Chapter 842: 439 Doll? Doll!

439 Doll? Doll!

After receiving the Queen's order, two guards hurried forward and, following her command, slammed their shoulders into the locked door above.

Whether it was because the two guards were strong enough or because the door itself had some problem, after only two impacts, the mechanism embedded in the door snapped with a crack, and the thick, three-finger-wide door swung open instantly.

And since the window in Princess Veronica's bedroom faced the door directly, the moment the door was smashed open, blinding sunlight streamed through the window, shining straight at the door, making everyone standing in the corridor instinctively blink their eyes, and then...

"Hmm?"

Before the Queen could even open her eyes, a questioning voice, extremely close, suddenly rang out right next to her ear; the Queen's earlobe even felt the other party's slightly cool breath.

"Why have you come?"

"Ahhh!!!"

Startled by the question so close at hand, the Queen's exquisitely made-up face suddenly turned pale; she immediately stumbled backward two steps, during which she stepped on the hem of her own bright red skirt and almost fell flat on her bottom.

That scared the life out of me!

Looking at the princess standing by the door with her back to the sunlight, wearing a strange smile with a hint of grievance on her face, quietly watching her, the Queen, still shaken, took a few breaths; probably feeling embarrassed about being scared, she turned red with anger and scolded:

"Are you dead? Why don't you make a sound when you walk!"

"I'm sorry."

Facing the Queen's scolding, Princess Veronica lowered her head and, with a submissive expression, apologized:

"I have startled you; next time I will definitely pay attention."

"..."

Seeing the princess who, instead of talking back as usual or mocking her with witty remarks, was instead submissively apologizing voluntarily, the Queen standing outside the door couldn't help but pause, feeling somewhat unaccustomed for a moment.

After her lips opened and closed slightly twice, she finally reacted, nodded somewhat blankly, subconsciously hummed an "mm," and then looked at the princess opposite her with some curiosity.

Strange, why didn't she talk back this time?

Could it be that this confinement has made her behave? Or has she now completely accepted her fate, given up on trying to snatch the throne from my Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, and is preparing to curry favor with me so her life after being married off will be easier?

But... if she is preparing to curry favor with me, shouldn't she be staying quietly in the room? Why is she smashing things with a clatter?

Really unable to figure out what my stepdaughter actually wants, after pushing past the princess and entering the bedroom, seeing the furniture fragments all over the floor, the Queen simply stopped pretending; relying on her superior status, she directly scolded:

"Don't think that saying a few soft words means I won't trouble you! Why are you smashing things? Are you dissatisfied with the decision made by your father and me?"

"I dare not."

Hearing the Queen's question, "Veronica" blinked her emerald glass eyes, waved her arm bearing burn marks in some panic, and said to the iron doll in front of her, dressed in a long red gown and looking exquisite yet oppressive:

"You are my mother and also the Queen of the kingdom; your status is far higher than mine. How could I possibly be dissatisfied with you? If you do not let me out, I indeed should not come out; confining me is your rightful power."

"..."

Ah, this... I feel like something isn't quite right... Is this something that Veronica would say?

Looking at the obedient princess before her, the ferocity on the Queen's iron face paused slightly; she then blinked her ruby eyes, opened her iron lips adorned with ceramic pieces, and said with full vigilance:

"Stop pretending! You must be harboring some bad intention! But let me tell you, it is already too late for whatever you want to do now!

Watching Watching Qiaoshuya went to the Upper House Council with his uncle early this morning; according to the agenda, the replacement order is already being discussed over there. Even if you now use tricks to run over there, you cannot affect the situation; Watching Watching Qiaoshuya has definitely already taken over your... royal personnel!

Let me tell you, from now on, no matter what you do, the next king can only be Watching Watching Qiaoshuya. You might as well give up on this idea!"

"You are right."

After blinking her glass eyes, "Veronica" nodded and said with a sincere expression:

"Watching Watching Qiaoshuya is indeed extremely outstanding; he is beyond my comparison. No one else can be the next king except him; after all, whether in personality, talent, or wisdom, he is far superior to me in every aspect."

"..."

After hearing Veronica's words, the Queen fell silent for a while, and a flush of anger suddenly appeared on her iron face.

Damn it! How can you insult someone like that!

Although Watching Watching Qiaoshuya is my son, what kind of character he has, how could I, as his mother, not know? You, you, you... are you praising him? You are disgusting me; it's equivalent to spitting in my face!

Damn it! Even if you talked back like before and mocked me with a smile, it would be better than praising him so stiffly! You shouldn't be so disgusting!

"You are too much!"

After stomping her feet twice in anger, the full-of-rage iron Queen had no mind to ponder why the princess was smashing things; she turned around and tried to leave, but was grabbed by the arm by "Veronica."

"Where are you going?"

Looking at the iron Queen before her, whose eyes were full of anger, the "Veronica" inside the room blinked, then suggested with an apologetic expression:

"Did I say something wrong that made you unhappy? How about this, I will give you a gift to properly compensate you."

Saying this, she reached out from the ruins of the shelf, picked up a beautiful doll with a face full of shock and anger, wearing thin pajamas, and handed it to the iron Queen, saying with a face full of apology:

"This is a doll I have kept for six years; today I give it to you as an apology for my offense. You can dispose of it however you wish."

"Get lost! Who wants your broken doll!"

Accompanied by a slap, the doll handed over by "Veronica" was swatted away by the angry Queen, directly thrown onto the floor; a large gap appeared on its shoulder where it was cut by broken wood pieces, and the blood oozing from the wound stained a large area of the carpet.

But the iron Queen seemed to feel nothing strange about a doll bleeding; she directly ignored the doll on the ground showing an expression of pain and instead glared angrily at "Veronica," saying:

"I must tell your father about what just happened! Damn it! Let go of my hand, do not pull me!"

Hearing the iron Queen's words, the hand of "Veronica" holding her arm was flicked away as if by an electric shock, and the whole person even stepped back half a step.

However, "Veronica" did not care; instead, she hurried two steps, caught up with the Queen who was leaving in a huff, and said with extreme caution:

"What's wrong? Do you not like my gift?"

"How about this, if you don't like it, then just burn her!"

"Mother? Why are you ignoring me?"

"..."

I'll ignore your grandmother's leg!

Suffocated by "Veronica's" sarcastic tone, the iron Queen suddenly turned her head and shouted angrily:

"You... Huh?!!!"

"Is there something you wish to say?"

After clamping her own icy palm tightly over Wang Hou's mouth, the half-missing face of "Princess Veronica" finally broke into a happy smile. Then, dragging the desperately struggling Wang Hou along, she said cheerfully:

"Mother, the light is poor over there. If you have something to say, come over here and tell me instead.

"I'm not your biological daughter, but I'm still your daughter, aren't I? So as long as you open your mouth and give the order, I promise I'll listen to everything you say, alright?"

"Mm! Mmm-mm mm-mm!!!"

Facing "Veronica," who seemed to have gone mad for no apparent reason, Wang Hou couldn't help but widen her eyes. She struggled desperately while making muffled sounds, calling to the guards following behind for help.

Yet those guards, who likewise had iron faces, acted as if they had seen nothing. They still followed unhurriedly behind, and not a single one stepped forward to save her.

Even when drawn by her muffled wailing, at most they would lift their heads for a glance, see that she had not given an order, then lower their iron-grey faces again and plod along behind the two of them, continuing to fulfill their duty of protecting Wang Hou.

"Mother, look, the flowers in the royal garden have already bloomed. Could you go pick one for me?"

Pinning down the frantically struggling iron-faced Wang Hou, "Veronica" dragged her to an open window, pressed her against the sill, and then, under Wang Hou's expression of absolute terror, shoved her straight out.

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!"

"Thank you, Mother. You're so kind."

Glancing at Wang Hou, who had tumbled out of a window more than twenty meters high and crashed onto the stone floor of the garden, shattering into pieces, "Veronica" couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. Then she turned around and said with a smile to the iron-faced guards behind her:

"Where is my father? I haven't seen him in so many days — I miss him a little."