Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

The voice of Helles when he addressed his subordinate was still calm, without any ups and downs, like the recitation of poetry by the Patrol of Heaven, pleasant to the ears.

Then, all the ornaments on Wanda Kahn's body trembled slightly. "Your Majesty!"

This is a misunderstanding, I…I’m leaving now.”

"You are rude." Helles stated her inappropriate behavior in the Rose Castle in a very soft voice. There was no anger or murderous intent in his golden eyes, but Wanda had no doubt that he would suddenly attack and crush her into a ball of bloody mist.

"Please forgive my disrespect, Your Majesty!"

Yu Ci, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for everything that happened just now!"

I won’t disturb your work again, I hope you can forgive my recklessness, you should understand that it is a manifestation of my love for you…” She trembled and suppressed her body’s fear instinct, trying to express her apology gracefully in order to seek a glimmer of hope.

She just forgets it!

How could the fear of Helles Feng that was deeply rooted in his bones be worn away in just five hundred years?

But she is...!

Wanda Kahn's eyes flashed back to the insane battle hundreds of years ago. No! It should be called a one-sided massacre. The seemingly calm prince in front of him was actually a complete lunatic!

This was the first time that Yu Ci saw her mother, who had always been so arrogant in her memory, show such an expression. She couldn't help but wonder how terrifying Helles Feng was.

After all, she was just a 518-year-old little vampire and had never witnessed the glorious achievements of Helles Von.

"I forgive you, Mrs. Kahn. It's almost dawn. Please leave." Yu Ci understood that the woman in front of her was there to support her. Although she had no evidence, the "doting" look she gave her was like that of a young animal...

Yu Ci tried her best to ignore the forbidden images that appeared in her mind.

She was not a saint, but she was her mother after all, and she had been very kind to her, even though she had grown up in countless rules and dogmas during her childhood, and it was her responsibility to succeed the housekeeper of the Rose Castle.

Wanda Kahn quickly disappeared from their sight.

Yu Ci saw Helles change his clothes and was slightly distracted. Did she just spend a wonderful night with her lover? Was it on the bed where they rolled together?

This inexplicable thought made her calm brows slightly frown, and her eyes kept looking at Helles's waist, which was not properly combed. She suppressed the urge to comb her waist carefully and did not really want to touch Helles at this moment.

She is not only a mysophobe, but also a mental mysophobe.

Her plan was successful, but she didn't feel relieved, perhaps because Helles had chosen a romantic lover...

Noble Prince, it’s better to be a little picky.

Yu Ci looked at the morning light that was about to appear on the distant mountain peaks and said, "Your Majesty, good day."

"Good day, Miss Housekeeper."

Eh! ?

Good day, why are you holding my hand?

Please go back to your coffin!

Yu Ci had no time to react before her right hand was forcefully grabbed by the other party.

He held her hand and walked her through the ancient castle where she could walk without getting lost even with her eyes closed. When the morning light was about to penetrate the window and burn them both into a pile of ashes indistinguishable from each other, it passed by the window one by one.

One bright, one dark, one bright...

The top of the distant mountain became brighter and brighter, so bright that it was dazzling to her eyes. Her eyes, which could never shed tears, felt sore and swollen, and her heart, which could never beat, seemed to begin to beat violently. Was it fear or excitement?

Was this the entertainment about death that Helles brought her?

It's thrilling entertainment.

She didn't want to play anymore.

Yu Ci touched her chest, but there was no movement, not even a trace...

Entering Helles' room, Yu Ci looked away and saw that the rose petals she had spread on the bed in the morning had not been moved at all.

She must have been kidnapped by the sense of attachment brought by the blood connection. Why would she care about such insignificant details?

"Miss Housekeeper, I'm sorry for soiling the dress you carefully selected. Please accept my apology." Her tone was lightly soothing, which eased the discomfort that Yu Ci felt when being forced by her mother.

After saying this, Helles placed a ruby ​​as big as a pigeon egg in her palm.

As red as the roses that never fade in the Rose Castle.

The act of giving gems made Yu Ci lose her mind. How... is this a trend?

How come there are people delivering in every world?

She came back to her senses and looked at the gem. This was not a product of the North. It was usually only produced in the Srilan mining area in the territory of Prince Duolun in the West. Moreover, only Prince Duolun could own such a large and translucent gem.

Was it given to Helles by Prince Doron?

At this moment, Prince Duolun, who was beaten almost to death, was transformed into a little bat and lying in the VIP room of the castle.

His courtship ended in the same way as it had five hundred years before, except this time he also lost a vein of gemstones.

"This is too precious, Your Majesty." Yu Ci stretched out her hand and tried to hand it back, but the other party grabbed her wrist and she saw the thin silk scarf on it.

The neatly tied bow on the palm of the hand has two equal lengths on both sides, and the two butterfly wings are also equal in size, which shows that the owner has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As a single vampire who has never had a partner, even if Yu Ci had sex with her lover, it had nothing to do with anyone, let alone a kiss mark on the back of her hand.

But she was inexplicably cowardly. She wanted to take her hand back, but she couldn't.

She had a feeling that she might feel miserable after the bow was undone!

Her premonitions were often accurate.

Yu Ci pulled her wrist down and held the hand on her wrist in her own hand. Taking advantage of the moment when Helles was stunned, she rubbed the white silk scarf with her left hand, then calmly untied the bow and took back her handkerchief.

Everything is seamless.

There was only a trace of lip balm left on the porcelain-white back of the hand, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a lip print. The handkerchief that was almost entirely stained with lip balm was put into the arms, and the other party could not snatch it away without reason.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Helles squeezed the hand that was offered to him, indulged the housekeeper's actions, observed her deeply hidden micro-expressions and emotions, covered his hand with Yu Ci's hand, and gently rubbed the slightly blushing skin with his thumb.

The dance, the hint, the kiss... the scenes of last night were meticulously displayed before her. Helles was not satisfied with the performance of the housekeeper, but she was not angry. She just took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped away all the traces on the back of her hand that should not be left.

She lowered her crow-feather eyelashes, her movements were incredibly gentle, and she looked at the porcelain-white hand with her deep eyes, as if she was admiring her most satisfying treasure.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"It's not polite."/"It's not polite." Two identical words sounded at the same time, and a smile flashed in Helles' eyes.

"You don't have to be so reserved."

Helles is not bloodthirsty when she is calm. It's just that because of her great strength, too many opponents have died at her hands.

"I am your close minister, and this is my duty." The close minister is the prince's most loyal subordinate, her servant, and her believer.

"I'm honored to have your loyalty." Heles pulled Yu Ci, who was one step away from him, over and put his arms around her slender waist with a smile. He held her in his arms and fell under the bed curtain with her back down, with roses falling everywhere.

Yu Ci's pupils shrank. In the moment of weightlessness, she almost wanted to break free from this strong embrace, but she endured it...

She is the prey in the spider web. The more she struggles, the tighter she will be entangled, and finally there will be no escape.

After maintaining order at the ball all night, her meticulously tied hair came loose in the ups and downs just now, and a strand of hair happened to fall on Helles' neck.

Black and white, the ultimate collision.

Yu Ci felt an itchy feeling in her teeth. She turned her eyes away and spoke in a weaker tone, "Your Majesty, I... am your close minister!"

She emphasized the word "close minister", not your lover.

"But you are also my relative."

Half a minute later, Yu Ci, who was left with only her underwear and sleeping in Helles' arms like a pillow, was still awake.

Being embraced by a superior person of the bloodline feels very safe, like a bird's eggshell, a mother's womb, and a warm bed...

The cold body could strangely feel relaxed and happy, but Yu Ci couldn't be happy. No one would be happy if being used as a pillow, right?

What does she mean?

Seduction? Or possession?

Her heart was in turmoil...