Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 486: Chapter 258: The Wedding Day (15,000 Words) (Part 7)

As the crowd retreated, Lynn walked in slowly. Hillena sat quietly at the edge of the bed, a white veil over her head, with star and moon patterns embroidered on it—obviously made by the bride herself.

Even with simple conditions, she insisted on maintaining this sense of ritual.

The veil was made from a white muslin dress she cut and sewed herself, and the star and moon patterns were embroidered with bone needles with the help of Lida and others.

After entering the room, Lynn, reeking of alcohol, sat beside her.

"Dear, did you drink a lot?"

Feeling the orchid fragrance emanating from her side and the hidden tenderness in the word "dear," Lynn’s heart suddenly raced.

He took a deep breath and, emboldened by the alcohol, lifted the white veil.

In an instant, a stunning visage met his eyes—blonde cascading like waterfalls, skin fairer than snow, those eyes glimmering slightly, her usually tied-up hair falling onto her shoulders, and even the innate sharpness of Hillena transformed into bridal softness tonight.

Lynn was momentarily speechless.

Instead, Hillena regained a bit of her usual coldness, letting out a soft ’hmph.’

But the fleeting curve at the corner of her lips betrayed her mood. Indeed, women dress up for those who appreciate them. Seeing his reaction made her feel that all her efforts were worthwhile; she had spent an entire half day on her bridal makeup.

Lynn dared not meet Hillena’s gaze, so he diverted his eyes: "Are you really... sure about this?"

"At this point, is there anything left to regret?" Hillena picked up two cups, filled them with wine, and drank her own in one go. Her cheeks soon flushed with a rosy hue.

Lynn, however, held his cup and fell into contemplation.

Silence spread in the candlelight; neither of them spoke.

Feeling the somewhat annoyed glance from Hillena’s eyes, Lynn suddenly chuckled: "What, no one ever taught you what to do on your wedding night?"

Hillena’s form slightly stiffened, slowly turning her face away, and then, as if making a decision, she slowly unfastened the buttons at her back, revealing half of her glowing shoulder.

In the candlelight, layer by layer of clothing and undergarment slipped off silently, leaving only a simple white inner garment barely covering her most alluring curves.

During this process, Lynn was not at all reserved, taking in the sight with an appreciate stance, unwilling even to blink.

It could be said that those who understand will understand; this process was even more enthralling than the actual plot.

Despite her proactive advances, Lynn remained immobile, and a rare hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across Hillena’s golden eyes.

"What are you still waiting for?"

Her voice carried a subtle, imperceptible tremor.

In the next moment, Lynn downed his wine: "Waiting for the drug to take effect."

"What drug..."

Before her words could finish, Hillena’s pupils suddenly tightened, her form swayed, and she fell powerlessly onto the white-covered bed.

Lynn came to the bedside, gently laying down this body that could drive countless men mad, devoid of desire in his eyes, only a bottomless resolve.

"What a pity." Lynn tucked the quilt properly around her, smiled self-deprecatingly, "In front of such beauty, I always choose to be decent. Honestly, I want to slap myself twice."

Fingers gently brushing her golden hair, Lynn’s voice was gentle yet firm: "When you wake up, you’ll return to your original world and continue being the revered Imperial Princess. Ultimately, this journey is but a dream for you."

"Now, indeed, this dream should end."

"Without me, you wouldn’t have come to this world, considering you and your Grave Digger Team could never reach the depths of the Helius Mausoleum."

"In keeping with the principle of having a start and finish, I should take responsibility, at least ensure you return safely to your original world."

Lynn slowly got up, speaking to Hillena, who lay motionless on the bed.

Hillena’s heart was exceedingly anxious, using almost all her strength to grasp his sleeve: "You... are going to... do what... I... won’t allow... you to go..."

Upon hearing this, Lynn just laughed, extending a finger to gently trace her face, a rebellious curve at his lips: "I, ah, plan to find the World Will and have a good talk."

After speaking, Lynn removed the rather odd-looking red wedding robe, folded it neatly and placed it at the bedside, then left briskly without looking back.

Leaving Hillena alone on the bed, staring blankly at the stone-carved ceiling, full of marks from axe and chisel.

Not knowing how long had passed, her lips suddenly curved into a light smile, a resolute glint flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Ultimately... it’s come to this point, huh.

...

At the peak of Morol City, lies the branch of the Divine Tree.

At this moment, Lynn stood on the gnarled trunk, a long spear in his hand gleaming coldly, eyes gazing at the rolling thunderclouds, his expression calm as water.

"Decided?" The Tree Spirit’s voice echoed beside him, the emerald-hued phantom faintly visible.

Lynn nodded: "When midnight comes, the barrier cloaking this world will become unprecedentedly weak due to the Abyssal Tide, and the punishment inflicted by the World Will is very likely to break the barrier, though even a slither of divine punishment’s residual power is something I cannot endure now, even a tiny touch might annihilate me."

"It’s not a big deal." The Tree Spirit’s voice was as calm as an ancient well, "Anyway, as per previous agreement, I’ll shield you from most of the divine punishment."