Jiang Ling was awakened by the sound of voices coming from downstairs. It was probably Anji and Maige talking. After a night of contemplation, Jiang Ling’s mood had returned to calm. It was normal for the villain not to like him, especially since the original book portrayed the villain as anything but normal. He shouldn’t bother with the other party.
At least for now, he still had his personal freedom, which was a lot better than the original owner’s situation.
From his understanding last night, he realized that the probability of escaping from Burke Star was extremely low. Without resident status, he couldn’t use the normal space routes, unless a noble with a private warship was willing to help him.
Of course, that was wishful thinking. Not to mention that there were very few families on Burke Star with private warships, and most of them were members of the royal family or close relatives. They certainly wouldn’t risk sheltering a hostage like him.
This matter needed careful consideration.
Jiang Ling’s train of thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Anji.
“Your Highness, something big has happened. Our villa has been surrounded,” Anji said, clearly still in shock from seeing a group of high spiritual power users guarding outside early in the morning.
Jiang Ling furrowed his brows. His mind hadn’t quite processed what Anji was saying, but his body had already stepped out of the bedroom.
Walking down the stairs, he saw the previously empty courtyard now filled with members of the Royal Guards dressed in military uniforms. The chief guard was currently talking to Maige.
After spotting Jiang Ling, the chief guard stopped and turned to the hostage prince, saying in a formal tone, “Prince Jiang Ling, His Majesty has specifically sent Wilson to protect you.”
Jiang Ling was on the verge of laughing, but his upbringing prevented him from uttering anything inappropriate.
“May I inquire as to how I’ve offended His Majesty to warrant this level of surveillance?” Jiang Ling asked, holding back his anger.
Well, this was just perfect. It seemed that all his efforts had been in vain, and he was now restricted in his personal freedom. It seemed like he was heading towards the destiny of the original owner sooner than he thought.
Wilson curved his lips slightly, and apart from the seriousness on his dark face, there seemed to be a hint of malicious delight. He cleared his throat and said, “The Prince, you’ve misunderstood. His Majesty is only concerned for your safety.”
After saying this, he did speak some truth, “Besides, isn’t your identity the reason?”
“I’ll go talk to His Majesty,” Jiang Ling replied with a calm expression, attempting to leave.
If he truly was imprisoned here, he might not have any chance left.
Wilson concealed his smile. With the orders he had received, he now possessed supreme authority and didn’t take Jiang Ling seriously at all. In fact, he even maliciously used spiritual powers to intimidate this useless hostage.
As Jiang Ling took a step forward, he felt a pain in his chest, almost like tearing it. Wilson took two steps forward, deliberately blocking Jiang Ling’s path.
“Please, behave yourself,” Wilson said provocatively.
Having become the chief guard, Wilson was originally a highly talented noble’s offspring. It’s just that the strict military orders and the constant presence of the monarch had forced him to suppress his true nature. Now, he had been given a task that allowed him to relax a bit. The grievances he had suffered elsewhere had to be vented somehow.
Moreover, Wilson had always been interested in Maige, but he never dared to ask His Majesty for her. Unexpectedly, he heard that His Majesty had given her to the hostage with no spiritual power. He couldn’t help but hold a grudge against Jiang Ling.
Jiang Ling glanced at him and had to temporarily retreat into the villa.
Even though he had discovered that he now possessed spiritual power, he hadn’t received any systematic training, and he couldn’t display it. Otherwise, it would immediately accelerate the original owner’s fate as cannon fodder.
Maige stood by, looking worried. She had expected to hear bad news about the tyrant, but nothing had happened. Wait, since the tyrant ordered someone to monitor Jiang Ling, it meant he had already detected the problem with the soup and mistakenly thought it was the work of this hostage.
But based on her understanding of Chu Wenyu, it shouldn’t be that simple. Could it be that Chu Wenyu couldn’t move Jiang Ling right now for some reason?
Maige clenched her fists. Even though this mission had failed, she might still be able to continue using Jiang Ling if she could persuade him to form an alliance with her. When the time came, if she succeeded, all the blame could be pinned on Jiang Ling.
With this in mind, Maige intended to follow Jiang Ling into the villa. But Wilson stopped her.
“Miss Maige, I have something I want to give you.” Wilson’s attitude was somewhat flirtatious, and his eyes were filled with the predatory look typical of Alphas.
Maige politely smiled and took a step back, refusing, “No need, Captain Wilson.” After saying that, she turned around, barely concealing her expression of disgust. She almost caught a whiff of his unpleasant pheromones every time she saw him; it was nauseating.
Wilson’s smile froze on his face, but he directed his resentment towards Jiang Ling, believing that this useless hostage with a vase-like appearance had deceived Maige.
Jiang Ling requested some medicine from the robot, but the taste of blood still lingered in his chest for a long time. He knew he couldn’t escape the villain’s control, and he didn’t know what awaited him. Strangely, he suddenly became calm.
He found a book about spiritual therapists and began to study it seriously. If he ever had a chance to escape in the future, he could treat it as a skill.
When Chu Wenyu saw Jiang Ling taking the medicine, he unconsciously frowned, forcefully dispelling the slight discomfort in his heart. He planned to enjoy the sight of Alpha getting angry.
But at this moment, the maidservant nearby timidly approached with lunch to serve their Majesty. Every day at this time, she was nervous, fearing she might encounter their Majesty in a bad mood.
She remembered a previous incident when another maidservant had served him, and he had coldly scattered the food at her feet.
“Y-Your Majesty, it’s time for your meal,” she stammered.
The maidservant had recently sprayed herself with her favorite jasmine-scented perfume, but she hadn’t expected it to get her into trouble.
Chu Wenyu, catching a whiff of the scent, felt a sharp headache and overwhelming disgust. He didn’t mince his words, saying, “Next time, don’t use such low-quality perfume.”
The maid’s face turned pale, fearing that the monarch might blame her for this. She quickly spoke up, “Your Majesty, this is the scent of the servant’s pheromones… So, it’s not her fault. Please don’t punish her.”
Surprisingly, Chu Wenyu didn’t have the patience to doubt her words. He refrained from losing his temper and let the servant go. With no one to attend to him, he had to wheel his own chair over to the dining table. However, reaching the food on the other side was quite troublesome.
Thinking about that irritating scent, Chu Wenyu’s already low appetite plummeted further. He irritably tossed his utensils on the floor.
If… it was the scent of the pheromones from that hostage, he could barely endure it.
Strangely, the image of Jiang Ling crossed his mind, which made the gloomy monarch even entertain the absurd idea of making that enemy prince his personal attendant.
Ridiculous and unreasonable.
But who knows if he will actually pull it off, right?
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