Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Everything is going in a good direction.

Until in the dark night, the sleeping Grace slowly and gently climbed out of bed...

During the two years of negotiating with the Cardans, she was assassinated six times due to the hatred of the country and the family.

Illusions, magic circles, muskets and sharp blades, Victoria has experienced various forms of assassination.

She developed the habit of sleeping lightly, and even the slightest sound would cause her to wake up from her sleep.

Like a female leopard gathering momentum, Victoria opened her eyes sharply in the darkness.

What will the princess do now?Didn't she break her ankle?

Victoria's hidden doubts exploded amidst the pounding of her heart.

Human ears can tell the direction, and the sound of feet touching the floor gradually became distant, and it was clear that they were heading towards the desk.

Is it...?

Some incredible idea came to mind.

The sense of fatal danger given by the person next to the pillow is like being wrapped around the neck by a cold poisonous snake, like an opponent on a chessboard that is closing in step by step. It gives people an indescribable pleasure in suffocation.

With shallow breathing, he walked slowly towards himself.

She stopped by the bed, and through her closed eyes, Victoria clearly heard the girl's shallow breathing.

Then, a soft palm touched his cheek.

The cold feeling, the silent atmosphere, and the special sense of crisis make people nervous and excited to the point of going crazy.

Is the imperial sister going to reveal her true face?

Victoria closed her eyes, her whole body tense, feeling the tender and smooth skin moving ambiguously on her cheeks like a lover.

Then, the breathing gradually became louder, and the hot, fresh girly fragrance enveloped him warmly.

Getting closer and closer, and then unexpectedly, something unusually soft and timidly pressed against the peak of her lips.

The movement was as fast as an insignificant breeze.

! ! ! ! ? ? ? ?

This is taboo incest!It turns out that the secret of the imperial sister is...does she like herself?

a bolt from the blue.

All her thoughts seemed to have been smashed with a hammer, and Victoria could no longer think anymore.

She suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed Grace's wrist forcefully.

How can the royal sister do this?How can it be done! ! !Such an incest thing?

The emotions in my heart cannot be described in any words, they are taboo, beyond human ethics, and a mixture of vague emotions.

The past flashed back like haloed bubbles, and Victoria thought of countless intimate pasts at this moment.

Help her bury the dead rabbit, take her to plant flowers in the royal garden, and read her childish fairy tales before going to bed.

Before she left, she was tearful and reluctant to leave.

The most terrifying purgatory in the world is nothing more than this. My body suddenly felt a heartbreaking anger and discomfort.

"What are you doing! Grace Laing?"

The first time she called out the imperial sister's name, Victoria only felt hot and hot in her throat, as if there was a layer of sulfuric acid.

She looked at the girl in disbelief.

Grace stood under the moonlight, her snow-like temperament matching the coldness of the white winter moon.

The snow broke and melted, and the girl's cherry-colored lips kept trembling, "Sister Huang, I..."

Grace shivered and retreated backwards, and finally stumbled, her thin figure crumbling.

not good!

Victoria quickly pulled Grace forward, and her soft body fell into her chest.

"I'm sorry, Sister Huang... I'm sorry, Sister Huang... I... I..."

The girl lay on her shoulder and murmured in a low voice, like a shivering lamb, "I'm sorry..."

Those forgotten times flashed back before Victoria's eyes again, at the moment when eight-year-old Grace lost her mother-in-law.

In the same moonlit night, I covered my cold childish heart with a shallow hug.

But why is it like this?

Victoria couldn't believe what was happening now and was extremely confused, but she still gently patted the girl's trembling back to comfort her.

The girl's cold voice next to her ears had a rare vibrato.

"Sister Huang...I'm sorry, please don't hate me."

Victoria was as distraught as when she chose to hand the poisoned wine to Grace.

Life is very strange, and many times we get lost in ridiculous and trivial things, and we come to an end.

This kiss is nothing compared to the life and death in the struggle for power.

But the weight it gave birth to was unbearable in my heart, making me breathless.

Victoria looked up at the cruel moon tonight, felt the slightly cold body, and made up her mind.

This unethical emotion must be eliminated!

She thought she would never forget this crazy night.

But Victoria said the opposite words from her throat,

"Grace...just pretend that today's incident never happened. Sister Huang, I forgive you."

"I'm sorry, Sister Huang, I just...I just..."

Her arms tightly wrapped around her body, as if she was afraid of losing her. Grace's voice was as shaky as her belief.

"Sister Huang, please don't hate me. We can still be the same as before... okay?"

The two people hugged each other in the same posture when they reunited. At this moment, on the other side that was invisible, it was Grace who raised the corners of her mouth contemptuously and gloomily.

"it is good……"

Victoria didn't know how paralyzed she was when she said such a word.

Can we really go back to the past?

Suddenly, she remembered that the girl's ankle was in a comminuted fracture state...

"Don't go down to the ground until your ankle is healed. Aren't you afraid of pain?"

Victoria complained to herself, put her hand under Grace's arm, picked her up, and placed her safely beside the bed.

The girl pursed her lips stubbornly and turned her face away in fear. With the bright moonlight, Victoria could clearly see the tension on Grace's face.

"And today...just treat it like a dream and forget it all when you wake up..."

Victoria ordered softly and covered Grace with the quilt safely.

Grace's beautiful red eyes, which were identical to her own, were staring at her from beginning to end in the darkness.

I don't know what she is thinking, but her green-white fingers are tightly grasping the sheets, and you can imagine how nervous she is now.

"Okay, it doesn't matter, go to sleep."

Victoria turned around and buried herself in the bed lying on her side, but deliberately kept her distance away.

On the large princess bed, there was an insurmountable deep ravine between the two of them.

"Good night, Grace."

A soft voice came from the darkness, "Good night..."

Grace wrapped herself in a quilt, her thoughtful red eyes shining like stars.

Victoria is too cautious and must find other ways to gain her trust.

The girl's face was gloomy, and then her index finger rubbed her moist lips vigorously, trying to erase some disgusting feeling from her body...

So disgusting.

……

This time, Victoria's inner sorrow overcame her physical exhaustion, making her unable to enjoy a peaceful night.

Follow your biological clock and wake up at eight o'clock in the morning.

Victoria opened her eyes in the darkness and carefully got out of bed, trying not to disturb Grace.

As usual, she washed, changed, and had breakfast under the maid's clothes.

But no matter how much Victoria numbs herself, it can't change the facts.

She would always think of kisses with different meanings over and over again.

At the same time... I also remembered how the imperial sister drank the poisonous wine.

I was so lost that I could barely hold the milk, and half of the dining table was scattered.

Before Grace got up, she was distracted even if she went to handle official duties.

In order to avoid someone, Victoria deliberately chose a quieter and more remote study room.

Victoria sat at the desk with distracted eyes, the tip of the golden pen resting on the clean official paper.

The seeping ink stains spread outward layer by layer, like inexplicable emotions.

"Your Highness...you seem to be absent-minded today?"

A clear female voice came from nowhere.

"what……"

Victoria turned her head, wearing a brown-haired, blue-eyed maid outfit—it was her secretary, Miss Caroline.

She capped the pen nervously and asked, "Caroline, when did you come in?"

Caroline stepped forward and stacked the new documents on top of the old documents, bowed to Victoria, and explained,

"Your Highness, I am always here. Is there anything special that is bothering you?"

Victoria also knows that this kind of thing is difficult to talk about and difficult for anyone to deal with.

She took a deep breath in confusion, rubbed her temples, her deep red eyes turned again and again, and she opened her lips slightly,

"...Well, I have a close friend..."

"His brother got up in the middle of the night just to secretly kiss his brother. How do you think this kind of relationship should be handled?"

Caroline's eyebrows were slightly raised. At this time, her best friend usually defaulted to herself.

But as a secretary with high emotional intelligence, she should not show any emotion.

So she just stayed calm and suggested,

"It depends on what your friends think? Like it or not."

Victoria impatiently held the backrest of the chair, eager to get an answer from the outsider, "What if you just want to maintain a family relationship?"

"Then cut it off as soon as possible."

Victoria tapped her toes on the wooden floor impatiently, eager for further answers.

"I know I should cut it off, but what if she is the one who can't survive if this emotion is cut off?"

Caroline thought for two seconds, and then said slowly in a serious voice,

"Your Highness, do you know the story of the baby bird? A newborn bird will regard the first creature it sees as its mother."

"The overly gentle side will give people a hazy and beautiful emotion. People call it love."

"So let's show the bad side of your best friend to her...brother. At the same time, get into her heart and understand why she likes your best friend."

"Then find her an emotional home, cleanly cut off the connection of love, and purify it into family love."

"Is that so...?"

Victoria thought carefully about Caroline's opinion, then she stared curiously into the secretary's eyes and asked,