Chapter 59: Princess, Will You Marry Me?

Ye Lu was turned into a personal dress-up doll.

Every time she changed into a new outfit, he would cling to her like a needy, big dog, pulling her into his arms to kiss and nuzzle.

Before her body could warm up, the next outfit was already placed in her hands.

Although she was exhausted by all this repeated fussing, seeing how delighted he was, Ye Lu couldn’t bring herself to complain.

This time, she was changed into a pure white wedding dress.

The ribbon at the hem was long, and the inner lining was a little tight.

It took a lot of effort to put on.

When she stood in front of the mirror and saw herself, she felt it was all worth it.

A wife?

The pure white washed away much of the succubus’s inherent wantonness.

The seductive eyeliner softened under the veil above her head.

It looked quite nice.

Ye Lu was examining herself closely in the mirror.

She turned to let the Prince admire her properly, hoping he would hug and kiss her again, but he had disappeared.

Looking down, she saw a figure shorter than herself.

He was kneeling on one knee, having changed into a splendid black suit at some point.

Opening the velvet box in his hand, he took out a diamond-like ring and held it with both hands, presenting it to her with an impeccable gentlemanly posture.

“Princess, will you marry me?”

“Wh-What!”

“Ah… m-marry the Prince? I-I don’t have time to play house with you…”

Besides…

I’m a boy…

Ye Lu’s cheeks burned.

Even as she said that, she reached out to help him up.

But the moment her arm touched him, her hand was gently deflected, and the whole world spun.

Her wrist was pinned, and she was pressed against the wall.

Si Ye’s eyelashes were long, his eyes deep.

Then he lowered his head and gently bit her lip, his voice husky:

“What’s wrong, Princess? Don’t tell me you think I’m not worthy of you?”

Ye Lu didn’t know how to look at him anymore.

He had stopped playing games, and now he was acting strange again.

“It’s not that…”

In the end, was he still acting like a child, playing house?

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Ye Lu froze.

Si Ye frowned, released her, and turned toward the door.

The splendid suit on his body flowed like water, slowly transforming into silver armor.

“Who is it?”

“You come too.”

“Okay.”

Was it the Prince’s father?

She pondered, but still chose to follow.

But the moment she stepped forward, she felt something disappear from her body.

Puzzled, she reached down to feel.

Ah!

Where’s the wedding dress?!

The pure white wedding dress had vanished.

In its place was an outfit with pitifully little fabric.

A little succubus outfit?

“Wait!”

She wanted to ask questions, but he was already far away.

She could only stand there awkwardly.

“Prince, what is this…”

She stared blankly at the mirror.

The grace of that pure love heroine was completely gone!

She had turned into someone like the village chief, emitting a scent of male pheromones…

What kind of magic was this?!

She gritted her teeth, nervously tugging at the overly revealing straps.

The only difference between this and underwear was its added seductiveness.

Her black wings and tail were completely exposed.

Anyone who saw her first impression would think she was a streetwalking succubus…

Letting her meet the uncle in this state?

Kill her instead.

Remembering that the Prince had called for her, she took a deep breath and followed.

Before she could leave, the young Prince’s voice bellowed from outside.

“In my decades on the throne, I’ve never seen anyone bring a succubus home!!”

“How dare you, you little brat!!”

Oh no…

Ye Lu’s heart sank.

She stopped in her tracks.

She cowered.

Uncle seemed really angry.

It looked like he really hated succubi.

The next second, the Prince argued back:

“What are you talking about, old man?”

His attitude was terrible!

“Haven’t I taught you a lesson in days? Have you forgotten the pain after the wound healed? What tone is that to use with me, you little rabbit!”

Realizing what was happening, Ye Lu stopped hiding and quickly ran out.

Sure enough, Uncle was furious:

“What?! What tone are you using to talk to—”

Boom!

A violent explosion.

“I was wrong!”

“Ow!”

Ye Lu covered her cool, exposed chest and braced herself.

Whoosh—

Thank goodness…

The Prince stood at the door as if nothing had happened.

He wasn’t the one hurt.

Peeking through the gap, she saw a man about her own height, lying pitifully embedded in the ground beside the willow tree.

The Prince’s father?

He was so weak!

She couldn’t help but think.

Then worry crept in.

After all, he was the Celestial Demon race’s strongest backing.

What if he got up and suddenly came after the Prince?

Just then, the Prince turned and saw her emerge.

His voice carried regret:

“The mood is ruined, but that’s fine.

I can save my proposal to Miss Yelu for next time.”

It was a real proposal!

“Right now, the mission is to make you a true princess.”

“Princess…”

Ye Lu shook her head.

“I don’t think that’s necessary…”

At this point, she was worried.

If she became a princess, wouldn’t she really have to wait here forever like she had imagined?

And then…

Give birth to an entire football team of children for him?

“No?”

The Prince immediately shot back, his voice full of confusion:

“Does Miss Yelu not like me?”

As he said this, his worldview seemed to be shaken.

He started muttering to himself:

“That can’t be… Why would that happen? Mr. Bell guaranteed me…”

Ye Lu quickly covered her mouth, realizing she had said something terrible.

She scrambled to amend it:

“N-No, that’s not it! Prince, I like you!”

“In short, at most one child. No, that’s not… I… I really…”

“So that’s how it is. It’s okay, one child is enough.”

“No, that’s not…”

Hearing her explanation, the Prince’s face lit up.

He ran over and happily swept her into his arms.

“I love Miss Yelu the most too.”

But…

He squinted, staring at her puffed-up cheeks in confusion.

“Why is Miss Yelu wearing such an ugly outfit?”

“It’s not cute at all. I don’t like it.”

“Who… who knew it would turn out like this!”

She retorted in shame and anger.

Turning out like this was all because of his strange magic!

As they hugged, the sparse fabric allowed deep heat transfer.

She was almost set on fire.

But it was close enough.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, ready to go further…

“You worthless piece of crap!”

“Ha…?”

Just as their lips were about to meet, they met only air.

All the warmth in front of her disappeared.

Her vision blurred.

When it cleared, she saw that the Prince, who had been holding her tightly, had been blasted far away.

“Nooo—!”

She reached out a hand toward where he flew, nearly crying.

“Prince—!”

She tried to chase after him, but someone grabbed the back of her collar.

“Who is it? Let me go… Hey—!”

As she struggled, something slipped loose and fell at her feet.

Looking down, her face instantly flushed crimson.

She hurriedly crouched down to cover herself.

The person behind her let go and apologized:

“Sorry.”

Then, as if something occurred to him, his attitude turned foul.

“No! I did the right thing!”

“This is the first punishment for a seductive succubus like you!”