novelraw Chapter 77
Chapter 77
77~ Garden~
By gathering just a thread of magic power at her fingertip and injecting it into the lock, she could use the magic power to pop open the clasp?
The little Princess hadn't even thought magic power could be used this way, casually opening the safety lock she had imitated based on memories from her previous life...
Sure enough, locks were things meant to deter honest people. If someone really wanted to open it, they could do so casually.
"Not really, it requires precise control to pull off."
"Eh? Really?"
So it did have some use after all!
"Because those who can't control it precisely will just blow this thing up directly."
Mo: "..."
As expected, it could only deter honest people!
The Empress casually picked up a notebook and slowly flipped through it, while the little Princess hugged her little crocodile body pillow and rolled around on the bed.
As she flipped through the pages, the Empress's expression grew increasingly grave. After quickly reading through the one in her hand, she immediately grabbed the next one. After finishing that, she pulled out the very bottom one, which was also the one with the earliest dated signature, dated about five or six years ago...
It was different from what she had imagined. The reform proposals written inside didn't have that immature quality at all. They didn't seem like the work of a novice who had just started learning about this field...
Dated five or six years ago, the notebook was also slightly worn from being stored for several years, indicating the date was indeed accurate. But five or six years ago, the little Princess would have been at most eleven or twelve years old. To be able to write such comprehensive reform proposals?
The Empress narrowed her eyes slightly.
Something was wrong. There was definitely something wrong here. Even after she ascended the throne and became Empress, it took her several years to gradually get the hang of things, and she was already twenty-one at the time. Yet the little Princess, nearly ten years younger than she had been, wrote such complete proposals...
She was becoming more and more interested, truly extremely curious about how the little Princess possessed such comprehensive knowledge at such a young age.
In the Forbidden Magic Directory, there was indeed a type of body-snatching magic, belonging to the category of Necromancy Magic. It could inject one's soul into a baby before birth, then kill the baby's original soul...
However, this type of magic had been lost after the founding of Scarlet Radiance Nation, vanishing forever into the river of history.
"Mo, did you write this when you were twelve years old?"
The little Princess focused her eyes and casually admitted:
"Yeah, is there a problem?"
Then she suddenly realized something was off. Written at twelve years old...
Holy crap!
The little Princess immediately sat up straight and added:
"Father the King taught me how to write it! Most of it was written when Father the King was teaching me hand-in-hand!"
No matter what, she had to deflect blame first!
Watching the little Princess hastily deny it, the Empress said nothing.
The Pet Contract could sense whether the little Princess was lying.
She didn't want to say?
"Mm, then Mo truly is exceptionally gifted~ To be able to write such complete proposals under Mo's Father the King's guidance at just twelve years old."
"That's... right... haha..."
The little Princess looked away guiltily, not daring to meet the Empress's gaze.
"Then let's consider it as Mo being exceptionally gifted."
Did she manage to gloss over it? That was probably impossible. She figured the Empress had already spotted the problem, just hadn't directly called it out.
Why didn't she call it out directly? She didn't know. She only knew she was safe, temporarily.
As long as the Empress didn't expose it and she didn't volunteer it, this matter could be treated as if it never happened!
"It's already quite late now. Time to sleep."
The Empress put the notebook back in its place and took off her clothes.
"But it's only been three quarters of an hour since we finished dinner..."
"I said, time to sleep."
The Empress revealed a benevolent smile as she spoke.
"Yes... time to sleep."
The little Princess secretly swallowed and obediently lay down.
A hand groped around on her body, quickly unfastening and removing her clothes. The white stockings were also removed and placed to the side.
"Mo will come of age in just a few days, right?"
"Uh... yeah, is there a problem?"
She asked cautiously.
She certainly knew what the Empress meant by asking this, but she still didn't want to give up. What if? Just what if? What if the Empress didn't mean that?
Still harboring wishful thinking, the little Princess observed the Empress's expression.
"Then let's wait until we go back. After we return, Mo needs to be prepared, okay?"
"Prepared for what?"
When she asked this question, the Empress's smile became even more radiant.
"What does Mo think it is?"
The little Princess chose to shut her mouth. She didn't want to discuss this issue. She suddenly felt this timing for sleeping wasn't bad at all. She wanted to sleep now.
The Empress snapped her fingers. The glazed palace lamps made from Magic Crystal Stone extinguished at the sound, leaving only a few night lights in case it was too dark to see at night.
In the darkness...
"Mm... didn't you say we were sleeping?"
She was somewhat afraid, because the Empress's hand was getting restless.
"We are sleeping. It's just that you're the one sleeping, not me."
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The next morning, the little Princess sat weakly and powerlessly on a stool. Last night, the Empress had successfully drained her of what little strength she had to begin with, and had even forced her into sleep...
After being forced to sleep and waking up early in the morning, she completely lacked that aching feeling, which felt odd somewhere. There was an unfulfilled feeling, but correspondingly there was also a refreshed and invigorated feeling, except her legs had no strength.
The little Princess walked along the corridor supporting herself against the wall, heading to a place she used to frequent before she was placed under house arrest in Scarlet Phoenix Nation.
Pushing open the door, she didn't see the neatly trimmed flowers and plants like she used to. It looked like it hadn't been maintained for some time, resulting in overgrown weeds. It wasn't as beautiful as before.
This was an indoor garden that her Father the King had specifically built for her, and also a place where she raised some small animals.
Looking around, aside from weeds there were some wildflowers. She didn't find any small animal corpses, and those extremely precious flowers were also gone, pot and all. So they had been transferred away after she was placed under house arrest in Scarlet Phoenix Nation?
That was good. At least the small animals she had carefully raised for so long and the flowers she had meticulously cultivated were still there, not abandoned here to fend for themselves.
Those flowers were fine. Although precious, they weren't impossible to obtain. At worst, she'd spend some time collecting them again. But those small animals, she had developed feelings for them. She had raised them for so long before they would let her pet them casually!
She had invested too much emotion into them. She didn't want to lose them just like that.
However, who had transferred them away and where they were being raised was unknown. She'd have to wait for that cheap old man of hers, Father the King, to wake up and ask before she could find out.
Well, anyway, that cheap Father the King should wake up today, so she'd just go ask.
...
"Hilarious. What does it have to do with me?"
"Don't you think you could use this opportunity to obtain the throne you've always dreamed of?"
"Don't want to."
The young man in the wheelchair refused.
He was the Sixth Prince of Glaze Nation. The current him had already come to terms with things and had completely lost interest in the throne.
What fucking dreamed-of throne? Right now he just wanted to properly enjoy his remaining days! He was only nineteen. If he didn't enjoy life now, he'd only have sixty-some years of life left!