Alle Kapitel von Substitute Queen's Revenge: Kapitel 221 – Kapitel 230

At Foster Mansion, Robin was in an exceptionally good mood. As Gloria helped him change, she asked him a question.Robin glanced around the room to make sure they were alone before lowering his voice to tell her, "Jane will not be returning to the northern borders."Gloria was quite surprised. "Why?"Robin recounted what had happened at the victory banquet earlier that day, his tone filled with satisfaction. "This is excellent! We can finally rest easy!"However, Gloria didn't smile. Instead, she felt a deep concern. Jane must be feeling terrible at a time like this.-The next morning, Julie arrived early at Zen Palace to pay her respects."Your Majesty, if not for your help yesterday, I would have become a laughing stock in the harem. I have nothing of value in my palace, so I can only offer you something that His Majesty bestowed upon me, as a token of my gratitude."Ever since Helena left the palace, Julie's situation had worsened. The other concubines isolated and ostraciz

George chased after the figure all the way to Zen Palace and saw with his own eyes that the female assassin had entered the bedchamber. He followed right after her.There were a few drops of blood on the floor, trailing toward the bathroom. His gaze instantly sharpened.Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. It was the queen."His Majesty's litter has arrived. Why has no one reported it?"She was wrapped in a thin nightgown, fresh from her bath, her face flushed, and droplets of water clinging to the ends of her hair. Her bare feet stepped directly onto the Perutian rug, and as the wind stirred her robe, a glimpse of her slender, flawless calf was revealed.A fleeting, unreadable emotion passed over George's otherwise composed face.He glanced past her.Just as he took a few steps forward, passing by Jane, she caught his arm with one hand."Your Majesty, the room has not been tidied yet."Swish—George suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the wall behind her. H

In the presence of the king, there was little truth Jocelyn could openly speak. She was respectful toward Jane."Your Majesty prayed for the soldiers, so I thought that no matter what, I must personally pay my respects and express my gratitude," she said. "Earlier, I was at the royal stable with His Majesty and took the opportunity to make this presumptuous request."Your Majesty, I offer you this cup of coffee in place of wine."Jane remained indifferent."Commander, you are too kind."George spoke bluntly, "Prayers are one thing, but it is the soldiers who fought and bled on the battlefield who truly mattered. The queen cannot take credit for that."Lily wanted to refute him. Her mistress had personally led troops to the northern borders. Yet now all the credit was given to Jocelyn.Jocelyn appeared righteous as she said, "Your Majesty, if not for the queen's prayers, we would not have defeated the Romenian army so swiftly."Few dared to directly contradict the king, let alon

In the middle of the night, the inn was silent, both inside and outside.Jocelyn walked up to Jane, her face lighting up with a joyful smile.“Jane, what are you doing here?”Jane raised her hand and gently placed it on her shoulder.Jocelyn, struggling to maintain composure, didn’t pull away, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she gazed at her.Jane brushed the leaves off her shoulder, and behind the mask, her eyes held a certain coldness.“I came to see you off.”Jocelyn, feeling a weight lifted off her shoulders, quickly blinked back tears.“Jane, I thought after what happened at the victory banquet, you still misunderstood me. I thought you’d never speak to me again.” She was deeply moved as she embraced her. “Jane!”Jane pursed her lips, her hand hanging at her side, fingers clenching into a fist. Then, she pushed Jocelyn away and stared into her eyes, asking, “Really? You’re not lying to me?”Jocelyn nodded emphatically.“Of course! Jane, I’ve always been completely

The deposed crown prince had once plotted to harm his brother and had been demoted to a commoner by the late king. According to protocol, he shouldn't be allowed to attend the Autumn Feast.At first, Teressa was completely opposed to Rachel's suggestion.Rachel, calm and gentle, with an air of compassion, seemed to possess the ability to resolve all grudges and disputes. She offered her advice."Your Majesty, you once told me that the king said, 'Better to have one son than to have a hundred fighting sons.' Your Majesty worries about this, so I share your concern as my own."I thought perhaps we could use the deposed crown prince to rekindle the king's brotherly feelings. If the king feels that having multiple sons is a blessing, he might reconsider and think that having only one prince would be too lonely."Teressa considered Rachel's words and felt they made sense.Whatever the king had decided, he was unlikely to change his mind easily. If he truly only intended to have one so