Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 109 The Cold Knight of the Western Noble Family (4)

"..."

Yu Ci calmly withdrew her gaze and began to watch as the group of tall, strong knights began to put on their thick night coats.

During this time, some people tried to hand her a stove to keep her warm with respectful expressions, but Yu Ci just smiled and shook her head, her slender and tall figure standing obediently to the side waiting.

The group of grown men watching felt deeply ashamed, glancing back repeatedly with pity, yet daring not to actually cross the line.

In the vast Teren Empire, who doesn't know that His Highness the Duke has a severe case of mysophobia?

The last woman who foolishly tried to get close to the master must be buried under a mountain of weeds by now.

To receive the Duke's personal protection and drape...

The knights glanced at the girl silently, then quietly looked away.

This is truly the first time...

"grown ups……"

The middle-aged knight handed his coat to the man in front of him, but glanced at the woman who was quietly at the back, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

These knights, who had followed the man for many years, knew better than anyone His Majesty the Emperor's little schemes.

Lord Lancelot was born into a prominent noble family. He could have easily enjoyed a lifetime of wealth and luxury, but he earned his title through his numerous military achievements.

A young prodigy, who rose to fame in a single battle.

Now that he has almost complete control of the military in the Teren Empire, the emperor is naturally suspicious and wary.

Sure enough, the emperor summoned him here the moment the official returned from the border.

They claimed to be discussing important national affairs, but the real issue was forcing his father to marry a lowly, powerless, and beautiful but empty-headed princess.

Moreover, spies have become increasingly common in recent years. Given the long distance and high mountains, it's possible that the two princesses are actually spies from an enemy country who have been replaced (→_→).
Recalling the slap he had just received, Mel felt a pang of sadness.

That Princess Saloel's act is a bit too much; her face isn't red or swollen at all.

Looking at it this way, Princess Yuci seems to be more innocent and harmless.

Mel slowly withdrew her gaze.

Ultimately, the emperor was a brainless fool who not only tried to use imperial power to restrict marriage alliances between officials and nobles, but also to expand his own power.

More importantly, I also wanted to plant a potential threat—whether it was a spy or not—within the ranks of the adults, so that they would be too preoccupied with their own problems to seize power.

If it weren't for the fact that the adults suspected the two princesses might be spies sent by someone from another country and wanted to come in person, they could have easily given the emperor the cold shoulder and refused to come.

After all, that's how it's always been done... Mel couldn't help but complain.

He sighed softly, the image of the man turning around and slowly draping a coat over the woman flashing through his mind.

The Duke, who was always fastidious, aloof, and heartless, actually draped a coat over a woman's shoulders...

Absolutely shocking!
It's the kind of thing that even kids wouldn't believe if you told them!

Thinking this, Mel frowned and subconsciously turned to look at the last woman, but in the next instant, she was hit with another devastating blow—

The figure who had been enjoying the snow on the outside stepped forward and stood in front of the woman. His golden hair softened his features, and his narrow eyes were half-closed as he looked at the obedient woman in front of him.

His expression was indifferent, and his thin lips were pursed into a line.

After a long while, a hand wearing white gloves gently touched the woman's right cheek, the slender fingertips tracing and brushing away the remaining snowflakes between her eyelashes.

[Target corruption value -1:90]

The movements were somewhat stiff.

Lancelot paused, pursed his lips, and looked down to meet those pale eyes.

In the blink of an eye, his handsome profile was reflected in the mirror, calm and undisturbed.

Looking at the woman who showed no fear of him, Lancelot lowered his eyes, and his hand, which had been caressing her face, slowly moved down, naturally embracing her slender waist through her outer garment.

Yu Ci was taken aback.

The scene fell silent, as the surrounding figures froze in place, unsure whether to continue watching.

Keep watching, and you'll inexplicably meet the man's indifferent gaze.

I can't not watch it, haha, that's impossible.

Mel grimaced and choked up for a moment, his handsome face contorting for a fleeting instant.

As the car drew closer, Mei, seeing her savior, quickly opened her umbrella and walked to the man's side. Just as she was about to speak, a slender hand deftly took the umbrella. Mei: "...?"

The man glanced at him indifferently.

Mel: "..."

The snow outside the palace had become even heavier. A tall, slender man, holding an umbrella in one hand and with his arm around someone in the other, slowly walked forward.

Two people stood close together in front, followed by a knight in black.

In the vast expanse of white, only that faintly visible crimson figure was the only bright spot in the monotonous world.

The Duke's mansion was located in the bustling central area, just a half-hour drive away, and Yu Ci was led into the mansion.

"go."

As his husky, cool voice faded, Lancelot released her and strode away without even a glance.

Yu Ci: "..."

"Your Highness, please." The maid beside her lowered her eyes.

A completely unfamiliar appearance.

"..."

The spies who originally escorted her were all detained in the city for temporary residence due to the inspection, and now no one can accompany her into the mansion.

Yu Ci didn't feel anything, but she glanced around at the group of maids as if sensing something, lingered on a certain figure for a few seconds, and finally fixed her gaze on the woman who had spoken earlier.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, around thirty years old, average-looking, but exceptionally friendly.

Before she could speak, Yu Ci was being escorted by them, who called her "Princess" this and "Princess" that, as she washed up and changed her clothes.

After all that, only two people remained in the large room.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror, Beya, who had been specially assigned to serve her, could not hide the amazement in her eyes.

"Your Highness seems a little chilly," Beya said softly with concern. "Would you like to wear a shawl?"

Yu Ci smiled faintly: "It's nothing, I guess I haven't gotten used to the weather here yet. It will be better in a few days."

Beya raised an eyebrow, nodded behind the girl, and asked no more questions. Her comb slowly ran through the smooth, black hair, and she couldn't help but murmur, "What a beautiful color..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ci calmly raised her eyes and looked at the person in the mirror.

Her black hair was loose, and her eyes were almond-shaped with a natural, alluring curve at the corners, giving her a touch of the wicked charm of a vampire.

Her Eastern features were indeed striking in this region of blonde hair and colorful eyes.

"We were all quite surprised when we heard that His Excellency the Duke had brought back a woman."

Looking at the quiet porcelain doll in the mirror, Bei Ya spoke to herself with a half-smile: "I've stayed in the Duke's mansion for thirteen years. I thought that with your cold and aloof nature, the Duke's mansion would never have a mistress in your life."

"I didn't expect that..."

Yu Ci raised her eyes slightly and saw that the exquisite headdress on the table in the mirror had been picked up and carefully placed on her head by Bei Ya.

"Our princess is so beautiful, like a goddess sent by God. Wow~ she has graced the Duke's mansion with her beauty!"

The woman behind her continued to praise her without reservation, her words filled with undisguised affection and admiration.

Yu Ci smiled, but it was unclear whether she had listened attentively.

She half-closed her eyes, gazing calmly at the blonde, blue-eyed woman reflected in the mirror—a remarkably approachable woman. After a moment, she tilted her head slightly, seemingly casually.

"Thirteen years? Then you must be an old servant in the manor. How come you were assigned to serve me?"

"Has the Duke's mansion not hired any new maids all these years?"

Upon hearing this, the woman in the mirror smiled more deeply. She slowly approached the girl, reaching out to stroke her soft, dark hair, gently and slowly, yet getting closer and closer to her fair and delicate neck.

“Of course he confessed…”

Beya smiled and said softly, "As you should know, His Majesty the Duke has made many enemies, and in recent years, there have been more and more spies infiltrating the Duke's mansion, making it impossible to guard against them all."

"The newly hired maids are inexperienced and their identities are uncertain. His Majesty the Duke is worried about your safety, so naturally he has to send me, the obedient old lady who has been here for many years..."

In the mirror, a blonde, blue-eyed woman rested her hands on the girl's shoulders, slowly bent over, and buried her face in the girl's neck.

Through the pristine white mirror, she met the girl's phoenix eyes, which held a half-smile.

After a long silence, she chuckled softly and whispered, "Serving... my companion."