Tokyo Survival from Tamamomae

Chapter 414 Outside the Daughter's Room (Two in One)

"When I was taking a bath, I invited Fujiwara to come in and asked him to bring bath towels, and...he even saw it all!"

Sheila, who was kneeling in front of her deceased husband's spirit and praying, did not know what picture she thought of, and a rosy glow quickly appeared on her pretty face.

Although she had already passed the age of a shy girl, the scene in the bathroom still made her feel shy and embarrassed.

If it was seen by others, even her beastly stepson, she would not be like this, at most she would be angry and feel disgusted.

But Hirohito Fujiwara is her future son-in-law...

She even remembered that when Haoren was summoned, after testing him specially, she personally admitted his relationship with Cecilia, and let him take Cecilia away.

How majestic I was at the beginning, and I looked at him with the posture of a strict mother, and how dead I am now.

Of course, social death is at most embarrassing, not shy.

But for some reason, subconsciously, as soon as Sheila thought of being naked by Hao Ren, she couldn't help being as shy as a girl.

The strange thing is that she didn't resist, nor did she hate being stared at by Haoren, as if somewhere, she seemed to have come into contact with it before, and even personally experienced a scene that was [-] times more exciting than this.

"Master Nine Tails..."

Thinking about it, for some reason, Sheila, who was kneeling in front of her deceased husband's spiritual tablet, lost her eyes for a while, staring at the black and white photo of her deceased husband, but subconsciously yelled out these four words.

It's just that she didn't realize it herself.

It was also at this time that the voice of a maid came from behind, waking up Sheila, who was drifting in consciousness.

"Your Highness, Mr. Fujiwara has arrived."

Sheila recovered after hearing this, and quickly calmed down.

"Invite him in!"

Not long after, Haoren walked slowly into the mourning hall, and he saw the coffin altar placed in the center of the mourning hall, various incense candles, crosses, and a beautiful woman kneeling in front of the mourning hall and praying devoutly.

The beautiful woman was dressed in a black mourning dress, her enchanting and charming side face seemed to have been put on delicate makeup, her blond hair was originally loose but was tightly restrained by a headband, her plump jade body and long white and delicate legs It is completely covered by mourning clothes.

This kind of black mourning dress is a common style in Britain, and it is also a relatively conservative dress.

However, even wearing conservative mourning clothes, it still couldn't conceal Sheila's good figure that was as ripe as a peach.

Western races are inherently different from Eastern races. Relatively speaking, Western women are taller and bigger, and their bodies are more plump than Eastern women. Many people even call this type of Western women big horses.

Sheila is a combination of the tall and plump figure of Western women, and also has the charm of mature women. The figure is perfect.

With such a figure, even she was wearing a plain black mourning dress, even kneeling in front of the coffin and praying devoutly.

But her gestures were filled with the seductiveness of a widow.

Rao Haoren was used to seeing the stunning beauty in the world, and he had to admit that this Her Royal Highness Queen of Britain is really a stunner in the world.

No wonder Cecilia has such a good figure, it turns out that her genetics are good!

Haoren sighed, and quickly stepped forward to salute:
"His Royal Highness!"

However, Sheila didn't answer, and she was still praying silently for her deceased husband.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

Her indifferent reaction didn't displease Haoren, on the contrary, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at the solemn arrangement of the mourning hall and the many guards and maids around him.

He felt that he might be thinking too much, some kind of temptation...

At this moment, the king is newly mourned, and Sheila will definitely feel sad, so she has no other thoughts.

It seems that I am thinking too much.

After thinking about it for a while, Haoren still comforted him:
"Your Royal Highness, the accident tonight is indeed a misfortune for the royal family. Please also express your condolences and don't be overly sad!"

In any case, Sheila is Cecilia's mother. Now that the other party has just lost her husband, as a son-in-law, she naturally wants to comfort her.

"Fuji...Fuji Fujiwara-kun..."

After he said this, it took a long time for Sheila to finally respond, and she stumbled back.

"kindness?"

Hao Ren felt a little puzzled.

However, before he could think too much, Sheila got up, turned around and bowed to him:
"Fujiwara-kun, today... tonight's matter, thank you very much for your help!"

Haoren naturally didn't know that Sheila didn't ignore him, but because after hearing his voice again, her body uncontrollably produced a numbness, even a comfortable feeling, and she didn't recover for a long time.

This reminded her involuntarily of the first time she saw Hao Ren when she summoned him. To be honest, that was the first time she saw Hao Ren.

But it was obviously the first time we met, but for some reason, she had an unusually familiar feeling.

It was as if he had seen him somewhere before, communicated with him, and even had contact with him in a simple way.

She remembered the reaction at that time very clearly. For some reason, she only felt a sense of fullness in her esophagus, and her stomach was overwhelmed, and she almost vomited.

It was as if something was clogging his mouth and it was being stirred constantly.

Sheila couldn't say what kind of feeling this was, but ever since she met Haoren that time, she always felt a sense of closeness to him involuntarily.

This made her very puzzled, but after thinking about it carefully, she still couldn't remember where she had seen this man.

The inexplicable sense of intimacy, coupled with the misunderstanding that occurred in the bathroom before, made Sheila not know how to face her future son-in-law, and she became a little stumbling when she spoke.

However, Sheila is not a young girl anymore, she quickly adjusted and began to ask Haoren about the follow-up of tonight's incident.

Haoren naturally had nothing to hide, he told the truth and told Sheila that the second prince had been beheaded by him.

After chatting normally with Sheila for a while, he was finally completely relieved.

It seems that I really think too much.

"In any case, thanks to your timely arrival tonight, otherwise, Cecilia and I would be in danger."

Knowing the fate of the second prince, Sheila felt very relieved, the beast stepson who caught her attention finally died.

She immediately got up with a trace of solemnity on her face, bent down and bowed, and bowed gracefully.

"Fujiwara-kun, thank you very much, please accept my respect!"

She who was originally a queen didn't have to be like this.

But after knowing that Haoren has the strength to defeat the head of the Holy See and the Clock Tower, she felt it was necessary to do so.

Not only for thank you, but also for the future plans of their mother and daughter.

After learning that the second prince was defeated, Sheila's mind became active.

Now that the eldest prince is dead, and the second prince is executed, only Cecilia is left as the king's heir, maybe...

In any case, this future son-in-law of the priest will be the greatest support of their mother and daughter in the future.

"His Royal Highness please hurry up, you don't need to thank me, these are what I should do, Cecilia is my lover, how can I let her be in danger!"

When Haoren saw the queen making such a big gift, he was also a little surprised. He hurried forward a few steps, and supported Sheila who was about to bow down.

At the same time, because he was close to Sheila, he suddenly felt a faint fragrance rushing towards his face.

He thought it was the fragrance from Queen Sheila's body, so he didn't think much about it.

"Yeah~!"

Unexpectedly, when his hands touched Sheila's arms and wanted to lift her up, a scream came from the spot.

Just being touched by Haoren, Sheila's delicate body actually trembled slightly, her pretty face, neck, and even the smooth skin all over her body, for some reason, there were traces of blush.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

This scene made Haoren frowned, he quickly lifted Sheila up and asked.

"I... I'm fine, just... Your Majesty just passed away, I... feel a little sad, somewhat uncomfortable... comfortable... ah!"

Supported by Hao Ren, Sheila's vermilion lips became a little more vivid, almost pursed into a line, as if she was trying her best to endure something, but she still groaned uncontrollably.

grief?You tell me this is grief?
Hao Ren felt a little speechless.

And this movement naturally attracted the attention of the guards and maids outside the mourning hall.

They quietly looked into the mourning hall, just in time to see their beautiful queen "nuggling" in Fujiwara's arms, making an indescribable sound.

The guards guarding outside the mourning hall happened to be the group of guards from the queen's bedchamber before. They had witnessed Hao Ren's heroic demeanor defeating the two priests.

So, after sneaking a few glances into the mourning hall, they quickly turned their heads as if they hadn't seen anything.

And in order to prevent the two people in the mourning hall from being disturbed, they deliberately blocked the window and door with their bodies.

These people are not stupid. In today's Britain, the king and the eldest prince have passed away one after another, and the second prince was murdered in rebellion. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the most likely to inherit the throne is the third princess Cecilia.

But this is only in theory. In Britain, it is still quite difficult for a woman to inherit the throne.

Although the king has no heirs, he still has relatives such as nephews and nephews, and many of them are even heirs born to British royal women who married with other countries.

The favorite among Western European royal families is marriage, a marriage between countries. Once a country dies out, the married country is likely to claim the throne under the pretext of joint rule.

Therefore, if Cecilia wants to inherit the throne, he needs support from all sides.

At this time, if Her Royal Highness stood behind a priest who was powerful enough to defeat the Holy See and the Clock Tower, then the succession to the throne would be easy, not to mention sure.

Therefore, Queen Sheila's actions are understandable to them.

For the sake of his daughter, to please a very young, powerful priest with unlimited potential, if it were them, they might do the same.

"Oh, it's also hard for Her Majesty the Queen."

"really……"

Everyone sighed in low voices, but at this moment, a guard interrupted their discussion.

"Hey, did you smell a faint fragrance?"

"You say that, it seems that there is indeed..."

"Hmm... why do I feel that the weather is getting hotter, it's already midnight..."

The voices of the guards were not loud, but Haoren heard them.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Wait, something is wrong!"

After realizing something was wrong, Haoren's expression changed, but before he could react, Sheila in his arms suddenly raised her head.

A heart-pounding smile bloomed on that mature and charming pretty face, and the sapphire-like pupils were filled with the light of desire, moist and charming:
"Hey~ Fujiwara-kun, do you think this palace is beautiful?"

???

Haoren felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had been charmed by the pink tattoo.

But there was clearly no trace of pink in Queen Sheila's pupils.

What the hell is going on here?

Before Haoren could react, Sheila suddenly became very active. She raised her hands to hold his face, her eyes blurred.

Because the distance was too close, the breath with a hint of fragrance almost sprayed on Haoren's face, itching and numb.

After Haoren inhaled these aromas, his brain was also dizzy for a while, and he felt a flame ignited in his body, and his mouth became parched in an instant.

He almost couldn't hold back, lowered his head and gnawed down.

Fortunately, considering the identity of the mature woman in front of him, Hao Ren endured it with great perseverance.

But it also made him realize where something was wrong.

"Aroma? Wait, there is something wrong with these aromas!"

After a little perception of the outside world, Hao Ren found that there was also a commotion outside the mourning hall.

After the group of guards sensed the heat, they took off their coats one after another, breathing heavily.

But the maids were limp and limp on the ground, their faces flushed, and many of them even hugged each other, rubbing their ears together.

"Hey, Fujiwara-kun, tell me, is this palace pretty?"

In his arms, Sheila is still arching around, constantly challenging his moral bottom line, and his own situation is already very critical.

No, I can't go on like this anymore, I have to think of a way!

First of all, I have to get rid of these abnormalities in my body before I can help them.

"Wait, there is a way, maybe this can prevent me from making mistakes!"

Haoren is still kind after all, if it were someone else, he would have ignored the three sevens and twenty ones, and would have made a mistake.

He tried his best to think with the little reason left, and soon he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a feasible solution.

Immediately, he hugged Sheila tightly, his figure flashed, and quickly disappeared into the mourning hall.

Originally, he didn't intend to take Sheila away, but considering the group of guards outside the mourning hall who had lost their minds, in order to protect Sheila, he chose to take her out of the mourning hall.

However, because he left too loudly, a gust of evil wind blew out of nowhere, blowing down the black and white photos on the altar.

pat~!

The black and white photo of the newly mourned British king was blown off by the wind and fell into the muddy sand, immediately covered with a layer of dirty mud.

But the widow who originally guarded the spirit of her husband has long since disappeared!

……

Not long after, outside Cecilia's room.

Haoren, with red eyes, came here with all his strength.

"Okay, next, as long as you use Cecilia, you should be able to avoid unnecessary troubles!"

After all, this strange aroma should carry something aphrodisiac.

Haoren tried to use the power of Jumenxing to remove the abnormality before, but it could only be relieved slightly, but could not be completely eliminated. Presumably this thing should be a method of the upper demon emperor level.

That being the case, then only the most primitive way to solve this problem.

Cecilia and him are already lovers, but it's nothing, this is the way he thought of at the moment.

Thinking in this way, Haoren once again used the power of Jumenxing to slightly suppress the abnormality in Sheila's body.

Then he exerted a little force on the palm of his hand, stunned Sheila who was hugging him like an octopus in his arms, and placed it at the door.

He originally wanted to find a room to put Xilaan down, but right now, he really didn't have that much time.

After doing all this, he quickly opened the door and rushed in.

With a bang, as the door closed, only Sheila, who had passed out, was left alone in the empty corridor outside her daughter's room...

(End of this chapter)