Heir to the Kingdom of 1.4 billion people

Chapter 29 You can't ask her to be your maid, lover, playmate at the same time
The night was as dark as ink, quietly covering the sky, with only a few scattered stars and a full moon hanging high in the sky.

The entrance of Guolan Village.

After saying goodbye to everyone in the village, Xia Mingyu brought Anlia and Berg here.

Viscount Hughes and his group had already been waiting here.

"Your Highness." Karen bowed slightly.

Knight Thorin and the guards bowed deeply.

In the presence of his lord, his attendants and servants must never kneel to anyone else unless his lord also kneels.

"Please get in the carriage." Karen said as he stood in front of the luxurious carriage covered with purple velvet curtains.

Then he gave a look and a guard lay down without hesitation on the left side of the front room of the carriage to serve as a step.

"I can go up by myself."

Xia Mingyu was not used to stepping on people's backs to get into the carriage, so he got in from the other side of the front room of the carriage.

Then he waved to Anlia and Berg, and they followed his example and went up from the other side.

Because An Liya was only about 1.6 meters tall, Xia Mingyu had to help her get into the car.

After seeing the three people enter the carriage, Karen sat in the front room of the carriage - the coachman's seat, and picked up the reins tied to the two black horses.

"Your Highness, it's dark and the road is not smooth. I have the ability of night vision. If you don't mind, let me drive for you. I guarantee that there won't be a single bump in the ride." Karen said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone except Xia Mingyu, including An Liya and Berg, looked at Karen with shock and disbelief.

As a noble aristocrat and the lord of the Black Wolf Territory, he actually did the job that only a coachman would do. Even if the passenger's status was extremely noble, it was still too unbelievable.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency. I really don't like bumpy rides, so you can drive."

After a moment of silence, Xia Mingyu spoke.

Then, without waiting for Karen to answer, he continued:
"Berg, go down and chat with Knight Thorin. I remember you said before that he was very good with the sword."

"Yes, my lord." Berg jumped off the carriage without thinking, and then Knight Thorin pulled him onto the horse, and the two rode on the same horse.

Seeing this scene, although Karen's expression did not change, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart.

His Highness is truly flawless in his work. No wonder he is the heir to a superpower with 1.4 billion people.

Although he had offered it on his own initiative, to be honest, he must have felt a little hesitant about being a coachman in front of so many servants and confidants.

After all, there was not only His Highness in the carriage, but also the hunter attendant in linen clothes.

Xia Mingyu's action not only accepted his kindness, but also took care of his face. How wonderful!
Is this the pattern?
Karen thought that she should learn a little more in the future.

As for the maid, in the aristocratic circle, a maid is not considered a human being, but an object.

Isn't it reasonable to put the items on the carriage?

"set off!"

After everything was arranged, Karen waved his hand and whipped the horsewhip with high spirits.

Just like every fisherman who is rushing home after catching a big fish, he couldn't wait to move the "mountain of gold" in the car back to the castle to show his wife and daughter.

clap clap!

Accompanied by two dull neighs, the carriage started moving and the convoy sped towards the full moon ahead.

"What will the future hold?"

Xia Mingyu leaned on the soft sofa in the carriage, opened the curtains and looked at the dense forest flashing by outside the window and the bright moon hanging high in the sky, thinking secretly.

In this fantastical world where even eternal gods and creators exist, what will be his final fate? Life or death?

Is it ordinary or glorious?

A trace of melancholy flashed in Xia Mingyu's eyes. He felt like a small boat on the sea, surrounded by violent storms. He didn't know when it would stop, nor did he know whether the black shadow in front of him was an island or a whirlpool.

At this moment, a soft little hand gently held his hand, and he turned his head away in confusion.

"I'm sorry, Master, I touched your body without permission." Anlia said softly.

The moonlight poured in through the window, covering the girl's light blue dress like a thin veil.

The moonlight filtered through her long skirt, outlining the girl's slender waist. Her long golden hair cascaded down her snow-white shoulders, and her blue eyes, as clear as lake water, quietly reflected his figure.

For some reason, Xia Mingyu suddenly felt much better.

He kind of understood why so many people on Blue Star directly claimed that they were obsessed with looks. After all, the world was so cruel that one had to look at something beautiful to survive.

"I allow you to touch it." Xia Mingyu said calmly.

Tsk, the girl below. The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Master, my adoptive father often suffers from headaches. To alleviate his condition, I have learned a little bit of head massage techniques. If you don't mind, could I give you a massage for a while?"

Anlia said softly, a hint of pleading flashed across her delicate face.

"can."

So the girl sat on the other side of the sofa, lifted her skirt slightly to reveal her plump white thighs, and patted them to signal him to lie down.

Xia Mingyu: “.”

He was silent, not expecting him to lie like this.

An Liya should be only seventeen or eighteen years old this year. Isn't it not nice to take advantage of a young girl like this?

Xia Mingyu fell into moral hesitation.

"If you don't want to, then forget it. After all, I'm just a lowly maid who is dispensable to you and unworthy of serving you."

Seeing that he was reluctant to lie down, Anlia sighed softly and spoke in a tone that sounded aggrieved.

Xia Mingyu: “???”

He walked over silently and fell headfirst amid the girl's cry.

No matter what, even if God, Buddha and Confucius come together today, he will be lying down.

Feeling the extremely soft touch on his face and the faint fragrance in his nose, Xia Mingyu closed his eyes and thought secretly.

After a brief exclamation, Anlia also started her action.

Her nimble, slender fingers were like a spring breeze brushing across his face, softly pressing the man's temple, her movements gentle and delicate.

"Master, if it hurts, just tell me." An Liya bent down and whispered in Xia Mingyu's ear.

The man with his eyes closed nodded, then shook his head.

The girl's technique was extremely gentle, and her fingertips were a little cold. It was so comfortable that it didn't even hurt.

Xia Mingyu felt like he was in his mother's arms.

No, his mother wouldn't be so nice to him.
A man, at least, cannot demand that a girl be his maid, mother, lover, or playmate.
As Xia Mingyu was lost in thought, he gradually fell into a warm dream as he felt sleepy.

What Viscount Hughes said turned out to be true, there was indeed no turbulence at all.

(End of this chapter)