Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

Yu Xingyue noticed something and turned to ask Franlotte: "What's wrong?"

Fran is relatively obedient, not at all like Levi who is unruly and annoying to look at.

At most, he is a little quiet.

"Nothing." Franlot curled up as if to hide something, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

Their current relationship was strange. This was not what he wanted to see.

After hearing this, Yu Xingyue wanted to pull him apart so that he could take a closer look at where he was feeling uncomfortable.

Franlot avoided his gaze and pulled the quilt higher, taking advantage of the situation and letting Yu Xingyue act like a sex-hungry ghost.

They pulled back and forth for several times, and suddenly a messenger's report came from the door, from the king.

Yu Xingyue hurriedly stuffed Franlotte into the quilt to cover himself up, fearing that he would be seen by others, and felt very guilty.

It's like a guilty thief.

But he changed his mind and thought, what is there to be afraid of? Even if he did it, what would the difference be? So he just walked down and opened the door.

Then came the shocking news—"The King is dead!"

It was so sudden that Yu Xingyue almost didn't react and thought he had heard it wrong: "What?!"

The messenger repeated it, and then said: "You are needed to be present to mourn and bless the new king's succession to the throne."

There was so much information that Yu Xingyue was a little dazed.

He always felt like he was missing something, probably because he was too out of touch with things and didn't have a strong sense of connection with himself.

"Okay, I'll go later." He agreed.

Then he walked into the room and found that Franlot had stood up and was standing aside waiting for his instructions. He didn't know how much he had heard.

"You go too." Yu Xingyue decided to take them with him.

Why hasn’t Levi finished washing his clothes yet? It takes so long to wash a piece of clothing. He is really useless and of no use at all.

Does he have to go find it himself?

Yu Xingyue, filled with anger, rushed to where Levi was.

He was still washing, rubbing clumsily with his hands. The clothes were like rags in his hands, all covered with white foam, covering up some of his crimes.

Yu Xingyue approached silently from behind, which scared Levitra, as if he had done something wrong.

He stood up straight in fear, and Yu Xingyue scolded him: "Why haven't you finished washing yet?"

After seeing who was coming and the current situation, Levier stopped panicking and calmed down. He put on his usual expression of asking for a slap: "Then you come and wash it?"

If he had come earlier, he could have seen something even more exciting.

Of course Yu Xingyue refused to do it: "This is your job, and you want to push it to me? Hurry up, hurry up!"

He wanted to bring the old king's original forces over to show them off. Although not many people might know about it, it would satisfy his secret pleasure.

The old king's death was so sudden that even he himself probably did not expect it, so he did not have time to arrange his funeral.

However, even though it was not very polite, Yu Xingyue still wanted to say that it was a good thing he died.

Keeping him the way he is won't bring anything, instead he will only do things that are harmful to the world.

Yu Xingyue had been displeased with him for a long time, and he still remembered his sticky, disgusting and turbid eyes. He would be punished for his evil deeds.

After Yu Xingyue got dressed, he set out for the palace.

He was on the side of the Pope and had relatively few contacts with the king. Most of the time, they were just going through the motions, and everyone knew it.

They were in no position to interfere with the king's death this time. Yu Xingyue felt that Norn was not so idle and there must be other reasons.

After all, their interests have not been seriously infringed, and the number of stakeholders who are more anxious than them can be counted on one’s fingers.

Especially since the new emperor couldn't wait to take office, the answer was already clear.

Just as he expected, when he arrived at the scene, he found that this was more like a celebration of the new king's succession than a memorial service for the old king.

Few people were truly mourning; they were all wiping away their tears hypocritically, which was enough to show the character of the old king.

It's actually a bit sad.

The old king died suddenly, and the new king was anxious to secure the throne. It would be strange to say that there was nothing wrong with the inside story.

All the criticisms were directed at the old king's previously unpopular son, who was now sitting on the throne, looking very young and energetic.

Everyone present saw what was in his mind as clearly as a mirror, but no one was foolish enough to expose it.

During this awkward handover moment, the other party had great psychological quality and did not feel awkward at all, and continued to sit there quietly.

As soon as Yu Xingyue came in, he easily attracted everyone's attention, and the people he brought with him became his foils.

His attire was clearly plain and did not steal the spotlight, but it was tinged with brilliance because of his face, which had a soft pearly color.

As he walked towards me with his brows lowered and his eyes closed, his temperament became even more transcendent and compassionate. His long swan neck drooped, but he still maintained a good posture.

Just like... just like that little widow.

Many people had such outrageous associations in their minds.

Wherever he passed, no one dared to breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing something.

The pink rose-colored lips became the only bright color on his body, and became the focus of countless gazes.

It was a somewhat presumptuous look.

People often suspected that he was chosen as the Son of God because of his good looks, but seeing Norn's face dispelled such doubts.

Norn was indeed as handsome as a god, and no one dared to question the superiority of his appearance. It was a pity that the sense of oppression was too strong, making people dare not look at him for too long and could not raise their heads in front of him.

Smart people would settle for the second best and set their eyes on the Son of God, who is equally as good but has a much gentler temperament, and they are almost glued to him.

Yu Xingyue himself didn't care much about other people's eyes. He had a calm expression. He had seen such occasions many times.

But there is still something new about the new king.

He looked over inquiringly, unaware that the other person's hawk-like sharp eyes were also locked on him.

They looked at each other from a distance, and he even nodded and smiled to signal.

The new king looked little like his father, except for his blue eyes.

The difference is that his is much purer, deeper, and full of ambition.

Seems to be very interested in Yu Xingyue.

Nuo En stopped Yu Xingyue at the right time and said, "Come here, my child."

So their eyes shifted away, and Yu Xingyue followed his instructions and stood behind him.

Norn stroked his head as a reward, and his tall body coincidentally blocked all the prying glances that were cast at him.

Despite this, those gazes still lingered, unwilling to be withdrawn.

Yu Xingyue felt that the relationships in which he usually held a superior position were reversed, creating a sense of confusion.

He glanced at Levi and Franlotte, and unexpectedly met his gloomy eyes, which seemed to contain some suppressed emotions.

Yu Xingyue lowered his eyelashes.

There was a clear distinction between the two factions, which led to a situation of hidden confrontation.

Levi had never felt so far away from each other.