Chapter 388: Chapter 388
Missy looked at the young girls ahead, varied in style, each a peerlessly beautiful, celestial figure, yet they willingly became dowry items to marry the same man with the Princess.
This also means that in the Hundred Great Harem, Chu Yi is the only man, like a caged canary, deprived of freedom by the Princess’s husband, with an unknown bleak future.
Even to solve physiological needs after marriage, they have to draw lots and queue up.
Missy waved her lotus-arm in distress, the golden ring on her bright wrist releasing a string of golden bell sounds, masking the bitterness in her heart.
She didn’t want to be a bird in a cage, but the hierarchical concept in the Royal Court forced her to compromise, only hoping that the husband she marries fits her aesthetic, handsome in appearance, and extremely powerful in strength.
A weak husband would only be crushed under her, mercilessly ridden and humiliated.
At that moment, the tightly closed door revealed a slit, from which two women in gorgeous dresses emerged.
The woman was tall, her red hair like fire, her fair skin exuding a pinkish hue, the sweat flowing sweetly, and beside her was a petite loli, wrapped in a proud demeanor that couldn’t be hidden.
The moment they walked out together, they almost stumbled, simply no longer moving.
The two women were very famous, familiar to the Hundred Great Harem waiting at the door.
"It’s Senior Hela and Senior Doli, weren’t they chosen as the Third Princess’s Personal Guards? Why are they also..."
"Looks like they just fought, oh my god, the two seniors have also been selected into the Hundred Great slots!"
"Such expressions, could it be the two seniors sneaked a taste?"
The Hundred Great Harem instantly boiled over, with the familiar two seniors coming out, it gave them hints about what kind of future husband’s situation it was.
Even Hela and Doli were momentarily stunned witnessing the beauties at the door, no less beautiful than themselves, their memories became illusions, subconsciously forgetting to bring Chu Yi to attend the Third Princess’s banquet.
The present world was interfered by an invisible hand, the purpose of the two women changed long ago.
They were already selected for the top Hundred slots, so they went to serve the future husband on Chu Yi’s first day in the Royal Court.
The two women were first in line among the women, but Hela endured the soreness in her thighs, smiling calmly:
"The King’s Husband is divine-blooded, still young, only eighteen years old by human standards, much younger than us."
"Senior sisters first enjoyed him, he couldn’t withstand my offensive, played around by Doli and I in turns, leaving him with only one breath left." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn NoveI[F]ire.net
The women nodded, their gazes bright and holding a hint of joy.
The King’s Husband is young, still a divine descendant?
In the dream, to be so unable to handle it, beaten by the two senior sisters, seems like a child.
Doli’s peach-like cheeks flushed slightly, her jade-like cheeks shy, her small hand just unnaturally placed on her flat abdomen, the absence of that bulging fullness made her exhale in relief.
Perhaps to remain undetected, or allowing these juniors to taste some bitterness, she casually said:
"Ladies, please go easy on him in the dream, the King’s Husband doesn’t have much experience dealing with our kind of high-level Enchanting Demons."
The women’s thoughts varied, the first girl in line, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her beauty like the rising sun and moon, her pure beautiful face adorned with a white veil, her beautiful eyes lightly closed, donning a complex, exquisite moon-white dress, highlighting her nobility.
Beneath her dress, a pair of barefoot delicate jade feet each stepped on a grape-sized water droplet, as if stepping on invisible, transparent high heels, while pale-blue butterflies fluttered around, filled with shiny light powder.
"Senior, it’s my turn."
Her lips parted, a gentle, airy voice flowed, like a deep valley orchid, serene and lovely.
She walked gracefully, leaving in her trail, blooming blue flower buds, turning quickly to death, withering blood...
"Columbia, even she came."
"At the first, surprisingly didn’t notice, is it the effect of the Moon God sequence?"
"I also want to be first!"
The girls were surprised.
Hela watched the other walk into the door, followed by the door closing tightly, the dim light devouring the girl, leaving a feeling of unease.
She had heard of Columbia, the child of decay, without exception, a future major figure.
She glanced at the women in line, each with significant backgrounds.
No one knew if Lord Chu Yi could handle it.
Entering the ancient castle.
Columbia sensed a presence in the distance as scorching as the sun, like a blazing sun, slightly approaching would burn your will and Soul.
Her arched brows relaxed, her beautiful eyes tightly shut, her perception like a pair of eyes, staring at the handsome young man sleeping on a large bed, her pink lips slightly pursed, an exquisite smile playing upon them.
Surrounding the youth were several substantial dream clouds, clearly a dream full of spring delight.
"The Moon God’s aura, unmistakable, is on him."
Columbia intended to use the Hundred Great Harem to seize the Moon God legacy, yet a seal lay between them.
She paused in silence, understanding this was an obstacle deliberately set by the Princess to prevent anyone from sneaking a taste.
Being always indifferent, she immediately employed a dream technique, something high-level Enchanting Demons learned from a young age.
Learning Chu Yi was a young divine-blooded, exploited by two seniors in the dream, leaving only one breath, was perfect.
She intended to alter Chu Yi’s consciousness within the dream, having him unknowingly offer the Moon God legacy.
She released her true Enchanting Demon form, a dark blue dream cloud emerged, engulfing her, linking to another dream.
She found herself in a palace bath, where a regal man resembling the Sun Gods soaked, platinum hair like smooth silk, his handsome flawless face unrivaled in the world.
Columbia was puzzled, didn’t the seniors mention fighting, why was this a bath?
Moreover, this divine-blooded did not match the weary depiction by the seniors.
At this instant, a thrilling BGM played.
"Oh, a new challenger?"
Chu Yi slowly stood up, glowing brilliantly, his gaze intense.
"Since we’ve locked eyes, then let’s duel!"
"Xingtian Lv1 Mode, activate!"
Columbia was shocked, until the massive shadow engulfed her, her typically closed beautiful eyes widening abruptly, strands of pain erupting from within her.
Lying on the dream cloud, Columbia awoke from the dream, her hair sticking to her snowy cheeks, drenched in fragrant sweat, having the worst nightmare she’d ever experienced, waking abruptly.
No longer as composed at first, she looked towards Chu Yi’s direction, a hint of unconcealable fear in her gaze.
Chu Yi had embedded that exhilarating fight directly into her memory, unforgettable eternally.
So, the battle within the dream was that battle!
What the seniors mentioned as only one breath remaining, it was the seniors who had only one breath remaining!
Since the dream was a one-to-one replica, this divine-blooded, though young in age, had terrifying potential, if slightly triggered, easily vanquishing her, inexperienced, into disarray.
Columbia just stood up, the numbness feedback from the dream causing her to tremble all over, barely able to stand steady.