Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

The photographers immediately snapped a series of stunning photos of the beautiful women, young and old, so beautiful that they could be used as artistic portraits and posted on the front page without even needing to modify the background color.

The reporters, of course, recognized who the "girl" was who dared to take over the bride's arms.

"Wow, she's so pretty! Is that girl one of the bridesmaids today?"

"You don't recognize the little princess of the Kaslana family? This young bridesmaid is probably the only one in our wedding who can rival Miss Cecilia in beauty, isn't she?"

"Mr. Siegfried seems to dote on this younger sister. I was thinking that the pampered Miss Brunhilde would not get along with this woman who stole her brother, but it turns out there is no hope."

"At least Mr. Siegfried seems to have no conflict with his sister-in-law."

Amidst laughter and conversation, Cecilia wrapped her arm around the ragdoll cat's waist, gently rubbing it as she whispered smugly, "I want to eat shrimp."

"Taking pictures, we can leave in a few minutes. We can have a late-night snack later. Behave yourself now." Brunhilde sat upright on the Saintess's lap, smiling innocently at the camera.

"If you want to be more dignified, Miss Bubu, could you please stop touching my legs? They've all taken pictures, though it doesn't really matter."

"I'm used to it, sorry... Sister Leah knows that what I like most is the feel of velvet, and this time the stockings are very high-end. After all, it's a wedding dress that you commissioned at a high price, so it's really amazing."

Cecilia didn't know how to answer, so she remained expressionless. Even though she was used to Brunhilde's indifference, knowing that this was a wedding dress your sister had painstakingly chosen, you could still handle it without the slightest bit of guilt... Don't you think that's incredibly unfair to your sister? And you even said it was "truly wonderful"!

"Hehehe." Cecilia could only let out a laugh that felt sorry for Siegfried.

The most tragic thing is that she herself was the mastermind behind the betrayal of Siegfried.

“But I’m hungry too,” Brunhilde said in a low voice. “I’ve been taking pictures here all afternoon and haven’t eaten anything.”

"You're hungry too!"

“I’m not a Valkyrie, I can’t go hungry.” Brunhilde said, trying to jump off Cecilia’s lap, but Cecilia grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and pulled her back. Cecilia sighed and ordered a waiter to bring some ice cream, then gently scooped up a ball with a spoon and held it to the little Ragdoll cat’s mouth with a hint of envy.

Wearing such a gorgeous and elaborate pure white wedding dress, Cecilia barely ate anything all day in order to maintain her beauty. Actually, she really wanted to eat the Arctic shrimp that had been prepared for the wedding, but the sauce for it contained soy sauce, and Cecilia couldn't touch it because of her veil and lip makeup... In short, she couldn't eat anything, which also made Brunhilde hungry.

Now that I've finally managed to get some ice cream, I can't actually eat it all myself, so I can only feed Brunhilde to relieve my boredom.

Although Brunhilde felt that ice cream wasn't very filling, something was better than nothing, so she took a big bite and swallowed it whole.

"Isn't it cold if you eat it so fast?"

"Ouch—that hurts." Brunhilde belatedly covered her mouth, her teeth aching and her eyes watering, her nose wrinkling. This scene was captured by the idle reporters. These photographers all lived in the manor, and now that the wedding was basically over, they had nothing better to do than stare at the two beautiful girls and take pictures.

"You brought this on yourself!" Cecilia couldn't help but laugh. She had to go hungry because of her beauty, while Bubu could eat. It was so unfair.

"You're still laughing. Why do you have to feed me? I can eat by myself."

“No, I’m so bored. I have nothing better to do than tease you,” Cecilia said matter-of-factly. “What if you spill a little ice cream and it gets on my wedding dress? This is my outfit for the most important day of my life.”

"It's going to get dirty sooner or later anyway," Brunhilde said, frowning with displeasure.

Cecilia paused for a moment, then her face flushed again as if she had just thought of something. She quickly said, "Let me see if your tongue is frozen. Don't wolf down your food like that next time, you idiot."

She removed the little ragdoll cat's hand from its mouth. "Sweetie, let me see."

Brunhilde thought it was making a mountain out of a molehill, but she opened her mouth anyway.

Immediately, another group of reporters started taking pictures.

“It seems fine. Let me check again.” Cecilia extended her fingers, which were covered by delicate white silk gloves, and hooked them into the little guy’s mouth. Under Brunhilde’s angry gaze after she realized what was happening, she smiled and used a few fingers to pinch or tease the little guy’s tongue, rubbing his upper and lower jaws.

After a long while, until Brunhilde was panting and flushed, slumped in Cecilia's arms, Cecilia finally withdrew her now-dirty fingers and gave up on examining Brunhilde's mouth.

"Is this how you check teeth?" Brunhilde's face flushed red as she glared at her angrily. The reporters had probably taken pictures of that scene again, and might even dare to publish them.

“We have so many things to check today, one more won't make a difference,” Cecilia chuckled. “For example…”

"Pervert..." The little ragdoll cat was speechless, but still clung tightly to Cecilia's neck, leaning against her. He was already used to this somewhat coquettish posture in front of strangers, because in this position, some of his physiological reactions that would inevitably occur in a boy could be concealed by Cecilia and his body.

Even though this would allow Cecilia to sense his reaction more easily and directly... but now such trivial matters are insignificant to both of them. Cecilia has even gotten used to it and no longer feels weak at the slightest touch... she's become desensitized.

But Cecilia still liked the feeling, the burning sensation conveyed in her arms, a mixture of shyness and annoyance, representing a blatant desire for conquest and...love.

Whether it's a sleeping Ragdoll cat, a cuddly Ragdoll cat, or a Ragdoll cat trying to tame and conquer her, she can't resist them.

The reporters were still whispering among themselves.

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel like the bride and bridesmaids are a bit... you know?"

"That bridesmaid...is she an adult?" a female reporter asked the reporter next to her in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense. You're an adult now, the little princess is almost sixteen!"

"Uh... the world is going to the dogs, and morality is declining."

These conversations naturally reached Brunhilde and Cecilia's ears as well.

“Sister Leah, they say you’re morally corrupt,” Brunhilde said, leaning on her shoulder, deliberately teasing her.

"So, do you still want to do something morally reprehensible to us?" Cecilia gently stroked the boy's back in her arms and rubbed her cheek against his delicate face.

"miss you!"

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Filled with happiness, Siegfried finished soaking in the Roman-columned bathhouse, which was only open once every ten years at the manor. Naked, he gracefully walked up the steps.

This was her final preparation before entering the happiest night of her life: taking a bath and changing clothes.

Having disguised himself as a sleazy man his entire life, Siegfried naturally had to revert to his true self on this most beautiful night.

Soaking her body until it was completely relaxed, she transformed into a smooth, white lamb. Of course, with her tall and voluptuous figure and a height of 1.79 meters, it would be more accurate to say that she possessed the graceful and slender charm of a queen.

Just like most people who know Brunhilde, even if they know he's a boy, they're used to calling him "Little Princess," while even if they know he's a girl, very few people call him by titles like "Young Lady" or "Little Princess." Even when she reverts to her girlish style, she still exudes a mature and sophisticated aura.

But Siegfried felt that he still had a sensitive side.

The bathroom door opened, and Shi Yu Qiluo and Cheng Lixue pushed in a roller clothes rack, on which hung a beautiful black and gold long gown, the same style as Cecilia's trailing wedding dress that day. The accessories also complemented Cecilia's wedding dress: velvet black stockings, a black gilded headband, and an equally exquisite small crown.

"The 'Canary' dress, which corresponds to Lady Cecilia's 'White Flower' gown, is designed to be identical to the 'Canary' gown. Both are part of the Trinity gowns designed by the chief designer of the Shaniat family." Shigure Kira explained the gowns in detail, then looked up and saw Siegfried's stunningly beautiful body, and was momentarily stunned, unable to utter a word.

Seeing her rather surprised look, Siegfried laughed and said, "Take a good look while you can. I, Siegfried, am not much less impressive than a saint, am I?"

Shi Yu Qi Luo blushed and quickly looked away, "Not even close!"

"Hmph~" Siegfried stretched, showing off his beautiful figure, and then couldn't help but stroke his shiny arms and sigh: "What a magnificent farewell. My divine beauty, which I have guarded for more than 20 years, is finally going to bloom for someone else. Thinking about this, I even feel a little reluctant."

Then she stretched out her body and let Shi Yu Qiluo and Cheng Lixue help her change into a black and gold peacock tail wedding dress.

Having just showered and dried herself clean, she felt she was at the most beautiful and pure of her life. She simply closed her eyes, letting the two women dress and care for her. From delicate stockings to a soft veil, Siegfried proudly received her final baptism.

Once she's all dressed up, she can lift the train of her wedding gown, run down the long corridor, and in the brightest, warmest bedroom, she can pounce on the long-awaiting Cecilia... The bride in the black dress will lift the bride in the white dress, and the two soft, delicate bodies will lie on the bed, embracing each other in a slender and alluring way. The air will be filled with the warm, moist scent of flowers and milk, blending together tenderly.

Tonight, she and Cecilia will be the two most beautiful and happiest girls in the world!

"But you just said this dress is a trinity? Were there originally three designs?" Siegfried asked casually. "Why did Cecilia ask the designer to make three?"

Shi Yu Qiluo and Cheng Lixue continued to dress her up, placing the final small crown on her head.

Siegfried waited a while, but heard no reply. The wedding dress was finished, so she opened her eyes.

The next second, Shi Yu Qi Luo and Cheng Li Xue grabbed her arms from the left and right and pressed them down together! The black-clad bride was immediately restrained by the two A-rank Valkyries!

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Three Brides' Round Dance

When Siegfried woke up from her unconsciousness, she found herself handcuffed and sitting in a chair. The room was the one she knew best, the master bedroom in the manor that she had carefully decorated as their bridal chamber these past few days. The large bed, measuring two and a half meters by three meters, was a Scandinavian-style cedarwood mattress, big enough for two people to roll around in bed without any problem.

This bed was commissioned by her from the day she met Cecilia and took six months to build, but now she was locked in the room, watching helplessly as everything happened on the bed, filled with terror.

Shi Yu Qiluo held Cheng Lixue in her arms, their fingers intertwined as they lay pressed together on the bed. [Edited]

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—Playing around?

"This is a game we recently invented," a familiar voice came from beside me.

Siegfried turned his head sharply and saw the saintess in a pure white wedding dress gently closing the door. He stood beside her, gently stroking her face while admiring the scene in the bedroom.

“Cecilia?!” Siegfried was shocked, but almost simultaneously she shouted, “Run! The Snow Wolf Squad has betrayed us! They’ve captured me and Bubu, and…”

As she spoke, many things flashed through her mind, such as why she had been drugged, what these people's purpose was, whether Cecilia could escape, and that Cecilia, being an S-rank Valkyrie, should be much stronger than these A-ranks... But before she could finish her thought, her words were interrupted by Cecilia's gentle voice.

Cecilia looked at the two A-rank Valkyries and a ragdoll cat on the bed with great interest.

“The rules of the game are simple, similar to Russian roulette. You put a lollipop in your mouth, and two people kiss each other while trying to melt the lollipop in their mouths. You can only lick it with your tongue, you can’t bite it. The person who melts the lollipop within ten minutes wins,” Cecilia explained with a chuckle. “If you get too tired of licking, you can switch with the other person, but you can’t take the lollipop out of your mouth during the switch. You have to keep kissing the other person.”

Siegfried froze, a chill running down her spine.

It only now did she realize that Cecilia didn't seem surprised at all, which meant that Cecilia was with these people...

“This game is very helpful in increasing the fun and understanding between boyfriends and girlfriends. For example, our kissing skills are all very clumsy, especially Li Xue, whose little tongue is extremely inflexible.” Cecilia said with some satisfaction, “But now everyone is familiar with each other’s favorite spots. For example, Bu Bu can slowly breathe even during French kissing. We will no longer kiss until we are breathless and we don’t even know what will happen when he bites our tongues hard.”

"us……?"

Siegfried felt a throbbing headache and body aches. She didn't care how she got locked up there; at that moment, she felt like she was trapped in a nightmare, a terrifying nightmare.

She tried to break free, but her wrists were handcuffed and she couldn't exert any force, which showed that this was the reality.

She was stunned.

The reality she least wanted to admit finally appeared before her; the intuition she had been avoiding and refusing to acknowledge had finally emerged, starkly clear.

She was already eagerly anticipating her wedding with the beautiful saintess beside her, but now that the saintess was right next to her, she felt as cold and distant as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She wasn't stupid, really not stupid. She knew all too well what the situation was, what the circumstances were, and what it all meant. These people had stopped pretending. These people closest to her had been acting for so long, and finally, they were revealing their true colors. What little Ragdoll cat, what pure and innocent saint, what best friends and sisters?

She stared blankly at the almost completely unfamiliar boy on the bed, who seemed to blend seamlessly with the pale blue-haired idol girl, Shiyu Kira, and the gray-haired female officer, Cheng Lixue. Actually, if it weren't for today, Siegfried would have thought, "Wow, my little brother's pretty good! He's really got two older sisters so easily, just like I was back in my day, a true Casanova!" But today, the meaning was completely different, because Cecilia was also there, and anyone could guess that Cecilia, along with them, was in cahoots with him.