"Oh fuck, facial cleanser."
"I have no regrets in this life."
Feeling his entire face deeply buried in her cleavage and the faint scent of apples, Lynn instantly felt that risking his life today was not too much of a loss.
He secretly took a breath and then reluctantly raised his head.
However, considering the current situation, he moderated his infatuated expression and returned to calm as he looked up.
At this moment, the mask had already fallen off Ivyst, revealing her stunning yet cold face, her expression regaining its usual dignity and resoluteness.
It was as if everything that had happened was just his fantasy.
After all, being an Imperial Princess from childhood, dignity and composure were ingrained in her bones.
After all, Ivyst was not the type of woman who liked hysteria; the crying scene just now was indeed rare in her life.
And now, she had probably recovered from the mental shock.
However, from her slightly red eyes and the ice-cold hand grasping his arm tightly, one could tell that the Princess's mood was far from as calm as it appeared.
"Your Highness, I..."
Lynn was about to say something.
However, the willful woman in front of him played to her strengths again, ignoring his words.
Not only that, but she also roughly pulled open his already tattered clothes, her hands trembling slightly as they moved like cold little snakes all over his body.
She even didn't spare the little nuts.
Of course, this was just to make sure Lynn hadn't suffered irreversible damage.
Hey hey hey, there's a nympho here.
Although somewhat pleasantly surprised, he at least had to consider whether the atmosphere was appropriate.
So, he stepped back, trying to break free from Ivyst's tight embrace, but instead, she grabbed his wrist forcefully.
As if to say, "I won't let you escape."
She squeezed so hard that her nails deeply pierced Lynn's skin.
Yet Ivyst's expression still looked so calm.
Only the occasional passionate flash in the depths of her eyes revealed that she was probably in a highly turbulent state.
She had thought she would fall back into slumber, having already made all the arrangements.
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, it was her beloved "puppy" who lunged forward like a fierce wolf protecting its master, rescuing her from nightmares and despair.
This was something she had never anticipated.
"Come back to the Imperial Capital with me." After a long silence, Ivyst said calmly while gripping Lynn's wrist tightly, "In Glostin, there are many major churches, much more powerful than the backwater of Orn City. And in the hands of some nobles, even in the Royal Treasury, there are Sealed Objects that can solve your current predicament."
"Your Highness, you..."
"It's just the core property of a Level 0 Sealed Object, as long as you are alive, there will always be a way to peel it off."
"Rest assured, no matter the cost, I will cure you."
"Also, I'm not in the mood to hear anything else right now, but once this is over, you need to recount the whole process to me from start to finish."
Ivyst continuously interrupted Lynn, pulling him insistently towards the exit.
As if the moment she let go, this guy would fly off to some place she could never find again.
It seemed that only by this method could she extend the time Lynn stayed by her side.
However, Lynn was not there to listen to Ivyst talk about these things.
He looked at his wrist, now bleeding profusely, and sighed softly, stopping in his tracks.
"If that's the case... wouldn't Your Highness have to humbly ask those damned people?" Lynn replied, "If it means Your Highness has to endure such humiliation, it might be better to kill me."
Flattering words slipped out inadvertently.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn was filled with deep regret.
Do you think this crazy woman's fondness for you isn't high enough yet?
Controlled by the little head again!
He wished he could slap himself.
Sure enough, after hearing Lynn's words, a passionate light flickered in Ivyst's red eyes, and an unusual flush appeared on her originally pale face.
Seeing this, Lynn quickly changed the topic: "Moreover, Your Highness, I was about to die anyway, and you should also..."
Before he could finish, he suddenly found himself forcefully pressed against the wall nearby.
Ivyst leaned down, opened her red lips, and bit into his shoulder.
Accompanied by a warm, moist sensation and a peculiar pain, Lynn felt blood flowing from his shoulder.
However, this crazy woman didn't seem to mind at all; she even extended her tongue to lick up the spilling blood, then slightly tilted her head back and swallowed it all down.
Holy shit, that's twisted!
Lynn was stunned by Ivyst's sudden action.
After finishing, a sick longing flashed in her red eyes, but her tone was very cold: "Since you want to talk, then speak."
"You were let go first to return to the Imperial Capital, but you sneakily jumped off the train and did all these unnecessary things, causing your master worry. I don't recall ever raising such a rebellious puppy."
"This mark, which I left, is a trivial punishment for your actions just described."
"Besides..." Ivyst suddenly grabbed his cheeks forcefully, her hot, sweet breath spilling on Lynn's face, "I've always said, the only person who can let you die in this world is me."