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Chapter 142 The Queen and the Stableman

Su Ruoyun's long, smooth hair, as smooth as black silk, was draped over a glossy silk pillowcase, with the ends slightly curled.

She was still wearing that vintage white and blue gradient nightgown, with lace trim at the V-neck and cuffs, and round pearl buttons arranged at the placket below the neckline, exquisite and meticulously crafted.

Su Ruoyun asked him if he could tell which Disney character the nightgown belonged to.

Huo Jingcheng leaned against the headboard, his hair, which had been dried, was slightly messy and stuck to his forehead. A laptop was propped between his legs, the screen emitting a cold light, and his slender fingers tapped on the keyboard from time to time.

With his long fingers slightly bent, he had just typed a word when Su Ruoyun's words suddenly reached his ears. He paused, turned his head, and silently met her gaze for two or three seconds with his deep eyes before looking away without replying.

Seeing his silent demeanor, Su Ruoyun felt a sudden pang in her heart, as if scratched by a cat.

In an instant, Su Ruoyun nimbly climbed out of the soft bed, gathered the blanket into a ball and tucked it under her knees. She showed Huo Jingcheng her nightgown in its entirety and asked in confusion, "Can't you tell?"

The light blue tulle maxi dress has sheer short sleeves, a lace neckline, exquisite embroidery, and a beautiful drape. With the hint from Disney, the answer is obvious.

In the first two years after the movie's release, the eldest brother's little princess spent the Lunar New Year in the courtyard, constantly uttering the phrase "let it go." Huo Jingcheng had heard it many times, so he immediately recognized which character it referred to.

But he insisted on teasing Su Ruoyun, deliberately feigning ignorance and shaking his head, saying, "I don't recognize her."

Then, with a sincere expression, he humbly inquired, "Which princess is it?"

Su Ruoyun saw through his deliberate act, so she gathered her skirt and lay back down on her side: "What princess? It's the queen. Can't you even recognize the queen?"

Her voice was slightly annoyed, with a hint of coquettishness.

In the Disney universe, there are numerous characters, and the princesses of all kinds possess unique charms—some are gentle and kind, others are brave and resolute… each writing their own romantic love story. However, there is only one Queen, irreplaceable in the Disney world.

Huo Jingcheng curled his thin lips into a smile of interest, his tone lazy and playful: "Your Majesty, what am I in your world?"

Su Ruoyun lowered her head thoughtfully, her clear, bright eyes, like glass, darting around in circles as she searched her mind.

In traditional Disney stories, princesses are often accompanied by princes and fall in love with the man they meet for the first time, thus weaving a romantic dream.

But Elsa is different. She doesn't need anyone to match her. She is a unique being, powerful, self-redeeming, and radiating independent light.

……

Su Ruoyun could only let her imagination run wild and assign herself, the 'fake' queen, an official partner: "The stable boy."

"...The Queen and the coachman?" Huo Jingcheng couldn't believe it, thinking he had misheard. He raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask her again.

In response, Su Ruoyun nodded emphatically.

The extreme contrast creates greater dramatic tension.

Huo Jingcheng remained silent for a long while, then suddenly smiled, "A filthy coachman sneaking into the noble queen's bed in the middle of the night?"

He insisted on using such suggestive words to seduce her.

What filth, what sneaking away...

Su Ruoyun couldn't stand his ambiguous words. She bit her lip and immediately pulled the blanket over her head, trying to avoid seeing him.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng smiled faintly, stretched out his long arm, and touched the ends of her hair with his distinct finger bones, carefully tucking the few strands of hair she had missed into the quilt along with her.

After a long while, Su Ruoyun could no longer bear the heat in the bed. She slowly pulled the thin blanket off her head, panting softly. The once quiet room was suddenly filled with muffled breathing.

Seeing this, Huo Jingcheng, standing to the side, slightly raised the corners of his eyes, a mischievous glint in them, and pretended to be "kind-hearted."

He reached out, his gesture seemingly considerate but actually somewhat deliberate, and pulled the blanket over her up to her waist.

Su Ruoyun had already noticed and reached out to stop him, but Huo Jingcheng grabbed her hand instead.

Huo Jingcheng gently stroked her glossy nails, then with an irresistible air, he pulled her hands up and slowly placed them on either side of the pillowcase. The silk pillowcase was delicate and soft, with a slightly cool touch.

Then, he became like a giant beast from an ancient jungle, exuding a primal and fiery aura, and crouched down, enveloping her in his shadow.

"You...you go away." Su Ruoyun turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

The luxurious yet retro dark curtains were held up by small hooks, and the light from outside filtered through the gaps, dappling her delicate face. Her clear skin, like smooth white porcelain, was coated with a cool light, making it appear even more translucent.

Huo Jingcheng's massive body cast a deep shadow, blocking out most of the light outside.

"The grooms are here to serve Her Majesty. Why won't Her Majesty open her eyes and look at me?"

For a moment, Su Ruoyun wondered if he had mistaken her for Tang Sanzang.

Eating Tang Sanzang's flesh grants immortality, yet she, clearly not a high-ranking monk, still attracted the attention of thieves.

"Her Majesty doesn't need your service tonight, just go to sleep." Su Ruoyun appeared serious on the surface, but her breath betrayed her undisguised desire.

Sleeping obediently was out of the question. A lean, strong hand grabbed Su Ruoyun's slender, white legs, lifted them up, and placed them on either side of her, his hot breath almost touching hers...

"Of course, the coachman must serve Her Majesty the Queen well."

He left behind only this one sentence.

She had one foot on his back and the other on his shoulder, her head tilted back against the headboard, her hands uncontrollably crumpling the pillowcase into a ball and twisting it into swirls.

……

When Su Ruoyun regained her senses, Huo Jingcheng had finished rinsing his mouth and returned to bed. The soft bed beside her sank slightly, and she could still feel the lingering sensation.

Huo Jingcheng reached out and hugged her, his arms slowly tightening as if he were holding a doll. Su Ruoyun obediently nestled in his arms.

The two discussed it without blushing or skipping a beat.

Huo Jingcheng asked her in a serious tone how she felt.

Su Ruoyun raised her hand to touch his deep and handsome features, the lines of which were smooth and cold, making her both love and hate his high nose bridge...

Lingering a little.

She loved it dearly; she always prioritized enjoyment in such matters.

Real user feedback and reviews: "My tongue feels very warm, and my nose bridge feels very straight."

The groom and the queen are fictional characters in this chapter and have nothing to do with Elsa.

My darlings, please keep reading! Mua! There will be another chapter later, a bonus chapter from last night.