Finally, Mr. Black knew how clever Charles was. By contrast, he could barely be regarded as a low-end player.

He thought about this kind of high-end play carefully and shook his head, "If Evan drank the oil, he would have no interest in the princess, and the princess would be dead."

Charles gave him a smile, which has shown the answer.

When Mr. Black looked at his smile, he realized something in an instant, "You are cunning. If Evan didn't go there, you would be benefited."

Then Charles couldn't not only be innocent, but he could be the hero.

Speaking of this, Mr. Black asked, "Are you not afraid it will enter your body?"

"There is an incubation period. As long as I take medicine in the incubation period, it will be fine."

While nodding, Mr. Black gave Charles, the high-end player, a thumb up.

When they were chatting, they didn't find a figure outside the door, who was listening to their conversation.

When she heard that the princess took the anti-allergic drug, which would interact with the allergen in her body and have the effect of estrus, she was surprised and happy. Not far away came a few servants, so that she had to leave.

However, she didn't know why Charles did so and guessed that he did so for increasing romance.

Well, it's better to do it thoroughly.

Hiding into a dark corner, she took out her mobile phone, "Find me some strong and capable men."

***

Avery sat up from the warm bathtub and didn't know why it became hotter.

There was also a sensation of numbness all over her body. It was like thousands of ants were crawling. Her lips seemed to be hotter.

As the mobile phone sounded, she got up from the bathtub, put on her bathrobe, and poked her fingers at the table before remembering her mobile phone was outside.

Stumbling out, she felt like the whole body was about to float.

She frowned. She was experienced and knew what was going on.

She didn't know when she was drugged.

She knew that today would not be peaceful. As careful as possible, she did not expect that terrible thing had happened.

Holding the wall, she saw the phone on the bed that lit up. She unlocked the screen and checked the content of the message.

It's Evan's message: It's your wedding night. Do you want to cheat on Charles in front of him?

What did Evan mean?

Why did he suddenly send this message to her?

Avery felt the world was spinning. She typed a few words: I want you.

The message has been sent out. Time passed slowly.

After five minutes, the mobile phone never sounded again.

There was a knock on the door. Was Evan here?

Avery couldn't wait to open the door. When she didn't see who was coming, some people had broken in.

"Who are you? Why did you break in?" Avery has tried hard to narrow her eyes but still couldn't see the appearance of those people. She only knew that they were very strong. They quickly surrounded her in the wall, and she had no way to escape.

"You don't have to know who we are. You just have to know that we are the ones who can make you feel good."

Avery lifted her hands and tried to block her face because she found someone with a mobile phone was shooting.

"Get out of my room. Otherwise, I'm going to call the police, and my husband will be back soon."

The men all laughed, "Your husband won't come back so soon. Let's have a good time before he comes back."

"Get away from me!" Avery tried to wave off the man's hand and the mobile phone.

Unfortunately, the drug worked in her body. She had no strength.

"I warn you not to touch me. As my husband knows, he will not let you go."

All she could do now was to warn them verbally, though she knew it wouldn't make any difference.

Someone's hand reached into her neckline, and Avery was wearing only one bathrobe. If someone pulled her bathrobe away, her body would be exposed to them.

Even if Avery had no strength, she held the neckline tightly, hoping that she could resist a little longer. If Evan saw the text message, perhaps he would come to save her.

But what if he didn't come?

After many of his refusals these times, she has lost her confidence in him.

Perhaps, Charles would come. As long as someone came, she would be saved.

Avery deliberately bumped into the table to keep herself awake and tried to drop the candlestick to make a noise to attract a servant or bodyguard.

The table was shaking. The wound on her waist didn't fully recover. The pain of hitting the old wound made her awake. Unfortunately, the candlestick was still motionless, and the candles above were still burning to release their own light and heat.

"Take care, beauty. It hurts. Take off your clothes quickly, and let us see where it was hurt."

Avery narrowed her eyes slightly, roughly seeing the outline of the man's face.

She didn't expect the man with a decent look to speak so nastily.

Avery took a deep breath, painfully covered the injured place, and shouted out, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" The man put his hands to her breasts, "Is it here?"

Seeing her sideways away, he reached out to her butts again, "Or is it here?"

Avery tried hard to bear her anger and suddenly looked at the bed covered with bright red rose petals, "I'll lie on the bed to let you check, and you'll know."

"That's a good idea!" The man almost burst out, "Did you know that we were coming in advance? The bed was prepared!"

"Boss, it's her wedding room."

"Wedding room?" The man who was called the boss laughed.

After laughing a few times, he stopped, "Today is our wedding night. We are your grooms. Five grooms are serving you at the same time. We'll make you feel good."

"Let's go, our bride. Lie on the bed and wait for us."