Chapter 49: We Are Studying
At this moment, Alice was shamelessly pressing down on Yifu, her hands firmly holding Yifu’s shoulders. The smile on her face hadn’t even had time to switch from a seductive look to her usual dignified demeanor.
Well, the Contrast Princess has messed up, and it’s happening in front of her own mother.
Although Yifu was pinned down and could not see the situation clearly, she could easily feel the embarrassment from the deafening silence around them.
Yifu guessed that Cherillian would be fainting from shock; her obedient daughter had grown up always appearing gentle, understanding, elegant, and dignified.
But today, she was playing a game of stacking doll boxes with a friend she brought home for the first time?
Who wouldn’t fall apart upon seeing this?
“Mother, Your Majesty?”
Princess Alice was so nervous that she couldn’t speak. Her body was trembling slightly, and Yifu could clearly feel her hands on her shoulders shaking continuously.
Accompanied by her heavy breathing, her well-defined curves rose and fell, looking exceedingly tempting.
Yifu could sense her emotions, but it was hard to tell whether it was fear or excitement…
However, based on what Yifu knew about the princess, it was more likely the latter.
“Alice, what are you… doing?”
Cherillian’s tone turned serious. Her already imposing presence seemed to amplify, adding to the pressure surrounding them.
“We…”
“I apologize, Your Majesty Empress; it is my responsibility. This morning, when I was mopping the floor, I must have not cleaned it thoroughly, causing the princess to slip. If it weren’t for Miss Yifu’s timely help, the princess would have hit her head on the ground.”
Seeing the situation headed towards an irretrievable direction, one of the maids hurriedly stepped forward to defend the two.
Listening to the maid’s explanation, Cherillian’s expression showed no sign of softening. Instead, she lifted her chin, continuing to scrutinize Yifu with a condescending gaze.
That look bore a hint of arrogance and disdain, a supercilious expression that would excite a pervert.
Of course, if the lady could lift her skirt, that would be even…
“Ahem, I see. I apologize; I misunderstood you.”
Cherillian slightly nodded to Yifu, but her tone held no real sense of apology.
She truly doubted whether Yifu was actually that gentle with her precious little daughter.
Was it really just an accidental fall?
If this explanation came from Alice or anyone, Cherillian might have questioned it.
However, the maid beside Alice said so, and she couldn’t press the issue further.
After all, the trust placed by the Imperial Royal Family in a maid allowed to care for Alice closely was evident.
“Let’s set this matter aside for now. I just noticed a piece of draft paper on the table with a magic formula that piqued my interest.”
“Alice, did you write this?”
Cherillian set aside her look of disdain and slowly walked to the table to pick up the draft.
The exquisite magic formula caused her face to light up with joy; it must be said, this formula was beautifully crafted.
Moreover, this formula clearly could perfectly solve the problem faced by her friend.
“No, Your Majesty. It was written by Miss Yifu. I helped her a little, and she said she would use this formula as a token of gratitude.”
Alice hurriedly stood up and answered quietly.
To be honest, she felt a headache seeing these things; when Yifu explained it earlier, her mind was filled with visions of Yifu in a teacher’s outfit.
It was a subtle beauty as knowledge flowed seamlessly through her mind.
“You wrote this?”
Cherillian displayed a look of surprise. She suddenly felt that if it was Yifu, perhaps being gentle with her precious little daughter was indeed a good thing.
She had thought her daughter was engaged in shady business with her, but unexpectedly, they were genuinely studying behind the scenes…
And Cherillian couldn’t understand why such a valuable formula would be given away so freely; what had her precious daughter done to deserve such a repayment from Yifu?
In Cherillian’s eyes, the value of this magic formula far exceeded that of a life pledged in devotion.
“Yes, it’s just something I researched casually to pass the time; it’s not a particularly profound magic formula.”
Yifu wasn’t lying at all; for humans, this was a delicious delicacy, while for the witch Yifu, it was merely an elementary school puzzle game.
“Miss Yifu, you are being too modest. What I mean is…”
The Yifu in front of her needed to be seized!
“Do you have time tonight? Would you honor me with your presence at my dinner party?”
Cherillian carefully tucked away the draft paper, and her gaze toward Yifu softened a bit.
