Chapter 195 If you can't be separated, then enjoy it...
"You can demand a man be rich, handsome, and faithful, but you can't demand all three. Otherwise, he's a fraud," I said. "What do you think?"
"No one is perfect," he said calmly.
"I'm not perfect either." I leaned back in the soft seat of the carriage. "I'm stupid, I'm foolish, I'm clumsy, and I've never been able to change that."
He smiled. "You finally realized."
I looked at him and smiled, “An ordinary girl, suddenly encountering a mysterious castle and a handsome prince, is bound to fall for him. It’s not that she’s foolish, it’s just human nature, and human nature is always weak.”
"What do you want to say?" he asked curiously.
"Princes will always marry princesses, or at the very least, they will associate with socialites and high-class prostitutes. Ordinary girls will only end up as cannon fodder."
"You are no ordinary woman."
"I am just a very ordinary person."
He smiled and tried to kiss my lips, but I pushed him away. His smile froze.
From that night on, I no longer slept in the same room as him. I slept in a separate room and on a separate bed.
Occasionally, when staying at the palace, the unaware Aya would joke, "Aren't you afraid the prince will cheat on you now? If you go back and catch him now, you might catch two women in bed together!"
I laughed so hard I almost fell over. "That's my fault. I was having so much fun."
Hero kept winking at Aya, but Aya didn't see it and kept smiling, "Men just like to do these things, just think positively, sis."
I laughed even harder. "That's right, maybe I should find a couple too, and learn from him."
Aya still smiled, "I have indeed heard of wealthy women doing this, but they do it very discreetly."
Hero coughed a few times, and Aya sensed something was wrong. Her smile vanished, and she shut her mouth.
I patted Aya on the shoulder and said with a smile, "That's a good idea."
I stayed at the palace for half a month, something that had never happened before. I subconsciously avoided going back to the royal palace, not wanting to see people I didn't want to see.
But this person came to pick me up. He sat in the carriage, which remained parked at the palace gate until I got in.
I wouldn't have gotten on the carriage if I wasn't afraid of making things difficult for the people at the imperial palace.
"Have you punished me enough? Can I go back to your room tonight?" he asked me.
"What punishment?" I just laughed.
"Have you had enough? That night I was just with my wife, not some random woman."
“It was my fault, I shouldn’t have been with a married man,” I laughed. “But I was forced into being a mistress, you were the one who dragged me in from the beginning.”
"You dare say you're not satisfied with me?"
"Satisfaction, it's precisely because I'm too satisfied that I let myself sink into the abyss of desire."
“Then let’s not say we were forced,” he said gently. “It’s mutual, and we won’t separate.”
I was indeed infatuated with his face and his body. When I first became his mistress, I was with him day and night, unwilling to be apart for even a moment. We did it during the day, at night, even at the dinner table. I simply couldn't resist the prince's charm; I was willing to sink into his eyes and body, never to wake up again.
Jealousy and possessiveness awakened me, forcing me to confront the fact that he had feelings for more than just me.
I stroked his handsome face and said with adoration, "Your face is so beautiful. If possible, I would love to be captivated by it forever."
"Then you'll be forever lost."
I kissed his exquisite, bright red lips. "From now on, there will only be sex between us."
Since she is a mistress, then the relationship is one of mistress and lover.
If you can't separate them, then enjoy them.
Use only the body, not the emotions.
Although we slept together again, we didn't stay overnight. I used a long stick to drive him out of the room, even though we were still entwined like lovers, drenched in sweat just a moment ago.
He was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
He was kicked out naked before he even had a chance to put on his clothes.
We sometimes make love and kiss during the day, but after we're done, I turn around and leave without a second thought.
“Acknowledge your desires, accept them, and then leave when you get tired of them,” I told Hero.
"Will there ever be a day when we get tired of it?" Hero asked. "Desire is never-ending."
"But one desire can transform into another, and the original desire may disappear."
I admit I'm infatuated with his looks and with making love to him.
Every corner of this room bears our mark, our games, my revelry, and my screams.
I screamed both at midnight and during the day, yelling and scratching at his fair, white skin like a wildcat, leaving bloody marks. I reached the peak of my desire amidst the smell of blood and his panting and screaming.
We went wild, rolled around, and entangled in the bathtub, the garden, the private walkway, and the terrace. I kissed him until his body was covered in red spots, made him scream again and again, and made me laugh.
“I like you, but only when you’re not wearing clothes.” My fingertips dug into his flesh.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you like it."
He kissed my lips again, this time continuing from day to night, and then to midnight.
After two months, our pace finally slowed down. Not for any other reason than that I was exhausted and my body couldn't take it anymore. Men have so much energy in this area; women really can't keep up, and some even have to start taking supplements.
I'm overexerting myself, and I have insufficient qi and blood. I lack energy during the day and can't sleep well. I can only consult a doctor for some medicine to nourish my qi and blood.
At the Duran family's spring ball, Princess Nora stared at me with jealous eyes. She didn't say a word, but stood by the pillar with a female companion, her arrogant expression extremely cold.
"The prince spends all his time with his chief mistress, and the princess is very angry."
Two women not far from me were whispering, and I overheard them. They must have been saying it on purpose, to stir up a fight between the women and make it more interesting.
But I pretended not to see Princess Nora's expression or hear the two women talking, and just kept drinking my wine and eating my fruit and vegetable salad.
"I heard you're quite arrogant and have a knack for dealing with men," a lazy, somewhat unruly voice said as Crown Prince Ivanhoe, dressed in a magnificent robe, sat down beside me.
“Come on, let’s have a drink!” Crown Prince Ivanhoe raised his glass. “You have a way with men, and I have a way with women.”
I laughed and clinked glasses with him.
"I really know how to handle women," he said, downing his drink in one gulp. He put down his glass and laughed blatantly. "I can sleep with several women in one night, and none of them want to leave my bed."
"Amazing!" I downed my drink in one gulp.
He squinted at me and said, "You have a good alcohol tolerance."
"I just learned it not long ago." It must be due to a natural high alcohol tolerance.
"When are you going to try sleeping in my bed? Let's see whose skills are better, mine or Bernard's?"
“It’s definitely yours, no need to try,” I replied with a smile.
“Hmm, that’s too perfunctory,” he said, leaning closer to me with dissatisfaction. “I still have to give it a try. I’ll also try you, my chief mistress.” He then laughed and added, “I’ve tried a few of his previous chief mistresses, but they didn’t live up to the title. But you’re the woman the Elf King, the Grand Chancellor of the North, and the Grand Chancellor of Achia have all slept with. You must have something special about you.”
"You flatter me. It's nothing special, just average," I said.
“Oh, then why are they so tiny? The Grand Chancellor of the North has been trying to contact you, and even slipped a letter into a letter to his daughter, but Bernot intercepted it and tore it up, ha!” He laughed, and then said, “The Grand Chancellor of Achia is also coming to the East soon to attend the Four Borders Trade Conference.”
I was stunned. "Is it true?"
"Really," he said, looking at me with squinty, drunken eyes and grinning, "You don't believe me?!"
"I believe you, how could I not?" I replied casually, glancing around as I suddenly spotted Desmond, with his short silver hair, standing next to Princess Nora, smiling and clinking glasses.
Derson saw me too, winked at me, and I smiled back.
“My younger brother is quite the ladies’ man,” Crown Prince Ivanhoe laughed, “He’s slept with every valuable woman around here.”
"If sleeping could achieve everything, my brother's brother would probably be worn through."
Such a scale is probably only something that Crown Prince Ivankh could say.
“He wins the favor of every valuable woman, including our mother.” Crown Prince Ivanhoe’s eyes were glazed with drunkenness. “The Queen Mother favors him, ha ha, heaven knows why. She’s not his biological mother, so anything can happen.”
"Your Highness, you're drunk!" the old servant behind him suddenly said. "Let me help you to rest."
"I'm not drunk!" Crown Prince Ivanhoe slapped a servant across the face. "Who said I was drunk?! Haha, she wasn't my biological mother to begin with..."
The servant who had been slapped still raised his hand and called over two guards. The men together pulled him away, while the Crown Prince of Ivanhoe shouted and hit, attracting the attention of the people around him.
The old waiter sighed and shook his head. "You still say you're not drunk? You drank three bottles at the beginning of the ball, and now you've had a few more drinks."
After the Crown Prince was taken away, everything around me suddenly became quiet, but my heart was in turmoil.
Everything that had been scattered before suddenly came together—
At the private party Ianie took me to, I overheard the following: "Prince Bernot secretly left a clue for Crown Prince Ivanhoe, and the Queen's maid sneaked into the back garden with a box..."
Connecting this to the earlier statement about "favoring the younger brother" and "not being the biological mother," I was horrified.
The queen gave birth to an illegitimate child, killed him, put him in a box, and buried him in the garden. Somehow, Bernard found out and secretly told Ivanhoe. Ivanhoe then used someone else to inform the king, and the maidservant was caught red-handed burying the box. As a result, the queen was stripped of her title and placed under house arrest, and the once favored Prince Desen lost power.
I have heard that Prince Derson has been unable to attend the Royal Council meetings for two consecutive months.
The previous incident involving the consumption of venison shows that Queen Nere is biased towards Prince Derson, which Crown Prince Ivanhoe greatly fears. Perhaps fearing that Prince Derson will seize the crown prince's position, she preemptively eliminates the powerful figure behind Prince Derson, even if that powerful figure is her own mother.
Bernard, who harbored resentment towards the woman who had harmed his birth mother, would naturally seize any opportunity to exploit the conflict and bring her to her death.
As for King Amur, he needed to suppress the Duran family at this time to prevent the maternal relatives from seizing power, so he would naturally add fuel to the fire.
Queen Nereid's downfall was actually the result of several forces.
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