Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 73 - 42: Marry Me

Seeing her hesitate, Duotu got up and walked over, his shadow looming over her.

Sang Luo suddenly realized how tall he was; she seemed so petite in front of him.

The fresh scent of his recent bath drifted to her nose, leaving Sang Luo a little dazed. For a moment, she almost forgot what she was going to say.

She subconsciously lowered her head. They were so close that she couldn’t help but glimpse how the thin silk fabric hid almost nothing. She could vaguely make out the outline, the shape... ’So... so big. Truly magnificent!’

’This man’s future partner is in for some... stimulating and difficult times.’

Seeing Sang Luo suddenly blush, Duotu followed her gaze downward and smiled knowingly. "You lecherous female."

"Ahem, I am not!" ’...That would be a lie.’

Sang Luo quickly averted her gaze, shaking the licentious thoughts from her mind. "I came here on official business, not for a secret rendezvous with you!"

"Oh? You sought me out, and not for a little romance? I even cleaned myself up and was waiting in bed for you to come and dote on me."

"This is serious!" she snapped, stomping on his foot.

"Alright, alright. You talk, I’ll listen." Duotu winced in pain, looking terribly wronged.

"You know about the ’genetic female’ project, don’t you?"

"Yes, it’s an old project that started twenty years ago. I was still very young back then." Duotu’s expression turned serious. He pulled her down to sit on the sofa. He was about to pour her a glass of wine, but then seemed to remember something and got her a glass of warm juice instead.

He said, "I don’t approve of the experiment, but it was an order from my father, the Beast King, so there wasn’t much I could say... What’s wrong? Did you get caught up in it?"

Sang Luo said, "This morning, the Beast King personally issued an order. I’ve been made a Holy Female candidate. I want you to plead my case and have my name removed."

"He did what?" Duotu said, displeased.

"So, can you help me?"

"Of course," he agreed without hesitation. "There’s an excellent solution, if you’d care to hear it."

"What is it?"

"Marry me."

Sang Luo froze.

Duotu looked at her seriously. "That list was personally signed and approved by the Beast King. Although I’m his only son, I’m still just a Prince. My status is respected, but I hold no real power. If my father is set on targeting you, I won’t be able to talk him out of it."

"..."

His long fingers hooked a strand of her hair. He took a deep sniff and said persuasively, "But if you marry me, the situation changes completely."

He said, "No one would dare touch the Empire’s future Queen."

Sang Luo frowned. "Are you trying to trap me?"

"Your Fertility is excellent," Duotu said, not answering her question. He glanced down at her belly, a flicker of envy in the depths of his eyes. He reached out, pulling her delicate frame into his arms and inhaling her alluring scent. ’A sudden urge to make her his own washed over him.’

"...After you give birth, you can carry my child. How about it?"

His lips drew close to her ear, his hot breath coming in ragged bursts.

’This male was aroused.’

’And this Innate King Beast’s power is quite impressive.’

But Sang Luo was carrying Caesar’s child and had no desire to accept another male’s advances for now.

Her hand rested on the man’s chest, sliding slowly upward to gently caress his bobbing Adam’s apple. She smiled. "If Your Highness doesn’t mind raising a litter of little mice, then by all means~"

Duotu’s expression froze. Most of his desire evaporated, and he let her go.

He did mind.

"I’m very interested to see what you’ll give birth to."

Sang Luo had seen it long ago. Duotu was obsessed with bloodlines, which was why he had never competed with Caesar.

It was true that he was attracted to her, but he valued his heirs even more.

A female mouse of common bloodline wasn’t enough to trigger his desire to "hunt" her.

"So, Your Highness isn’t planning to help me, then?" Sang Luo looked down, her innocently seductive face filled with a fear that could easily awaken a man’s protective instincts.

Duotu pinched her cheek. "Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it for you. How could I let you go to a place like that? Even if you weren’t my mate, I’d still feel for you."

"But you just said..."

"I was teasing you. As if my father would have a falling out with me over a single spot on a list," Duotu said with a laugh.

"Good, then I’ll be going!" Sang Luo let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted.

"It’s late. Stay here tonight."

Duotu grabbed Sang Luo’s hand, pulling her down onto his lap. She looked down at him.

In the moonlight, the man’s turquoise eyes swirled with a jade-like luster. They held a hint of passion that was difficult to resist.

"Perhaps when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll have some good news waiting for you."

"...And if I don’t stay?"

"Then I can’t make any promises." He swept her up by the waist and carried her to the bed.