Chapter 157 The happy mood is gone

2 month 18 day.

noon.

Plato was exhausted.

Of course, I knew that the reason he was so tired was because he gave up the knife.

I talked about this with my grandmother.

Grandma said that she had never seen anyone who was completely different when holding a weapon and when not holding a weapon. But referring to Plato's ability to chop up the Night Demon like a salad with an ordinary knife, she finally just sighed that the world is so big that nothing is impossible.

I don't care that much.

Anyway, Plato said so, so I believe it.

He dare not lie to me.

Or, does he dare to lie to me?
I'm not a baby either.

I don't need his 'heartfelt words' to teach me how to brush my teeth, wash my face, and store blood. That's just a case of the weak defeating the strong. I'm the vampire. What does it mean that he acts like he's more professional than a vampire?
Blood bank, healthy blood and so on...

I don't need him to tell me, I will understand it in time.

Want to ask if you are happy?

A little bit, I guess.

And I think he is an idiot.

If I really wanted to take revenge on him, I would have sent him to the guillotine long ago!

Who would bother to say so much?
I just felt uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable the first time I saw him.

Wronged.

A look of surprise, as if I shouldn't be there, as if I disturbed his inherent and expected life.

I still remember my grandmother’s descendants talking to me.

'What if he doesn't want to see you?'

I literally never thought about it.

Because I knew that before I met Plato, my thinking would only wear out my will.

and so.

When I saw him keeping silent and listening to me attentively...I felt even more unhappy.

He is not like that at all.

I never listened.

Practice... You're clearly not affected by charm, yet you fooled me for so long.

There are many new and strange things that I don’t understand.

Mobile phone.

Servant said it was a commonly used means of communication in 2023.

I don't have the energy to study.

I only asked my servant to open the emails I received on my phone when I saw a reply. I read a lot of things.

I asked the maid as well.

'Take it literally.'

'It is undoubtedly a woman with whom he had a close relationship.'

'...'

I saw some very cocky photos in the chat history. Petite women.

I admit it. Her beauty is only slightly inferior to mine, and a little more childish. She is pretty.

But the more I watched, the more upset I became.

Plato is my thing. Why does this so-called chat record seem like Plato has known the other party for a long time and has a deep relationship with him, as if he has betrayed me to the point of being accustomed to it?

There is also a woman.

I admit it. She is more beautiful than me. But she is just a businessman. I have much more money and power than her.

Why even a mere businessman seemed to have known Plato for a long time and had a deep relationship with him.

I waited for Plato for more than seven hundred years.

In the end, I was the last one?
I'm angry. Very angry.

I shed tears because... I have waited for so long and finally I can see Plato again.

I didn't get cheated. I didn't have to face the ending I feared the most.

But more than that, I was afraid that Plato was not the Plato I knew.

I don't care what his real name is.

I just want my Plato.

Good thing...

He still doesn't listen and uses that dirty stuff...

I was indeed hungry.

For more than 700 years, my only food has been blood from the blood bank and medicine. I haven't had a normal meal for too long.

before.

Nobles can have multiple women at the same time.

Wife, maid, bedmaid, geisha... and so on.

People like me have also told me that it is not surprising that there are many people as powerful as Plato.

I don't think that Plato couldn't have a maid.

I just don't want to be rewarded for what I do. Others can do it too.

I should be the only one.

"..."

just now.

I didn't even take a shower. I'm tired.

They curled up together in the crystal coffin.

I can't really move either. I'm really no match for those real succubi, right?
"You dare to reply...to my face."

It can prompt him to reply even though he knows I will be unhappy.

This proves that it's not just a joke.

Not a prostitute.

Not a geisha either.

I closed my eyes.

The pillow has been thrown away. Instead, there is the real Plato beside me.

Will his 'wife' come to Lunden?

I do not know.

If I want to check, I should be able to find it.

But I don't want to do it.

I don't have that kind of experience, talking to other women. It's always been, what belongs to me is mine. No one can take it away.

Can thoughts be so clear?

Because this is not my problem, it is a problem for Plato to think about. So no matter what.

All I had to think about was… how could I forgive Plato?
Ok.

I gradually calmed down and opened my eyes.

Look at Plato's face.

Nothing has changed, not at all.

I haven't changed, I just slept for a while.

If nothing changes, I am the first, I am the master of Plato.

I staggered to my feet.

what.

This idiot...

Although I was angry because he didn't listen, it turned out that I was like this, unable to stand steadily. I had to hold on to the crystal coffin.

Even a normal body would make me unstable.

"Slut."

I won't punish him for now. I know that it's beyond his control. If he had abandoned me, I would have beheaded him long ago.

It's better to take him to the guillotine.

shame.

Plato may be showing off.

But I was just being stubborn. How could I satisfy Plato who wanted everything at once?
I actually have to crawl to the table?
A royal family had to crawl over with its drum sticking out because it was too weak.

"call."

I suppressed my displeasure and sat down on the chair.

Pressed the button under the table.

Soon, the maid came.

"Prepare a new dress for me."

"it is good."

"Prepare him a proper suit, too."

"..."

The maid peeked at the person in the coffin in surprise, then immediately looked away.

"it is good."

"Please wait a moment."

"and many more."

Seeing that she was about to leave, I added, "Is there anything... to replenish my energy? Medicine or something like that."

"Give him some recovery."

"……some."

Watch the maid go out.

I clenched my toes slightly.

I'm not an unreasonable person. He wants to compensate me and he's exhausted. Even if his performance is barely acceptable. Because it's mine, so... I don't want a broken Plato.

-

2 month 18 day.

in the afternoon.

Su Ming woke up.

Hungry, tired and sleepy.

My wrist is sore. The back of my right hand is very sore.

cramp?

What did you do?

Oh.

Yes, I held Mu Xueer's legs for a long time. I guess she was pressed down, and there are red marks.

What is the taste?
Very fragrant.

Wait a minute...

clothing?

"Please don't move."

An unfamiliar female voice. Are you sitting here?

Mu Xueer was just opposite. She was no longer naked, but had changed into a brand new dress.

Still pure white.

There are no shoulder straps, so it can't really be called a tube top. You can't see any baby food. You can just see the neck and shoulders.

The bottom is a one-piece tutu skirt, a bit like a wedding dress, but not so formal.

The skirt is very long.

The woman next to me... is wearing a maid outfit?

It was not sexy clothes. It was a proper maid outfit. There were maids on both sides. They were dressing themselves meticulously.

Su Ming looked down.

The pants had long been replaced with well-cut trousers.

They were measuring their busts with rulers and cutting clothes on the spot.

"Xue'er, are these clothes made for me?"

"There is no knight of the royal guard with a bare drum in the world. It will embarrass me."

"Didn't you just..."

"Shut up! Cooperate with them and finish making the clothes."

"No, where are you going with this outfit?"

"..." Miao Xueer stood up and smiled, "You don't need to know now. Put on your clothes and follow the maid."

Beautiful indeed.

Rao has known Miao Xueer for a long time.

But before, I could only imagine how she would look in a modern dress, which was far from being as good as actually seeing a dress that suits her and highlights her temperament when she actually wears it.

Seeing Miao Xueer go out on her own.

Su Ming didn't ask any more questions.

What can we do now that things have come to this?

It happened.

Kissed too.

Touched and touched.

On the bright side, at least Mu Xueer didn't get furious even though she knew he had two wives.

Now she is like a cat.

Just straighten the hair, it's fine.

Obedient or disobedient?

Can you regard her as a masochist?

I always feel like if I try I'll die.

"Can I have a glass of water?"

"..."

The tall maid didn't say anything, but went to the table and poured a glass of water.

"Did I eat something?"

"I always feel a strange taste in my mouth. Hu Dou?"

"I don't know. Please don't move."

"..."

Can you please stop measuring my chest with a measuring tape? It feels weird to be sandwiched between two women.

This is not the luxurious life I should live.

Maybe twenty minutes.

The clothes are completely finished.

The maid brought a full-length mirror and asked Su Ming to check if there was any discomfort.

No.

Not at all. Compared with the wrinkled commuter suit that Su Ming had bought casually, it really felt like the clothes complemented him.

Grass.

I just realized that even my hairstyle has changed. If I don’t use the knife too many times, I will be so tired that I don’t know anything!
"Does that sound all right to you?"

"can."

"..."

The maid nodded and brought back the leather shoes. The material looked very good.

"Can I ask how much these clothes and shoes cost?"

"We don't sell them on the market. Our family has been tailoring and making clothes for the royal family for generations."

"..."

"So where do I go next?"

"As per the Queen's instructions, we will take you to the antechamber."

"What is the front hall for?"

"There's going to be a grand party today. I believe you are the first and only person to be directly invited by the Queen."

"Okay. Please allow us to take you to the front hall."

When I started walking, I found that my steps were a little soft.

"Wait a minute...I'm going to the bathroom."

Where is the knife?
I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Thrown away by her?

Forget it.

I just can't walk fast. My steps are too big and it feels like I have cramps.

hiss.

The world is in decline.

I have always been someone who is always timid and submissive, but now I have fallen to the point where I can't even walk properly.

No.

I didn't use a knife to help it, so how could it be like that?
Miao Xueer looked fine! After more than 700 years, the succubus bloodline has evolved?

……

the other side.

Miao Xueer is already in the front hall.

"Queen."

"Queen Eliza..."

"You chose to come in such a prosperous era. It is a supreme honor for us!"

"The Empire on which the Sun Never Sets, will live forever!"

"..."

Those who came were the core members of Eliza's family.

Some elderly people who have long been "retired" also tremblingly asked the younger generation to push their wheelchairs.

Why has Eliza's family been immortalized until now?

The young-looking girl in front of him is the core.

The legend has been going on for a long time.

You don't have to believe it.

But he witnessed with his own eyes that the leaders of the originally unruly opposition faction turned to the Eliza family overnight. Those who did not believe were kicked out and disappeared.

"grandmother."

"..."

The closest blood relative to Miu Xueer has already called her by the highest honorific title in the "heretic" organization recorded in the book.

They are also the most loyal to Miao Xueer.

"Ah."

Miao Xueer didn't think so much.

In her opinion, no matter who is present, no matter how useful or useless they are, they are all the same.

The only thing that remained in my mind was another thing.

More than seven hundred years!
Falling on the ground again!
This time, he suddenly lost his balance in front of the maid!

Hateful Plato! Sitting in the top seat, the drum still hurts a little.

"Queen."

Another woman, about 40 years old, came to pay her respects.

Miao Xueer knows her.

After all, she had ascended the throne suddenly, and she was the one who had to step down.

She is also one of Eliza's direct descendants.

"There are only two dukes in existence. There are one hundred and seventy-four earls."

"Why are there only two dukes?"

"Generally speaking, one needs outstanding military achievements and dedication to the country to be canonized as a duke."

"The world situation is relatively stable now. At least our country has not had any major wars, so there are fewer cases where inheritance is not granted."

"What if I want to create a third duke?"

“It will attract a lot of attention.”

"..."

Miao Xueer is annoyed by these rules and regulations.

She just wanted to fulfill her original promise. She said she would give Su Ming the title, and now she has the right to do so.

But after comprehensive consideration, she really couldn't give Su Ming the title of Duke. She still hated politics and didn't want Su Ming to get involved in politics like before.

"Queen."

"May I ask you, who do you want to confer the title of nobility on?"

"A disobedient knight."

"?"

"He doesn't need to have the title of Duke. He made a big mistake, hehe. The lowest baron will do."

"The Baron...?"

The former queen seemed to be thinking about something, but she didn't say it.

After all, it was not a public celebration. They could not interfere with what the old ancestor wanted to do. At most, they could only give suggestions.

Miao Xueer continued to wait.

While no one was paying attention, I secretly rubbed the drum.

Not here yet?

"Let them dance first."

After giving these instructions, Miao Xueer took a sip of red wine.

He rested his chin on his hand and stared at the door.

A person came in, not the one she wanted.

Somewhat dazed.

From the time I woke up to now, the times have completely changed. I don’t understand anything, but I’m curious about many things.

Come quickly!

I'll give you the lowest rank of nobility, and take me out to see the world. It's scary to fly alone. It's so high, even if my grandmother is as strong as Plato, he will die if he falls down, right?
"Queen."

Another servant came to Mu Xueer.

Hold the phone.

"There's an internal call for you. It's the Duke of Chartres."

"Duke?"

Miao Xueer didn't know him. But she thought that since she was temporarily sitting on the throne, she could just deal with it casually. It was nothing more than some words of congratulations and compliments. She could learn from her father's reaction when he was complimented in person, and it should be fine.

"..."

No one spoke.

Just as Miao Xueer raised her eyebrows and was about to ask the servant if his cell phone was broken.

"You, don't canonize it."

There is sound.

But, is the Duke's voice so young?
A female duke?

"You've already caused trouble for Big Brother, don't continue to cause trouble."

Big brother?
Miao Xueer immediately recalled the chat records she had read.

His face froze instantly.

"who do you think You Are?"

"..."

"Who do you think I am? Trouble?"

"Do you dare to come to me in person?"

"I want to see if Plato dares to say that I am trouble!"

"You will regret this."

Regret?

"Don't tell me this weird stuff anymore, come to me."

"Do I regret it?"

"The Eliza royal family never regrets!"

"Do you know when Plato and I..."

"Queen, she's hung up."

"..."

Miao Xueer can read.

I was reminded and looked at the text on my phone. The other party had ended the call.

All the happy mood is gone.

(End of this chapter)