Then came the two-day treatment session once more.
The Queen of the Rose Kingdom still lay upon that massive bed, her fair and delicate body draped only in a thin white gauze. The originally slender waistline suddenly curved into fuller contours as it descended, her graceful and alluring figure stirring endless imagination.
A frigid chill mingled with the unique mature fragrance of the beautiful woman swept over the room. She appeared as cold and untouchable as an iceberg, yet she anxiously invited Bai Yue Ling into her most private bedcovers.
It was supposed to be just another routine treatment, but for some reason, the three princesses were also quietly waiting nearby, as if they had something to say to Bai Yue Ling.
The three princesses looked at her with distinctly different gazes: Hui Lian’s eyes held deep warmth, along with a hint of encouragement and approval; Xue Long seemed somewhat displeased and awkward, as if she hadn’t yet recovered from the humiliation of her nude dogeza earlier; while Wei Ji narrowed her beautiful eyes with a smile, and from the slits of her gaze, one could faintly sense intense possessiveness and desire.
Bai Yue Ling could only cover her body with both hands, forced to endure the stares of the mother and her three daughters. Because she had fallen into the water earlier, the concealing hollowed-out Hell Pigment had all dissolved away.
Bai Yue Ling knelt on one knee and said respectfully, “I greet Your Maj—ah no, I greet Your Majesty.”
Qing Jin lay on her side upon the bed, her long legs elegantly crossed, and said indifferently, “Just do your job properly. From now on, there’s no need for you to be so formal with me.”
“Understood, Mistress.”
Bai Yue Ling scurried over happily and, under the watchful eyes of the three daughters, cheerfully climbed onto their mother’s bed. However, as she climbed up, her body unconsciously arched backward, and her maid’s short skirt simply couldn’t cover those two pale, jade-like round mounds, giving the three princesses an unintended eyeful.
Hui Lian merely glanced once, then politely closed her eyes, appearing unmoved, but the flush that swept across her face betrayed that her inner thoughts were far from calm. Wei Ji, on the other hand, kept her gaze locked on without blinking, making no effort to hide her instinctive longing, her breathing even growing slightly quickened.
Compared to her two sisters, Xue Long was much better off—only she, out of “kindness,” spoke up to “remind” Bai Yue Ling—
“Why is there a handprint on your butt?” Xue Long asked with a frown.
Hearing this, Bai Yue Ling, who was standing on her tiptoes with her thighs raised as she climbed the bed, froze mid-motion.
Damn it. I was too busy guarding the front and forgot to guard the back.
Hearing those words, even Hui Lian secretly opened one eye and took a closer look.
She thought it was just slightly flushed skin, but it turned out to be the shape of a handprint after all.
Qing Jin frowned slightly. “What handprint?”
“N-nothing.” Bai Yue Ling reached back to tug at her skirt hem and climbed onto the bed in one go. “It must be that Princess Xue Long saw wrong.”
Xue Long’s brows shot up sharply, and she was about to say something when Hui Lian covered her mouth.
This blunt little idiot of a sister… can’t she save Little White some face? What if Little White gets upset and refuses to treat Mother? Right now, our royal family is the one in need of her help.
However, as it turned out, Bai Yue Ling’s dignity before the eldest sister wasn’t meant to last either.
Because she had used one hand to pull at her skirt, the hollowed-out front was left without cover, and framed by layers of white gauze, it caught Qing Jin’s eye conspicuously.
Qing Jin’s gaze fixed on the swaying left and right, and after a moment of silence, she said, “Did you deliberately wear this kind of outfit to invite me for a drink?”
Bai Yue Ling cried out in alarm, “No, Mistress, please let me explain—”
“There’s nothing to explain. I have no interest in a little girl like you.” Qing Jin said coolly, “I only need you for your healing abilities. Aside from that, we are nothing more than passing strangers… Just do what you’re supposed to do.”
Phew, so Mistress Qing Jin doesn’t care about these things. Thankfully, my little tail isn’t tucked between my thighs but pressed against my back—otherwise, I’d have been exposed.
This utterly sinful maid outfit has caused me no end of trouble today… In a little while, it’ll reach the 24-hour mark, and then I’ll strip you off immediately!
Bai Yue Ling wiggled her little bottom as she lay atop Qing Jin, pressing both hands on either side of her head, her knees pressed tightly against Qing Jin’s supple, slender waist, locking eyes with those icy crystal-like beautiful starry pupils.
In the depths of that pair of beautiful eyes, Bai Yue Ling saw an unclimbable iceberg—yet that iceberg seemed to hold a trace of anticipation, opening a single passage solely for her, allowing her to venture into the heart of this icy beautiful woman.
Bai Yue Ling took a deep breath, savoring Qing Jin’s uniquely alluring fragrance, and the Dark Corruption power flowed through her gaze into Qing Jin’s heart—
[NPC ‘Qing Jin’s’ Dark Fall Value has increased by 10%. Current Dark Fall Value: 23%.]
Bai Yue Ling parted her small cherry lips slightly, exhaled a turbid breath, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. “All right, this treatment session is complete.”
Qing Jin closed her eyes to introspect and found that the blazing flame in her heart was now shrouded by even more black mist, weakened once again.
She sat up from the bed, parted her long legs, and crawled toward the edge of the bed using all four limbs. Her palms and knees dragged wrinkles across the sheets as she moved, the white gauze swaying with her steps and patting lightly against her round, plump backside.
This lofty queen left her rear completely unguarded to Bai Yue Ling, utterly unaware of how breathtaking a view she was exposing—indeed, even more shameless than Bai Yue Ling had been when climbing onto the bed.
Bai Yue Ling hurriedly crawled along after her, steadying Qing Jin from the side, her fair, jade-like bare soles stepping onto the cold, hard floor.
Qing Jin took a deep breath and, as before, extended her long legs—one step, two steps, three steps… She stepped forward with her right foot, attempting to walk just like last time.
“Huff… huff…” Under the shocked yet delighted gazes of her three daughters, Qing Jin successfully supported herself against the wall and walked a full circle around the room before returning to the bedside, only collapsing limply at the very last moment.
“Haah… haah…”
Qing Jin panted softly, and on that face as pale as a snow-capped mountain, a few faint cherry-red hues surfaced, like cherry blossoms covered in frost.
“I’ve… improved a lot more compared to last time.” Qing Jin said in a low voice, her snow-white strands of hair clinging together from sweat, adding a touch of frailty to this beautiful woman.
“Little White, thank you.” Hui Lian bowed to Bai Yue Ling and smiled. “At this rate of treatment, Mother will soon recover completely.”
“While there’s clear improvement, there’s still quite a distance from full recovery.” Qing Jin said. “The situation in the kingdom has grown increasingly complicated lately. If only the treatment could be completed sooner.”
She looked at Bai Yue Ling, and because of the Dark Corruption, her gaze no longer held that cold detachment that kept others at arm’s length, but had softened somewhat instead.
“Little White, is there a faster method of treatment?” Qing Jin asked.
“Hmm… there actually is one.” Bai Yue Ling blinked her adorable, heavenly eyes. “I wonder… if Mistress would be willing to share a bed with this lowly one?”
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