Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"Yes."

Irene nodded, her blazing eyes sparkling with a strange light. She gently placed a satisfying kiss on his forehead with her red lips and couldn't help but praise him.

"so smart."

At that time, I asked anxiously, "How do I tell if it's real or fake?"

"Any expression that lasts for more than one second is fake, but the subconscious, solitary expression must be real. Do you understand?"

Irene, who has been in the business world for a long time, taught with a smile on her face, while her soft and white fingers were already wandering on the slender waist.

"What if he also knows the micro-expressions during negotiations? And he deliberately pretends to be like that?"

"This..."

The deliberate questioning turned into a good opportunity to play with her. The hand of another person was placed inside the winter clothes. Irene quietly put her hand close to his ear and said in an ambiguous voice,

"If you want, I can teach you myself."

From the comfortable sofa to the soft bedroom, busy working hours are transformed into intimate time just for the two of them.

The index finger, stained with the winding moist water stains, slid across the sensitive neck and flat abdomen...

Irene, like a siren, always taught in a seductive tone.

"This expression means that you like being treated like this, right?"

"This expression means anxiety."

"What about now? Don't you still believe in micro-expressions? Your expression now tells me that you are very happy..."

Looking back, Irene always had an insanely strong desire to possess everything that belonged to her, even for a moment. She wanted to swallow everything that belonged to her without restraint.

……

It's no different from Afro...

Unconsciously, she came in front of Victoria, and such a terrible thought suddenly popped up in Grace's mind.

Compared to Irene, Afro is a complete newbie who knows nothing and is as stubborn as a donkey. He is a bad-hearted brat who always likes to pretend to be weak and kind even though he has a strong personality.

Even if you are full of disgust, the memories will still catch up with you.

Vivid and shameful images filled her mind. Grace closed her eyes in annoyance and gritted her teeth, puffing up her cheeks to calm her heaving chest.

Pulling her collar to make sure the marks on her neck would not be exposed, Grace took a deep breath and gently knocked on Victoria's door.

This time, Grace plans to use micro-expressions to test Victoria's hidden secrets.

156. Imprisonment?

It's snowing again, like some kind of resentment that continues.

The spring of the empire begins with the falling snow filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere, but it is unknown how tragic it will end.

The bleak and cold air was isolated outside the warm window, while the elegant and magnificent study was comfortable and quiet.

How many people will freeze to death this year?

Victoria didn't know.

But it is foreseeable that the future will be a mixture of blood and snow.

She was sitting quietly in a comfortable chair, with her arms folded, looking out the window at the vast and hazy snow scene, her cold and beautiful face solemn.

The weather is unpredictable, just like this winter.

Knock, knock, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Victoria turned her chair and looked towards the door, "Come in."

As soon as he finished speaking, the secretary, Miss Caroline, walked in with a serious face, holding a reddish-brown treasure box with a gold edge.

An envelope embroidered with bright yellow gold edges was carefully placed flat on top of the box.

"Good day, Your Highness Victoria."

After a simple greeting, Secretary Caroline respectfully handed the carefully designed envelope to Victoria.

"Your Highness, this is the invitation ticket from the Renaissance Society. Their leader, Mr. Osed, said that this time, there must be something that you are interested in."

Victoria narrowed her eyes in alarm, "Revival Society?"

The revival meeting is not a good thing.

Just like the two sides of a coin, there are always some things in the empire that face away from the light and cannot be shown on the table.

The Renaissance Society is the rat in the shadows, the second in command of the empire's underground political power. They engage in bribery, corruption, power politics, and manipulation in the guise of businessmen. The point is - the token of allegiance they require is disgusting.

Something that violates the goddess's beliefs and the most basic moral bottom line of mankind...

Thinking of this, Victoria's hand, which was subconsciously raised in the air, suddenly stopped. Her body shuddered in disgust, and her facial features couldn't help but shrink in disgust.

She cursed in a low voice from the bottom of her heart, "Filth!"

It seems that even being in the same room with objects that have the atmosphere of the Renaissance will pollute it.

Caroline remained calm, pushing the frame of her glasses as usual, and asked kindly,

"Does that need to be put on your agenda?"

Victoria's thin eyebrows twisted into several pieces. She stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, then waved her hand and ordered,

"Leave it there...where's the necklace?"

Caroline placed the invitations neatly on the table, already having a definite answer to Victoria's question.

"It is done, Your Highness."

She confidently opened the reddish-brown gift box in her hand and patiently explained,

“The magic circuit inside was blessed by Grand Mage Brewster for two full weeks.

Today's necklaces are able to lock completely into place to lock the wearer.

No matter what the situation is, you can immediately locate Her Highness Grace's whereabouts."

An exquisite gemstone bracelet hung from the woman's smooth white palm.

The red and blue gems strung by the silver chain blend with each other under the light, emitting charming colors.

The gemstone has been carefully polished to present exquisite facets and perfect transparency, and faint fluorescent blue magical fluctuations can be seen emanating from it. It is a perfect combination of magic and jewelry art ingenuity.

it's beautiful.

Victoria propped her head up to look at it in admiration, but her heart was overwhelmed by a stuffy feeling before a dark storm, and gloom gradually filled her scarlet eyes.

Suppressed and restrained, like a wild beast banging against a cage frame in the dark, Caroline could feel Victoria's strong emotions just by looking at her.

Caroline, who had been observing people's expressions in the workplace for a long time, remained calm and took out the last flattened magic map from the box.

On the map depicting the Rhine Imperial Capital, countless roads turned into light blue rivers flowing slowly, and a slightly reddish light was constantly flashing in the Victoria Palace.

Caroline raised her hand and pointed at the red light spot, "This is the sensor map, you just need to open it... The red light spot is the whereabouts of the wearer."

There is no point in teaching how to use it after that.

"I know, you go out first."

Victoria took the bracelet expressionlessly. She waved her hand to send the secretary away, then held the bracelet tightly in her palm as if it were power.

……

Opening the door is just a mechanical action; the focus is on the person waiting to visit behind the door.

Grace knocked on the door gently, and after getting the permission to "come in", she slowly pushed the door open.

Victoria was sitting in the middle of the study, looking down at something.

The light with floating dust divided her cold and beautiful face into two distinct parts of light and dark, creating the most extreme contrast like heaven and hell.

It's like an old movie with careful composition.

I don’t know what the protagonist wants to convey in this shot.

But Grace could clearly feel that Victoria was completely different from before.

Is it because she did not take the initiative to poison the fifth princess this time, so she has no guilt in her heart?

"Sister Royal..."

Grace called out to Victoria.

The paper in her hand was put down and Victoria stood up eagerly.

Today, she did not wear an exquisite and expensive long dress, but a dark black military uniform that represented power, looking steady and noble.

The military uniform was slim-fitting, highlighting her tall and straight figure to the fullest. The golden tassels hanging on the waistcoat on her shoulders swayed gently with her steps.

Victoria was born into a warlord family and has a rebellious and heroic temperament.

Her rather gorgeous face did not reduce her charm at all at the moment, and the combination of the two made people feel like surrendering to her military uniform.

She quickly stepped down from her chair, "Where have you been these past few days? I'm worried."

The expression on Victoria's face was a standard look of concern, with the corners of her mouth drooping, her brows furrowed, and the corners of her eyes drooping.

There was something almost formulaic about the worry, which lasted for more than a second.

Is it—false?

do not know.

Grace resisted the urge to push Victoria away and endured the hands grabbing her sleeves.

Swimming in this hypocrisy.

Thinking back carefully, how sincere is Victoria?

But half-truths are always the most touching. She is a politician herself, so how could she not act?

But compared to the worries I had last time, this time there was obviously a lot less...

For example, he expressed fewer words of concern, he did not personally lead a team to find me, and he did not invite the imperial physician.

Grace's fingers that were close to the hem of her skirt twitched in disgust, and she shook her head obediently.

"It's nothing serious. Anyway, no one is injured. Don't worry, sister."

"Don't worry? How can I not worry?"

Victoria drew out her voice, her heels tapping against the ground. She turned the girl's body back and forth, as if she wanted to check every part of Grace's body to confirm her safety.

"The magic power in that spell explosion was enough to turn a person into ashes. How did you survive?"

Survive?

Grace let her do whatever she wanted. In front of such a controlling person, the best way was to do what she wanted.

Of course, Grace couldn't tell the truth. She just shook her head in confusion and said half-truthfully,

"I don't know either... I felt a warm embrace embrace me, and then I slept for many days."

"A warm embrace?"

Victoria raised her eyebrows, her expression was worth savoring, and for a moment she frowned slightly.

Grace knew this was a sign of disbelief.

But it doesn’t matter what has happened. It’s just like performing a play on the stage knowing full well that no one will watch.

All Grace has to do now is to continue acting, "I don't know what it is...it's just like this when I woke up."

"never mind."

Victoria sighed deeply and patted her head gently with her palm. "As long as everyone is safe and sound..."

The look of relief at surviving a disaster lasted for more than a second. So how much sincerity was there in that?

Grace was judging with extreme indifference in her heart. What was she thinking about during this disappearance? Her Royal Highness the Third Princess Victoria?

Then, Victoria seemed to have suddenly discovered something suspicious, narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked,

"Then why did Grace end up with Doris?"

"Because it was Miss Doris who saved me...I was with her after I woke up."