Adrian Yarrow looked at her, unmoving, but Mona Shangguan could clearly see the hint of heat in his eyes. Knowing her approach was working, she felt a surge of joy and boldly wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his.
Adrian Yarrow did not reject her and let Mona Shangguan unfasten his robes. Right now, he needed to distract himself, not think about what would happen to Morgan Shangguan. The decision was made—he would not allow himself any hesitation!
Damien Gray watched the scene unfold, the corners of his lips curling into a sly, cold smile. The amusement in his eyes was the look of someone who had just devised a scheme—satisfaction mingled with anticipation, though no one noticed!
"Brother Crown Prince..." Mona Shangguan clung to Adrian Yarrow, twisting her body, her eyes filled with longing as she gazed up at him.
Damien Gray's face darkened; he wanted to walk away immediately, but Adrian Yarrow was facing him. Adrian's strength was not to be underestimated—any movement would be noticed. Thinking of Morgan Shangguan still waiting to watch the show, Damien sighed inwardly. To avoid alarming them, he had to swallow his discomfort and endure!
He, the Ghost King, had always acted without restraint—when had he ever been so humiliated, forced to watch such a scene? When he returned, he would definitely demand extra compensation for this indignity!
Damien Gray watched the two entangled together and sighed again. Born of the same mother, why was his own consort so alluring, while Mona Shangguan was so repulsive?
At last, the two were finally finished. Damien Gray snorted inwardly—if they dared to do it again, he would make sure they understood just how serious the consequences would be!
He looked up just in time to see Adrian Yarrow push Mona Shangguan away, dress himself, and turn to leave. Mona, feeling wronged, burst into tears, watched Adrian walk off, then angrily kicked the stone bench. The next moment, she cried out in pain, squatted down, and hugged her foot, sobbing miserably.
She truly suspected that Silvermoon Kingdom was her nemesis. Otherwise, why did she keep falling ill since arriving here? Her heart trouble hadn't healed, and now her whole body reeked. Judging by these two incidents, it seemed that every time she got intimate with Brother Crown Prince, this happened. Although Adrian Yarrow said nothing, who could like a woman who stank all over? Maybe Brother Crown Prince would never want her again!
Morgan Shangguan gazed at him, half-smiling. "So, after admiring a beauty disrobing, Your Highness still feels wronged?" she asked softly.
Prince Damien held her close, nibbling playfully at her, and laughed. "If that beauty is my Princess Consort, I wouldn't feel wronged at all!"
Morgan Shangguan closed her eyes and nestled into his arms. "What do you plan to do?" she asked.
Prince Damien curled his lips. "Tomorrow, Princess Consort, you should pay a visit to Prince Julian's Manor."
Morgan Shangguan shot him a glance, seeing his mysterious demeanor, and chose not to press further.
Prince Damien laughed. "Since Princess Consort has no objections, hurry and make it up to me!" Before Morgan could refuse, he took matters into his own hands and demanded his compensation.
The next day, Prince Damien and his Princess Consort swaggered onto the carriage and headed straight for Prince Julian's Manor.
Inside the carriage, Morgan Shangguan glanced at Prince Damien. "Why are you coming along?" she asked.
Prince Damien held her and smiled. "Of course, I'm here to accompany my Princess Consort!"
"Your Highness, Prince Damien and Princess Consort have arrived!"
"Hmm?" Prince Ethan's eyes grew thoughtful. Why would Damien Gray come at this time?
Entering the hall, Damien Gray cradled Morgan Shangguan in his arms as if she were a treasure. Prince Ethan looked at Morgan, his gaze complicated, then quickly looked away and took a seat. He glanced at Damien and asked, "What brings my third royal brother to Prince Julian's Manor today?"
Damien Gray played with Morgan Shangguan's hair and smiled. "Second brother, can't I visit without a reason?"
Though Prince Ethan remained courteous, his words carried a subtle edge. Morgan Shangguan let the two spar, her mind racing with guesses about Damien Gray's intentions.
Prince Ethan couldn't help but frown. Had Damien Gray come to Prince Julian's Manor just to stir up trouble? Was he planning to break all pretense?
A gentle smile lingered on Damien Gray's face, making it impossible to guess his true intentions.
Prince Ethan realized that the threat was only incidental—Damien Gray's true purpose was to let Adrian Yarrow witness the drama he wanted. But whether things would turn out as he wished, that was another matter entirely.
Inside the Shadow Court, Morgan Shangguan toyed with the beautiful crystal-blue blossoms, her eyes thoughtful. Suddenly, her lips curved in a faint smile as she leaned back into a warm chest. With a soft laugh, she asked, "Did Your Highness discover something?"
Damien Gray wrapped an arm around her waist, turned her head, and kissed the corner of her lips. "I discovered something that made me angry," he said.
Morgan Shangguan turned and embraced his waist, looking up at him with a raised brow and a teasing smile. "What could possibly make Your Highness so angry?"
Damien Gray didn't answer her question. A mysterious gleam flashed in his eyes and his lips curled into an enigmatic smile. He spoke softly, "Morgan, this performance will be spectacular—I promise you."
Morgan Shangguan laughed lightly. "What scheme is Your Highness plotting now?"
Damien Gray kissed her lips, whispering, "It's a secret for now. Leave the rest to me—all you need to do is cooperate a little, Princess Consort."
Morgan Shangguan raised her brow, her arms circling his neck. She pressed her lips to his and laughed softly, "Is Your Highness planning to seduce Prince Julian yourself?" Her gaze was teasing, and her fingers traced lightly over the back of his neck—a casual gesture that nonetheless made Damien Gray's heart race.
Damien Gray gave a wicked smile and whispered, "Right now, I want to seduce my Princess Consort." With that, he scooped her up and carried her into the room.
Inside the room, a faint voice of complaint could be heard. "Morgan, you have no idea how pitiful I am—my eyes have been polluted..." After a string of grievances, the voice concluded, "You must make it up to me!"
Damien Gray frowned slightly. The scent was truly unpleasant, but thanks to it, he was spared the poison! He knew very well that Mona Shangguan must have been poisoned. He glanced at her, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, then vanished in a blur—Mona never even noticed.