Do you all know the future?

Chapter 63 Deliberately and carelessly
Diane was the first to regain consciousness. Due to her Holy Blood, Diane had a high resistance to poisons and the like.

He felt weak all over and his energy was completely drained. More importantly, two beautiful women on either side of him were holding him, their thighs crossed and supporting Diane. Diane couldn't move, as if any movement would wake up the two beautiful women on top of him.

The two beauties with snow-white skin closed their eyes slightly, like two sleeping beauties. Diane had memories of them, and he remembered their initiative very well.

Diane didn't want to run away; he despised the despicable act of running away from someone who was afraid of being punished after having sex. He was troubled because the scene was awkward, and he wanted to put his clothes on first.

The two of them had the same tacit understanding, embracing Diane in the same way, as if they were telepathically connected. Furthermore, their appearances were somewhat similar, making Diane almost think they were twins.

His cousins ​​(in his opinion), the Queen and his female boss—just thinking about it made Diane's mind wander. A sense of immorality slowly spread from the back of her head to her spine, gradually rousing the weary Diane.

The Holy Blood and the Goddess's blessing had a great effect, and Diane's actions also awakened the two beauties who were pressing down on her.

"Ok?"

With a soft hum, Her Majesty the Queen was the first to regain consciousness. Her blue eyes were like beautiful gems, and Diane's face was reflected in her pupils.

Like a chain reaction, Bridget also woke up and looked at Diane. Diane, caught between the two, didn't know what to say.

He hasn't figured out a solution yet. At first, he just wanted to have fun, but now he doesn't seem to have thought about how to handle things.

The Queen and Bridget both stared at Diane, who was frantically trying to figure out how to deal with the crisis before her. The Queen spoke first.

"Responsible!"

Simple and clear, the Queen held Diane's arm, which was embedded in her cleavage, making her stance clear.

"what?"

There was no anger or irritation, no hysteria; the calmness surprised Diane. Was the Queen really going to handle things so lightly?
"What? You took my virginity, and you don't want to take responsibility?"

The Queen heard Diane's astonishment and stared into her eyes, asking her a question directly. Diane nodded instinctively, but then shook her head abruptly after realizing what she had said.

"It's not that I don't want to take responsibility, it's just that Your Majesty, aren't you angry?"

Diane felt the smoothness of her skin and shuddered. The Queen's attitude was very strange. She was prepared for a catastrophe, imprisonment, or even bloodshed.

Just now, because she didn't want to disturb the Queen's thoughts, Diane chose to have Bridget infuse her with ten kinds of holy blood. The Queen shouldn't be so calm.

Diane can still recall the feeling of obstruction between them, and the image of plum blossoms, their chastity now pressed against the blanket.

There's another explanation for Bridget's silence: she broke the elixir, and she drank the holy blood, so the blame should be placed on Bridget in a certain sense. The Queen, on the other hand, is the victim, so why doesn't she show any anger?

"What's the point of getting angry? I have all the memories from that time. I climbed up there on my own, and I even bit you. It has little to do with you!"

The Queen displayed her regal demeanor, initially wanting to pursue the matter further, engaging in a brief exchange with her alter ego, accepting the cause and effect, and finally holding Diane accountable. This approach was more entertaining to watch.

But it's too troublesome and easy to make mistakes. Too much talk can lead to mistakes, and there might be flaws in her words. Right now, the Queen just wants to achieve her goal quickly and efficiently.

She only needs to hold onto her chastity and let Diane take it away to achieve her goal; she doesn't need to do anything else.

"I see. But Your Majesty, don't you have a lover? Are you trying to use me as a shield?"

Diane touched the back of her neck, forgetting the Queen's bite. She wanted to get Diane's attention and replace Bridget.

Diane was not without conspiracy theories. For a woman who had lost her virginity, the Queen's reaction was rather indifferent. He could only guess that the Queen wanted to use him as a target.

"Where would I get a lover? If I had a lover, would I let you take your virginity? What are you thinking, you idiot!"

The Queen's bright blue nails dug into Diane's arm, but there was only pain, no bleeding.

The Queen scolded her angrily, while Diane smiled sheepishly, looking embarrassed and awkward. The truth suddenly became elusive.

"Your Majesty, it's like this. I told him about your upcoming marriage selection, and because Your Majesty's selection was so targeted, it felt like it was specially prepared for your beloved, which caused some misunderstandings!"

When Diane was momentarily speechless and didn't know how to answer, Bridget answered for her by revealing that she had told Diane about the Queen's marriage proposal.

"Is that so? Speaking of which, this whole marriage proposal was because of you. I never expected that we would end up choosing you."

The Queen relaxed a little, and Diane felt that her arm was not in so much pain anymore. On the contrary, she felt incredibly happy because of the Queen's swaying.

"Because of me? Don't tell me this wedding was a setup for me."

Diane was surprised that he had been dragged into this again; he had inadvertently discovered the truth.

"Isn't he your good teacher? These past few days, all he's done when we meet is praise you, saying you remain calm in the face of danger and are willing to sacrifice yourself... I naturally think that many talented young people will be overlooked, and that's how we expand our scale."

The Queen made an excuse, saying that Isabella had indeed mentioned it, but the plot had nothing to do with it. She had set a trap for Diane, but the problem was that Diane wouldn't accept it, and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Your Majesty, is this really a reliable method? To find a royal consort through a marriage selection process!"

Diane was surprised several times a day: Did the Queen really intend to choose a husband?
"Anyway, there are more opportunities now, but we don't need to worry about that now, because you're here!"

The Queen gazed at Diane's face, still unable to sense the unrestricted affection emanating from her own perspective.

She could clearly sense that from Bridget's perspective, Diane seemed more pleasing and agreeable, as if she were enveloped in a faint holy light.

She found Diane unremarkable from her own perspective, but because of their intimate relationship, she found her somewhat agreeable. However, that was all she was; she chose Diane after weighing the pros and cons.

"Your Majesty, do you really think I'm qualified to be your consort? I'm a foreigner!"

Diane was stunned. Did the Queen know what she was saying? Was this decision so hasty?
"Then I ask the men of this country to think carefully about why I didn't choose one of them and instead picked a foreigner."

The Queen chuckled, not giving Diane much of a look. Leaning against Diane, she felt a little guilty, as it was the first time she had done something like this, but the warmth from Diane calmed her down.

Diane demonstrated the ability and ambition to conquer the continent, and she was later praised as a wise and virtuous king and queen. It is only right that she received some criticism in the early stages.

“No, Your Majesty, don’t you have any aversion to me? I’m of unknown origin, weak, and short…” Diane said, pointing out her shortcomings. The Queen’s jade-like hand, which was wrapped around her arm, reached out and pressed against Diane’s lips, cool and refreshing.

"I don't care about any of that. I trust Isabella and Lady Bridget's judgment. Will you treat me well from now on?"

The Queen was as shrewd as a fox, her powerful aura and flawless legs pinning Diane down.

The person has already been given away. Even if she doesn't particularly like Diane now, there's nothing she can do but reserve the position first.

"I try my best, but I can't understand. There's no emotional foundation between us. Your Majesty, you should..."

Diane looked conflicted and spoke reluctantly, as if he had been forced into it. He had indeed had sex with her and could still remember every detail of the intimacy.

“A foundation of feelings is built up. How can you develop feelings for me if you don’t interact with me? It’s like how you developed feelings for Bridget after interacting with her.”

The Queen was unconvinced. How could Diane's two sentences persuade the Queen, who had made such a great sacrifice? She even harbored some resentment. Diane clearly preferred her doppelganger, even though she was not as beautiful as her. After each time Diane teased her, she still tried to find her place with Bridget.

This can be considered jealousy of oneself. The Queen herself doesn't know how she got jealous, but she just feels that even if Diane is in an irrational state, Diane still has a prejudice against her.

This is why she chose to handle the matter with a relatively calm attitude, definitely not to make herself feel more comfortable with double the happiness.

After all, if you're neither likable nor willing to cause trouble, even the Queen herself would find it annoying, so why would she do that to Diane? Right now, she's trying to win Diane's favor, and that's the most important thing.

“If I take responsibility for you, then what about Chief Brigitte?”

Aside from helping Diane out of a predicament, Bridget just stared blankly at Diane's face the whole time. Diane didn't know that the two were the same person, but she felt that she couldn't show favoritism to either of them. Besides, Bridget left a better impression on Diane than the Queen.

If the Queen takes responsibility, what about Bridget? Bridget gave him the mermaid and took care of him.

"Why should she be held responsible by you? I don't know who broke the love potion, but she brought you in, and in the end, the love potion was leaked. Not holding her accountable is already being lenient with her."

The Queen was playing a double act, and Diane, upon hearing this, seemed to agree, not to mention that Bridget had broken the love potion, which was why the Queen had lost her virginity.

"That seems to make sense, but, but..."

“I’m fine, Lord An, don’t worry about me! I’m genuinely happy that you and His Majesty are together. Besides, I told you that His Majesty’s marriage selection was intended for you to answer the call, but I never expected that the conditions would be met in this way.”

How could she not be happy when they were all the same person? Bridget felt that Diane's radiance was even more brilliant because she was influenced by ten times more holy blood.

Bridget smiled and wished Diane and the Queen all the best; she had been the one who brought Diane and the Queen together.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you being threatened?"

Diane blinked. It was unbelievable that Bridget, who complained about the Queen all day, was actually speaking up for the Queen. Why was that?

"I seem to be on par with Dean Isabella, but compared to Her Majesty the Queen, I am indeed no match. Lord Ann, you deserve better. If you become a prince, then I will be your lover. Being a prince's lover is not bad."

Bridget also pinned Diane's hands and feet, rendering Diane unable to move. She spoke her own unique theory: her previous dissatisfaction with Isabella stemmed from the feeling that Isabella was not much different from herself, and that she was no match for the Queen. Therefore, Bridget naturally conceded defeat.

"Alright, alright, how much longer are you going to hold me? My head maid is going to worry."

Diane tried to move his hands and feet. The terms had been agreed upon, and now he just wanted to get rid of the awkward situation as soon as possible. With a soft and fragrant woman in his arms, Diane still felt uncomfortable.

"You keep talking about maids all day long, what exactly is your relationship with me?"

Bridget was annoyed when she heard that Diane wanted to find a maid. She was right next to Diane, who wanted to find a maid.

"What kind of relationship could a personal maid have? My first love and my first time, so what?"

Diane worriedly said that the maid must be getting impatient since she hadn't gone to see her for so long, and might have already come looking for her. So Diane struggled to get up and put on her clothes.

"Your first love and your first romance—were you always this flirtatious since you were little? And so nostalgic!"

Even the Queen was shocked. Diane's fondness for the maid was not because of the maid's abilities. If it were about abilities, Diane would never have thought of going home to find the maid.

"Yes, I like the head maid the most, more than anyone else."

Diane spoke without hesitation, even though the queen might be jealous.

If we don't prepare them now, who knows what they might do when they find out they're not as good as the maid.

"Do you like her more than you like Lady Isabella?"

The Queen asked curiously, recalling that Diane and the maid had come to Tudor together and had obviously spent a lot of time together. According to Uti's future information, the two were adoptive mother and son.

“Of course, nothing can compare to Margaret, not even you, not even Isabella!”

Diane deliberately spoke with low emotional intelligence, but wasn't that a kind of high emotional intelligence? At least she made it clear that even after becoming the Queen's husband, Diane didn't want the Queen to command the head maid with the mindset of a mistress. The head maid only had one master, and that was Diane.

"So cold-hearted?"

Jade knees brushed against Diane, causing Diane to shudder. She glanced at the Queen, who seemed angry but not angry, as if to say, "I have leverage over you, and you're saying such things now."

"I'm just too sentimental. I can give my love to you all now, so I can give it to my goddess in the future. Don't expect me to only dote on you."

Diane shouldn't have said these things, but she did anyway. The head maid, hiding in the shadows, sighed, exasperated by her own pig's stupidity.

You could at least put on an act, even if it's just to make people happy. But Diane doesn't even try to act, and she's so blunt, making it seem like the Queen can't live without him. The Queen is going to teach her a lesson.

However, the maid still had a smile on her face, ready to stop the enraged queen from attacking Diane at any moment. Diane was unaware of her presence and continued to protect her, which pleased her quite a bit.

"I've suddenly started to like you."

The expressionless queen suddenly kissed Diane on the cheek.

(End of this chapter)