Volume 2, Chapter 57 – A Better Way to Restore Energy

Several hours later, after Miss Yumo feigned sleepiness, the inner dinner of the Duke Family finally concluded. Subsequently, under the service of a group of maids, the adorable pink-haired girl was led away to wash up and rest while Marquis Xiumu and his wife Afnora returned to their own bedroom after arranging the remaining matters.

Inside the bedroom, Xiumu was naturally filled with joy as he looked at his wife, who was wearing a touching smile for the first time in a long while. After draining two glasses of wine, Xiumu leaned against the windowsill with a sigh of emotion.

“Ah, it really feels like a dream. I never expected Xia’er to actually return.”

“Yes, it is just like a dream,” Afnora nodded slightly from her seat on the bed. “But this is no dream; that girl has truly come back.”

Recalling that timid little girl, the corners of Afnora’s eyes couldn’t help but grow moist. “If Yuan’er knew, she would be very happy too, wouldn’t she?”

“Yuan’er…”

Hearing that name and sensing the sadness in Afnora’s voice, Xiumu’s smile gradually faded as he gazed out the window with a solemn expression. A moment later, the old Marquis slowly turned to look at his wife and spoke in an encouraging tone.

“It’s alright, we will definitely find Yuan’er.”

As he spoke, the old Marquis stepped forward and pulled Afnora into his arms, gently patting her back. “Rest easy, dear. Since Xia’er has returned after four years, Yuan’er will surely be able to return as well. I will definitely find that child and reunite the sisters.”

“Mm…”

Afnora’s unease was significantly soothed by Xiumu’s words as she leaned into her husband’s embrace and nodded slowly. The two leaned against each other in silence for a long time until Afnora had completely calmed down. Only then did the old couple slowly separate.

After letting go of his wife, Xiumu seemed to think of something and looked at Afnora with curiosity. “Dear, speaking of which…”

“What is it?”

“Didn’t you say tonight that you were going to sleep with Xia’er because you were afraid she wouldn’t be used to things after just returning?”

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“Oh, I did say that, yes.”

“Then, are you not going over there?”

Upon hearing this, Afnora smiled and shook her head. “No need. That child is currently in a state of amnesia and still holds a hint of resistance toward me, so I’d better not disturb her.”

There was a slight trace of sadness in Afnora’s voice. After confirming that the pink-haired girl was indeed her granddaughter, Afnora had been longing to become close with her again, wanting to hear her granddaughter call her ‘Grandma’ in that adorable voice. However, Afnora also knew that Xia’er needed time to adapt to her new identity and life.

Some things could not be rushed.

However, Xiumu raised an eyebrow at Afnora’s words. “That may be so, but isn’t Xia’er quite afraid of being alone? Dear, are you really just leaving that child alone in such a large room? Aren’t you afraid she’ll have nightmares?”

“I have naturally considered that.”

“Oh?”

“Therefore, I arranged for Xia’er to share a room with the Chosen Maiden.”

“Hmm? With Miss Mengxi?”

“Yes. It’s clear that the relationship between Xia’er and Miss Mengxi is quite good, so the child shouldn’t feel uneasy sleeping with her.”

Recalling the way her granddaughter clung to Miss Mengxi, Afnora made this judgment. Xiumu also nodded in agreement with his wife’s assessment.

“Indeed, that might be for the best.”

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On the other side, inside Xia’er’s bedroom, Mengxi had just emerged from the bath. Wrapping herself in a thin towel and trailing moisture from her body, she stepped slowly into the room. Her already peerless features and figure, combined with the budding aura of a lotus emerging from water, undoubtedly heightened the young woman’s allure significantly.

Yumo was almost certain that if any man saw Mengxi like this, very few would be able to restrain themselves. Even she couldn’t help but feel her face flush slightly upon seeing Mengxi’s snow-white legs and the plump, tender curves hidden beneath the towel.

However, facing this rare sight of beauty, Miss Yumo didn’t have much energy to appreciate it. From the moment Mengxi entered the room until she finished her bath, the beautiful silver-haired girl’s face had remained expressionless, even slightly gloomy. This made Miss Yumo feel a sense of guilt.

‘Is Mengxi angry?’ Yumo judged inwardly.

‘Uh, well, why would she be angry? Is it because of that cat earlier? That shouldn’t be it, right? Besides, didn’t I already kick that cat back to the cemetery area? Could it be… because I didn’t return to the Guest Reception Hall on time today and somehow ended up with this identity as the Marquis’s granddaughter? Please, it’s not like I wanted this, ugh…’

‘Whatever, I should comfort her first. If Mengxi gets angry and stops letting me follow her, it’ll be a problem. If that happens, I’d probably have to forge a new identity to sneak back in…’

Thinking of this, Miss Yumo, who was drinking juice, slowly hopped off the bed and placed the juice on the nearby coffee table. Afterward, she cautiously walked up to Mengxi, tugged on the other’s small hand, and asked in a cute, pitiful voice.

“Sister Mengxi, what’s wrong?”

Facing the pink-haired girl’s question, Miss Mengxi remained cold and icy. She even directly brushed Yumo’s hand away and crossed her arms over her chest with great displeasure. Clearly, Miss Mengxi was very ‘angry’, which made Yumo feel quite conflicted.

“Sister Mengxi, did I do something wrong?”

“We agreed you would return to the Guest Reception Hall before noon, but where were you?”

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“That… that’s because I was taken away by the Marquis’s people. I didn’t mean to be late.” Yumo’s tone sounded very aggrieved.

“I don’t care!” Mengxi turned her head away willfully. “A broken promise is a broken promise. Besides, you suddenly disappeared; did you want to worry me to death?”

“Is Sister angry?”

“Yes, I am very angry, and the consequences are serious!”

Hearing this, Yumo panicked slightly. The thought that she must soothe Mengxi as quickly as possible rushed into her mind. Consequently, Yumo once again put on a watery-eyed look.

“Wuwu, then… then Sister, what can I do to make you stop being angry?”

Hearing those words, Mengxi slowly turned her head and looked at Yumo with cold eyes. A flash of ‘amusement’ flickered within her pale violet eyes, though it vanished instantly and went unnoticed by Yumo. Then, Mengxi slowly crouched down and looked solemnly at the little girl before her.

“Then promise Sister one thing, and I’ll stop being angry. I also won’t spank your bottom for the time being.”

“Wh-what is it?”

“From now on, be my personal body pillow—the kind that’s available on call. Even when I go to the Ashurmos Church headquarters later, you have to come with me and be my pillow~”

“Eh? This… this, body pillow?”

“Is that not okay?”

“Erm, it’s not that it’s not okay…” Yumo was a bit dazed. She didn’t understand why Mengxi would make such a request with such a serious expression.

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However, before she could figure it out, Mengxi’s urging voice rang in her ears again. “So, is it a yes or a no!”

“Fine, okay…” Yumo said weakly, having been startled.

“Umu~ then it’s a deal!”

Upon receiving Yumo’s affirmative answer, the coldness on Mengxi’s face vanished instantly, replaced once more by a smile as beautiful and bright as a goddess’s. Inwardly, she felt a brief sense of relief. After all, after today’s events, Mengxi had once feared that Yumo would no longer stay by her side and would instead remain with the Duke Family as the Marquis’s granddaughter. If that happened, wouldn’t she lose her important power bank?!

This had made Mengxi feel a slight sense of unease. Although she wasn’t sure what Yumo intended to do in the future, obtaining her promise made Mengxi feel temporarily at ease.

Thinking of this, the young woman breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly stood up. Seeing the juice prepared by the maid on the coffee table, a weary Miss Mengxi directly picked up one of the bottles.

Seeing this, Miss Yumo froze. “Sister, that… that’s mi… mine…”

However, before Yumo could finish, Mengxi had already gulped down the juice. A moment later, Mengxi, holding the juice bottle, frowned slightly.

“You’re saying this is the bottle you were just drinking from?”

“Ye… yes, the other bottle is yours, Sister…” Yumo spoke as she pointed awkwardly at the other brand-new bottle of juice on the coffee table.

In response, Mengxi said nothing. Feeling the energy within her body becoming increasingly powerful, she looked at the mouth of the bottle and then at Yumo’s tender cherry lips. At this moment, Miss Mengxi fell into a strange silence.

Yumo: ?? What’s going on ??

As for our Miss Yumo, she inexplicably felt a premonition of impending doom…