The Disheveled Palace-Dressed Beauty (4000 Words, Please Subscribe) (Continued)

"How could that be? I was just trying to wake you up the way I woke Sleeping Beauty!"

Snap!

William, who was stopped, showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, before Nangong Natsuki could react, he lightly tapped the girl's forehead.

And it quickly retreated, dodging the silver chains that burst forth from the void.

"Oh, oh, oh! Murdering your own husband will get you a spanking, Natsuki-chan."

"So verbose!"

Nangong Natsuki spat, and the "Chain of Commandments" was also taken back. She then got up from the velvet chair.

"So, Natsuki-chan, do you think there's anyone in this situation who deserves to be let off the hook?"

Nangong Natsuki held up a folding fan to her chin, lost in thought.

After a long while, she silently shook her head.

None of those who could be imprisoned within the Prison Barrier were kind-hearted, nor were any of them innocent.

Nangong Natsuki wasn't someone who would bend the law for personal gain; she personally arrested all the criminals in this prison.

Naturally, they were all caught red-handed and were utterly wicked.

It's no exaggeration to say that everyone here has at least dozens of murders on their hands.

"Then what are we even doing here? Tearing up contracts is perfectly acceptable in the outside world. As for these criminals, why not just exile them to the crevices of time and space?"

William was also slightly bewildered by Nangong Natsuki's unexpected move!

She made something that was clearly very simple into something unnecessary.

Nangong Natsuki fell silent again, a rosy blush spreading across her fair face, her neat, white teeth clenching tightly around her lower lip.

It was as if what she wanted to say was so difficult to utter, yet she seemed to have no choice but to say it.

"Um... William, I... have another favor to ask..."

Although she stumbled and hesitated a bit, Nangong Natsuki managed to get the words out under pressure.

"Go ahead and say it. I almost always grant my own people's requests."

William raised an eyebrow, a look of interest on his face. After all, there weren't many things that would make that aloof little girl so reluctant to talk about.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that even if the request might go against his principles, he would help them fulfill their wishes.

However, since he had already thought of it this way, he decided to collect some interest first.

He first stopped Nangong Natsuki from saying what she was about to say, then took two steps forward and stood in front of Nangong Natsuki.

Under the girl's astonished gaze, he reached under her armpits and lifted her up.

"Wait, you... what are you going to do!"

Having been single for twenty-two years, Nangong Natsuki had never seen anything like this before. When she was kissed on the forehead, she didn't even realize it, so she didn't feel embarrassed at all.

But now, with their skin pressed tightly together, their temperatures overlapping, and especially his strong masculine scent constantly filling her nostrils, she felt a surge of warmth.

It made her, the very first fledgling, feel a wave of dizziness.

"Alright, you can speak now!"

Warm breath gently blew from her neck, and Nangong Natsuki, whose head was already dizzy, shivered and instantly regained her clarity.

"You... you...!"

Upon regaining her senses and seeing her current state, Nangong Natsuki's fair face was once again flushed pink.

The man was sitting in the chair she had been sitting in for ten years, and she was sitting on his lap.

His hands were also placed on her inner thighs, gently caressing them, and an itchy sensation instantly washed over her.

Feeling extremely ashamed and indignant, Natsuki tried to jump off the man's lap, but his large hands held her tightly.

Just as she was about to turn around and berate the man in anger, William's voice came from beside her ear again.

"Natsuki-chan, you need something from me, right? I think this level of effort is only fair!"

These words made Natsuki freeze instantly, and the words of refusal were swallowed back down her throat.

"An equivalent exchange, that's fair, isn't it? This way you won't feel embarrassed to speak up."

Is that what you mean? Nangong Natsuki glanced at William with slight surprise, sensing his good intentions.

His stiff body gradually softened, and the words that had been difficult to say just moments before now seemed to flow without any hindrance.

After her eyes fell into a look of reminiscence, she began to recount the past.

The two remained in this slightly ambiguous position in this desolate environment.

A slow, deliberate narration!

One listens quietly!

A very long time passed before this lengthy narration finally came to an end!

"I see!"

The man's large hand covered Nangong Natsuki's small hand. "In that case, leave this matter to me."

"Leave your friend's matter to me. Whatever her fate may be, you don't need to suffer."

After he finished speaking, Nangong Natsuki suddenly felt nothing beneath her.

The man who had been embracing Nangong Natsuki had disappeared. She rather unceremoniously pulled her legs together on the chair, her hands clasping her calves.

She rested her delicate face on her knees, her eyes filled with a confused look, and murmured softly.

"A-Ye--!"

The prison's barrier is a dream's barrier!

In the dream, there is no need to eat or drink, and even the sound of one's voice cannot escape the prison cell.

For the prisoners, this place was a hell where they endured endless loneliness.

She was a woman with hair that reached all the way to her feet!