[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th":3,"chapter-after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-chapter-56":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","After Gender Transformation, I Was Adjusted by the System into the Demon Queen’s Strongest Maid",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1333014,1773,"Chapter 56 : Coward","after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-chapter-56",56,"\u003Cp>Chapter 56: Coward\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand hovered in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than two centimeters away from Lilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Lilia, who had just opened her eyes, that hand was ten thousand times more terrifying than the gaping, blood-soaked maw of a Cerberus from hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Queen’s hand was aimed at her neck… or her skull?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she about to strike?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she had actually committed the grave offense of treating the noble Queen as a Human Body Pillow and slept with her the entire night?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her brain could process these complicated thoughts, her survival instinct had already taken over her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thud!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia rolled off the bed like a lazy donkey, scrambling and tumbling onto the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her knees slammed hard against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even dare to lift her head—her forehead pressed directly against the cold floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, spare me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words fired out like a machine gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was just too tired last night! I only wanted to warm Your Majesty’s feet at first, but somehow I… I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat poured down Lilia’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…passed out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deathly silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia lay prone on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand just now definitely wanted to strangle her, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she had woken up even half a second later, those beautiful nails would have probably already pierced into her carotid artery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had nearly become the first transmigrator in history to be executed for oversleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no movement from the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia carefully lifted her eyelids just a sliver, her gaze trailing along the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tassels hanging from the bedside remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those beautifully shaped legs that had been pinned beneath her just moments ago also did not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera sat on the bed, frozen in that same outstretched position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand, which had originally intended to touch Lilia’s cheek, now awkwardly hovered in midair, the fingertips slightly curled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no warmth, no soft skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Hera’s golden eyes, which had just regained clarity, an extremely complicated emotion flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a trace of… hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had dodged it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who had held her tightly in that nightmare last night, whispering “I won’t leave” into her ear—was that nothing more than a fleeting illusion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality was that she was a tyrant feared by all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Lilia was merely a lowly human maid, a “pet” forced to please her just to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a slight lift of her hand, this little one would be scared out of her wits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she only wanted to… pat her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera’s lips pressed into a straight line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slowly withdrew her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was stiff, even somewhat hurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand fell back to her side, gripping the bedsheet tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silk wrinkled under her grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even colder than the morning breeze outside the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flat and emotionless, as if the person who had just tried to reach out wasn’t her at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia trembled on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t dare move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t want to say it a second time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera’s voice rose slightly, carrying her usual pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia sprang up as if electrocuted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lowered her head, hands folded in front of her, her gaze locked onto her toes, not daring to breathe loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her like a quail, Hera felt an inexplicable irritation rise in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the urge to explain was forcibly swallowed back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she was the Queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You stayed lying there so long. Do you like sticking to the floor that much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera suddenly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia froze, not understanding. “Ah?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera turned her head away, no longer looking at her, casually brushing her long hair by her ear to hide the awkwardness of her hand just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or do you think my bed isn’t as comfortable as that broken piece of stone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bed… the bed is very comfortable! Extremely comfortable!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia answered stiffly, her survival instinct maxed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lilia only felt that her status is too low, unworthy of defiling Your Majesty’s bed. When I woke and saw that I had overstepped, I panicked, and that’s why… why I fell off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera listened to the flawless flattery, yet the suffocating feeling in her chest not only didn’t ease—it grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That intimacy from last night, that closeness where even their heartbeats seemed to resonate, felt as though it had never existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera closed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she opened them again, the last trace of emotion had been swallowed by a bottomless indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you know your status is low.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted the blanket and stepped barefoot onto the floor, her black nightgown slipping down with her movement, revealing a large expanse of fair, pale skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then come here and assist me in dressing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia felt as if she had been granted amnesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as work began, it meant her life was temporarily safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurried over, quick and efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera spread her arms, allowing her to fuss with her clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet her gaze occasionally fell on Lilia as she busied herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl hadn’t changed clothes yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her maid outfit was wrinkled, even the collar slightly crooked—that was the “evidence” left from being held all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those dark circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia’s hands, which were fastening the belt, trembled, nearly snapping the gem-studded strap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia immediately stood straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it comes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The delayed reckoning had finally arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera looked down at her panicked expression, and the words at the tip of her tongue shifted direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I hurt you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was more like it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what a normal servant should look like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Genuine emotion was always better than forced obedience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera released her hands and turned toward the massive mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fix yourself up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Lilia in the mirror, at that wrinkled maid outfit that looked like pickled vegetables, and frowned in disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This outfit is ugly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia glanced down at herself, on the verge of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whose fault is that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t it because you refused to let go of me last night? I even wanted to change into sleepwear, and you wouldn’t allow it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Lilia will go change right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera stopped the Lilia who was about to slip away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia paused, then walked back resignedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera picked up a comb from the dressing table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turn around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though confused, Lilia obediently turned her back to Hera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint sensation touched her scalp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera… was combing her hair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia froze completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did the sun rise from the west today?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If word got out, those Demon Generals outside would probably have their eyeballs popping out in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her movements were unfamiliar, even somewhat clumsy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The comb passed through Lilia’s silver-white hair, occasionally tugging at a few tangled strands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia sucked in a breath from the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Endure it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera spoke coldly, but her movements clearly became gentler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia didn’t dare make a sound, only staring at their reflection in the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mirror, the Queen who usually stood high above all others was lowering her head, focusing intently on “battling” her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those golden eyes, usually filled with killing intent, actually seemed… gentle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must not have slept well last night and was seeing things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera set down the comb, looking at the now smooth and tidy hair in the mirror, nodding in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time you dare appear before me with a bird’s nest on your head, I’ll shave it all off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia touched her hair, lingering fear in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera waved her hand as if dismissing a fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Change your clothes and come back to see me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilia turned and retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Lilia close the door to the Bedchamber, the cold mask on Hera’s face finally cracked slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lowered her head and looked at her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to still carry the faint, cool, silky touch of those silver strands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the warmth of that neck she had accidentally brushed just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hera remained silent for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she picked up the comb she had used on Lilia and gently placed it into a drawer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the empty Bedchamber, a soft whisper echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unclear whether she was referring to Lilia, who had fled in panic, or to herself—who needed an excuse just to reach out.\u003C\u002Fp>",1438,"2026-06-05T19:51:49.697Z",1,"novelbin.me","85a6dde5df369d565e0f69711de312641f69e7356ae0ac5881c09d3072469f78","after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-chapter-57","after-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-chapter-55",86,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-gender-transformation-i-was-adjusted-by-th-cover.jpg"]