Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Your Majesty, this is the ninth princess of that small country, Feng Qingyu."

W was already impatient, so he walked down from the throne and slowly came to Fujimura's side.

"Move aside. I want to see with my own eyes what the rumored Ninth Princess looks like."

However, every time Fujimura moved, the girl followed her, completely unwilling to show her face. This situation was annoying, and W's temper was obviously a bit out of control.

"What are you doing? If you don't want me to see you, then get out of here!"

As soon as she got angry, the envoy immediately knelt down and crawled in front of her to beg for forgiveness, and then went to persuade the princess who was hiding behind the head maid.

"Lord Feng Qingyu... It is our country's supreme honor to be summoned by His Majesty W. Your actions will put the king in a difficult position... Please understand our painstaking efforts..."

Feng Qingyu had heard these words countless times. Those people said that she was lucky to be chosen as a gift to King Kazdel, and that she could change the fate of the country.

The envoy's words were full of tears, and her heart was shaken.

"I...I understand...I'm sorry..."

With a soft voice that sounded a little aggrieved, Feng Qingyu let go of the hand that was holding Fujimura's skirt and slowly walked up to the scary older sister.

W, the silver-haired demon who was rumored to eat little girls, folded his arms across his chest and looked down at her.

"Hey, it's a pretty good-looking kid."

W stared at her "gift" with excitement in her eyes. The tyrannical blood in her body was boiling, and she wanted to destroy the beautiful thing. If the innocence of this child was tarnished by her, she would cry and beg for mercy under her, and the sense of conquest in her heart would be satisfied as never before.

But...she is really too young. There is no excitement at all to eat her now. We have to wait until she grows up a little bit.

"I am very satisfied with this gift. Although she is a little rude, I will make her submit to me in the long run. However... I will think about the contract with your country. Now I need to rest."

W accepted the gift and then sent the envoy back to his country. Regarding the question of asylum for the other country, her answer was quite ambiguous, neither agreeing nor refusing.

After that, Feng Qingyu was thrown to Fujimura, and within a few days, W forgot about her. A six-year-old child, more than ten years older than her, the oldest princess of a small country was at least twenty years old, which could make people feel something. What was the point of sending a little brat to her?

The matter seemed to have come to nothing.

……

One night a few days later, the head waitress, Miss Fujimura, agreed to take Feng Qingyu to see the lantern festival in the Imperial City of Kazdel and introduce her to the local customs and culture.

Feng Qingyu couldn't wait any longer, so he went to look for it according to the route he remembered.

But...she saw some scenes that made her blush and her heart beat faster.

The terrifying elder sister who was called "Your Majesty" was lying on the bed in the emperor's new clothes. Her silver hair was messy, her red eyes were slightly narrowed, and her cheeks were flushed.

Miss Fujimura was also wearing the Emperor's New Clothes, and the cat's tail on her body swayed gently with her movements, and the ears on her head also swayed with it.

"Well...Yeyue...just keep it like this...very impressive...you..."

This scene had a great impact on the young Feng Qingyu. She didn't know what was going on, but she felt hot all over just by watching it.

That sister with silver hair is so beautiful, her face, her voice, her body are all so beautiful.

……

That night, after finishing the job, Feng Qingyu followed Miss Fujimura to the Summer Festival Fireworks Festival and was absent-minded the whole night. She was more concerned about the scene she had just seen than the beautiful fireworks.

They looked very comfortable.

Both His Majesty and Miss Fujimura had happy expressions on their faces. That kind of happiness was different from receiving a favorite gift, but Feng Qingyu couldn't figure out exactly what the difference was.

Her sisters said that when she grows up she will use her body to serve and please King Kazdel. Is that what she wants?

"Ms. Fujimura... I don't understand how I can please your Majesty. When she saw me, she didn't show a happy expression, and she even looked a little fierce..."

She still couldn't forget what happened in the hall that day. The envoys were so frightened that their legs went limp, they knelt on the ground and dared not look up, because the other party was just a young girl.

"Your Majesty has always been like that. It's normal for us to be scolded. She's not targeting you. She's just venting her anger because she's sleep deprived. As for serving, I'll teach you slowly when you're older. Now is not the time yet."

Fujimura gently tidied Feng Qingyu's hair, and Feng Qingyu nodded as if he understood.

In this strange country, life seems to be more comfortable than in my hometown. My sister can't bully me anytime and anywhere, and I don't have to look at my father's face. Although I am lonely, I am not used to the cultural customs here.

The only thing that accompanied her every day was the rag doll she brought from her hometown. The wet nurse said it was made by her mother herself, but it was a pity that she was never able to give it to her in person.

There are many things that are still unknown and will take time to understand.

……

Nine years passed just like that, more than three thousand days and nights passed in a flash. Feng Qingyu seemed to have been forgotten by the King of Kazdel. For such a long time, that man had not come to see her once. Every day he indulged in all kinds of women and often did some absurd things.

No matter how ridiculous it was, W did not miss any of the things that needed to be dealt with.

She is twenty-five years old this year and is much more mature than before. Her erratic temper has also grown with her age. After finishing her affairs every day, she plays with women and her temper has become worse and worse.

When he was in a less bad mood, he would insult and drive away women who did not serve him well. When he was in a worse mood, he would treat them with rough games. The maids in the palace were all in a panic.

It was a very lucky thing to not be favored by the king, or to be quickly forgotten after being favored by the king. No girl dared to serve such a tyrannical woman.

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. W is simply an evil ghost, ten thousand times more terrifying than a tiger.

Feng Qingyu gradually understood why she was sent to Kazdel. Her father hoped that she would serve the king instead of her sisters and please her, so that the country would have a chance to be protected and not be destroyed by the big countries that were eyeing her covetously.

"That being said... I haven't seen His Majesty for nine years."

She sighed at herself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was wearing the uniform of the Royal Girls' Academy in Kazdel Imperial City: a black jacket, a dark blue tie, and a white shirt. The lower part was a black short skirt. Her legs were long and white, and she was wearing sexy black stockings.

My breasts are also growing well. Although they are not particularly big, they are already a C cup.

Her black hair reaches her waist, and she combs and maintains it carefully every day to make every strand of hair smooth and avoid dryness and split ends, while also not neglecting skin care.

These things were naturally taught to her by Miss Fujimura. If she wanted to survive in the palace, she had to gain the favor of His Majesty, and appearance was definitely the most important thing.

In addition to good looks, one must also learn various talents and stand out among the many noble daughters, otherwise it will be difficult to keep His Majesty's heart.

"Can I really... do something like that?"

Could King W, who is known for his philandering and promiscuity, really like me?

Feng Qingyu still felt unsure.

A large banquet will be held in the palace tonight. Kazdel's army destroyed a country a few days ago, and His Majesty is very happy, so he held a grand banquet.

Ms. Fujimura said that the nobles were all thinking of sending their daughters to His Majesty's bed. The ministers were urging their king to choose a queen to expand the royal family of Kazdel, but His Majesty was only thinking about doing finger exercises and didn't think about that at all.

Queen...this idea is too unrealistic.

"I just want to have enough food to eat every day, have a good sleep, do what I like, and not be bullied."

The girls in the royal family used to bully me, but in recent years they have stopped doing so and turned to sarcastic taunts.

"A princess who was thrown into a corner of the palace as trash by His Majesty will probably end up wasting her life alone in a dilapidated palace."

Indeed, this is very true.

"I have to find a way to work in a store on the street to earn some money to repair the roof..."

Feng Qingyu stared at the roof with several holes in it, at a loss as to what to do.

Ms. Fujimura still needs to take her salary home to pay for her sisters' schooling, so she can't ask her for everything. She has borrowed a lot of money from her to pay for tuition and uniforms, and she hasn't paid it back yet.

Today was the weekend, so she could go to work. In order not to attract attention, Feng Qingyu changed into the palace maid uniform. She was very familiar with the route of the palace, and knew which door to go through without being stopped by the guards as a suspicious person. She was very familiar with the guards.

"I don't have a decent dress for tonight's banquet, so I'd better not attend it, lest those royal girls always laugh at me and call me a Cinderella."

She calculated the money she could earn per hour while working, and wondered whether it would be more cost-effective to hire a craftsman from the palace to repair the roof or to buy the materials herself, so...

"Maid in front, the food that is to be served to His Majesty is almost cold. What are you still doing there? Come here quickly!"

The head maid in charge of the king's meals had her hands on her hips, staring menacingly at Feng Qingyu who was wandering in the garden. Behind her was a dining cart, on the shelf of which was the lunch prepared for His Majesty.

Apparently, Feng Qingyu took a shortcut through the garden and was mistaken for a maid delivering food to the king. The real maid had a stomachache for unknown reasons and was still in the bathroom.

"That...I..."

What should she say? If she said she was not a maid, she would probably be caught as an assassin or something, which would be very troublesome.

Miss Fujimura usually warned her not to take this road, but she forgot this time.

"Stop talking nonsense, or else His Majesty will get angry and we will all have to pack up and leave. Hurry and deliver the food."

The head maid in the kitchen handed the dining cart to Feng Qingyu without saying anything, then went off to do other things.

So...if you don't send it, the consequences will be serious.

"Well, it's just a delivery, it shouldn't be a problem."

She pushed the dining cart into His Majesty's study and then quickly slipped away. There was nothing wrong with that.

With a bit of luck in mind, Feng Qingyu embarked on a road of no return.

"Why do I run into this kind of trouble the first time I take a shortcut..."

Feng Qingyu was quite speechless.

She was going to deliver food to His Majesty, preferably without having to meet him. She wasn't ready yet, but Ms. Fujimura said that when she turned sixteen, she would be arranged to sleep with His Majesty.

In another six months, she will be an adult. I heard from others that His Majesty doesn't like underage kids who haven't even grown all their hair yet, so how can they serve him?

Thinking of those things, Feng Qingyu was also very nervous. The girls in the class also secretly read Xiaohuang books, learned the postures above, and tried to do it with their lovers according to the steps above.

Many of her classmates already had that kind of experience, and she had little say among that group of people, so all her experiences were blank.

"Forget it...Your Majesty may not notice me."

That woman was surrounded by beautiful women, and she had seen all kinds of women. Would she care about a maid? Besides, she had disguised herself a little on the way here - she used makeup to paint her fair skin dark yellow, and added some "freckles".

The purpose of this trip was to go out and work, and to show up in her true colors to attract attention. By the way, she usually did this, showing an ordinary appearance in school and outside, with rustic pigtails and disguised buck teeth, which made her stand out among the pretty classmates.

She was very beautiful, extremely beautiful, having inherited her mother's outstanding looks. She was once harassed by hooligans on the street because she forgot to disguise herself, so she simply dressed up as an ugly woman.

Thanks to this trick, Feng Qingyu spent a long period of peaceful life, and then came to today.

The dining car moved at a steady speed along the corridor of the palace, and soon we saw the magnificent palace. The king's palace was the most luxurious of the palaces, and one of the rooms was larger than the classroom.

There were two maids guarding the door standing at the door, they stared at Feng Qingyu for a few seconds.

"His Majesty is not here. He just told us to deliver the food to the bathhouse. You should go now. His Majesty will get angry if you are late. Be careful."

The maids looked at her with sympathy, probably thinking that she might be doomed.

She looked so ordinary, but if she didn't deliver the food on time, the moody Majesty would definitely be angry, 100 percent. In the past, if the maid was late for half a minute or one minute, she would be severely reprimanded, and in serious cases, she would be punished.

Feng Qingyu didn't understand their hints and continued to relax.

When she arrived at the bathhouse, she was already half an hour late, but she had no idea of ​​the time required by W. The whole bathhouse was shrouded in a strong low pressure, and the maids were so silent that they couldn't even breathe smoothly.

That damn food delivery maid is going to get everyone scolded.

"It's so slow... I'm almost starving to death. What happened today?"

W grabbed the glass goblet on the edge of the bathtub and smashed it hard onto the ground. With a "crack", the innocent glass cup kissed the ground and then shattered into glass shards all over the ground.

This is the first time recently that I have waited so long during lunch time.

"Go and show me what's going on. Capture the person who delivered the food. I want to see for myself who is so arrogant."

wow-

She stood up from the bathtub. Her smooth and flawless skin was as white as winter snow, with slender legs, delicate collarbone and face, and messy but beautiful short silver hair. Every part of her was impeccable.

If... the maid who delivers the food is pretty, then she's dead.

Extra 7: A strange extra (Part )

It was about an hour past the scheduled time, and when W was almost out of breath, Feng Qingyu's cart arrived at the entrance of the bathhouse.

She was a little carried away on the way and stopped to admire the flowers in the garden. The flowers were blooming beautifully, and the spring breeze slowly spread the fragrance of the flowers. Feng Qingyu smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but take a detour.

By the time she had finished appreciating everything there was to appreciate, it was already an hour after W's meal time.

"Hey...why do you have this expression?"

Feng Qingyu pushed the dining cart to the destination and found the maids waiting anxiously outside. They all stared at her with extremely unfriendly eyes.

"How dare you ask us? You were an hour late and now His Majesty is furious. We are all done for. Even though it's not our fault, His Majesty will most likely fire us all just because of you!"

One of the maids put her hands on her hips and yelled at Feng Qingyu, who had a confused look on his face.

But...it's not even 12 noon yet. She took out her pocket watch and pointed to the time.

"Look, it's only half past eleven."