Do you all know the future?

Chapter 62 Forced Buying and Selling
A pinkish aura swept through the entire room, and nothing could be seen more than two meters away, startling Diane.

"Chief, something was smashed. Is it poisonous?"

Diane tried to hold his breath, but he could still feel the air seeping into his body through his pores. Helpless, he opened his mouth to ask, and the air entered his nasal cavity as he spoke.

Suddenly, the head maid's face appeared in Diane's mind, followed by the head maid's fair and voluptuous body.

"It's not poison, but it's more terrifying than poison. Lord An, what are you thinking right now?"

A fair, jade-like hand touched Diane's shoulder, finding her in the mist as if she had found someone to lean on.

"I'm thinking about my maid. I wish she were here with me."

Lost in thought, Diane wanted to hug her maid. This isolated and helpless situation made Diane feel uneasy.

"How outrageous! I'm right here beside you, and you're thinking about another woman!"

The older woman placed her hands on Diane's shoulders, lowered her head slightly from behind Diane, and said with a look full of jealousy.

"How could you possibly understand how good my maid is? Isn't it perfectly normal for me to think about her?"

The goddess is tolerant, gentle, and doting. Who wouldn't want to be a baby in her arms? Just thinking about the scene of the head maid gently wrapping her up like her own head made Diane's eyes wander.

"Lord Anxun, do you even know how to talk? I was just jealous of your maid, and instead of comforting me, you actually praised her?"

Bridget was furious, and she inhaled the mist deeply, each breath amplifying her senses.

"The maids were fine enough, but you never warmed my feet with your arms when I was cold, nor fanned me all night when I was hot, and you never shared a pancake or a piece of black bread with me. If I don't miss her, who do I miss!"

Diane missed his head maid, and he struggled to leave to find Margaret, wanting to hurry home with her and pamper his maid.

"Where do you want to go?"

Bridget felt humiliated by Diane's struggle; Diane was ignoring her and preparing to go find the maid.

She was feeling both restless and annoyed. All she could think about was Diane, but Diane was thinking about another woman. You can imagine how furious she was.

Her reaction to the red mist was much more intense than Diane's; both were half-asleep, but Diane's resistance was clearly stronger. Perhaps it was because of the Holy Blood, or perhaps because she had already eaten a top-tier feast and was not interested in a small meal.

"I need to find my head maid. Let me go. Is there something wrong with this fog?"

Diane felt an overwhelming urge to find a maid to relieve his frustration. He felt that he wasn't actually that lewd, at least not indiscriminately so.

A jumble of inexplicable and chaotic thoughts flooded Diane's mind. He realized that the red mist was behind it all. He turned to look at Bridget, who was gripping his shoulder, and noticed that her face was flushed and her beautiful blue eyes were glistening with emotion.

"This is a love potion. Inhaling the mist will arouse a person's desire. Unfortunately, you and I have both inhaled the potion."

Bridget looked at Diane's approaching face and couldn't help but kiss her. Diane tried to struggle in terror, but no matter what she did, she couldn't break free.

"Don't do that, that's wrong, that's not good!"

Diane's confused mind didn't quite understand any secret medicine, but something called "Hehuan San" was automatically pushed into Diane's brain, making him seem to know what was happening.

"It's really wrong, but I can't control myself. It's all your fault. You scared me so much that I broke the medicine. Right now, all I can think about is you, sweetie..."

Bridget bit Diane's ear and complained to her. Diane wanted to defend herself, but she was speechless.

Meanwhile, in the palace, the queen, clutching her thin gauze skirt, sat restlessly, her senses constantly being conveyed without any attempt to conceal anything.

A blush unconsciously crept onto her cool face, and her legs fidgeted nervously, twisting and turning.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Uti, who was chatting with the Queen but felt that the Queen was not leading her, noticed that the Queen was becoming increasingly strange and asked a question.

Seeing the Queen suddenly become awkward, Uti had a strange thought. The Queen didn't seem like an awkward person at all.

"Nothing much, my clone used a love potion and is playing games with Lord An Xun now..."

The Queen whispered, and waves of soul-corroding sensations washed over her. Diane struggled, yet she was excited.

"Isn't that just Your Majesty playing games with him? What are you doing, Your Majesty? Why don't you go yourself? What's the point of sending an avatar?"

Uti looked at the Queen with an expression of utter contempt. She was so stupid, so incredibly stupid. What use was a clone? Could a clone be used to coerce people?
"It was an accident. I was chatting with you and accidentally broke it. I didn't mean to. I was still hesitating."

The Queen looked very aggrieved. She could assure her that she did not do it intentionally. If she really wanted to do it, why didn't she do it herself? After all, it wasn't a clone with her own thoughts. The clone was still using her current thoughts. The clone and the original were thinking with the same brain.

It feels like it's shared, so there's no such thing as a clone taking the fall, because it's all her. If a clone loses her virginity, it's the same as her losing her virginity.

"I already said there was no need to hesitate. Now that things have turned out this way, are you happy? Why would you let your clone do it with Emperor An? It's pointless."

"I don't understand the point of this operation. Besides getting nothing out of it, if you hesitate any longer, you won't even get a taste of the soup. You should go to the treasure room now."

Uti was exasperated. How could the queen, who was usually so adept at political maneuvering, make such a blunder? It was up to her, a master of watching dramas from a later era, to step in.

Uti urged the restless queen to hurry up, but the queen remained slumped on her throne, showing no intention of moving.

"They've already started, what's the point of me going? Hmm?"

She couldn't believe she'd been so bold as to push Diane down and pin him to the ground, preventing him from escaping. "Yeah, are you going to spend your whole life with Diane using your clone? You've already lost your virginity, what are you hesitating for!"

As the saying goes, an outsider's perspective is often clearer. Uti explained in annoyance, and her long explanation enlightened the Queen, who stood up in a panic.

The queen's composure and elegance seemed to have vanished; her mind was disconnected from reality, and the events unfolding in her mind caused her body to tremble involuntarily.

Upon entering the treasure room, the pink mist filling the room stirred my desire.

She took a deep breath, as if making a decision, straightened her clothes, and stepped into the mist.

Why aren't you back yet!

Stepping into the mist, the queen spoke, but no one paid her any attention; faint sounds continued to drift from the depths of the mist.

The Queen was not thinking rationally at that moment, and walked in following the sound.

With every step the Queen took, she felt her legs go weak.

"Lord Anne, Lady Bridget..."

The main thing was calling out for Diane.

She felt as if her body no longer belonged to her; her steps were weak and unsteady, and she walked with a trembling gait.

"You, you..."

Just before her body gave way, the Queen saw Diane and Bridget, and she made a final sprint to reach Diane.

Diane glanced at the Queen but didn't pay her any more attention; his mind was already a complete mess.

At this moment, he had no extraneous or mentally taxing thoughts; he only wanted to engage in physical activity and focus on the people in front of him. Perhaps it was his inherent moral compass and tradition that prevented him from harming others.

Why is Diane ignoring her? If Diane ignores her, then her trip was in vain.

She staggered and hugged Diane from behind, then bit her. Diane cried out in pain, as if she had regained some consciousness.

Among those waiting anxiously was the head maid, who, having waited for several hours without seeing anyone, couldn't help but have some unpleasant thoughts.

The head maid felt uneasy when she couldn't see Diane, as if something had been taken away from her.

What could possibly keep Diane and the Queen talking for hours? The head maid couldn't think of anything.

The head maid might be confident in other matters, but even with all her confidence, she would have some concerns about Diane.

Even though he knew Diane was probably not in any danger, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

It's like a mother sending her son to school. Even though she knows there's nothing dangerous at school, she still can't help but worry and fear that something bad might happen to him.

The impatient head maid, having received no news of Diane, and seeing the sun setting, followed Diane's location. Just as Isabella had left a mark on Diane and Lorraine, the head maid had her own way of locating Diane's whereabouts.

Gracefully and nimbly evaded the guards' detection, the head maid arrived at the gate. The treasure room door was locked, and not wanting to make a sound, she could only wait outside.

But after waiting for so long, she didn't want to wait anymore. She wanted to know what Diane was doing. Mature and composed was only how she acted towards others, and even in front of Diane, she was always just flustered by concern.

In a sense, the head maid is of the same mind as Diane, so she can probably understand what Diane feels. The fact that Diane doesn't feel palpitations means that Diane is not in danger, and Diane doesn't feel that she is in danger either.

But the head maid had a sudden inspiration, a sense of urgency, and wanted to see Diane. So she carefully dismantled the magic spell on the door and opened it.

Perhaps because there were people inside the treasure vault, the spell's defenses were not strong, and the head maid entered the treasure vault with almost no effort.

Upon entering, they saw the pink mist that had driven Diane and the Queen to madness. The mist in the room had thinned considerably, leaving only a light layer that resembled a misty morning fog, unlike the dense fog that had obscured people. However, the head maid recognized the mist at a glance.

The secret medicine of the God of Love is an evil item produced by a righteous god. The righteous god proclaims it as a pleasure toy for couples, but it is often used by villains to ruin people's chastity. It is something that people hate as soon as they mention it.

Was it the Queen using it on Diane?

The head maid had long ago discovered the connection between Bridget and the Queen, having learned it while examining the ice pillars of the laws on the island, but she had never been able to confirm it.

The head maid immediately became interested. She was enveloped in a golden light, concealed her footsteps, and quietly approached the source of the sound. She was very familiar with the alluring moans, because she had also called Diane that.

She approached and came to a huge blanket spread on the ground, on which were three people with disheveled clothes.

The head maid's eyes widened.

Diane, the Queen, Bridget—for a moment, even the head maid began to doubt her own judgment.

If Bridget weren't the Queen's alter ego, the scene would be even more horrifying: the cousins ​​and Diane tumbling in bed, and she could imagine her mistress's reaction once she awoke.

Looking at Diane, whose eyes were still red, the head maid smiled contentedly, as if she were seeing her own child grow up to be capable of stealing other people's cabbages.

She watched from the sidelines, developing a strong interest, and was also making preparations so that, in case of an unexpected turn of events and the Queen changed her mind, she could take Diane away and escape to the next country.

"Master really enjoys dressing up and having fun, but did they receive some kind of message? Why are they being so proactive?"

(End of this chapter)