Chapter 59【VIP】
Jian Yue was stunned by these bold remarks.
She struggled to say something, but her lips were blocked again.
He kissed her roughly as always, sucking her lips, his tongue invading between her teeth, licking her teeth, and then entwining with her soft tongue.
He would not easily let go of any of her flaws, and once caught, he would cling to her until death.
He still hasn't learned how to be gentle.
She didn't dare to resist because she could clearly feel the changes in the other person.
He was originally cool, but his entanglement with her had turned him to a fiery heat, scorching her, causing her to gasp and sweat. She tried to stay awake, not to be overwhelmed. However, the man held the back of her head, kissing her with such passion that she could not resist, retreating step by step, succumbing to this fatal caress.
The other person was in pain. He pressed against her so hard that Jian Yue's lips, teeth, and even her stomach were hurting.
The kiss was suffocating - he pinched her neck, forcing her to open her mouth and breathe his air.
The kiss was exciting - his eyes were red, and he left fingerprints on the white and fragile neck.
He kissed all the exposed skin on her body, and the hand that was supporting the back of her head reached down to stroke her back.
An electric current-like feeling instantly stirred up waves from the place he touched. Jian Yue stammered in excitement, but this only aroused the other party's greed.
Jian Yue leaned against his shoulder, then clenched her fist and punched his shoulder hard.
So he met a molester?
Just when she was about to push the guy away with all her strength, he suddenly let go of her.
Perhaps because he was afraid that he could not resist, or for some other reason, the man stopped kissing her and continued to hold her in his arms and sleep.
It’s so hot!!
There was a fireplace burning in the room, and there was a human hand warmer under the quilt. Jian Yue pulled her hand out to cool down, but the man behind her put her hand back under the quilt: "It's cold outside."
Jian Yue was sweating profusely: "Your Highness... I'm hot."
"You have to cover yourself up, or you'll catch a cold."
Jian Yue: ...
It’s really... too hard to bear.
She remembered the myth of Cupid, the god of love, and Psyche, the human princess. Cupid fell in love with Psyche at first sight, but he could not disobey his mother's orders. He could only hide her in the castle and asked her not to see him.
The current situation is exactly the same as in the myth.
It's just that she can't communicate with the other party on an equal footing.
She couldn't move in his arms and could only close her eyes and let herself sleep.
"...Your name is Jian Yue."
A muffled voice came from behind, a declarative sentence with a flat tone.
"Yes, Your Highness."
"You never seem to ask me why I asked you to cover your eyes."
"His Highness said so, so I should do this." She actually wanted to ask, but would it be useful to ask...
"Yue is your name."
"Yes."
The other party was talking incoherently, and Jian Yue was responding incoherently.
The timing seemed good. Jian Yue seized the opportunity and asked, "Your Highness, do you like riding horses?"
"how?"
"Nothing, I just think I've seen His Highness in the woods outside the city."
The fingers on his waist trembled, "Really?"
Jian Yue sensed the movement at this moment, glanced back, and continued, "Yes, Your Highness rescued a fawn."
"Have you seen it?"
Jian Yue's heart was beating like a drum: "Yes."
"I often rescue animals that have fallen into traps. What you saw might be one of those times."
Failed.
She did not stimulate Henry's memories.
Jian Yue lowered her eyes in frustration: "Really..."
After a long while, the man muttered again: "...It seems that marrying Theodore is also a good choice. At least, it can keep me away from disputes."
"What?"
"Where is your hometown?" He quickly changed the subject.
"My hometown..." How should she explain this? Jian Yue hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "My home is in the East, a place full of descendants of dragons."
"Descendants of the Dragon?"
"Yes, everyone there can ride a dragon, a thing called a 'car dragon'."
"What is that?"
"It's faster than a horse, and you don't need to eat, drink, defecate or urinate."
"You don't need to eat, drink, poop or urinate, but you're still faster than a horse? What else?"
"And... there are many magical 'dragons', such as the 'mobile phone dragon'"
"What is that?"
"It's a very convenient communication tool. For example, if I send you a message one second, you will receive it the next second."
"So soon?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
This time, the other party was silent for a long time.
"Do you...do you miss your hometown?"
“Who wouldn’t miss home?”
"Even if Furlan will give you everything you want?"
"Your Highness, no matter how good Furlan is, it can never replace my hometown—of course! I'm not saying Furlan is bad!"
Silence returned. "I see."
"Your Highness, I..."
"Okay." The man moved closer to her and buried his head in her hair. "Sleep."
But how could she sleep?
, I began to feel confused for a moment.
What should she do?
Was coming back a wrong decision? Was she truly incapable of saving anyone?
Perhaps it was because of too much mental pressure, she fell asleep while thinking.
It was still a morning when she couldn't see anyone around her. Jian Yue combed her hair in front of the mirror and looked into the mirror, seeing the red marks left by her fingertips.
Even the collar of his clothes couldn't cover it, so he could only sigh.
Forget it, just for a while.
Although it was her job, in order to continue to be a bed-maid, she usually helped the old maid share some chores during the day.
The way back was quite long and she would pass many colleagues on the way. In order to cover her neck, she had to walk with her head down.
When we arrived at the servants' room where Mary lived, it was filled with maids who had just gotten up and were cleaning up.
Mary's bed was empty, the quilt neatly placed there, as if it had never been taken off. She looked around, but Mary was not in the room either.
Remembering what Mary said last night, Jian Yue thought that she had gotten up early to make new desserts for her master. In order to become a royal pastry chef, Mary would often create some of her own desserts, and then after the master who taught her desserts tasted and approved them, she would bring them to the tables of the nobles and royal family.
Mary is always so hardworking and can work tirelessly to research new desserts.
So Jian Yue walked towards the kitchen.
The kitchen was very close to the servants' quarters, but Jian Yue didn't see Mary there either.
She felt strange and stopped a cook and asked, "Hello, where is Mary?"
"Mary? Hasn't she arrived yet?" Unexpectedly, the cook asked back. The cook touched her face and said, "Mary said yesterday afternoon that she would bring the chef a freshly made dessert... Did she oversleep?"
"She's not in the room either."
"Maybe he got lost while running out to buy materials?"
Lost? Jian Yue clutched the powder box in her pocket tightly.
The market outside the palace was complex and intricate, with the aristocratic area and the civilian area separated by only one street. If Mary really went out alone... and ran into those "family members" again, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.
But this is really strange.
Mary was a person who could not hide things and was also a person who did things quickly. It was impossible for her to leave the palace without telling anyone.
Jian Yue almost turned the palace upside down.
From the servants' room to the kitchen, from the corridor where the nobles held meetings to the cellar where sundries were stored, she even secretly searched the royal greenhouses that Mary had mentioned she wanted to secretly visit while delivering hot chocolate.
But Mary seemed to have disappeared without leaving any trace.
She returned to the kitchen and asked the cook again, "Is Mary back?"
"No—but that's true. I'm almost ready for lunch and he hasn't come back yet."
"Sister Jian Yue, are you looking for Sister Mary?" A little maid passed by carrying a basin of water and asked timidly, "This morning I seemed to see Sister Li Xu talking to a guard near the back door, holding Sister Mary's apron in her hand..."
"Jenny!" The cook hurriedly covered the maid's mouth and glanced at Jian Yue in panic, "Children should not talk nonsense. God will severely punish children who lie!"
"But I didn't lie..."
Li Xu? Jian Yue's heart sank. Ever since she became a maid, Li Xu had been targeting Mary, always accusing her of "climbing the social ladder" and "taking advantage of Jian Yue's influence to slack off."
Could it be that Lish did something secretly?
However, adultery between a guard and a maid is a taboo in the palace. How could she be seen so openly?
She turned and ran to the back door, which was full of guards. She didn't dare to show her face and could only lean towards the door under the cover of bushes. Sure enough, she found Mary's apron in a bush near the gate.
It was discovered that the grass of the apron was flattened, and there were traces of dragging on the grass, extending all the way outside the palace.
Mary's apron was embroidered with some ugly embroidery she had made, a chocolate cake, but because of her poor workmanship, it looked like a speck of mud from a distance.
But she didn't dislike it at all, and treated it as a treasure. She wore this ugly embroidered apron every day to make desserts.
Because of this, Mary was ridiculed by the cooks for a long time, but she proudly said that it was her best friend who sewed it.
Jian Yue bit her lip, her fingertips were cold.
She couldn't just rush out like that. Without the prince's permission, it would be tantamount to desertion for a maid to leave the palace without permission.
But Mary was her only friend in this world.
"Hmm? Yue?" A gentle voice sounded behind him.
Jian Yue turned around suddenly and met Theodore's surprised eyes: "It really is you! Why are you here?"
He was wearing a silver-gray knight's uniform today, with a sword at his waist, and looked even more handsome than he did yesterday in the courtyard.
"Good day, Lord Theodore." Jian Yue subconsciously hid her apron behind her. "Nothing, I just lost something."
Theodore's gaze fell on her red eyes, and he approached her with concern: "Why are you crying? Is it something important? Let me help you find it. I asked His Royal Highness the Prince yesterday to let you be my concubine. Although His Royal Highness didn't agree immediately, I will convince him."
here we go again.
Jian Yue suppressed her disgust and took a step back to distance herself. "Sir, I am no longer innocent. This will only lower your status and bring shame to our family."
"But you need freedom, don't you?" Theodore looked at her sincerely. "This place is isolated. I will give you happiness and everything you want."
Although it sounds exciting, this is not what Jian Yue wants.
She could only bow again: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I really don't deserve it. You..."
Before he could finish his words, a bright red apple appeared in front of him.
Jian Yue was stunned. Theodore smiled gently and said, "I knew you would refuse, but I won't give up. This is for you. It's very sweet. My father said that girls feel better after eating something sweet. These are apples I got from somewhere else. They are sweeter than the apples in Furlan."
The aroma of apples was sweet, but Jian Yue just felt irritated and didn't want to pay attention to her.
"I'm sorry, I can't accept your kindness without my master's permission. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Jian Yue bowed, turned around and left quickly.
But she walked so fast that she didn't even notice that the apron in her pocket had fallen off.
Theodore looked at her hurried back, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.
He bent down to pick up the muddy apron, twisted the fabric with his fingertips, then sneered, walked casually into the living room, and threw the apron into the fireplace.
The flames licked the cloth, quickly burning the blue fabric to ashes.
As night fell, a whale oil lamp was burning in the Bright family's study, casting the shadows of the father and son on the wall, stretching them into long and thin lines.
"Ludovico, the plan went smoothly. We already have an insider in the palace." Theodore took off his gloves, revealing the red marks on his knuckles - the marks left by the hemp rope when he dragged Mary this morning. "But that maid named Jian Yue doesn't interest me."
The man sitting behind the desk raised his head, his eyes sinister: "Have you dealt with the little maid who caught us?"
"Yes, I got this too." Theodore pulled out a small bottle from his arms, which contained a dark purple liquid. "I threw her into the abandoned water dungeon downstream of the moat. Without food and water, she will die within three days..."
"Very good." Ludovico took the bottle and shook it against the light. "This poison is colorless and odorless. If mixed with desserts or wine, it will only make the person look like a sudden illness. You must have the personal maid personally deliver it to the prince—this is Master Kidd's order."
Theodore frowned: "Brother, but Jian Yue seems..."
"She's just a pawn!" Ludovico slammed his hand on the table, causing a few drops of ink to splash out of the ink bottle. "You can't disobey Lord Kidd's orders. Why do you think you approached her? She's the only one who can stay in the prince's bedroom all night, a position that idiot Lish couldn't take! As long as the prince dies, the childless palace will fall into chaos. Then we can frame Sinderel, Lord Kidd will grant glory to our Bright family, and I can even enter heaven and glimpse the true face of God!"
Theodore clenched his fists.
"Don't forget how Mother died." Ludovico's voice was low and cold. "It's because we weren't strong enough that we were trampled underfoot by those nobles! We've become low-ranking nobles like commoners! Now that you have this opportunity, do you dare to retreat?"
"...I won't back down." Theodore closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, only determination remained. "Tomorrow I'll go find Jian Yue again and say 'thank you for saving the cat,' and give her a box of 'special macarons.' Regardless of whether the prince eats them or not, I'll have someone search her room, and everything will be over."
Ludovico nodded with satisfaction and returned the poison to him: "Remember, don't let anyone notice."
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