Chapter 59: The Greasy Edward
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“You don’t know, when I received the news that you had returned, I was both shocked and delighted, my feelings were very conflicted. It was like… wanting to rush here to see you imdiately, but also afraid that you would reveal our previous secret to uncle… Because of this, I couldn’t sleep well for days. Tell , how should you make it up to ?”
“……”
I frowned deeply, watching Edward slowly walk up and crouch before , the tender affection in his eyes made shudder, giving goosebumps.
“Ah sorry, you can’t speak now, right? …You don’t need to glare at like that, if you want to bla soone, you can only bla yourself for being too naive and trusting others too easily. But well, it’s fine, it’s fine, I just love you this way, and I can assure you that I can protect soone like you. When I ascend to the throne, I’ll imdiately marry you as my empress, and then, you’ll be a woman who belongs only to , Edward, and I can do whatever I like.”
????
In an instant, my eyes widened like copper bells.
What did this guy say? What did he just say!!
He wants to marry ? Empress??
Go dream Armstrong Cyclotron Jet-Propelled Sweet Dream!
Both shocked and disgusted in my heart, looking at his self-satisfied greasy face, nausea welled up, and I almost couldn’t maintain my expression. I wanted to jump up right there and twist off his head to kick it like a ball.
Then Edward reached out his hand… reaching toward my face?!
You dare!!
I reflexively raised my little hand quickly, about to slap his face.
Seeing this reaction, Edward was first stunned, then half a second later his face changed dramatically, actually getting scared and falling on his bottom, his feet scrambling in panic as his body kept retreating, that exaggerated reaction actually surprised a bit.
“Longman!!” Edward pointed at and shouted, forgetting even to use honorifics, “She… how can she still move!! Is this anesthetic powder fake?!”
Pft—— Hm? Oh my, I forgot for a mont that I’m supposed to be under the effects of anesthetic powder.
I looked at my little hand that was already raised high… what should I do now?
Pretend nothing happened.
But after Edward cried out, before the gold mask could answer, Valarr on the side was laughing so hard he could barely stand straight: “Hahaha! What’s wrong! Our great Crown Prince? The noble first heir, haha, first in line to the imperial throne, what’s, haha, what’s wrong with you! Did your future empress’s movents, hahaha, strain your waist? Hahahaha——”
“Valarr! You dare mock !”
“No, I’m not mocking you, absolutely not that aning… pfft, hahaha!”
The gold mask couldn’t watch anymore and spoke up to stop it.
“Valarr.”
“Sorry, Mr. Longman. I just… just really couldn’t hold it in… haha, cough cough.”
Edward patted his bottom and stood up, also realizing his behavior just now was sowhat undignified, and shouted in exasperation: “Mr. Longman, what exactly is going on!”
The gold mask didn’t imdiately reply, but stepped forward to Edward’s side, staring at who had already put down my hand and was lying obediently on the ground.
Except for my rolling eyeballs, not moving at all.
He watched for a while, probably not finding anything suspicious, turned his head and said: “Your Highness the Crown Prince, it’s impossible for the anesthetic powder to be fake. No matter how powerful this girl is, as long as she is human, after inhaling a large amount of anesthetic powder, she absolutely cannot do anything anymore, you need not worry. However… to avoid complications, please refrain from provoking her further.”
The last sentence carried quite an admonishing tone. Next, the gold mask’s tone showed slight impatience.
“Scalliger’s dog nose is keen, they could find us at any mont, and Lafayette could break through the city guard’s encirclent at any ti, we don’t have much ti left.”
Hearing this, I beca anxious imdiately.
What does he an? They sent city guards to surround Lafayette? They’re already fighting? When, where?
Why hasn’t anyone received news? Is Lafayette okay?
If the situation is urgent… no, I must see him as soon as possible, can’t delay anymore.
But this person leading the way… I looked at Edward again.
His face was gloomy, probably still bothered by what happened earlier, his mood obviously not good, but he also knew the gold mask made sense, and couldn’t lash out at anyone. After noticing my gaze, he looked down and t my eyes.
The corner of his mouth revealed a cold smile.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to see your big brother.”
My heart leaped with joy. All that effort putting on expressions wasn’t wasted after all.
Hearing Edward’s words, the gold mask waved to Valarr.
“Throw her in the carriage.”
Although Valarr sneered at Edward, he greatly respected the gold mask. He nodded and stepped forward, then bent down, his movents suggesting he wanted to lift up by the waist.
I frowned, very resistant to such overly intimate contact with him, and was thinking about how to avoid this situation when Edward suddenly spoke up.
“Don’t touch what you shouldn’t touch, she’s mine.”
Hmm… well done?
Though the words were still nauseating.
Hearing this, Valarr’s movents paused, turning his gaze to Edward, looking like he wanted to mock him again. But the gold mask obviously didn’t want to waste more ti on such aningless matters, waving his hand again twice.
“Do as he says.”
“…Fine. Whatever you say, my great Crown Prince.”
Valarr shrugged, his tone quite frivolous, without a hint of respect, but he still called over another masked person.
One person lifted my feet while the other grabbed my arms, carrying front and back toward the horned carriage parked at the entrance.
“Ha, this chick is quite light, look at this little body so soft… tsk tsk, must be fun to ride on top.”
…I held back the urge to spit in his face.
“Valarr! I told you! She’s mine! Understand?”
“Yes yes yes, the future empress, I know I know.”
He laid down on the long seat in the carriage, then Edward and the gold mask also ca aboard, sitting down opposite .
The carriage space wasn’t small, feeling like it could fit two more people, so Valarr didn’t go out, and was about to sit down by my feet when Edward spoke.
“Valarr, you go to the front and drive.”
“…What did you say?”
His tone was sowhat incredulous.
Seeing conflict about to arise again, the gold mask spoke up.
“Valarr, go. We don’t have ti, soone needs to lead the way. Or would you prefer to run like the others?”
Valarr was silent for a mont.
“…Haha, you have a point.”
The face hidden behind the mask couldn’t be seen clearly.
He left the carriage, walking to the driver’s position and sat down, reaching for the reins.
“Hya!”
The horned carriage started moving.
I lay quietly on the seat, my dark eyes darting around, staring at the houses slowly retreating outside, wondering in my heart where they were taking .
Shouldn’t be too far…
Edward saw my gaze and casually pulled down the carriage curtain.
Then gave another greasy smile: “Peipei, don’t be afraid, I promise I won’t hurt you.”
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