"You're the best! You really have a way to help me restore my original body..."

If she found out she had been deceived afterwards, Wang Xiaole guaranteed that she would put the goddess back where she came from and hang a sign that says "under construction" at the entrance of the bathroom.

"Excuse me, is Miss Wang Xiaole in there?"

It was quite rare to hear someone knocking on the door of a restroom. In the past, when she lived in the school dormitory, there would always be a roommate who would barge in uninvited while she was using the toilet.

"Are you in there? If you are, make a sound."

This voice was unfamiliar. Out of politeness, she responded, "Sound!"

"Alright, whether it's a mouse or Miss Wang Xiaole inside, I will deliver the message standing at the door. Cough cough, Your Majesty, please come to her room, but don't delay too long."

After Freya, who sounded like a maid, walked away from the door, Wang Xiaole finally let go of her hands covering her mouth and had a mischievous smile on her face.

"Oh dear, it's almost evening and I'm being called to the queen's room. Tell me, since when did you start having an affair with others?"

"Don't make things up! Today was the first time we met, it's not the kind of relationship you're imagining."

Pulling the handle, Wang Xiaole walked out from inside, but before taking three steps, she turned back.

"I haven't had the chance to ask you about turning back into our original bodies, we'll talk about it next time. Goodbye!"

In this enclosed space, Freya was left alone.

"What a shame, I just came to see you and ended up being invited somewhere... I'm not happy. I'll find a place to pass the time."

The same mistake won't be made twice by a god.

It can't be denied that Freya was indeed stuck before, but that was when she entered.

For her journey out, she believed wholeheartedly that she could successfully pass through the narrow ventilation opening.

"I won't let someone escape again. Let's see, this time you won't leave me behind!"

She climbed up along the wall with her hands and tucked her body, sticking her head out of the ventilation opening, feeling the fresh air and the wonderful sensation it brought.

"I'm here... Ah, why can't I move even after learning the trick to shrink my body?"

Yes, a god won't fall for the same mistake twice.

But as for Freya, she would never admit that she belonged to one of the gods, because it would significantly lower the average intelligence level of the gods.

XXXXXX

Without anyone to guide him, Wang Xiaole walked to the entrance of the queen's bedroom on his own.

Unlike those abnormal methods of tracing scents, he focused his mind and felt the unique energy fluctuation.

Currently, among the whole palace, the strongest divine power that Wang Xiaole could sense was in the area where Isabella was.

The room door was not completely closed, but it wasn't locked either.

By simply grasping the doorknob and gently rotating it along a line around his wrist, a slight vibration traveled through his arm, and the door "hummed" open.

Out of the fear of causing trouble, Wang Xiaole tried to avoid seeing the scene of Isabella changing clothes. So, at first, he only opened the door slightly and quickly glanced into the room with narrowed eyes.

There were no scattered clothes on the ground, no one standing in front of the closet, and no rustling sound of changing clothes.

It was safe to walk in directly.

"I'm coming in."

He never imagined that one day he would play the role of a gentleman in a different sense. A self-mocking smile appeared on his face.

"Please come in!"

A solemn echo.

Without intentionally acting, the tone naturally leaned toward a dignified level. Just hearing it made one feel incredibly safe!

Thinking that Isabella had a personality that he couldn't easily handle, he walked in.

Once inside the room, instead of immediately searching for a place to sit, his eyes focused on Isabella (the fake).

Even in this private and intimate room, the young girl who was close to his age still maintained a dignified posture, sitting straight with her hands properly placed on her knees.

What's going on?

The proper posture and the other person's beauty create an attractive atmosphere;

The other person didn't intentionally wear black stockings, and the reason for not wearing a jacket and only wearing a white shirt is probably because the indoor temperature is too high, so they chose to wear less clothing.

And the fragrance that Wang Xiaole smelled in his nose was probably perfume sprayed to eliminate any unpleasant odor, not specifically prepared for anyone;

Wang Xiaole kept telling himself in his mind:

Don't overthink it, the unusual clothing and room decor are just coincidences;

The Empress called him over in the late evening, so there must be something important to discuss, with no impure intentions.

The chair made of some kind of animal fur seems quite comfortable;

Wang Xiaole sat on it immediately, adjusted his posture after a few twitches of his buttocks, and temporarily settled down.

"Good evening."

"Um, good evening to you too."

Contrary to the formal tone of voice, Isabella's words lacked authority, as if she was a girl next door who had suddenly put on the emperor's clothes.

As soon as Wang Xiaole heard that tone, he felt a sense of incongruity, and what surprised him even more was the topic that followed:

"Do you think the clothes I'm wearing tonight look good?"

"They're alright."

How else could he answer?

Should he say that her majestic appearance as the Empress made me suddenly feel spirited, and her attractive figure in tempting clothing made it impossible for me to control myself?

He had to act appropriately in someone else's territory.

Even if Wang Xiaole had any intentions of acting lecherously, why choose this moment when they hadn't established much rapport yet?

"They're alright... They're alright..."

Even if Isabella continued to mull over those words, they wouldn't change their meaning, she understood this, but she still felt a bit disappointed inside.

It's hard to be happy when your efforts don't receive any recognition.

For example, she specifically took out the black stockings from the closet before the meeting to enhance her charm, but the other person didn't even notice.

There were many similar examples, such as the white shirt, which was like a unique "inner armor";

The floral fragrance resulted from essential oils, and the body fragrance was the result of a naturally advantageous physique;

The combination of the two sweet scents was truly intoxicating, and for someone who could be measured by common sense, describing it as a "fatal blow" wouldn't be an exaggeration.

She had put in so much effort, and in the end, she only received three short words.

Even now, Isabella was still struggling with the thought:

I dressed like this for the first time because of you, quickly notice my sincere intentions!

It was definitely not impure thoughts.

As long as she interpreted everything she was doing now as "proactively pursuing love," everything seemed reasonable and justifiable (assuming it wasn't unrequited love).

"Did the Empress summon me because there's something important that must be discussed, and she wanted to inform me in advance?"

As mentioned before, Wang Xiaole wasn't one to beat around the bush. He preferred to get straight to the point from the beginning, without wasting time on irrelevant topics.

"To say there is, there is..."

Isabella was racking her brain on how to start the conversation, and unconsciously, Wang Xiaole transitioned the conversation to the important part;

This well-intentioned misunderstanding deeply moved the girl, making her think that he was deliberately taking care of her.

She had already made up her mind and was determined to speak the words that came next:

"You know about the forced marriage situation I'm in, right?"

"The Empress mentioned it this afternoon."

"Just remember it. I don't have any good feelings toward the person who made unreasonable demands, but because I'm still unmarried, I've been harassed constantly."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"It has a lot to do with you! I have indeed thought of a way to get rid of this harassment, but it requires someone's cooperation; the solution is for you and me to pretend to be engaged."

She said it out loud!

Isabella felt that she had finally taken a crucial step.

She didn't expect Wang Xiaole to agree immediately, but as long as he gave her a chance to delay, she was confident that she could gradually soften his stubborn will through long-term persuasion.

This plan is quite perfect, fully capturing the characteristics of the target being tough on the outside but soft-hearted. Through targeted treatment of their weaknesses, we can gradually capture their heart...

"No!" From the previous moment, Isabella began to doubt her own hearing; but as soon as she looked at the seriousness on the other person's face, she understood that those two words that came out of their mouth were indeed serious.

Without hesitation or delay, they even gave an answer without much thought;

Wang Xiaole, this person, had no intention of following the routine.

Isabella's hands anxiously went up, dancing in front of others:

"Why are you rejecting it? Don't you want to think about it a bit more..."

"I refuse!"

"How can you bear to refuse so heartlessly? I will be forced to marry someone I don't like..."

"Well, in this country, marriage is between girls and girls; lilies are beautiful, I wish you happiness after marriage."

"That person is rude, rough, a tomboy who likes to pick her feet..."

"But I have a sister!"

Too decisive, more than just a "three consecutive refusals," it has reached the level of a "four consecutive refusal."

Based on Isabella's speculation, she would naturally assume that Wang Xiaole is a kind-hearted, gentle, and considerate girl.

However, what she never expected was that the other party's true personality was actually the complete opposite. They were stubborn, opinionated, and had nothing to do with the gentle evaluation.

"Your Majesty, please don't burden me, an ordinary person, with unnecessary responsibilities; instead of causing trouble here, it would be better to try to understand other people's strengths."

Although Wang Xiaole is a virgin with no experience in love (now identified as female), it doesn't mean that they would fall for any tempting offer;

As long as they are not careless, no girl can find any flaws in them;

To put it more extremely, they are the type who would live a lonely life once they lose their sister in their original world.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll take a step ahead."

That happened in an instant.

Wang Xiaole stood up, and Isabella instinctively tried to grab them, but her body involuntarily lunged forward.