The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

Chapter 8 A loving mother and a filial daughter

"You finally woke up. Can I call you Lor?" The person came with a gentle and charming smile. After opening the curtains, he sat down beside Lor's bed.

Lor stared in amazement at the woman who was approaching him. She was quite tall, and it was estimated that she was at least a head taller than him.

Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, with a heroic look between her eyebrows. Her long red hair hung down on the quilt. When she sat beside Lor's bed, he could smell the scent of blood coming from her.

The aroma of bloodthorn.

When Lor was young, he accompanied his parents to meet a Grand Duke's Thorn Knight. The cold and noble knight had such a smell, but it was far less strong than the smell of the woman in front of him.

The sunlight shines through the windowsill onto the woman, casting a layer of golden tassels on her cold face.

"You, you... who are you and where is this place?"

Luo Er was in a trance for a long time before he suddenly realized that in this world, women are respected and men and women are reversed in some concepts. Being alone in a room with a woman, lying on the bed and being approached by a strange woman, this is very bad.

So she struggled to get up, but as she got up, the fluffy quilt slipped off, revealing the ivory white skin underneath, revealing a glimpse of her spring scenery.

"Ah," Lor then realized that he was naked and was almost seen naked by the woman in front of him. After a short exclamation, he quickly pulled the quilt to cover his body and retreated to the corner.

"Heh," the woman did not avoid at all. Instead, she looked at Lor's reaction with interest, looking up and down at Lor's flawless face, then moving down to his delicate collarbone.

"Don't be too nervous, I've seen it all," the woman commented with a playful smile, "She's developing very well!"

After saying this, he smacked his lips as if savoring the taste.

"who are you!"

Lor blushed and didn't know what to do. He could only grab the quilt tightly and yell at the woman.

"Me, I'm Ilandani."

The woman smiled at Lor's angry expression, "You are in the Palace of Thorns now. This is my room."

"Your Highness..."

Even though the people of the Islamic family lived on the border all year round and rarely had the opportunity to come to the Territory of Thorns to meet the Grand Duke, Lor had still heard of the name of the Grand Duke's daughter.

The succession of the Grand Duke has always been mysterious. During the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Period, no Grand Duke had any offspring. But when they grew old, a new lord would always appear, take over the crown of thorns, and complete the transition of power.

After a brief shock, Lor found that something was wrong. Ilandani was not satisfied with sitting on the edge of the bed. She easily kicked off her boots, turned over and climbed onto Lor's bed.

She was approaching like a female beast hunting, and Lor had already retreated to the corner of the bed, with fear all over her pretty face, and she shouted loudly,

"No, don't come over here. Even if you are a lord, it is too rude!"

"Disrespectful?" Ilandani murmured softly, "There are even more disrespectful things." After saying that, she was about to lift the quilt off Lor's body.

In desperation, Lor subconsciously raised his leg and kicked the naughty woman, but unexpectedly she grabbed his ankle.

Lor's feet were not big, but had excellent proportions and were beautifully shaped like they were carved from ice jade. His slightly pink nails trembled with his toes, attracting Ilandani's attention. She was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, Lor's face turned red and he tried to pull his foot back, but Ilandani held it tightly.

Could this naive woman be serious?

"You, you, you bastard!" Lor was at a loss and blurted out, "I am the man I want to give to the Grand Duke."

After saying this, Lor felt so ashamed. It was over. He was completely brainwashed by this female-dominated world.

When Ilandani heard this, her cold eyes condensed, and she suddenly increased the strength of holding Lor's ankle. Lor cried out in pain.

"pain."

"Could it be that I can't enjoy what that lunatic can enjoy?"

Ilandani did not let go, but played with Lor's little feet more wantonly, but the expression on her face became cold.

Lor felt pain and tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, with a look of pain and pleading appearing on his pretty face.

Ilandani actually found the boy's frail appearance particularly endearing. She licked her lips and slightly loosened the shackles on Lor's feet.

But before Lor could breathe a sigh of relief, Ilandani suddenly pulled hard with the hand that was holding Lor's ankle, causing Lor to lie back on the bed, and then sat astride him across the quilt.

One hand pinched Lor's neck, and the thumb raised up to make Lor, who was pressed on the bed, raise his head.

"You don't seem to know what you're facing. You don't think you can become a duke?"

Ilandani looked down at the alluring young man beneath her. Seeing him being pinned down by her and unable to struggle, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction strangely emerging in her heart.

It is indeed a rare beauty.

Lor felt the hot touch on his body. The fragrance of the opposite sex made his body begin to feel hot and unbearable, and a blush gradually climbed up his neck.

"I didn't want to be a duke. The Grand Duke ordered me to serve her." Lor said stiffly.

"Then do you know where all the men who entered the palace to serve my mother have gone?" Yilandani asked grimly. Lor shook his head blankly.

"You must have heard some rumors before," Yilandani revealed the answer.

"My mother, the current Grand Duke of Thorns, has completely fallen into madness. Anyone who gets close to her will be taken as blood food and will die after being sucked dry of blood by her."

"And you are the next blood sacrifice."

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