"While he was taking a bath, he actually invited Fujiwara in and asked him to give him a bath towel. I was... very impressed by him!"
Sheila, who originally knelt down to pray in front of her deceased husband's soul, didn't know what scene came to her mind, but her pretty face quickly covered herself with a layer of red clouds.
Although she had long since passed the age of a girl who was always shy, the scenes that happened outside the bathroom could not help but make her feel shy and embarrassed.
If they, or even her beastly stepson, had seen it, she would not be like this. At most, she would be angry and disgusted.
But Hirohito Fujiwara is not her future son-in-law...
She even remembered that when she summoned Haoren, after deliberately testing him, she personally admitted his relationship with Cecilia and let him take Cecilia away.
If I was so majestic at the beginning, looking at him like a strict mother, now I am so social.
Of course, social life is not embarrassing at best, and it is not embarrassing at all.
But for some reason, subconsciously, Sheila couldn't help but feel shy like a girl when she thought of being naked by Haoren.
The strange thing is that she didn't resist, nor did she hate being looked at by Haoren. It seemed that she had been exposed to it before, or even experienced it personally, which was ten thousand times more exciting.
"Kyuubi-sama..."
After thinking about it, for some reason, Sheila, who was kneeling in front of her deceased husband's grave, had blurred eyes for a while. She was clearly staring at the black and red photo of her late husband, but Fu Dong consciously shouted out those four words in her mouth.
But she herself didn't realize it.
Perhaps at this moment, the voice of a certain maid came from behind, awakening Sheila who was drifting in consciousness.
"East of the Queen's Hall, Mr. Fujiwara has arrived."
After hearing this, Silla came to her senses and quickly calmed down her expression.
"Invite him in quickly!"
Not long after, Haoren walked slowly into the mourning hall, and what he saw was the coffin placed in the center of the mourning hall, various incense candles, crosses, and a beautiful woman kneeling in front of the spirit and praying devoutly.
The beautiful woman was dressed in black mourning clothes. Her enchanting side face seemed to have been made up with exquisite makeup. Her blond hair, which was originally loose, was tightly restrained by a hairband. Her plump jade body and snow-red delicate long hair
The legs are otherwise completely covered by mourning clothes.
That kind of black mourning dress is a common style in Britain, and it is also a relatively conservative dress.
Well, even if she was dressed in conservative mourning clothes, she still couldn't hide Sheila's ripe, peach-like figure.
Western races are inherently different from Eastern races. To put it bluntly, Western women are taller and taller, and their figures are plumper than Eastern women. Many people even call those Western women Ocean Horses.
.
Sheila combines the tallness and plumpness of Western women with the charm of a mature woman. She has a perfect figure.
With such a figure, she could wear a simple black mourning dress or kneel before the soul to pray devoutly.
But the way she moved her legs and feet was filled with the charm of a widow.
Although Haoren was used to seeing stunning beauties in the world, he had to admit that the queen of Britain was really a beauty in the world.
No wonder Cecilia has such a good figure, maybe she has good genes!
Haoren sighed like this and quickly bowed in front of him:
"Queen's Hall East!"
However, Sheila did not reply and was still praying silently for her late husband.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.
Her indifferent reaction did not displease Haoren. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the solemn decoration of the mourning hall and the many guards and maids around.
He felt that he might have thought too much, or some temptation...
At this moment, the king is newly mourned. Sirana must be in a sad mood and has no other thoughts.
It seems that I am overthinking it.
After thinking about it for a while, Haoren comforted him and said:
"To the east of the Queen's Palace, what happened tomorrow night is really a misfortune for the royal family. Please forgive me and accept the change, and don't be overly sad!"
No matter what Bu Xin said, Sheila was not Cecilia's mother. If she knew that her husband had just lost her husband, and as her son-in-law, she would naturally not seek to comfort her.
"Fuji...Fuji Fujiwara-kun..."
After he said those words, it took a while for Silla to finally respond and stumbled back.
"kindness?"
Haoren felt a little confused.
Bu Nao, before he could think more, Silla had already stood up, turned around and kissed him:
"Fujiwara-kun, thank you very much for helping me tomorrow... tomorrow night!"
Haoren naturally didn't know whether Sheila was not ignoring him, or whether it was because after hearing his voice again, her body unexpectedly felt an uncontrollable numbness, or even a comfortable feeling, and she did not recover for a long time.
That reminded her of the first time she saw Haoren when she summoned him. To be honest, it was her first time seeing Haoren.
It was obviously the first time they met, but for some reason, she had an unusually familiar feeling.
It was as if I had met him somewhere before, communicated with him, or even had in-depth contact with him.
She remembered her reaction clearly. For some reason, she felt a sense of fullness in her esophagus, and her stomach was so upset that she almost vomited.
It was as if something was blocked in the mouth and it was being stirred constantly.
Sheila couldn't say what kind of feeling it was, but since seeing Haoren that time, she could not help but feel a sense of closeness to him.
This made her very confused, but after thinking about it carefully, she still couldn't remember where she had seen that man.
The inexplicable feeling of closeness, coupled with the previous misunderstanding outside the bathroom, made Sheila not sure how to face her future son-in-law, and she became a little stumbling when speaking.
After all, Sheila was no longer a young girl, so she quickly adjusted and began to ask Haoren about the follow-up to the tomorrow night incident.
Haoren naturally had nothing to hide, so he told the story truthfully and told Sheila that the second prince had been killed by him.
After chatting normally with Sheila for a while, he finally felt at ease.
It seems that I have really thought too much.
"Anyway, thanks to me arriving in time tomorrow night, otherwise, both Cecilia and him would be in danger."
After learning about the second prince's love story, Sheila felt very relieved. The beastly step-son who had taken advantage of her was finally dead.
She immediately stood up with a solemn expression, bent down and bowed.
"Fujiwara-kun, thank you very much, please accept his bow!"
As a queen, she doesn't have to be like this.
But after knowing that Haoren had the strength to defeat the Holy See's Superintendent and the Chief of the Clock Tower, she felt it was necessary to do so.
Not only does it mean no, thank you, but no, it means denying the future plans of the mother and daughter.
After learning that the second prince was defeated, Sheila's mind became active.
If the eldest prince of Ming Dynasty is dead and the second prince is executed, the only biological heir of the king is Cecilia East. Maybe...
No matter what, the future priest's son-in-law will be the mother and daughter's greatest reliance in the future.
"The Queen's Master, please come up quickly. You don't need to say thank you. These are not what he should do. If Cecilia is his lover, how can he let her be in danger?"
When Haoren saw the queen giving this great gift, he was a little surprised. He took a few steps forward and supported Sheila who was about to bow down.
At the same time, because he was close to Sheila, he suddenly felt the faint fragrance of liquid cyanide coming towards his face.
He thought it was the scent of Queen Sheila's presence, but didn't think much about it.
"Yeah~!"
Unexpectedly, when his legs touched Sheila's arms and he wanted to help her up, a scream suddenly came from the place.
Just being touched by Haoren, Silla's delicate body actually started to tremble slightly, and her pretty face, neck, and even her whole body were covered with a faint blush for some reason.
"Queen's Palace, what's wrong with you?"
That scene made Haoren frown, and he even went to help Silla up and asked.
"He...he's fine, that's right...Bidong just passed away, and he...feels a little sad and a little uncomfortable...comfortable...ah!"
Being supported by Haoren, Silla's red lips became a little brighter, almost pursed into a thin line, as if she was trying her best to endure something, but she couldn't help but let out a soft groan.
Sad? I asked him if it was sad?
Haoren felt a little speechless.
And this movement naturally attracted the attention of the guards and maids outside the mourning hall.
They quietly looked outside the mourning hall, and happened to see their beautiful Queen Dong "snuggling" in Fujiwara's arms, making an indescribable sound.
The guards guarding outside the mourning hall happened to be the same group of guards who had been in the queen's palace before. They had witnessed Haoren's heroic appearance in defeating the two priests.
Therefore, after quietly taking a few glances outside the mourning hall, they quickly turned around as if they had not seen anything.
And to prevent the two people outside the mourning hall from being disturbed, they deliberately blocked the window and doorway with their bodies.
Those people are not stupid. For example, in Britain in the Ming Dynasty, the king and the eldest prince died one after another, and the second prince was killed for rebellion. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the third princess Cecilia is the most likely to inherit the throne.
But that means that in Britain, it would be very difficult for a woman to inherit the throne.
Although the king has no heir, he has many relatives such as nephews and nephews, and even many British royal women who have married into other countries have children.
The favorite thing among the royal families of Western Europe is the marriage between countries. Once the marriage between countries is extinct, the married couple can most likely claim the throne on the pretext of joint rule.
Therefore, if you want Cecilia to inherit the throne, you need support from all aspects.
At that time, if there was a powerful priest standing behind the princess palace, who was strong enough to defeat the Vatican and the Clock Tower, then it would not be a sure thing to succeed to the throne, at least it would not be easy.
Therefore, Queen Sheila's behavior is understandable to them.
If it were his own daughter to please a very young, powerful, and unlimited priest, they would probably do the same thing.
"Oh, it's not a good thing for the queen and the palace."
"really……"
Everyone sighed in low voices, but at that moment, a guard interrupted their discussion.
"Hey, have you guys smelled the faint fragrance of jellyfish?"
"When I say that, it seems that there is indeed..."
"Well...why does he feel that the weather is getting hotter? It's obviously midnight..."
The guards' voices were not loud, but Haoren heard them.
It wasn't until that moment that he suddenly discovered something interesting.
"Wait a minute, there's something interesting about it!"
After realizing that it was good, Haoren's expression changed, but before he could react, Silla in his arms suddenly raised his head.
That mature and charming face bloomed with a heart-stirring smile, and those sapphire-like eyes were filled with the light of desire, moist and charming:
"Hey, Fujiwara-kun, do I think I am beautiful?"
???
Haoren felt that the scene in front of him was extremely familiar, as if he had been attracted by the pink tattoo.
But there was clearly no trace of pink in Queen Sheila's eyes.
So what's going on?
Before Haoren could react, Silla suddenly became extremely active. She raised her legs and held his face, her eyes blurred.
Because the distance was too close, the scented breath almost hit Haoren's face, making it itchy and numb.
After Haoren inhaled the aroma, his brain felt dizzy for a while, and he felt a flame ignited outside his body, and his mouth instantly became dry.
He almost couldn't hold it back and lowered his head to eat.
Fortunately, considering the identity of the mature woman in front of him, Haoren endured it with great perseverance.
Bu Nao also made him realize where the good points were.
"Aroma? Wait, there's something wrong with those aromas!"
After a little awareness of the outside world, Haoren discovered that there was also a commotion outside the mourning hall.
After sensing the heat, the guards took off their coats one after another and breathed heavily.
The maids, however, were helplessly slumped on the ground, their faces flushed, and many of them were even hugging each other, rubbing their ears and temples together.
"Hey, Fujiwara-kun, shut up. Do I look good?"
In his arms, Sheila was shopping everywhere to show off, constantly challenging his moral bottom line, and his own situation was already very critical.
No, we can’t go that far east again, we must think of a way!
First of all, he needs to get rid of the abnormalities in his body before he can help them.
"Wait, there is a way. Maybe that can prevent him from making mistakes!"
After all, Haoren is not a kind person. If it were them, I'm afraid they would have made a mistake long ago.
He tried hard to think with the little reason he had left, and soon an idea flashed through him, and he came up with a feasible solution.
Then he hugged Silla tightly, and his figure flashed and quickly disappeared outside the mourning hall.
Originally, he did not intend to take Sheila away, but considering that the group of guards outside the mourning hall had lost their minds and wanted to protect Sheila, he chose to take her out of the mourning hall.
Bu Nao made too much noise when he left, causing a gust of wind to blow over the black and red photo of the coffin.
Snap~!
The black and red portrait of the newly deceased King of Britain was blown off by the wind and fell into the muddy sand, and was immediately covered with a layer of filthy dirt.
But the widow who was originally keeping vigil for her husband has long since disappeared!
…
Not long after, Cecilia was outside the door.
Haoren, with red eyes, managed to get here all the way.
"Okay, if you come from the east, just ask for Cecilia's help. You should be able to avoid unnecessary trouble!"
After all, that strange aroma should have some kind of aphrodisiac effect.
Haoren Quanqian tried to use the power of the giant gate star to relieve the abnormality, but it was slightly relieved but could not be completely eliminated. He thought that the thing must be in the leg of the demon king level.
In this case, then the most primitive method can be used to solve the problem.
It didn't matter that Cecilia and he were not lovers to begin with, so that was not the solution he was thinking of at the moment.
After thinking about it, Haoren once again used the power of the giant gate star to slightly suppress the abnormality outside Sheila's body.
Then he exerted a little force on the palms of his legs, stunned Silla who was holding him in her arms like an octopus, and placed her at the door.
He originally wanted to find a room to put Sheila in, but now he really didn't have that much time.
After doing all that, he quickly opened the door and rushed in.
With a bang, the door closed, and the empty corridor appeared, leaving Sheila, who had passed out in a coma, leaning alone outside her daughter's room...