Chapter 692 The Gift (Part One)


    Then Cynthia was directly taken to the Sleek Pce. There, Harper was sitting on the swing in the


    yard, making a kite leisurely and waiting for her maid to feed her. She never got a feeling of being


    under house arrest.


    Cynthia froze for a moment and didn''t know what to say. The Sleek Pce was where the empress


    lived. The former empress was forced tomit suicide, and the pce remained unupied. But


    unexpectedly, Harper stayed in this pce even though she was just a prince''s wife.


    "Your Highness, it feels so nice to meet you," Cynthia greeted her with a pleasant smile, and then


    bowed at once.


    Harper looked up at her and then continued her work with the kite. "It seems Francis has invited you as


    well to the Imperial Pce."


    Cynthia immediately understood the underlying meaning of her words. It was not Harper who asked her


    toe to the Imperial Pce, but it was Francis. She had no clue why he kept Harper in the pce


    and also brought her here.


    "General Ken of the pce guards brought us here. He said you are here." Cynthia''s voice was gentle


    and pleasant. Harper smiled, hearing her words.


    "Yes, I just said that I would leave the Imperial Pce as a guest wasing to visit me. But now, the


    guest has been invited in. Give Lady Cynthia a stool. It''s been so boring in the pce and I''m not


    allowed to go out. So I decided to fly a kite to kill time." Harper waved her hand at a maid.


    "Thank you very much, Your Highness," Cynthia thanked and sat down. She quietly watched Harper


    making the kite for some time with Forsythia''s assistance. Anabel fed a piece of cake to her from time


    to time, and she enjoyed it very much.


    "Your Highness, you have been enjoying yourself."


    "I am not someone who treats oneself badly. As long as I can make myself happy and pleasant, I won''t


    lead a bad life. Now that I have fallen into someone''s custody, I think it''s better to adapt to the situation


    and keep myself pleasant than to suffer from hardship and endure agony." Harper looked at Cynthia


    and found that the kite was almost ready. She only needed to tie the kite line.


    Cynthia didn''t observe the painting on Harper''s kite at first, but as Harper picked it up, her sight fell on


    it. She was so embarrassed the moment she saw it, and Amy''s face too turned red. It was a portrait of


    a beautiful nakeddy!


    "I''ll try it first and check if it flies." Harper shook the kite. As the kite spread wide, the nakeddy on the


    painting looked more vivid. Cynthia couldn''t bear looking at the picture directly, so she looked away


    immediately.


    "Wow, Little Harper, your kite is beautiful." Jason came over slowly and then quickly went to Harper,


    taking the kite from her. The moment he saw the portrait of a nakeddy on the kite, he clicked his


    tongue and said, "I didn''t expect that you would like this, Little Harper."


    "Little Harper? You Little Jason." Harper quickly snatched her kite from Jason and handed it over to


    Forsythia. "Fly it high over the sky."


    "Yes, Your Highness."


    Forsythia took the kite and flew it to the sky. Then she passed the kite line to Harper, who then had a


    very good time with it. The portrait of the nakeddy looked even more beautiful when the kite flew


    high. Jason sat next to a stone table, crossed his legs and rested his chin on one hand, looking at the


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    "What will the courtiers think if theye to know that Princess Harper is flying a kite with the portrait


    of a nakeddy?" Jason said as his eyes lit up.


    Harper looked back. "I have always been arrogant and domineering. Before my marriage, I dared to


    beat the emperor''s concubines in the Imperial Pce, and after getting married, I didn''t hesitate to hit


    the courtiers. What is it that I can''t do? Also, I am just flying my kite and what they would think of me


    has minimal effects on me. I''m neither the emperor nor the empress. It isn''t a big deal to fly a kite."


    A light suddenly glinted in Jason''s eyes. "Do you wish to be the empress, Little Harper?"


    "No, I don''t." Harper dismissed him abruptly. "What''s good to be an empress? There are endless rules


    in the Imperial Pce and I can''t even recite all of them. So I''d better be a free princess. If I am in a


    good mood, I can fly a kite with the portrait of a nakeddy, go to the gambling house, y dice, or


    drink a little wine. If I am in a bad mood, I can quarrel with my husband and drive him to the study. Can


    the empress do all this?"


    The corners of Jason''s mouth twitched. "Maybe, I guess."


    "The empress has to be generous and dignified, but I am a jealous and vicious woman. Have you


    forgotten the oath my husband swore when he married me? That he would only marry me in his life,


    and that if he breaks the promise... Then what? I don''t remember it fully." Harper paused for a moment.


    "He will get struck by lightning and die miserably?" Jason added as a reminder to Harper.


    "Am I such a naive person? If someone could really be struck by lightning, thete emperor would have


    got killed many times by thunder and lightning. Yet, even after breaking his oath several times, he still


    lived for many years." Harper snorted. "I can''t control others, but I can control myself. By the way, what


    kind of person do you prefer, Jason?"


    Harper was purposeful in asking what kind of person, rather than what kind of woman. She suspected


    that Jason preferred Francis, and even visualized about who would be on top if they had sex. Since


    Francis was charming and gentle, he was likely to be the one below. However, if Jason was below, it


    would just add to the wilderness.