Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1359: The First Princess Consort Willow Crawford

Five years later.

The royal family.

On the expansive lawn, several maids were chasing a little boy, "Little Prince, slow down, be careful not to fall."

The little prince was five years old this year, wearing a white shirt with a bow tie, looking every bit like a young gentleman. He ran joyfully with his legs wide open, "Mommy has come back, I want to see mommy!"

At this time, a stretched royal limousine slowly stopped, and the driver respectfully opened the rear door, from which a beautiful figure emerged.

Five years had passed, and the 17-year-old girl, Willow Crawford, had grown up; she was now 22 years old.

Today, Willow was wearing a white dress with a small collar, made of high-quality royal custom fabric, simple yet elegant. Her pure black hair was tied up, with a white veil princess hat on her head, exuding a captivating beauty with every move.

Over these five years, time had blessed Willow with an even more beautiful appearance. Her small, palm-sized face had matured, exquisite as if painted by a master artist. Her bright eyes glowed, her luscious red lips looked enticing, and her figure was graceful and delicate, stunningly beautiful.

Whenever Willow’s carriage passed by, the roadsides were lined with people eagerly waiting, all wanting to catch a glimpse of her ethereal beauty.

Willow looked at the little prince and quickly smiled, her voice extremely soft, "Little Prince, have you finished your homework today?"

The little prince nodded vigorously, "Mommy, I finished it. The teacher gave me an A+ and rewarded me with a little red flower."

The little prince was not born to Willow. Prince Rosen had died six years ago, but the news of his death was suppressed, with the public being told that he was in seclusion for health reasons.

Before Prince Rosen died, he had frozen his sperm, and a year after Willow married into the royal family, the little prince was born. So, the little prince was the biological son of Prince Rosen and a true blood of the royal family.

The little prince was excellent, perfectly inheriting the qualities of Prince Rosen. Under the guidance of Willow and the royal tutors, he was growing up robustly.

The bloody storm from five years ago had long passed, and now life was very peaceful.

The little prince always treated Willow as his birth mother, and he loved his mommy very much.

In another 13 years, the little prince would become an adult. Once he turned 18, the royal family could announce Prince Rosen’s death to the public.

This path, Willow had walked it for five years.

She had guarded this for a full five years.

The little prince looked at Willow with bright eyes, "Mommy, I want to give this little red flower to you because, mommy, you’ve worked hard~"

Willow felt warm inside; maybe it was because the little prince grew up with her, developing a personality that was intelligent, gentle, and pure, praised even by the royal tutors.

In the future, the little prince would surely protect the royal family, becoming the most outstanding successor.

Willow held the little prince’s small hand, "Little Prince, are you hungry? Let’s go back and have dinner."

"Okay, sure!"

The little prince happily followed behind Willow.

...

In the dining room.

Lady Pearl, mother of Prince Rosen, looked at her grandson lovingly and waved, "Little Prince, would you like to sit with me?"

"No, grandma, I want to sit with mommy." The little prince sat down next to Willow.

With her son dying young, her own grandson not close to her but clinging to Willow, Lady Pearl felt displeased.

Lady Pearl was Willow’s mother-in-law, and she certainly had her own motives.

For the past five years, Prince Rosen had disappeared from the public eye under the guise of recovering from illness, while Willow, the first princess, officially took the stage in history.

She attended various occasions, competing in top forums with elites, speaking impressively in summits, and even her elegant and charming appearance at charity fundraisers outshone popular celebrities, making her a constant trending topic nationwide.

Princess Willow’s reputation spread worldwide, adored by everyone; even past princes would find it hard to receive such admiration and love during their reigns.

This noble lady of Alani, she had shed her youthful innocence, and the elegance and nobility deeply embedded in her blood had emerged; she was like the brightest star in the sky.

Standing in such a high position, Lady Pearl felt a sense of crisis, since her son had already died, and Willow was only 22, would she remain loyal to the royal family and keep her widowhood for life?

Lady Pearl constantly guarded against Willow. Now, all her hopes were pinned on her grandson, but unfortunately, her grandson dearly loved Willow and wasn’t close to her at all.

Lady Pearl also dared not reveal the little prince’s true parentage; once exposed, everyone would face dire consequences!

Lady Pearl could only sit opposite and start dining.

Actually, many times, Lady Pearl still relied on Willow. Willow had protected the royal family for five years, and no matter how high her reputation soared, she was ultimately an outsider.

And Lady Pearl, with her noble status and such an excellent grandson, believed that the royal family would still belong to her in the future!

To her, Willow was just working for the royal family, nothing more than a high-level employee.

Thinking this way made Lady Pearl feel much more comfortable.

Everyone started to dine quietly, and Willow cut a steak into small pieces, placing it beside the little prince, "Little Prince, you can eat now."

"Mommy, you eat a piece first."

The little prince first fed a small piece of steak to Willow.

"Thank you, Little Prince." Willow ate it.

The little prince smiled happily.

At this time, Willow looked up at Lady Pearl, "Madam, did you change my bodyguards?"

Since marrying into the family, Willow had never changed her way of addressing, always calling her mother-in-law "Madam."

Upon hearing this, Lady Pearl awkwardly smiled, "Willow, those bodyguards of yours are men. Having men as your personal bodyguards doesn’t look good; it’s easy to stir up rumors."

Willow’s personal maid and bodyguards were all brought from Alani as part of her dowry, personally selected by Serena Sterling. Those bodyguards were all strong and handsome.

Lady Pearl feared something indecent happening between Willow and these vigorous male bodyguards and therefore replaced them directly.

Willow had long seen through Lady Pearl’s little schemes. Without much expression, she simply replied, "Alright, I’ll have someone find new bodyguards."

"Sure." Lady Pearl was very pleased.

Then Willow continued, "What about my personal lady-in-waiting, Una?"

"Well..." Lady Pearl’s eyes flickered, "I sent Una to the Count Roy’s estate. You know, Willow, Count Roy is growing stronger, and he seems to have some interest in Una..."

Before Lady Pearl finished her sentence, Willow threw her cutlery onto the plate with a clattering sound.

The maids quickly held their breath and retreated to the side.