The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

"I'm sorry, no." Hilda shrugged her shoulders, without any apology on her face. As the emperor of the empire, only others could visit or greet her.

An Ning looked at her coolly, and suggested: "Then you really should study hard."

Hilda raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly: "Iris, is this how you talk to the empress whom everyone admires?"

An Ning looked at her very coldly: "No, I'm talking to someone who broke into my office."

Hilda sighed, clutched her chest and said, "Hey...you broke my heart."

An Ning's pretentious expression was too much to see, and he didn't want to make false claims with her, so he cut to the chase and said, "What exactly is your Majesty coming here for?"

Today, Hilda, as the emperor, came to inspect the work of the Ministry of Justice, and now it was lunch break, and logically speaking, Hilda should rest in the lounge specially prepared for her, instead of appearing in Anning's office.

She came alone, even dodging the accompanying Royal Guard.

Hilda leaned on the sofa, moved her nose, took a deep breath, smelled the unusual smell in the air, and asked with consideration in her eyes: "I don't know which bastard marked my young general, I shouldn't Come to ask?"

The three words bastard are extremely harsh. Thomas is not that kind of person. An Ning frowned and corrected: "First, he is not a bastard; second, I am not yours."

Hilda smiled and said, "Why aren't you mine anymore? We are the CP of the Empire recognized by the people."

"You should thank the public relations department for this. If the people knew that their majesty is a fool, the empire would have changed its dynasty a long time ago."

Facing An Ning's relentless vicious remarks, Hilda said nonchalantly: "Alpha, you can't hang yourself on an omega. I'm just playing around with them. You just need to know that you are the most important one in my heart." gone."

Proper quotations from scumbags, An Ning often sees them, and rolled her eyes at her: "Save these words and tell the little lover in your bed."

"Hey... so indifferent." Hilda began to pretend to be sad again, sniffed her nose, and said, "It's different to be marked, look at this strong pheromone smell, he licks all over your body Yet?"

An Ning never concealed the fact that he was marked, but since only he could smell Thomas' pheromone, no one except Maureen knew that he had been marked.

When the Empress mentioned this matter just now, he thought it was Maureen who told her, but Hilda kept making sniffing movements, as if the truth was not what he thought.

Could it be that Hilda could also smell Thomas' pheromone?

An Ning asked uncertainly, "Can you smell it?"

Hilda laughed and said, "Why can't I? Your house smells like strawberries, so sweet. Iris, what kind of alpha did you find?"

Strawberry...

An Ning was taken aback. He had never told anyone about the smell of Thomas' pheromone, so Hilda could really smell it.

Why can she smell it too?

Hilda waited for a while, but there was no answer from An Ning. She bent her index finger and tapped twice on the armrest of the sofa: "Did you think about my feelings in front of me when you thought about your little cutie?"

The strawberry-flavored pheromone made Hilda automatically attribute the unknown alpha to a cutie.

A few centimeters taller than An Ning, Thomas, who has a strong physique, is really cute in terms of his sticky personality and silly smile, although he is a war scum.

An Ning did not correct Hilda on this adjective, but asked coldly: "Why should I consider your feelings."

"My young general jūn has changed." Hilda shook her head sadly, "What kind of person is he?"

An Ning continued to ask: "Why should I tell you?"

"I can find out if you don't tell me." Hilda looked straight into his eyes, with some amusement at the corner of her mouth, "You know, there is usually only one result for the people I target."

Although Hilda is an alpha, she is a guy who doesn't care about meat and vegetables, and there are many alphas and betas among the people she has slept with.

It is probably related to the earlier death of the first emperor, no one dared to control her, and could not control her.

Once someone taught her a few words, she said that the throne should belong to her younger brother who died young, not hers, and she said that she wanted to quit, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.

Over the years, if it wasn't for the fact that the House of Lords, who had been appointed in danger, had been hiding her for her, Hilda's indulging in sensuality, and her indiscreet nature of not caring about state affairs would have been known to the world long ago.How can there be the current image of infinite charm, benevolence and closeness to the people.

Fortunately, Hilda is fatuous and fatuous, but she is willing to cooperate with the House of Lords, so no mistakes are made, and the empire has always been peaceful and peaceful.

The officials discussed this matter in private, wishing that the empress would get married as soon as possible, give birth to a new heir, and retrain her.

As a result, the Empress slept with one person after another, each one seemed to be true love, but none of them lasted more than a month.

Just when the officials didn't even care about the identity of the other party, and would rather the empress casually grow an omega's belly, no matter how bad it is for beta, as long as she married her son, the empress of the empire actually played with alpha.

It's head-scratching.

In the end, it was rare for the House of Commons, which disliked each other, to reach a unified opinion. There was only one requirement for Hilda, to be the mascot of the empire.

As a result, the mascot spreads love even more brazenly.

An Ning doesn't care who she spreads to, but it can't be his alpha: "Those who touch me, you have only one result."

"Are you threatening me?" This surprised Hilda, "I'm more and more curious about what kind of cutie inspires your desire to protect."

Sometimes people are like this, full of infinite curiosity about unknown information, and Hilda's desire to control is stronger than ordinary people.

This kind of person, usually on the premise of knowing each other clearly, will lose interest in the other party.

Just like everyone thinks that he and Hilda are the number one CP in the empire, in fact, Hilda doesn't have much interest in An Ning.

Because I know it too well, there are no surprises.

An Ning knew her well, and after fully expressing her possessive desire for her alpha and letting her know that Thomas couldn't touch her, she didn't mind revealing some irrelevant information to Hilda.

"He's younger than me."

Hilda laughed: "I knew it. Well, let me guess, how much younger is he than you. Ten years old?"

An Ning glanced at her: "I'm not you, I won't even let the children go."

"Oh, so five years old?"

"Six years old."

Hilda's smile deepened, and a certain nerve was touched: "I remember that you are also six years younger than me."

"Yes."

"Then he's 12 years younger than me." Hilda brushed her neat short hair, "He's the same age as my unlucky brother who died early, what a child." Rarely did she have a sense of propriety, "What does he do?"

"teacher."

"It's no wonder she's a cutie when she's with innocent students who are not deeply involved in the world every day." From Hilda's answer, she could already hear that she was not interested in Thomas, but she was obviously more interested in another thing, the topic of conversation. Turning around, he asked, "There are so many fans of your brain in jūn, how can you accept that the great general in their minds will be marked with a strawberry-flavored cutie?"

"They don't know."

Hilda asked in surprise, "Is their nose broken?"

"No." An Ning said, "Besides me, you are the first person to smell his pheromone."

"..." Hilda was stunned and paused before recovering her voice, "Iris, are you blind?"

A trace of coldness flashed in An Ning's eyes: "You are not allowed to slander him."

"I am telling the truth."

Under An Ning's angry gaze, Hilda dropped this sentence and walked away depressed.

That night, the first thing Hilda did when she returned to the palace was to call the chief chamberlain.

Wearing a black tuxedo and a pair of white gloves, the head servant stood in front of her and said respectfully, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Check someone for me."

"who?"

Hilda curled her mouth, her eyes were full of calculations: "Rival in love."