The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 157 157. His Majesty is angry

As Su Yaoyao's carriage slowly drove to the gate of the palace, the guards guarding the gate recognized her at a glance. Their faces suddenly filled with joy, and they hurried forward, their voices filled with excitement and relief, and said loudly:
"Your Highness, you are finally back! His Majesty was furious when he couldn't find you. He even ordered the guard who let you out to be severely whipped. He is probably still injured."

Hearing this, Su Yaoyao's heart tightened, and a trace of panic and guilt flashed across her face.

She knew Augustine's temper very well, and she also understood that her secret trip this time had indeed made him worried.

Without having time to think, she hurriedly ran towards the main hall, her steps hurried and hurried, her heart full of anxiety.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the main hall was so oppressive that it made people breathless.

Augustine's eyes widened as he raged at Roland and the other paladins kneeling on the ground. "You bunch of losers! You can't even find a single person. What use are you to me? Do I keep you around just to eat my fill?"

His voice exploded in the hall like thunder, and every word seemed to be filled with anger, causing pain in everyone's eardrums.

Roland and the other paladins all lowered their heads, their faces as solemn as iron, not daring to breathe.

They were well aware of His Majesty's anger at the moment, and no one dared to speak up to defend him. They could only silently endure Augustine's wrath.

At this moment, a guard rushed into the hall and shouted at the top of his voice: "Your Majesty! The Holy Lady is back!" This shout was like a thunder that broke through the oppressive sky.

Su Yaoyao rushed into the hall anxiously.

As soon as she entered the hall, she saw that the punished guard was still being whipped. The "slapping" sound of the whip hitting his flesh struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

Su Yaoyao was extremely anxious when she saw this. Without thinking, she shouted loudly, "Stop!"

Everyone turned around, and when they saw Su Yaoyao appear at the door of the palace, all the knights couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, as if a huge stone in their hearts had finally fallen to the ground.

Augustine's eyes widened instantly, with a hint of surprise and excitement in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he immediately rushed down from the high throne, his steps hurried and flustered, almost running to Su Yaoyao, then hugged her tightly in his arms, his body trembling slightly.

The trembling was mixed with worry, anger and the complex emotions of surviving a disaster.

Su Yaoyao was concerned about the guard at this moment. She spoke in a trembling but firm voice, "I was the one who lied to him, saying I had reported this to His Majesty and received permission before leaving the palace. I am the Holy Female, and he was afraid to stop me out of fear of my status. This is all my fault. Your Majesty, if you wish to punish me, please strike me!"

Augustine stared at Su Yaoyao for a moment, then turned to another attendant and said, "Pass on the emperor's decree. The flogging of that guard will be stopped. Let the imperial physician examine his injuries and provide proper treatment."

The attendant took the order and left. Su Yaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Augustine gratefully: "Thank you, Your Majesty." "Where have you been? Do you know how worried I am?" Augustine's voice trembled slightly. He buried his head in Su Yaoyao's neck, as if he wanted to pour out all his worries of the day.

Su Yaoyao was hugged by Augustine until she was almost out of breath. Her heart was full of guilt and panic, and she stammered, "I, I just went for a walk on the street, but I didn't expect to walk far away without realizing it, and then... then I came back late." She didn't dare to look directly into Augustine's eyes, her eyes dodged, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Augustine let go of Su Yaoyao, but his hands were still tightly gripping her shoulders. He stared at her with a burning gaze full of blame and worry:

"You are a holy female, your status is extremely noble, you cannot afford to make even the slightest mistake!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of unconcealable worry, as if he had already seen the figures of those people lurking in the dark with evil intentions ready to make a move.

"If those ill-intentioned individuals knew you were out on your own, and if they took the opportunity to kidnap you, what would I do?"

Su Yaoyao couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in her heart. She felt that Augustine was treating her like an ignorant child who could be abducted at any time.

But if you think about it carefully, your Majesty's concerns are indeed reasonable. After all, the identity of the Holy Female is too special and there are many people who covet her.

Seeing her silence, as if she were reflecting, Augustine continued earnestly, "If anything were to happen to you, how would I explain this to your beastly husband? And how would I face the millions of people of the empire?"

Although Augustine's voice still had a hint of severity, the deep concern in it was like a warm undercurrent, clear and palpable.

Su Yaoyao was touched but also felt a little guilty. She nodded vigorously and said softly, "Yes, I understand, Your Majesty." As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand and gently hugged Augustine, trying to soothe his tense mood caused by worry.

Augustine buried his head in Su Yaoyao's neck, breathing in the familiar scent from her body deeply, and his irritable mood gradually stabilized.

Seeing this, Roland and the other paladins tactfully stood up and retreated.

After everyone left, the hall door slowly closed, and the huge hall suddenly became quiet, with only Augustine and Su Yaoyao left.

Augustine's eyes still showed the anxiety and worry from before. He stretched out his hand and naturally held Su Yaoyao's hand. His palm was broad and warm, conveying an irresistible power.

He brought her to the throne in the hall that symbolized supreme power, sat down first, and then used a little force to hold Su Yaoyao's waist. His movements were gentle but with a certain degree of unquestionability, allowing her to sit steadily on him.

This sudden intimate action made Su Yaoyao cry out softly. She struggled slightly and said in panic: "Your Majesty, this throne is a symbol of imperial power. How can I sit on it?" Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Augustine raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile, and said softly: "Yaoyao, don't underestimate yourself. In my heart, even if I have to give you the throne of this entire empire, what's not to like?" His voice was low and magnetic, as if it had a magic power to soothe people's hearts.

Su Yaoyao was slightly stunned, then shook her head gently and responded playfully: "Your Majesty, you are joking. I know nothing about governing a country. Even if you give me the throne, I don't know what to do." She tried to use such light-hearted words to ease the tense atmosphere.