Jumping from the doorway onto the bed, covering a distance of several meters, is not like filming an action movie. It is completely normal to fall during the process.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Rubbing her sore chest, Sister Glasses opened her mouth cautiously, interrupting the Queen who was enjoying herself on the bed.

Her body, damp with sweat, had experienced a sudden stiffness followed by involuntary trembling.

Isabella, with her back to her subjects, twisted her neck to face her. As soon as she saw the other person, she started sweating profusely.

"How...how did you end up here?"

Isabella's mouth twitched and turned purple, her hands holding a cucumber that was not to be underestimated in its size.

"I recall that you had just taken two guests to the reception room. How did you end up here?"

"On the way, it was my duty to show the guests around the palace inside and out. I never thought that Your Majesty would be here..."

Sister Glasses stood up, brushed off the dust on her knees, pushed her glasses with one hand, and wore an expression of nonchalance.

"What I am more curious about, Your Majesty, is what you were doing just now?"

"Uh, well, it's complicated... Wait, there is an important question that you need to answer first!"

Isabella didn't deliberately change the subject. In the moment when she was desperately searching for an excuse, she suddenly noticed something that almost went unnoticed:

"Since you are here responsible for leading the guests on a tour, it means that the guests are also—"

"Congratulations, you got it right."

At this moment, a "well-intentioned" silver bell-like sound rang in Isabella's ears, as if her mortal enemy was hitting her eardrums with a needle.

With an elegant posture resembling a white crane walking on the surface of the water, Lucia walked out from behind the door, her steps resembling those of a kitten.

Lucia walked with such an exceptionally beautiful posture, swaying side to side, holding a fan under her chin with a smile that curved into a crescent shape.

"Emperor, you are so clever to have guessed that I was nearby and specifically greeted me to call me over. However, I wonder what you are currently up to?"

The seriousness of the situation on the scene can be compared to a Persian cat seeing a Teddy bear aiming at a corner of the wall, which is very bad news!

It doesn't matter which animal represents whom, it is clear that the relationship between the two women is like cats and dogs.

Isabella, who least wants and resists being seen in an embarrassing situation, unfortunately got caught by her nemesis.

Under normal circumstances, the laughter echoing in the room would suddenly turn into the sound of a barbell hitting the ground in the next moment, which is not surprising at all.

What is truly surprising is that Lucia laughed gently!

If someone who does not understand Lucia saw the expression on her face, they would misunderstand it as a sweet smile filled with Mother Mary-like compassion.

But in Isabella's eyes, it was undoubtedly an extremely evil expression.

Although that beautiful and delicate face did indeed smile with an upward arc, and the angle was very elegant, after peeling away the layers of pretense and deeply understanding Lucia's inner self, Isabella concluded that it was actually a demon, no, that's not right!

It was an unmistakable "devilish sneer"!

At the same time, Wang Xiaole, who was supposed to follow the footsteps of the "tour guide" and visit the city orderly, wandered off alone halfway through.

As a result, when he stayed on the first floor, he was surrounded without anyone knowing, surrounded by maids dressed as young ladies.

"You are such a cute little sister. Do you want to come home with me? I can teach you some very comfortable things!"

What it feels like in the depths of the sea, that is how Wang Xiaole feels now.

He is not seasick, but seeing so many swaying ample bosoms, he couldn't help feeling a bit dizzy.

Wang Xiaole knew it would be difficult to get out once he was trapped, so he decided to make a run for it. However, before he could find an opportunity to escape, he was completely surrounded by the maids.

In an instant, countless "devilish hands" attacked simultaneously.

"Stop, I have a sister!"

The body of someone who couldn't avoid the attacks started spinning in place, enduring the pulling and dragging, gradually sinking into the "face wash" attack..."The nature of the queen of a country turns out to be so open!"

Fan in hand, Lucia blocked her teeth revealed by her smile. At one end of the fan, facing Isabella, it drew a comical expression on its own, instead of the owner's will.

The fan itself is a type of magical tool that can change expressions based on the owner's current mood.

So, no matter how dignified Lucia's posture appears, her inner thoughts must be quite mischievous at the moment.

"I thought it was someone important, turns out it's the demon king of the demon race. To be honest, instead of having this emperor face you, it would be better to face a cabbage!"

Isabella's remark on the first day she met Lucia had a sense of treating the other party as a lifelong enemy;

Of course, the feeling was mutual!

Two peerlessly beautiful girls with no affinity and extremely incompatible compatibility, at this moment, a bridge made of sparks slowly formed at the center of their alternating gazes.

"What did you just say? What nature did you say I have when I'm in front of you?"

"Hehe, don't selectively forget things you've done. Otherwise, please explain: what exactly is the purpose of the long cucumber in your hand?"

It seems that Lucia is not planning to ignore certain things.