I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 319

“Young Master Ig, this is the room the Marquis arranged for Miss Verafia.”
The maid’s voice was not entirely respectful, carrying a hint of disgust. However, Ig was aware of his poor reputation and accepted being looked down upon by the new maid as natural, not paying it much mind. Instead, he smiled at her.
“Thank you. Miss Maid, could you please open the door for me? I’ll carry Vera in.”
Ig’s gentle words surprised the maid a little. She had expected the infamous young master to be an ignorant dandy, but he turned out to be so easy to talk to.
The maid, a girl in a dress, opened the large door of the room and then pressed the magic light switch, illuminating the elegantly decorated and magnificent room with bright light.
Ig, carrying the girl in his arms, walked closer to the room and smiled at the maid, “Thank you for your trouble. Miss Maid, you can go and rest now.”
“But, Young Master Ig, don’t you need me to take care of this young lady?”
Ig was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, “No need… I think it’s better if I stay with her myself.”
Well, after all, this Young Lady is a fiery phoenix with a spoiled personality. If she wakes up confused midway and finds a stranger next to her, it wouldn’t be good if she burned down the entire house with a fire.
Seeing the young man say this, the maid did not insist further. After bowing and taking her leave, the maid still looked back curiously at the black-haired young man and the girl in his arms, unable to help but wonder about the relationship between this exquisitely beautiful young lady, who didn’t seem human, and this young master.
Ig naturally didn’t have the time to ponder the maid’s thoughts. He walked to the bedside and placed the girl in his arms on the soft, large bed. Verafia wasn’t heavy, so Ig didn’t rush to rest. Looking at her face, which was as clear as a piece of transparent jade in the soft light, he extended his hand and touched it.
“Vera, are you still awake?”
Ig’s response was the girl’s faint breathing and a few unintelligible sounds from her lips.
“This little phoenix… is really drunk. It seems I have to remember from now on, never let her touch alcohol.”
Ig shook his head and smiled, not bothering to continue his thoughts. He planned to get the little phoenix into the covers and let her sleep early.
The young man crouched down and carefully took off the girl’s exquisite little boots. Her slender legs, with their beautiful lines and a hint of youthful unripeness, were still wearing soft, bright white stockings. Ig didn’t find this troublesome. While supporting the girl’s delicate body, he slowly peeled them off.
However, as Ig was removing the girl’s stockings, his finger accidentally touched her tender skin, causing the girl’s delicate, snow-like, soft, crescent-moon-shaped foot to kick Ig in the chest.
Fortunately, the girl, who was still in a dream, was only acting on instinct and did not use too much force, so she did not break Ig’s ribs.
“This Young Lady… she’s still so restless even when she’s asleep.”
Ig reached out to smooth a stray lock of her hair, looking at the girl’s peaceful sleeping face, and couldn’t help but shake his head and smile. But then he encountered a difficulty. Taking off Verafia’s shoes and socks was fine, but her dress…?
Ig slightly regretted sending the maid away so quickly. He then thought, what if he just stuffed this little phoenix into the covers along with her dress?
Of course, Ig only thought about it. He knew that this little phoenix was quite particular about her appearance, and she seemed to really like this dress. If he wrinkled her dress, even if he compensated her with another one, he would at least be nagged for several days.
“Anyway, I’m helping this little phoenix. Besides, I’ve seen this little one’s body before, and she was awake then. What is there to be afraid of!”
Ig encouraged himself, pulled the complicated and magnificent silk ribbons of the girl’s dress, and began to slowly take off the long dress for her. Of course, when a patch of snow-white skin was revealed, Ig consciously turned his head away.
—However, the consequence of this was that Ig underestimated the complexity of the girl’s dress, and his fingers touched Verafia’s tender skin quite a few times, giving a soft touch like delicate jade ware. Not only did it cause the girl to make uncomfortable sounds from her lips from time to time, but Ig himself couldn’t help but blush and feel uneasy, thinking that if this little phoenix were awake, she would have surely burned him to death with a fire.
When he finally managed to somehow remove Verafia’s long dress, Ig breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his face, and thought that undressing this little phoenix was more tiring than practicing swords for an entire afternoon.
He placed her little boots by the bed and neatly folded her dress and stockings. Only then did Ig pull up the quilt, preparing to cover the girl. But Ig’s movement paused for a moment.
What met the young man’s eyes was the girl’s slender and beautiful figure. Amidst a few strands of hair falling like dawn light and her swan-like, graceful, and flawless snow-white jade neck, a patch of exquisite, pure white collarbone skin almost stirred Ig’s heartstrings; although her white undergarment only outlined a small, delicate curve, far less than that of girls of the same age, it possessed an incomparable exquisiteness and tenderness.
Ig swallowed. Although he knew his actions were extremely inappropriate and that he would surely be silenced if discovered by the girl, his eyes seemed to be beyond his control, and he couldn’t help but look down.
The girl’s slender figure outlined a graceful line that was as pure as frosted snow. Her delicate, fair waist seemed too slender to grasp, and her flawless, jade-like flat abdomen gently rose and fell with the girl’s light breaths, adding a touch of captivating charm to this perfect figure, which seemed to be an artwork crafted by gods.
Ig’s hand unconsciously reached forward. It wasn’t until the delicate, smooth touch of the girl’s skin reached his senses that Ig awoke as if from a dream and hastily withdrew his hand in fright.
Seemingly sensitive to Ig’s touch, Verafia frowned with her delicate eyebrows on her snow-white beautiful face, shifted her body slightly, and her lotus-like arms grabbed Ig’s outstretched arm.
“Ah, ah, Young Lady, I didn’t do it on purpose!”
Ig thought the girl had been woken up and was so scared he almost jumped up. But upon closer inspection, he realized the girl had just turned slightly, her little face furrowed as if she had encountered something bad, her delicate lips, like beautiful rose petals, trembling slightly.
“Iris… Liya, don’t…”
In the girl’s muddled voice, which sounded like sobbing, Ig had to try very hard to clearly hear these two names.
“Iris, Liya… they sound like the names of two girls. Miss Vera, it seems she’s having a nightmare?”
Looking at the girl whose exquisite jade face seemed to be facing something extremely dangerous and hateful, Ig couldn’t help but feel a bit of pity. He reached out and stroked her small face.
“But to murmur their names even in her sleep, it seems these two girls are very important to her, yet she’s never mentioned them… Could they be the little phoenix’s friends before her nirvana?”