Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

Grace's eyes darkened, and from her throat came a profound question from another soul:

"Then...has the imperial sister ever betrayed anyone?"

Victoria's eyes were blank for a moment.

Was it out of guilt towards the Fifth Princess? Or was it because of the guilty conscience after being questioned by the "real boss"?

She just cast her long gaze towards the beautiful moon outside the window, as if asking for forgiveness from the heavens, and whispered,

"When we are in this position, we are all members of the Rhine royal family. There are many times when we have no choice..."

Is this an excuse for your behavior?

Grace frowned, and continued to ask with a curious tone,

"Will the Imperial Sister feel sad about this as well?"

As if finding a weak spot in the winter ice, Victoria's patience broke completely.

The bright red lips curled up, and the facial muscles also rose slightly, but there was no trace of smile in the dull eyes.

Victoria picked up her fork, "Why are you talking about such a cold topic? Let's eat dinner quickly."

The tines of a silver fork dive into a fresh salmon fillet coated with chopped coriander and black pepper.

In such an official gesture, Grace could only read her guilty conscience.

The cold fish fillet touched the girl's lips in indifference.

Victoria urged, "What's wrong? Don't you like it? Should I ask the servants to change another table?"

"..."

Grace looked at her in silence.

"Open your mouth and eat a little. People who are sick should not be picky about food."

Victoria touched the girl's lips with her fork again, her tone still gentle.

But the temperature in the air suddenly dropped to freezing point. The constant temperature array was still running in the bedroom, and Grace only felt a biting chill.

Victoria seemed a little annoyed.

Grace, who was a good actress, lowered her eyes shyly and said in a soft and aggrieved voice,

"Sister... I don't like eating coriander now..."

"Really? So that's how it is."

As Victoria smiled softly, the frozen air gradually warmed up, and she put her fork on the food cart.

"Then ask the servant to make another dinner without coriander."

……

After dinner time, it was quiet time.

Victoria and Grace chatted about literature and poetry like real sisters.

Well...from Victoria's mouth, we learned that the original fifth princess particularly liked third-rate novels and fairy tales on the market.

It turns out that the fifth princess was a very innocent child, like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake.

As usual, Victoria was handling official documents in Grace's bedroom.

Grace sat at the head of the bed, quietly flipping through the book "The Mystery of Magic".

It would be more accurate to say that I was secretly observing Victoria's habits under the pretext of reading a book.

The imperial sister had a secretary, a cold maid wearing glasses, with brown hair and blue eyes. Her maid uniform had not a single wrinkle on it, and she walked as straight as a soldier.

It seems that she is not a secretary or a maid, but a human weapon.

The maid always came in with a large amount of official documents, and Victoria would then go out with her to discuss something closely.

Of course I won’t let myself hear it.

However, Victoria would look back from time to time to check on her own condition.

Time passed quietly with the ticking of the hands, the night deepened, and the moonlight shining through the window was as bright and clear as daylight.

Dong, dong, the long sound of bells ringing came from the distant palace, heralding the arrival of a dark and deep night.

After saying goodnight to each other, the bedroom belonging to Grace and Victoria fell into a quiet darkness.

Grace was actually not used to such a warm bed and such a warm person.

Her bottom line has always been to achieve her goals. The opportunity before her does not allow her to be pretentious.

The person beside her had a shallow breathing. Grace followed Victoria's breathing and felt the throbbing heartbeat in the deep darkness.

Strange bedfellows.

The ticking of the pointer, the sound of shallow breathing, and the silence all around, at this moment the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against the quilt seemed abrupt.

Grace lay sideways, motionless, waiting.

Humans fall into a deep sleep at two in the morning, and that is the best time for them to act.

If it was a deal involving the reselling of magic crystals, then the amount of money involved must be huge, and there should be something like a thicker account book.

Grace had observed that the maid secretary came three times in total, and only once did she bring a hardcover brown-red book.

It was pressed at the bottom of the documents on the desk.

Grace looked at the distinct black and white shadows cast on the wall from the window. It happened to be a good moonlit night.

Victoria happened to be very tired, so she decided to take a chance and give it a try.

The mattress beside her was slightly dented due to the weight of the person, and Grace moved slowly in the warm goose down quilt.

First, he used a barely perceptible force to move his slender and thin calves, and then used the arm that was lying on his side to slowly lift his entire body up from the quilt.

On such a soft bed, even the slightest movement will leave behind gentle creaking and rubbing sounds.

The overly quiet atmosphere made my heart beat fast in the darkness.

Grace held her breath and dragged her legs out of bed.

The moment her toes touched the ground, the pain of broken bones made the girl's eyebrows twist into several parts and cold sweat broke out.

Victoria slept on the side closest to the desk, and she had to cross most of the bed to reach it.

As she walked towards the desk, she had not taken two steps in the excruciating pain when her excellent hearing heard a clear rustling sound in the silence.

This is the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, like a death spell.

Victoria woke up?

Grace's pupils shrank in horror.

Given her suspicious personality, could this be a test or a disguise?

My heart seemed to be beating an intense drumbeat between life and death.

Grace no longer dared to go to the desk, but endured the pain and stood in front of the "sleeping" Victoria.

She used her petite body to block the glassy moonlight coming through the window, leaving a dark shadow on her cold and beautiful face.

Is Victoria awake? I don't know.

Grace's eyes turned, and her faint red pupils in the darkness blended into the gloom of the night.

She decided to give it a try.

The night was so quiet that even breathing seemed abrupt, and Grace bent down nervously and slowly, trying her best to hold back any breath she could.

She placed her cool palm gently on Victoria's cheek.

The body, full of feminine charm, lies on its side without moving, as if Grace is an invisible and disembodied ghost.

Grace's brows were furrowed in doubt, she wasn't sure.

Since it was just a simple touch on the cheek, it would be easy for Victoria to disguise herself...

I can't lose the royal sister's trust now, before I complete Kevin's mission.

After careful consideration, Grace gradually bent her waist down - she moved closer to Victoria's sleeping face.

The light perfume of tuberose fills all breaths.

The burning breath of the imperial sister, who shared so many characteristics with that woman, was hitting her cheeks regularly.

Walking on the edge of danger and breaking one's own bottom line, there is an indescribable burning feeling in the madly beating heart.

This feeling, like a life-and-death struggle, caused adrenaline to surge, and every part of the body's blood was heating up.

As a normal sister...

As a possessive sister...

If she knew her injured sister wanted to kiss her secretly in the middle of the night, she would not be able to sit still.

Especially Victoria's character, she is a person with a strong desire for control.

This behavior, which was beyond her imagination, would definitely be stopped.

and so……

Without any hesitation, Grey placed her lips close to Victoria's bright red lips, gently brushing across the peak of her lips like a dragonfly touching the water.

Before Grace could pull back, the pair of captivating, deep, and dark red eyes in the darkness suddenly opened.

Victoria looked up in astonishment, then grabbed Grace's slender wrists neatly.

77. Panic after kiss

The position of Crown Prince of Rhine is not decided yet, and there are many people who want to take advantage of the situation, fight for interests, and get promoted overnight.

Everyone has ulterior motives, and their goal is to climb up the ladder.

Victoria had an excellent political record, was calm and intelligent, and had the huge support of Rwanda.

For these political players, it is a blue chip stock.

Therefore, it is normal for people to spontaneously take sides.

But the most powerful person in the Rhine Empire is the emperor, so Victoria has to choose to lie dormant during this period of time.

She wanted to minimize her interactions with ministers in the Council of State.

Victoria ended her interactions with the Cardans early and rushed back to the palace without stopping.

The human heart is three-dimensional and multifaceted. Even if he was as cold-blooded and ruthless as my father, he once deeply loved the princess of a fallen country.

It is necessary for ambitious people to remain cautious and suspicious when navigating the political arena.

Victoria was skeptical at first because her sister was poisoned one second but appeared out of nowhere in the church the next.

The imperial sister did not recognize herself at the first time, but lied that she had lost her memory.

This weird feeling even overwhelmed the joy of recovering what she had lost, so she had to be on guard.

Then, the imperial sister kept close to Miss Afro for no reason, and used the identity of "Grace" with peace of mind.

By the end, she showed a completely different side in court with her positive attitude.

Although she remained docile and dependent in front of him, this kind of vigilance with a huge loophole could not be reduced at all.

She has no birthmark.

Although the palace is not airtight, it will not allow a poisoned princess to disappear for no reason.

At least for now, no one who looks like the imperial sister has appeared.

Victoria accepted the fact that Grace was now the emperor's sister, but she always felt an inexplicable sense of danger and excitement in her heart.

My heart was faintly shouting - this is not the case, there is something wrong with Grace.

In the end, Victoria suppressed those voices and finally decided to return to her original position.

At least nothing happened after Xu lost his memory, and at least Karta was sentenced out by his father after much hesitation.

According to the news from the Council Chamber, Karta has been ordered to be under house arrest for two full months.

Although it was a light punishment for an ignorant and angry fool like Karta, it was a step that the emperor had finally taken.