method of imprinting.

After all, in order to minimize the loss during energy transmission, the fewer media it passes through, the better.

...But, but!

When a good demon in someone's family sends magic power to someone——

It is injected through the mouth!!!

His rough thumb pressed against her lips and between her teeth, causing her mouth to open a little.

Although the force was light, it carried an irresistible meaning.

Warm magic flowed like a trickle, continuously entering her throat. The powerful force from the three-headed dog gradually filled her body. Although it seemed as if a membrane prevented it from truly penetrating her meridians and being used by her, it caused Lin Miao's blood to flow faster and become agitated.

"Um... Anwei... Lord Anwei..." Lin Miao half-opened her eyes and looked at the demon kneeling beside the bed. There was a red mark at the corner of his eyes, and his already beautiful face was made even more corrupt by desire.

He should be the one in control of the two of them at this moment, so why is he pretending to be a loyal husband who is being forced by her to indulge in pleasure?

Extremely dissolute.

Lin Miao's throat felt itchy, as if she was choked by something, and she had the urge to retch; however, the demon relieved her discomfort in time.

"Swallow it. Don't waste it."

...So strange.

She thought what they were doing was really bad. How strange, shouldn't they give strength only when they are about to face various dangers? Why...

……well.

Feed this piece, eat this piece/.

Lin Miao pushed the demon weakly, hoping he would stop. An Wei pressed his fingers harder on her lips. His voice was hoarse, rigorous and rational:

"It's not the upper limit yet. Hold on a little longer."

The white skirt was raised slightly, revealing the calves.

At some point, the demon finally stopped sending its magic power. Before Lin Miao could catch her breath, the woman with the color of liquor approached her and said, "Kiss."

Is this the reward she wants to pay? Lin Miao compromised and kissed him softly on the lips; but unexpectedly, the bad guy took advantage of it and tried to ruin her life.

"...Lord Anwei."

"Is Miaomiao going to be angry again?" An Wei kissed her fingertips, "You can slap me."

"Fan me first, then kiss me."

“…” I’ve also figured out the perpetual motion machine for you kid.

Lin Miao could see that some dogs seemed to be PUA-ed by her, but in fact they were still crawling with jealousy after reflecting on themselves.

Dogs are creatures that the more rewards they receive, the more they think they are right and the more excited they become.

Lin Miao really didn't dare to continue rewarding him, and could only let him take her into the moist and charming clouds, where even her breath was drowned by the softness.

…

The wedding night taught Lin Miao a valuable lesson: don't deliberately provoke a terrible jealous husband.

*

As Lin Miao expected, apart from a brief appearance by Lugo during the altar ceremony, the elderly former cabinet minister did not attend the subsequent banquets and dances.

According to Anvi's account, the Capet couple also left early, leaving only Purley and Daisy to act as her in-laws for socializing.

That night, the music in Capet Castle was endless. It was not a celebratory song to celebrate the daughter's successful marriage into the royal family and the blessing of the gods, but a symphony of various porcelain and pottery clinking and breaking on the ground.

Lin Miao tried to guess Mrs. Capet's mentality and vaguely guessed the reason for her anger - and because of this, she felt her mood became more complicated and even had many bold but reasonable speculations.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw her newlywed husband coming in from outside and telling her that the king had rewarded two palace maids.

"Do you want to keep it?" An Wei asked, letting Lin Miao sit on his lap. He seemed to be suggesting that if Lin Miao denied it, he would send them to keep the unconscious Seventh Prince company in the basement.

"Let me meet you first." Lin Miao was too lazy to break free and changed into a comfortable position in his arms.

Soon, the palace door was gently pushed open, and two maids walked in with their heads lowered, their footsteps almost inaudible.

The one walking in front leaned forward with his hands clasped in front of his abdomen, and every step he took was cautious, reserved and respectful.

The one following behind looked the same as the former, with his head lowered, and his movements were also cautious and docile, which made him look docile.

Both of them knelt in front of Lin Miao and An Wei and kowtowed.

"Slave Lillian."

"Slave Martha."

"Good day, Seventh Prince and Princess Seventh Prince."

Lin Miao looked at them for a moment and nodded slightly: "Get up. Since you were sent by father, stay and do your job well."

"Lillian, go get your mission from the head maid. Martha, stay for a moment."

"yes!"

Lillian closed the door, leaving only Martha standing respectfully in the hall. Lin Miao had no intention of getting up, so he asked casually, "Are you getting used to living in the palace?"

“…”

"Why aren't you talking?" Lin Miao narrowed his eyes. "The Palace of Music is much more interesting than the royal palaces in the human world."

The maid named Martha stiffened for a moment, but when Lin Miao revealed her identity directly, she stopped pretending.

She raised her head, and her originally dull and quiet eyes suddenly turned bright pink, and her ordinary face turned into that of a cute and lovely girl. "No wonder Lady Cecia is so optimistic about you. I wanted to pretend for a while longer."

"...Let's not even talk about the way you looked around so intently when you came in, and the deliberately tense movements of your hands. Just look at the perfunctory way you knelt when you saluted just now, not even refusing to touch your head completely to the ground. Why did you think I couldn't see that?"

Lin Miao said with a smile.

The palace has a strict hierarchy under the control of the current king, and the lives of the palace servants are trampled on at will. It can be seen from the maids who put on her makeup that everyone is trembling with fear and walking on thin ice.

Only a demon in disguise could have this kind of transcendental sense of relaxation.

"Oh, Miss Miaomiao is really observant." Martha smiled sweetly. "Then let me introduce myself again. I'm the spy that Lady Cecia sent into the palace twenty years ago, Martha."

"She ordered me to tell you the intelligence I've gathered and to assist you in your investigation."

Lin Miao and An Wei exchanged glances, and the latter raised his hand. A black rope shot out and immediately bound the demon girl.

Realizing that she could no longer use her magic, Martha's expression changed slightly: "Master Cerberus, what does this mean?"

"I am here to help out of good intentions, following the orders of the Lord of the Palace of Music."

"Of course I believe in Lady Cecia." Lin Miao said faintly, "But I don't really believe in you."

"You said you were here to help me, but I'm afraid you're not even half sincere."

The thin shell that Martha wore, first of respect and then of friendliness, finally broke, revealing the perfunctory and hostility underneath.

"...Yes." The girl admitted readily, "I really don't want to - I am Lady Cecia's most reliable subordinate. I have been by her side since I was born, managing her power and taking care of the Palace of Music for her;

When she needed a demon to go undercover in the human world to collect intelligence, I endured the heart-wrenching pain of forbidden techniques and crossed the Styx to come to the palace.

No demon reveres her more than I do, and no one is more respected by her than I am!"

"I've been lurking here for twenty years, enduring all my pain and searching for clues. But as soon as you arrived, she wanted me to reveal everything to you and help you wholeheartedly!"

"...This is not fair." Martha's eyes were filled with tears.

It’s unfair to read it, and it’s so jealous to write it, right?

She could feel An Wei's hands tightening slightly around her waist, perhaps he himself realized something.

Martha's jealousy of her made it difficult for Lin Miao not to hallucinate An Wei's jealousy of all the males around her.

...The so-called jealousy, the so-called imbalance, in the end, is nothing more than a sentence "I am better" and a sentence "Why".

"Martha." After a while, she spoke, not knowing whether she was talking to Martha or the devil behind her.