Chapter 142: My House is Quite Big, Want to Stay Over?
Lance stared at the emerald green leaf with gloomy eyes, its vibrant color swaying in his pupils.
What was this, a gift from nature?
The Grand Prince didn’t take the leaf seriously and casually tossed it on the ground. His hawk-like eyes were still fixed on the rapidly approaching figures in the distance.
Chaotic thoughts and images flashed through his mind.
Anastasia, Qin Chu!
Anastasia should have arrived at the Conrad Demon Beast Nest yesterday. It seemed the assassination had failed.
But they only returned today, clearly having spent the night there. Anastasia’s skirt was torn, and she was wearing Qin Chu’s coat…
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, his mood becoming increasingly irritable. A strange image involuntarily appeared in his mind: under the bright moonlight, two naked bodies intertwined, following their primal urges, letting out desperate cries…
By the Goddess of Holy Light, that image was truly terrible.
His face was completely distorted.
That bastard Qin Chu, he had already violated Saintess Loseweisse, and now he was even laying his hands on his fiancée? With that guy’s personality, he definitely wouldn’t let go of a woman like Anastasia.
He didn’t care about Anastasia. He didn’t have any feelings for this princess from the Ice Duchy. But Anastasia still held the title of Lance’s fiancée. The image in his mind made Lance feel deeply insulted.
Lindberg, as someone who had grown up with Lance, truly understood him. In Lance’s heart, Anastasia was his fiancée. Whether he wanted to marry her or not, even if he directly sent her away, she was still his possession. He had complete control over her.
Even if it was something he didn’t want, he wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch it.
This man’s possessiveness was beyond imagination.
His eyes had become empty at some point, like the void of the night sky, deep and dark.
Venomous flames of anger churned in his heart… Qin Chu, he wouldn’t let this damned man go. He would torture him with the most terrifying methods, making him lose all face, making him suffer in despair.
And that woman, he would also make her understand the consequences of betraying him.
Just wait… Your doomsday is coming.
…
Anastasia, just as she had said, wasn’t a weak woman, despite her delicate face and skin.
The Ice Duchy was a land of ice and snow, its food imported from Auville.
And meat was almost entirely obtained by hunting beasts in the icy wilderness.
Even members of the royal family had to participate in hunting.
Anastasia was no exception. Since childhood, in addition to learning various etiquettes and magic, she had also learned some simple physical skills, hunting techniques, and horse riding.
As the warhorse galloped, a smile appeared on Anastasia’s face. She saw the Grand Prince at the city gate.
She had seen the Grand Prince’s portrait and knew that he was her future husband.
Some of Anastasia’s etiquette teachers were from the Auville Empire. They had instilled in her the idea of being loyal to and loving the Grand Prince since she was a child.
This filled Anastasia’s heart with expectations.
Even after what had happened, Anastasia still didn’t want to believe that the Grand Prince was the mastermind behind the assassination attempt.
She would rather believe that it was just a misunderstanding.
The four guards behind her, however, frowned, clearly not happy about sending the princess into this malicious city.
Anastasia gradually distanced herself from Qin Chu. When they were still some distance from the city gate, she suddenly stopped and chose to walk.
Her long legs carried her as she walked quickly towards the Grand Prince.
By the time she reached him, her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes filled with anticipation, but Anastasia still maintained her etiquette.
She gently lifted her torn skirt and curtsied, “Anastasia Maysfield of the Ice Duchy, greetings to Your Highness the Grand Prince.”
“Please forgive my impropriety, Your Highness.”
Behind the Grand Prince were many nobles, pointing at Anastasia and whispering, seemingly mocking her torn and dirty dress. For nobles, this was truly undignified.
However, this was probably how people from small places were.
They couldn’t expect too much from women from those poor, backward, and remote places. But this woman was truly not worthy of His Highness the Grand Prince.
The whispers around her made Anastasia feel embarrassed.
She knew that the conditions in the Ice Duchy couldn’t compare to the Auville Empire, but her parents had still tried their best to prepare the most exquisite and delicate fabrics they could afford for her. It was only because of the assassination attempt that their carriage was destroyed, and she had to travel through the jungle on foot, which was why her dress was torn.
She never thought she would be mocked by the noble ladies of the Empire.
The Grand Prince naturally heard the mocking voices around him, but he didn’t stop them. He just stared at Anastasia with an indifferent gaze.
That oppressive silence made Anastasia tremble slightly. The Grand Prince was sitting on his warhorse, not even bothering to dismount. This was completely different from the scene Anastasia had imagined countless times.
Due to nervousness and fear, she gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, her palms sweating. Without the Grand Prince’s order, she didn’t even dare to straighten up.
After a long time, the Grand Prince finally spoke:
“Hmm!”
Hmm?
That’s it?
Anastasia stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.
The four guards, walking behind Qin Chu, saw their princess being humiliated like this and felt a surge of anger in their chests.
Only Qin Chu didn’t care about the others, a gentle smile still on his face. Morton, Jason, and Christia all knew that Qin Chu wasn’t on good terms with the Grand Prince. They originally wanted to take Qin Chu into the city through another route, but Qin Chu suddenly stepped forward.
He glanced at the Grand Prince with disdain:
“Lance, get the hell off your horse!”
These words instantly made the surrounding nobles look at each other.
To reprimand the Grand Prince like this, although he was the Hero, wasn’t this a bit too much?
The Grand Prince’s lips twitched.
Seeing that the Grand Prince still hadn’t dismounted, Qin Chu became even more displeased, “What? Are you qualified to ride a horse in front of your uncle? So disrespectful, Wadsworth usually educates you like this?”
Lance’s anger surged. He wanted to tear Qin Chu apart right here and now.
But he couldn’t.
There were Morton, Jason, and Christia, three experts, beside Qin Chu, as well as Ekaterina and Violet. If he really made a move, he might be the one being torn apart.
He took a deep breath, forcing down his anger, and finally dismounted.
He glanced at Anastasia indifferently, “Miss Anastasia, your accommodation is arranged at Sunset Manor. There will be a banquet specifically for you tonight.”
His gaze swept over Anastasia’s dusty and torn dress, “You’d better prepare yourself. Many nobles will be attending. Don’t embarrass me.”
After saying these words, the Grand Prince turned and left without looking back, the group of nobles following behind him like ducklings.
The originally crowded city gate instantly became deserted.
Her first meeting with her future husband was actually like this… Anastasia couldn’t describe how she felt. Her heart felt empty, as if a wound had been torn open, painful and uncomfortable.
She tried hard to control her expression. She didn’t even dare to lower her head, her tears would fall.
Qin Chu felt a little pity for her, then frowned. Sunset Manor, he seemed to have heard of this name.
The four guards were even more indignant.
“Those assassins must have been sent by him, right?”
“He must be unhappy that Her Highness arrived safely in the Imperial City.”
“He doesn’t even bother to pretend…”
The four guards’ indignant voices reached the ears of Morton, Jason, and Christia. The three of them smiled wryly. This was a matter of the royal family, and they couldn’t interfere.
But even they felt that the Grand Prince’s treatment of Anastasia was too much. After all, Anastasia was his fiancée, the princess of the Ice Duchy.
“You three, we’re already in the Imperial City. I’ll escort the princess to her residence. That guy Lance is too incompetent, he didn’t even leave a guide,” Qin Chu shook his head and said.
They had already arrived in the Imperial City, so there shouldn’t be any more problems. The three of them nodded and left. They needed to report back to their superiors.
“Miss Anastasia, I’ll take you there,” Qin Chu said with a gentle smile.
Anastasia turned gracefully, a gentle and beautiful smile returning to her face, but that smile was heartbreaking.
Under Qin Chu’s guidance, it still took them more than an hour to finally find the so-called Sunset Manor. But looking at the dilapidated and dirty building in front of him, Qin Chu frowned… This so-called Sunset Manor wasn’t in the noble district, but in the commoner district.
The four-story manor had over a hundred rooms, with an average of thirty rooms per floor, sharing a common toilet.
This was definitely not the proper etiquette for receiving a princess from another country. This was simply an insult.
The four guards trembled with anger and even advised Anastasia to just return to the Ice Duchy, not to be humiliated here.
But Anastasia knew she couldn’t leave.
The Duchy had to maintain its relationship with the Empire, and she was the link between them.
No matter how much grievance she felt in her heart, she could only endure it alone. She smiled and shook her head, “It’s okay, it should be very clean inside…”
But just looking at the dilapidated exterior, it was clear that the inside couldn’t be much cleaner. They could even see rats and cockroaches crawling around at the entrance.
Anastasia’s words were just self-deception.
Actually, the Auville royal family should have prepared a residence for Anastasia within the Imperial Palace and arranged for maids to serve her. This was the proper etiquette.
Leaving Anastasia in a dilapidated inn in the commoner district, anyone could see that the Grand Prince was deliberately humiliating her.
“I’ll have a good talk with Wadsworth about Lance later…” Qin Chu rubbed his forehead.
At this moment, Qin Chu heard a voice in his mind. It was Anthea’s voice.
After a few seconds, Qin Chu looked at Anastasia with a strange expression:
“Miss Anastasia, why don’t you stay at my place? My house is quite big!”
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