Lucia's reaction surprised Isabella, who had also come up with an excuse to brush off the situation:

"I'm hungry! I'll go to my room and find some snacks to eat. This cucumber will do just fine."

Queen Isabella put on a serious and composed expression, brought the raw cucumber to her mouth, and bit into it.

"Mmm, delicious. It tastes fruity and crispy..."

The vegetable somehow tasted like fruit, leaving Lucia speechless. She could only think of diverting attention by creating a big commotion.

"Go ahead and delude yourself, but I have already seen a precious scene. I will go find my dear one and let her know what kind of seductive creature you really are. Ahahaha!"

"Hold on!"

After a wave of her hand, shimmering lightning arcs immediately swept across the palace floor and swiftly curled up around Lucia's feet.

"Oh, that was close."

Although their powers were evenly matched, even if Isabella gave it her all, she couldn't quite restrict Lucia's movements.

Lucia leaped and twisted her body, allowing the lightning arcs to pass beside her skirt. The expression on her face, which could be described as grotesque material, now appeared even more comical.

"The careless queen, biting her handkerchief on the bed, waiting for the moment when her dear one rejects her... Hahaha!"

Isabella, frustrated but unable to stop her, saw her cheeks turn black.

Sister Glasses walked closer and noticed that it was due to the queen's face that a dark shadow had fallen, making her skin look slightly darker.

If anger could turn into power, Isabella's current anger could certainly overpower any demon king.

Her plan had completely failed.

Originally, Isabella planned to fabricate a forced marriage to trick Wang Xiaole into marrying her. If he refused, she would settle for an engagement between the two.

The queen went to great lengths to weave a lie and even convinced Sister Glasses to support her deception, all in order to obtain what she desired. However, her intentions were not as impure as Lucia imagined them to be.

It wasn't because she valued someone's power that she wanted to secure a marriage, so that the strong would stay in her country and serve the royal family.

No, the counterfeit Isabella wasn't that calculated.

She wanted to do this simply because she was infatuated with Wang Xiaole.

Of course, the true queen would never develop feelings for a "girl" of unknown origin.

Once again:

The soul inside this physical body now belonged not to the real queen, but to the girl who knew Wang Xiaole...

"Haa, finally escaped."

Wang Xiaole, whose clothes were torn and had just been overwhelmed by a group of women, ran to a corner of the palace as soon as he broke free from the maids' grasp.

His brain, deprived of oxygen due to intense running, started working again after getting some fresh air. His first reaction was relief.

"After being touched all over by so many young ladies, they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. What luck!"

It was strange that his experiences of being alone with the opposite sex didn't exceed five times, two of which happened today. Despite the unprecedented sensory stimulation, his "little buddy" surprisingly didn't respond inappropriately. It was truly a miracle.

Awed by his companion's ability to restrain himself, Wang Xiaole instinctively patted his abdomen. This pat...

"Huh, does something feel off?"

Was it too flat?

He believed that his male traits had developed quite well, so even if there was no physiological response, it shouldn't feel so smooth when touched.

"Could it be that I'm not fully conscious, causing my fingers to lose sensitivity?"

Not willing to give up, he touched it again, and the sensation he felt was as smooth as ice, even less discernible as a protrusion than last time."Oh no..."

With a terrifying premonition surfacing, Wang Xiaole sprinted away, making sure not to collide with the maids, and found a restroom to hide in.

In a castle where only girls lived, it was only natural to not find a "men's restroom" facility. The restroom doors only had pink figures, and there was absolutely no sign of a blue figure.

It was a feeling of helplessness, but Wang Xiaole reluctantly entered the women's restroom, keeping his head down and not looking around in a panic.

If there happened to be any girl nearby, Wang Xiaole would immediately turn and run out.

Luckily, no one had entered the restroom temporarily, which provided him with ample time to check his own body.

He squatted down in a corner, lifted up the skirt covering his lower body, and slightly lowered his neck.

It was gone!

Wang Xiaole's bloodshot eyes did not see the lower half of his longtime companion following him, and it seemed to be shaved clean, like a white tiger.