All the contract girls want to marry me

This is exactly the life she wants.

Human life is so short, why should we spend it in intrigues with our fellow men?

She heard that there were many rare books in the royal library, and these were what she wanted.

Looking at the expectant and shy eyes of those young girls, Mrs. Mathilde was a little envious.

It's nice to be young.

Although these girls are not much younger than her, and she is only in her early 20s this year, even younger than several of Matthew's princesses, her mentality is completely different from theirs.

Other women look forward to the king's favor, but she hopes that the king will not bother her.

A group of concubine candidates thought that His Majesty Matthew would come to take away one or several girls last night, and some even imagined that His Majesty Matthew would take everyone to the hot springs at once.

But Matthew didn't come.

They were a little disappointed, but understandable.

His Majesty Matthew has just returned to the palace, so of course he must first appease his beloved queen.

They can wait.

Just when the girls were getting bored waiting for no one at dawn, the voice of the palace lady came slowly.

"His Majesty is here!"

The girls stood up one after another and tidied up their appearance in a panic, trying to show their most beautiful side.

Only Mathilde is different from them.

She just stood up casually, not even bothering to brush her slightly messy hair.

Matthew came very quickly, and he walked into the Alice Palace as soon as the sound of communication fell.

The girls have received devilish training from the palace ladies and etiquette teachers these days, and they are very clear about the palace etiquette. Without waiting for others to remind them, they knelt down on the ground.

But Mathilde did not kneel.

She is a noble lady (although she is divorced), so she does not need to kneel to Matthew, she only needs to kneel down and salute.

Matthew frowned as he looked at the girls kneeling on the ground.

He snapped his fingers and reminded: "Record my order. From now on, kneeling is prohibited in the palace."

"Today is the last time."

The female officer quickly recorded his order.

Their duty was to serve Matthew, not to question his orders.

That is the task of the courtiers.

"Everyone stand up and hold your heads up."

Matthew raised his hands and asked the chosen girls to stand up.

Every time his eyes moved in front of a girl, the girl being stared at would add a bit of charm and enchantment to her shyness, and "inadvertently" show off her proud curves and delicate facial features.

Matthew's heart beat faster.

Is this the power of a king?

It's so fucking... irresistible.

Matthew severely criticized the corruption of the feudal emperor in his heart, and then accepted this setting.

It is indeed too easy to become intoxicated with power.

Matthew did not reject the transcendent enjoyment brought by absolute power, but he only tasted it.

Obsessed, then detached.

This is the only way to become a new god in the human world.

He won't be pretentious or sentimental.

These twelve additional concubines, well, thirteen, can be regarded as his experience from human to god.

Matthew's eyes finally fell on Mathilde.

She was wearing a special dress, her expression was calm, and she did not show off in front of Matthew.

To be fair, her figure and appearance are deeper than those of other girls.

She has only been married for a few years, and her charming temperament is somewhere between that of a mature woman and that of a young girl.

Just like a cup of tea with sugar added, it is refreshing yet sweet.

No wonder Aishanya has delusions and would rather tear up other people's families than bring her into the palace.

Anyone would misunderstand it.

Such a beautiful young lady, when the king stares hard at her, would not be able to smile knowingly.

Seeing the expectant looks of these girls, Matthew's body reacted honestly.

But now is not the time, he has to deal with business during the day.

He looked at the thirteen prospective concubines and said loudly: "Everyone, no matter where you come from or what your previous background was, you are all my women now."

"I will arrange accommodation for you and treat you like a concubine. Please feel free to live here."

"If you have any difficulties, you can talk to the palace manager. If you have any important matters, you can also come to me directly."

Matthew's implication is that if it's no big deal, don't bother me. I'll turn over the cards when I want them.

These words were a bit domineering, but the girls were delighted when they heard them.

In their opinion, this is what a king should be like.

They are the king's women, so they naturally have to serve the great king well.

When the king needs them, they must burn as much as they need to satisfy His Majesty; when the king does not need them, they must learn to live a quiet life.

Matthew's domineering declaration confirmed their identities, and the girls were naturally overjoyed.

Unlike them, Mathilde's heart was calm and even somewhat relieved.

If you can obtain the status of a concubine, you can move around the palace.

She knew she would definitely be left out, but she didn't have any expectations.

She wanted to end this boring meeting early so that she could go to the library to study.

Just when Mathilde was a little bored, Matthew called her name.

"Everyone, please leave. The female officer will arrange food and accommodation for you."

"Matilde, you stay."

The girls were stunned.

Their eyes turned to Mathilde, with very complicated emotions in their eyes.

Some are envious, some are jealous, but most of them are confused.

Why!

Although Mrs. Mathilde is very beautiful, she is a divorced woman who has been married before.

What did His Majesty see in her?

Mathilde herself didn’t know the answer to this question.

She stared at Matthew blankly, and it wasn't until Matthew stretched out his hand to her and invited her for the second time that she finally reacted.

She hurriedly took off her white lace gloves and placed her palms in Matthew's hands.

"Your Majesty, I, I..."

"Don't be nervous, just take a walk with me."

Matthew could feel the tension coming from Mathilde's wet palms and said kindly.

Unfortunately, his relief seemed to be of no use, and Mathilde became even more nervous.

There were more and more beads of sweat on her palms, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Madame Mathilde, where do you want to go?"

After the others were taken away by the female officer, Matthew asked softly.

“Wherever Your Majesty goes, I will go!”

Mathilde's breathing was a little rapid and she answered nervously.

After answering Matthew's words, she suddenly remembered that Matthew had just called her Madam, which was the title she used when she was the wife of the Minister of Education.

She quickly said: "Your Majesty, the previous marriage is over. I am now your concubine. You must change your mind."

Matthew smiled and asked: "Madam, if you want to go home, I can..."

Matthew means well and he can accept other girls, but he can't get over the psychological hurdle of robbing other people's wives.

He just asked Mathilde for her opinion, but he didn't expect that these words directly ignited her.

"no, do not want!"

Mathilde screamed excitedly.

Tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

Matthew was taken aback.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He pointed to the sofa in the living room and said softly: "Miss Mathilde, if it is convenient, come and have a cup of tea with me."

It was obvious that Mathilde was unhappy with her previous marriage.

Matthew calmly changed her title from Mrs. to Miss.

This title calmed Mathilde's mood a little.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, held the hem of her skirt and curtsied to Matthew:

"Your Majesty, please forgive my gaffe."

Matthew knew that there must be something unspeakable about her last marriage, so he stopped asking and asked Mathilde to sit down.

In order to distract Mathilde, Matthew talked about his experience at sea.

Mathilde is indeed the best listener.

She always listened to Matthew's stories with a smile on her lips.When she heard something tense, she would involuntarily grasp the goose feather fan in her hand.

After hearing that Matthew showed off his skills and defeated the enemy, she would look at him with admiration.

Matthew was in a good mood.

The adoring gaze of a beautiful lady always makes a man feel happy.

He is a human now, not a god, and still enjoys this gaze.

The best flattery is not flattery, but recognition and joy from the heart.

If a woman praises a man for his bravery, no matter how rich her words are, they can't match the blush on her cheeks and her almost exhausted moan.

After hearing the news of Poseidon's death, Mathilde's eyes were filled with heartfelt admiration and respect.

This greatly satisfied Matthew's vanity.

This kind of happiness even surpasses killing Poseidon.

A look from Mathilde allowed Matthew to enjoy the pleasure of killing Poseidon twice.

He decided not to let Mathilde leave no matter what.

千,"寻;?""小!?说'.:.资"'.源"群:2;?5?"5,!;5?::9'?5"',!3'".0,?:'0　　这是位有趣的女士。

Even if he was called a lecherous fool, he didn't care.

As for whether Lady Mathilde wants to become her concubine, it is up to her to decide.

Matthew respected her choice.

But only if she stays with him.