NovelOnlineThen Cynthia was directly taken to the Sleek Palace. There, Harper was sitting on the swing in the yard, making a kite leisurely
and waiting for her maid to feed her. She never got a feeling of being under house arrest.
Cynthia froze for a moment and didn't know what to say. The Sleek Palace was where the empress lived. The former empress
was forced to commit suicide, and the palace remained unoccupied. But unexpectedly, Harper stayed in this palace even though
she was just a prince's wife.
"Your Highness, it feels so nice to meet you," Cynthia greeted her with a pleasant smile, and then bowed at once.
Harper looked up at her and then continued her work with the kite. "It seems Francis has invited you as well to the Imperial
Palace."
Cynthia immediately understood the underlying meaning of her words. It was not Harper who asked her to come to the Imperial
Palace, but it was Francis. She had no clue why he kept Harper in the palace and also brought her here.
"General Ken of the palace guards brought us here. He said you are here." Cynthia's voice was gentle and pleasant. Harper
smiled, hearing her words.
"Yes, I just said that I would leave the Imperial Palace as a guest was coming to visit me. But now, the guest has been invited in.
Give Lady Cynthia a stool. It's been so boring in the palace and I'm not allowed to go out. So I decided to fly a kite to kill time."
Harper waved her hand at a maid.
time with Forsythia's assistance. Anabel fed a piece of cake to her from time to time, and she enjoyed it very much. "Your
Highness, you have been enjoying yourself." "I am not someone who treats oneself badly. As long as I can make myself happy
and pleasant, I won't lead a bad life. Now that I have fallen into someone's custody, I think it's better to adapt to the situation and
keep myself pleasant than to suffer from hardship and endure agony." Harper looked at Cynthia and found that the kite was
almost ready. She only needed to tie the kite line. Cynthia didn't observe the painting on Harper's kite at first, but as Harper
picked it up, her sight fell on it. She was so embarrassed the moment she saw it, and Amy's face too turned red. It was a portrait
of a beautiful naked lady!
"I'll try it first and check if it flies." Harper shook the kite. As the kite spread wide, the naked lady on the painting looked more
vivid. Cynthia couldn't bear looking at the picture directly, so she looked away immediately. "Wow, Little Harper, your kite is
beautiful." Jason came over slowly and then quickly went to Harper, taking the kite from her. The moment he saw the portrait of a
naked lady on the kite, he clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect that you would like this, Little Harper."
"Little Harper? You Little Jason." Harper quickly snatched her kite from Jason and handed it over to Forsythia. "Fly it high over
the sky."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Forsythia took the kite and flew it to the sky. Then she passed the kite line to Harper, who then had a very good time with it. The
portrait of the naked lady looked even more beautiful when the kite flew high. Jason sat next to a stone table, crossed his legs
Princess Harper is flying a kite with the portrait of a naked lady?" Jason said as his eyes lit up. Harper looked back. "I have
always been arrogant and domineering. Before my marriage, I dared to beat the emperor's concubines in the Imperial Palace,
and after getting married, I didn't hesitate to hit the courtiers. What is it that I can't do? Also, I am just flying my kite and what they
would think of me has minimal effects on me. I'm neither the emperor nor the empress. It
isn't a big deal to fly a kite."
A light suddenly glinted in Jason's eyes. "Do you wish to become the empress, Little Harper?"
"No, I don't." Harper dismissed him abruptly. "What's good to be an empress? There are endless rules in the Imperial Palace and
I can't even recite all of them. So I'd better be a free princess. If I am in a good mood, I can fly a kite with the portrait of a naked
lady, go to the gambling house, play dice, or drink a little wine. If I am in a bad mood, I can quarrel with my husband and drive
him to the study. Can the empress do all this?"
The corners of Jason's mouth twitched. "Maybe, I guess."
"The empress has to be generous and dignified, but I am a jealous and vicious woman. Have you forgotten the oath my husband
swore when he married me? That he would only marry me in his life, and that if he breaks the promise... Then what? I don't
remember it fully." Harper paused for a moment.
"He will get struck by lightning and die miserably?" Jason added as a reminder to Harper.
"Am I such a naive person? If someone could really be struck by lightning, the late emperor would have got killed many times by
thunder and lightning. Yet, even after breaking his oath several times, he still lived for many years." Harper snorted. "I can't
control others, but I can control myself. By the way, what kind of person do you prefer, Jason?"
Harper was purposeful in asking what kind of person, rather than what kind of woman. She suspected that Jason preferred
Francis, and even visualized about who would be on top if they had sex. Since Francis was charming and gentle, he was likely to
be the one below. However, if Jason was below, it would just add to the wilderness..
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