Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 162

Chapter 162

A newlywed noble couple on their honeymoon had taken many photos with a Magic Camera at the Fountain Square in Rose Town.

The couple sent the photos to the Royal Post, hoping their sweet travels would be featured in the latest issue.

As it turned out, after receiving the photos, the Royal Post discovered a piece of incredibly shocking gossip in the corner of one of the pictures.

The Royal Post cropped the corner and enlarged it, making it the headline of their latest issue.

Madam Constance could not suppress the wide grin on her face.

She grabbed Bartholomew’s arm and thrust the newspaper right in front of her, her finger repeatedly pointing at the large headline.

And, of course, at the image occupying the very center of the page.

“Is this true?”

Madam Constance asked immediately, her voice brimming with anticipation.

Beili glanced at the photo in the newspaper-

Although it had been cropped and enlarged, and the fact that it was taken at night made the image somewhat blurry, it still clearly captured two figures embracing and kissing on a bench.

“It’s fake,”

She said calmly, her heart steady and her face unblushing.

“Don’t try to fool your mother-”

Madam Constance obviously didn’t believe her.

She double-checked that the paper in her hand was indeed the Royal Post and whispered, “The Royal Post never publishes fake photos…”

Then, her excited voice suddenly rose.

“So the people in this photo are you and the Second Prince, right, darling!”

“No.”

She continued to deny it.

“It’s definitely you, Luoluo-”

Madam Constance pointed at the two people in the picture.

“Even though only half of the face is visible, with that familiar hair, it must be you. Of course a mother would recognize her own daughter. Oh, and the Second Prince-his style of dress is also very easy to identify…”

“Fine, the photo is real.”

She conceded, her voice very soft.

“Mother knew it-so the Second Prince is actually your lover?”

Madam Constance was so excited she was becoming incoherent. Her eyes shone with an alarming brightness as she looked at Bartholomew, her soul practically flickering with the fire of gossip.

A second later, that gossip-hungry soul paused.

“Wait…”

Because she suddenly remembered Bartholomew seemed to have mentioned that the Second Prince… wanted to pursue Susanna?

“He isn’t.”

The young girl sighed, answering the woman’s question.

After a long moment, she blinked her red eyes and added, “Not for now.”

“Oh…”

Madam Constance drew out the ‘oh’ with a voice full of doubt.

Youth is truly… a bit complicated.

However, as someone who had seen it all, Madam Constance naturally wouldn’t be shocked by these little affairs of the heart.

After all, dramas like ‘he loves her, she loves him, he loves her’ played out frequently in Noble circles.

She only cared about her Luoluo.

“Luoluo, do you like him?”

Madam Constance pointed at the figure in the Black Robe in the newspaper photo.

“No.”

The girl denied it instantly.

“Then… maybe a little?”

Madam Constance asked again, phrasing it differently.

“…”

This time, the girl did not deny it immediately.

She glanced at the photo in the newspaper and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, then closed it again.

She still didn’t deny it.

Madam Constance could see it now-it turned out her precious daughter liked… well, slightly liked that Second Prince of the Royal Family whose origins were unknown.

Madam Constance chuckled inwardly. She gestured behind her, and after a servant moved a chair into place, she smoothed her skirt and sat down before bringing up another matter with Bartholomew:

“Darling, those Nobles who support Cyril have been frequently inviting your father and me to their salons lately. They keep mentioning one thing: a proposal to announce your engagement at Cyril’s Coming-of-Age Ceremony.”
Beili: …

Could this matter not just pass quietly?

“Then, what does Father think?”

“Your father? What he thinks doesn’t matter, Luoluo. Most importantly, what do you think?”

“Can I think whatever I want?”

“Of course, darling. Mama hopes you can be with the person you like.”

Madam Constance gave a doting smile. “Of course, Mama also hopes you have good taste and find someone handsome.”

However, she suddenly remembered that she had never seen the Second Prince. She also recalled the rumors circulating quietly in Noble circles that the Second Prince was hideous and had some terrible, contagious skin disease…

…Whatever Luoluo likes is good!

Thus, she quickly changed her tune and added, “Oh, of course, they don’t necessarily have to be that handsome…”

“What if… that person is a bad person?”

“Oh-darling, you’re being too cute.”

Madam Constance said with a laugh:

“There’s no such thing as an absolute bad person. Everyone is just fighting for their own interests. The winners call themselves the good guys and the losers the bad guys. Don’t read those storybooks dreamt up by commoners. Look at how they portray the distinguished Nobles; it’s all just their wild imagination. If they had power and money, Mama thinks they would do even more terrifying things.”

“In short, as long as it’s someone Luoluo likes, they are someone the Constance Family supports.”

Madam Constance declared the Butterfly Family’s stance without hesitation.

If the Duke were listening nearby, he would probably have fainted on the spot.

The Butterfly Family had always remained neutral. Although the Butterfly Family’s territory was sparsely populated, the mines they owned ensured they didn’t need to depend on any other power.

“Then, what if he…”

She paused for several seconds before barely forcing out the last few words, “…doesn’t like me?”

Madam Constance looked surprised.

Beili could almost see the thoughts in the woman’s heavily lined eyes: ‘My Luoluo is like a sparkling, dazzling ruby. Who wouldn’t like her?’ and ‘Anyone who dares to say they don’t like her must be blind!’

“It’s not that he doesn’t like me…” Her ears felt a bit hot, though she maintained an air of nonchalance. “He said he doesn’t know. To me, that sentence means he doesn’t like me.”

“Oh…”

Oh… how innocent.

The woman couldn’t help but reach out and pinch the girl’s cheek, which was currently wearing a sneer of disdain.

She thought Bartholomew was simply adorable.

Bartholomew pouring her heart out like this really made her heart melt.

“…”

Beili let Madam Constance knead her face like a kitten for a good while. Her original anger and icy aura vanished without a trace.

All that remained was a look of helplessness.

“Mother, so my engagement with Cyril can be canceled, right?”

She brought the subject back while turning her face away to escape the woman’s hands.

“Oh, certainly. Although this engagement was personally set by His Majesty the King, it ultimately depends on your and Prince Cyril’s wishes. After all, Prince Cyril is a man of strong convictions. There are many things even the King cannot force him to do.”

So she had to go talk to Cyril about this.

Cyril was practically wishing for her to disappear; she had every reason to believe he wanted to marry her even less.

It just so happened that the next step of her plan was to open Cyril’s Dream Domain.

Therefore, the next time she went to the Imperial Palace, she would take the opportunity to settle this matter with Cyril.

In truth, Beili’s current Mana was already sufficient to open Cyril’s Dream Domain.

Ashera’s Mana should also be able to rewind time within the dream.

The reason Beili hadn’t gone to the Imperial Palace immediately was, of course, because of what had happened at the end in Rose Town.

Until that Stinky Goat figured things out and came to find her, she would not take the initiative to seek him out.

Absolutely not-