You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

Seeing that Zeno was about to remain defiant, Elena raised her hand to interrupt her, and continued, "Besides, you know that Shiro is always one to respond to gentle persuasion but not force... He must have seen your half-hearted resistance just now. But, is that enough?"

Elena smiled and said softly, "You heard what Shilo said. The criterion for who will be his first marriage partner, you or Princess Otivia, is who can make him feel 'pleasure'. But if I may be frank, your performance just now... was really too weak."

weak?

Zeno wondered if he had misheard, and for a moment he even felt a little curious.

From childhood to adulthood, this word, which had never been associated with him before, was actually uttered by someone whose strength was only at the [Void Realm Level].

"Hmph, how interesting. Who gave you the audacity to call this princess 'weak'?"

Seeing Zeno's mocking gaze, Elena calmly shook her head, pointed at him, and said, "It's you, Prince Zeno. The weakness I'm referring to has nothing to do with your extraordinary rank; it's merely your combat strength as a woman, nothing more."

Elena's words froze Zeno's mocking expression, his face flushing red and then turning purple, his flat chest heaving.

Elena shifted her gaze upwards, tilted her head, picked up her small pomelo, and asked in return, "Based on this alone, I would like to ask, where does your confidence in being able to exclusively possess Shiro's heart come from?"

click-

The carpet beneath Zeno's feet was torn apart by the out-of-control energy, and cracks also appeared in the floor beneath it.

Zeno clenched his fists, staring at Elena's slightly larger pomelo with a gloomy gaze. After a while, he turned away indignantly and muttered angrily, "They're just two lumps of fat. Shilo is not that vulgar!"

Ugh--

Elena shook her head at Zeno, who was lost in his own fantasy, and continued to bring up topics that annoyed her.

"Alright, let's not talk about that. I'd like to ask Prince Zeno, do you think you can satisfy him on your own?"

Elena rested her chin on her hand, looking with interest at the stubborn eldest princess in front of her, and smiled, "By the way, your performance just now was similar to little Elin's first time."

Upon hearing this, Zeno stiffened her neck and scratched her head, her face filled with disbelief: "H-How is this possible? You're talking nonsense, aren't you?! How could I, the princess, be similar to that little girl—"

"No, rather, it's quite unexpected that you're so 'weak'."

She's mocking me for being weak again, that despicable woman...

Zeno gritted her teeth. As a transcendent being of the [Erosion Rank], she was perfectly capable of discerning whether Elena was lying or not.

However Zeno's perception remained the same, the conclusion was always the same: Elena was telling the truth.

Zeno was completely unable to accept this fact. Even if Xiluo was powerful enough, he was still a [World-Erosion Rank], so why was he even inferior to that little girl?

Zeno clenched his fists, feeling a tightness in his chest. Just as he was about to continue his stubbornness and say that he hadn't performed well, Elena's voice rang out again.

“I can teach.”

? !

Zeno looked over in shock, and Elena was just propping her cheek up with her hand, smiling at her.

What did you just say?

"I said, I can teach you some techniques that can enhance your combat power."

Upon hearing this, Zeno's tense expression immediately relaxed considerably, and for a moment he even found Elena much more pleasing to the eye.

Just when Zeno thought Elena would take this opportunity to make some demands, she unexpectedly pulled out a "secret manual" from her personal space and pushed it onto the coffee table.

After hesitating for a moment, Zeno still picked up the manual and eagerly examined its contents.

One page, two pages, three pages...

Zeno's face grew redder and redder, his eyes brighter and brighter, and the rustling sound of turning the pages of his book grew faster and faster.

Zeno quickly finished reading the entire book with his improved eyesight and was very satisfied with the novelty and practicality of its contents.

call--

With a long sigh, Zeno slowly opened his eyes, looking at Elena with a complicated expression, and said, "It's even good enough to publish a book... Just how many times have you two done it with Shiro?"

The thought that the manual he was holding was a summary of other women's experiences in constantly training Xi Luo made Zeno feel a sour taste in his mouth and a tightness in his chest.

Elena was stumped by her question.

After a moment's thought, Elena shrugged and asked, "Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?"

Kara -

Okay, I take back what I said earlier, this stinky woman is still just as annoying.

Zeno gritted his teeth, feeling a bit tempted to start up the Cat TV app.

"Anyway, this book is pretty good... What reward would you like?"

Zeno said casually, honestly she hadn't thought Elena would really ask for anything, after all, the woman's actions seemed a bit like she was trying to please her, but to her surprise—

"Hmm~ There really is one."

Zeno was delighted to hear this.

Given the power of the Wells family, it's hard to imagine what Elena would want from him.

Tell me about it.

Zeno sat down, crossed his legs, and raised his chin.

Upon hearing this, Elena revealed a mysterious smile: "My request is—to let me join you next time you and Shiloh are together."

Zeno's eyes glazed over for a moment, completely unprepared for Elena to make such a request.

"Are you sick?!"

Zeno frowned; the thought of it was embarrassing.

"Anyway, you've already done it in front of everyone, so what's the big deal?"

That's because—

Elena waved her hand, interrupting Zeno, and said, "Besides, groups of two or three are quite common in our family, you know? After all, one person can't possibly deal with Shiro, can they?"

Zeno twitched his lips, feeling extremely bitter at Elena's use of the word "our family".

Pshaw, I don't want to join them...

To dismantle the enemy, one must first infiltrate their ranks.

Thinking of this, Zeno snorted, tossed aside her long, snow-white hair, and said arrogantly, "Since that's the case, I, the princess, will grant you permission to observe next time. However, if I don't allow it, you cannot touch him."

Upon hearing this, Elena pursed her lips, thinking that this was going to be tough, but as long as she could achieve her goal, all sacrifices would be worthwhile.

Elena agreed to Zeno's request, her smile turning slightly cold as she said meaningfully, "Don't worry~ If you hadn't personally agreed, I absolutely, positively wouldn't have touched Shiro~"

Zeno nodded in satisfaction. Although he didn't know why the woman's tone was a bit strange, the result was still good.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Elena relaxed and leaned back in her chair, her eyes slightly closed.

Although the First Princess is very imposing... her arrogant personality is surprisingly irritating.

Elena couldn't help but laugh when she thought about what Zeno had just said.

Should we take on Shiro one-on-one?

Haha, that's really impressive.

After all, he was only a reserve member for the time being and did not know what Shilo's strength was like. He naively thought that he could just rely on his physical strength to hold on.

Laugh to death.

Zeno, sitting opposite Elena, was naturally aware that the other woman had some ulterior motives.

But so what? I've never cared about these schemes and tricks.

Oh.

Zeno looked at him with disdain. With these secrets, she was confident that she could defeat Shiloh.

Chapter 223 Sisters' Heart-to-Heart Talk (Hehe, extra chapter tomorrow, hehe)

creak-

Suddenly, the carriage door opened, causing Zeno, who had just been defiant, to tremble. The familiar scent made her body stiffen involuntarily.

When Shiloh opened the car door and saw Zeno sitting upright with his back to him, he was taken aback at first, then revealed a teasing smile and said, "Oh my, you've recovered so quickly, my dear friend~?"

Faced with Shiloh's provocation, Zeno gritted his teeth and angrily stood up. He then sat down on the other side without saying a word, his face turned to the side, facing Shiloh.

Seeing Zeno's wary look, Xiluo chuckled and casually sat down next to her. The vibration made Zeno straighten up instantly, instinctively covering her side buttocks, and lowering her long legs, knees together facing Xiluo.

What do you want to do?

Xi Luo blinked and shrugged, "Weren't you still thinking of 'winning me over'? And this is all you did?"

Zeno blushed slightly at Shiloh's sarcasm and Elena's suppressed laughter on the other side, and their habit of shrugging made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zeno instinctively wanted to bare his teeth, but the thick, heavy feeling of the chrysanthemum tea lingered, and a direct confrontation wasn't a good option before he had practiced his new techniques.

Zeno snorted coldly, knowing that he couldn't confront Shilo directly for the time being, so he decisively turned his attention to his good sister.

“I admit you’re better than me right now, but you seem to have forgotten one thing.”

Seeing her sister slowly turn her gaze to her, Otivia frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Zeno crossed his arms, looked calmly into his sister's eyes, and smiled, "You and I aren't in a competitive relationship. I just need to be better than my 'cute' sister, right?"

Having said that, Zeno stood up, walked to Otivia, pointed his jade finger at her abdomen, slowly spread his five fingers, placed his palm on it, and said with a playful smile, "Can you do something like this so easily?"

Upon hearing this, even Irene's face showed a hint of tension.

She could also see that, for some reason, Prince Zeno seemed to harbor a strange hostility towards her younger sister...

I must say that Your Highness Zeno has recovered your strength very well, but your performance just now was by no means "easy" at all!

Otivia's eyes were somewhat gloomy, and her little pink fists clenched quietly. She had really had enough of her sister's repeated provocations!

but……

Just thinking about how Zeno had been pried up like that, even a slight thought sent a shiver down Otivia's spine.

That kind of thing is too terrifying. After all, I don't have my sister's physique. If Xi Luo treats me the way she treats my elder sister, then...

Otivia's little brain was working at lightning speed. After a moment, she raised her calm and indifferent eyes and stared into Zeno's eyes without showing any weakness. She said softly, "Why wouldn't I dare? If I can make Shilo happy, it's a piece of cake for me."

Having said that, Otivia, as if to prove that she could do the same, calmly walked past Zeno, reached out and put her arm around the back of Shiloh's neck, kissed him, and then grabbed his belt.

Xi Luo felt the girl in his arms tremble slightly; her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and this restless trembling silently expressed that the girl was not as calm as she appeared.

Shiloh could understand that Otivia was putting on a brave face and not showing any fear, but her actions made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The other person's words were nothing more than an attempt to evoke his "compassion" and then make him take the initiative to stop her.

This feeling of being schemed against made Shiro very unhappy, so he raised his hand and tightly embraced Otivia's petite body, covering her innocent and tentative exploration with a surging wave, and ravaging and sucking the delicious juices from her sweet mouth.

zizi...

The greedy sound of water echoed endlessly. Otivia's face was burning, and her hands unconsciously gripped Shiloh's clothes tightly at the back of his neck. Her slightly furrowed brows expressed her confusion about this "kiss" that could make one's consciousness dizzy. This suffocating and dull feeling that should have been painful made her heart beat faster with pleasure.

Otivia was breathless from the kisses, but at that moment, her heart was filled with even greater joy than her body.

She knew this was Shiloh's "revenge".

He understood his own meaning and felt displeased, which is why he began this kiss that was so fierce and violent, destroying the lady.

However, Otivia was happy.

Even though Shiloh denied it last time, she always knew that he understood everything she meant.

This sense of belonging and security, which comes from the depths of her soul, made Otivia close her eyes happily, wanting to forever immerse herself in this warmth and unwilling to escape.

Just as her consciousness was about to fade, the object blocking her mouth was suddenly pulled away, and fresh air rushed into her throat. Caught off guard, Otivia bent over and coughed violently.

"Cough-cough-!"

Silo gripped Otivia's waist, his eyes devoid of any pity: "If this is all you've got, then you're really going to lose to your sister, aren't you?"

"Cough cough... I, I won't lose, absolutely."

Otivia wiped her mouth, and when she looked up, her eyes were full of determination.

After vowing to win, the two sisters exchanged a barrage of harsh words in the car before sending Shiloh back to Wells Manor, only stopping when Shiloh and her party had left.

Inside the carriage, the two sat facing each other after Xiluo left, not uttering a word to each other, not even making eye contact, as if they were not sisters, but two strangers.

click

Otivia placed her teacup on the table, breaking the silence first: "Sister, you haven't given up yet?"

Zeno knew what Otivia was referring to. She stared blankly out the window, slowly clenching her fist: "I... am not reconciled."