74: Self-Deception
"Xue'er, what were you just talking about with Bai Ling?" As soon as Xue'er returned to the room, she was greeted by Leticia's cold little face.
Xue'er naturally knew that Leticia knew what she had been discussing with Bai Ling. After all, with the Demon King's hearing, it would be strange if she couldn't hear.
"Just fulfilling the responsibilities of a servant," Xue'er answered with a smile.
Leticia's expression froze. Yes, Xue'er was helping her get rid of the big trouble that was Bai Ling. She seed to have no reason to give Xue'er a cold shoulder.
"That person... forget it, don't mind her." Leticia shook her head and handed the clothes in her hands to Xue'er. "Help put on this outfit."
She definitely couldn't put on this type of clothing by herself. Even with Xue'er's help, it would still be troubleso.
"Your Majesty is finally willing to dress properly—how gratifying." Xue'er took the clothes Leticia handed her and sighed dramatically.
While speaking, she took out a pair of white stockings from the wardrobe. "Your Majesty, put on the stockings first."
Leticia frowned, about to refuse, but swallowed her words back.
These stockings were part of the outfit. She couldn't very well wear the outer clothes without the stockings, right?
"Mm." Sitting on the bed, Leticia obediently lifted her small, tender feet.
Xue'er carefully grasped Leticia's right foot, secretly sighing that it still had the sa touch as before, then began putting the stockings on Leticia.
A wonderful sensation climbed from her toes all the way up to the middle of her thighs. Leticia's face gradually turned red. No matter how many tis she tried, she still had difficulty accepting the strange experience the long stockings gave her.
It wasn't that it felt bad—quite the opposite, it was because it felt too good, so good that she didn't want to take them off at all.
"Your Majesty, lift your arms." After quickly putting the stockings on Leticia, Xue'er took out a bra.
Ah, that's right—Leticia still hadn't corrected her bad habit of not wearing bras, though whether she wore one or not really made no difference.
However, what Xue'er held wasn't an ordinary bra. This bra could slightly compensate for Leticia's chest-related regrets, making her look more... beautiful overall.
"I'm just saying, isn't wearing this kind of thing just self-deception?" Looking at the girl in the mirror whose bust had increased sowhat, Leticia still couldn't understand why Xue'er liked making her wear these deceptive things.
It had always been like this before too. When Leticia needed to wear formal attire for various ceremonies, Xue'er would always bring out these things to fill the slight regret from her demon king bloodline.
"Although this outfit's chest decorations can sowhat conceal Your Majesty's physical shortcomings, according to my judgnt, Your Majesty padding just a little bit could make your charm reach the next level." Xue'er smiled as she explained.
The chest pads she prepared for Leticia weren't just this one size. From practically nothing to 36D, as long as Leticia needed it, Xue'er could produce it imdiately.
However, Leticia's demand for these things was really quite low. She didn't even know her wardrobe contained such items.
"Xue'er, you don't pad too, do you?" Looking at the maid's quite ample chest, Leticia asked a deadly question as if possessed by a ghost.
Leticia had never known what Xue'er's real figure was like. This maid was always wearing a maid outfit whenever in Leticia's view, and her chest always maintained the sa position on the excellent line of fullness.
"Your Majesty, even I would get angry hearing that kind of question." Xue'er didn't answer Leticia's question, but instead pulled the dress over Leticia's head.
This reaction seed to already explain so things.
"Ah, Xue'er, be careful! Don't tie the belt so tight—my waist is going to break, going to break!" Leticia quickly paid the price for her foolish question. Xue'er abandoned her usual gentle style and gave Leticia an extrely wild clothing experience.
"How is it, Your Majesty? Are you satisfied?" After braiding Leticia's long hair into two quite cute pigtails, Xue'er looked at Leticia before her, who was like a rare treasure, and nodded with great satisfaction.
Her Majesty should be this radiant and dazzling.
"Doesn't feel much like anymore." Leticia tugged at her braids and gave her assessnt. She could hardly believe the girl in the mirror was herself.
The originally thick aura of decadence was completely swept away, replaced by a fresh and brilliant girlish aura. The current Leticia definitely wouldn't make people think of a shut-in.
Such a lively and cute girl couldn't possibly like staying ho. She should be very active, like going out to play, like gathering with friends.
"Your Majesty should be like this." Xue'er said sowhat resentfully.
Heaven knows how long she had endured that slovenly Majesty. Finally having such an opportunity, she naturally wanted to display Leticia's most captivating side.
"Whatever, it looks pretty good." Leticia didn't care much about it either. Appearance wasn't sothing she focused on.
The clothes looked good and felt comfortable to wear—that was fine.
"Your Majesty, wait a mont." Seeing that Leticia wanted to leave the room, Xue'er quickly took out a small butterfly hair clip. "Your bangs—let arrange them."
"Oh." Leticia obediently stood in place waiting for Xue'er to completely arrange her hair. "This hair clip looks familiar."
"This was personally made for you by Princess Qila on your sixteenth birthday, but you gave it directly to for safekeeping after receiving it." Xue'er indicated this item was your sister's handiwork. "Speaking of which, this is also the first ti you're using this hair clip."
"Qila's craftsmanship is pretty good." Leticia carefully touched the pink hair clip on her head and suddenly smiled. "Truly worthy of being my sister."
"Your Majesty's craftsmanship can't compare to Princess Qila's." Xue'er squinted and deflated her. "The birthday gifts you made for Princess Qila..."
"Stop, don't ntion those things." Leticia imdiately indicated they could still be friends if they didn't talk about those things.
"Alright..." Xue'er sighed. "There's already been a reply from the Princess's side. I'll continue following up, but Your Majesty must keep communication open."
"Good, I guarantee I'll be available whenever called." Leticia patted her fake chest and promised.
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