Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 12

I, the Princess, and the old Prince ate in silence, while that little plague god beside us talked incessantly about how delicious his family's dishes were.

Every time he mentioned a dish, he would add it to my bowl. The way the old prince and princess looked at me was enough to make them want to execute me on the spot. That was pure, unadulterated jealousy!

After dinner, he took a shower, but I didn't dare to. Unless I wanted to die, I didn't want to undress on his turf.

But I didn't leave either; I followed Wu Hui, intending to watch the hottest guy's swimming journey.

Without any hesitation or attempt to avoid suspicion, he stripped naked in front of me and jumped into the bathtub, which was comparable to a swimming pool. A circle of servants knelt around him, all with their heads bowed and eyes lowered, not daring to offend this young master with a troubled temper.

As I watched his naked body appear and disappear in the water, I suddenly thought how wonderful it would be to have a camera to capture this scene and then blackmail him later.

Wu Hui was never at peace while taking a bath; if anything displeased her, she would splash water everywhere, terrifying her servants so much that they dared not even breathe.

I found a corner to sit down, and as a last resort, I spread out my drawing paper, picked up my brush, and began to trace his nude lines, drawing his idiotic, naked figure in the water.

After I finished drawing, Wu Hui, all dressed up, stood behind me praising my drawing skills. I looked up at him, puzzled. "Are you crazy?"

"I've included all your private details, and you still have time to comment?" I thought he was going to start a fight with me. I handed him the pen and said, "Sign your name here."

"Okay." Damn, what an idiot! But I like it. If he ever dares to disobey me again, I'll plaster this painting all over the city. Ha! Ha! Just as I was reveling in my newfound joy, an annoying voice said, "This painting is mine now." What?! My precious painting!

Night falls.

"No regrets, I want to sleep in the room next to yours."

"No" is a firm and unwavering refusal.

"Why?"

"That's for my future wife." He then fell silent, embarrassed.

"Then where will I sleep?" It can't be in the servants' room, can it?

"Sleep with me!" Wu Hui declared boldly.

"No." I still value my reputation.

“My room is the most comfortable in the palace,” he tempted.

"No, still no."

“I have a white jade bed in my room, a tribute from the Kingdom of Fireblaze,” he continued to entice.

"No, not the same."

"It contains the largest luminous pearl in Dongqing."

"No, I won't." I stood my ground.

"Don't push your luck! Sleeping with me is an honor!" Wu Hui lost his patience and dragged me into his bedroom. He was abducting a woman! But I dared not shout.

For the next few days, I stayed at Wu Hui's house, eating and drinking for free. The transvestite came to see me, but every time he arrived, Wu Hui would kick him out. Zi Mo came to see me purely to confirm whether I was still alive.

Chouqian has had afternoon tea with me here a few times, but the disappointing thing is, he really just comes to drink tea. No matter how much I try to coax him, he won't say a word. Seriously, if you're going to try to be cool, don't come here. He's just an eyesore.

I had expected to see exotic flowers and rare plants, and unique scenic spots, once I entered the mansion. But the result was quite unexpected. The garden was filled with weeds, and the landscape consisted entirely of stones, making me wonder if the grass grew naturally and the stones were natural deposits.

My impression of the Prince Shouping's mansion can be summed up in four words: a promising start but a disappointing finish. But his family are all roughnecks, so let's forgive them.

Wu Hui pulled me from the main gate into the inner hall. The maids and servants knelt all the way; it felt wonderful. In my more than ten years of life, I'd never experienced being bossed around like this. Power is a tempting thing.

"Yi, let me show you my collection of treasures." He led me mysteriously toward a tasteless little building. For the first time, Wu Hui didn't kick the door with his hooves. He gently pushed the door open with his paws, and the sunlight shone on his collection, instantly dazzling my eyes.

The MD room was filled with combat weapons, neatly arranged on a long shelf, with various large swords gleaming with a dazzling luster, showcasing his glorious achievements in dominating the world.

"So! Do you like it?" Wu Hui asked arrogantly, brandishing his knife at me.

"I don't like it." I only like games for ladies.

Wu Hui's handsome face was filled with disappointment as she muttered to herself, "I thought all boys liked it!"

"Yeah, boys all like that." I'm not a boy. See how great I am, telling you such a big secret. If you don't understand, it's just because you're stupid.

"Young Prince, the Master and Princess are waiting for you to dine."

"Understood, we'll be there soon." The young prince spoke with great pride, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

At the dinner table, Wu Hui placed all his favorite dishes in front of me, as if I must like them too. I looked at him with a pained expression.

The old plague god sitting in the main hall didn't seem to like me, a nobody. I ate in silence, not daring to say a word.

After expressing her initial surprise at me, the princess didn't say anything more. She probably thought my school wasn't good enough and that I wasn't a good person either.

I, the Princess, and the old Prince ate in silence, while that little plague god beside us talked incessantly about how delicious his family's dishes were.

Every time he mentioned a dish, he would add it to my bowl. The way the old prince and princess looked at me was enough to make them want to execute me on the spot. That was pure, unadulterated jealousy!

After dinner, he took a shower, but I didn't dare to. Unless I wanted to die, I didn't want to undress on his turf.

But I didn't leave either; I followed Wu Hui, intending to watch the hottest guy's swimming journey.

Without any hesitation or attempt to avoid suspicion, he stripped naked in front of me and jumped into the bathtub, which was comparable to a swimming pool. A circle of servants knelt around him, all with their heads bowed and eyes lowered, not daring to offend this young master with a troubled temper.

As I watched his naked body appear and disappear in the water, I suddenly thought how wonderful it would be to have a camera to capture this scene and then blackmail him later.

Wu Hui was never at peace while taking a bath; if anything displeased her, she would splash water everywhere, terrifying her servants so much that they dared not even breathe.

I found a corner to sit down, and as a last resort, I spread out my drawing paper, picked up my brush, and began to trace his nude lines, drawing his idiotic, naked figure in the water.