Chapter 19: What are you doing to my daughter in broad daylight? (Please read on)

On the soft bed, Milia tossed and turned, feeling a little listless.

Ever since Lear and Eric returned victorious from the duel, she has been uneasy every day, and last night she was so distracted that she went to bed very late.

She still remembered what Lear had said. Before, she could use the fact that the engagement between the two parties had not been finalized as an excuse to blame Lear's behavior, but now she could no longer do that.

She truly became Lear's fiancée.

In the kingdom, women do not have a high status. Even princesses have to listen to men after they get married.

As long as Lear didn't really abuse her, she couldn't resist whatever Lear wanted to do to her, and even the king couldn't blame her.

Milia's cheeks were red, as if she was thinking of something quite embarrassing.

"Lear, that bastard! Vile! Shameless! Even if you get me, I will never surrender!" She angrily slapped the pillow, thinking it was some annoying guy.

"My dear Princess, it's not nice to say bad things about people behind their backs." A playful voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Milia was startled and turned her head quickly, and saw Li Er sitting at the table in front of the window, drinking tea leisurely.

The maid Ino stood aside with a smile on her face, as if she thought the princess's behavior just now was somewhat cute.

"...You, why are you in my room?" Millia shrank into bed like a frightened little rabbit and covered herself with a quilt.

"This is my home. Of course I can come here whenever I want. And I never said that this room belongs to you. You are just a prisoner, do you understand?" Lear said slowly.

Milia gritted her teeth and tried not to get angry. She knew her current situation and it would do her no good to go against Lear.

Without paying attention to Milia's attitude, Li Er picked up the newspaper on the table and said, "You also saw the news in the newspaper. You should know that I won the duel."

Milia blushed and remained silent.

"So now you are my wife. Although the wedding has not yet taken place, you already belong to me completely." Lear continued, looking up and down at Miria's exquisite beauty.

Unable to bear Lear's aggressive gaze, Milia mustered up her courage and asked, "What do you want?"

"How is it?" Li Er raised his eyebrows and instructed Ino who was standing beside him, "Ino, go out for a while."

"Master, do you really not want Ino to come along?" The little maid blinked.

"I told you it's not what you think." Lear said helplessly.

In the end, the little maid walked out of the room unwillingly and closed the bedroom door. Only Lear and Millia were left in the room.

Milia's body trembled slightly. A man and a woman were alone in the same room. She seemed to have encountered what she would encounter next. She said sadly: "I can give myself to you, but can you be nicer to me in the future? Although I have seen your secret, I am still your wife."

Lear walked to Millia and gently stroked the girl's soft long hair. It must be said that Millia was very pitiful now. The strange restlessness in his body rose again.

The blood seemed to be boiling.

Lear lowered his head and gently sniffed the fragrance on Millia's body. This time he remained rational.

"You did see my secret, but I won't hurt you again as long as we have the same secret." His magnetic voice sounded in Milia's ears.

Grabbing Milia's hand, holding Milia in his arms like before, he gently bit Milia's lips.

Milia felt her lip was bitten.

The slight tingling sensation made Millia's body slightly numb, and there was a faint taste of blood in her mouth.

A mysterious ritual red glow emanated from Lear’s body.

Blood ceremony.

Simply put, it means giving one's own special blood to others to help them awaken the law of blood.

Lear also bit his lip, and the blood of both of them mixed in his mouth.

An ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread in the bedroom.

…

In front of the Stuart Mansion, a beautiful silver-haired woman wearing a veil knocked on the closed door alone.

The door opened, and the pretty maid looked at the woman in front of her in confusion, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The silver-haired beauty took off her veil, revealing her delicate and charming face.

"Your Majesty?" The maid covered her mouth and exclaimed.

The queen stretched out her finger and pressed it on the maid's lips, interrupting her words, and then smiled gently, "Can I come in?"

…

Ino stood at the bedroom door, his ear pressed against the door, listening to the occasional moans coming from the bedroom, his cheeks flushed.

"Young master, what a fool! It's obvious that Ino doesn't mind being with Her Royal Highness the Princess at all!" The little maid stamped her feet and said unwillingly.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure appear at the end of the corridor.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ino frowned. It was forbidden to approach the room where Millia was imprisoned. She had clearly told the servants in the mansion about this long ago. Who on earth was so bold as to ignore the rules!

She looked closely and opened her mouth involuntarily.

She had seen that silver hair and elegant demeanor not long ago.

Queen Filia! Why is Her Majesty here?

Ino panicked in an instant. Li Erke was still "bullying" the princess in the room. If the queen found out, the entire Stuart family would be ruined!

Should we knock the queen out and lock her up?

A very rebellious idea came into Ino's mind.

"I remember you, are you Lear's maid?" Queen Philea walked up to Ino and looked at the girl in front of her.

Ino replied tremblingly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Well, you look good. Please help me take good care of Milia in the future." The queen smiled gently at Ino.

Before Ino could react, he saw the queen reaching out and grasping the door handle of the room.

The maid immediately became anxious and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Your Majesty, you cannot go in..."

But it was too late, the door was opened and everything in the room was visible.

At this moment, Millia was lying limply in Lear's arms, her clothes disheveled, her cheeks flushed, and she seemed to have no strength left in her body.

Lear hugged Millia's soft body, somewhat puzzled.

He had already fed Milia a lot of blood, and he almost lost control and took Milia down, but he never received any notification that the blood-donating ceremony was completed.

Could this skill be fake? Just as Lear was puzzled, the door of the room suddenly opened and a beautiful silver-haired woman appeared at the door.

Filia looked at the situation in the room, and when she saw the intimacy between Lear and Miria, an ambiguous smile appeared on her face.

"Do I seem to be disturbing your good deeds? My excellent son-in-law."

"But it's broad daylight now, and you're touching my daughter. That's not a good idea."

The queen walked in with a teasing smile and looked down at the two confused people.

Lear was stunned in place, wondering if he was hallucinating. Why did the queen appear in his home? (End of this chapter)