Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "I want you to be his lover."

　　 "Ahem~"

　　Miss Magic who was drinking the tea coughed fiercely, but she wiped her lips with a handkerchief rather well, and lowered her head to cover her expression of wanting to laugh.

Chapter 1922 Chapter 1893 Schizophrenia

　　 "Lover? Why?"

　　 Miss Windsor asked, instead of blushing, she was holding her heart, and anger appeared on her face. It's not that it is angry that Jenkins refuses to agree, but that it is angry that Queen Windsor.

　　 "Because I want you to be happy."

　　 This time Queen Windsor did not understand the other's own feelings. After all, she had never fallen in love with a stranger like Jenkins.

　　 "My happiness does not need others to fight for! Do I need to be pityed by others?"

　　 Miss Windsor, who couldn't suppress the sudden anger, suddenly yelled, shocking the other three people. She also realized the rudeness of doing this, and said a little sorry for her in a low voice.

　　 "I am not someone else, I am you."

　　Queen Windsor said softly, as if talking to a little girl in a relative's house.

　　 Miss Windsor raised her head and looked at her:

　　 "So, am I pitying myself?"

　　 Her face was flushed, it was definitely not shy, it was anger.

　　 "This is not pity..."

　　 Queen Windsor did not finish her words, this time Miss Windsor interrupted her initiative:

　　 "Sorry, I'm going to touch up my makeup."

　　 said, stood up and walked towards the bathroom on the first floor. Jenkins has never changed the location of her bathroom, so she will not go the wrong way.

　　 Jenkins sat there unchanged, did not catch up:

"you do this delibrately."

　　 He said to Queen Windsor.

　　 "I make her angry, are you feeling distressed?"

　　 She used her right hand to play with the ends of her hair on the side of her face, while her eyes were looking at Jenkins.

　　 "That's my friend."

　　 "Your friend doesn't seem to see her own heart clearly."

　　 "That doesn't need you either, this matter has nothing to do with you."

　　 "Jenkins, you are quite bad at dealing with relationship problems. You treat relationships with women like children."

　　 The judgment she made was exactly the same as that of most girls who were close to Jenkins.

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 "I want everyone to be happy."

　　 Jenkins had a sarcasm smile on his face, while Queen Windsor looked at her with a chuckle, Miss Magic was silent with a teacup. She thought she just had to look at it, and this matter had nothing to do with her.

　　 Miss Windsor on the other side has broken into the bathroom, she locked the door, held the sink with her right hand, and covered her chest with her left hand and looked in the mirror.

　　 Her face in the mirror was so hideous and terrifying, Miss Windsor herself knew that she was wrong at the moment, but the emotion that suddenly broke out just now made her feel a lot more comfortable.

　　 "I am not such a person, lover... I am not happy about it."

　　 She gritted her teeth and said this to herself in the mirror. She knew how crazy it was to do this, but only by doing this at this moment can she feel more comfortable in her heart:

　　 "Jenkins..."

　　 She groaned in her mouth, recalling everything she had encountered in the treacherous world today, thinking of Queen Isabella's "betrayal", thinking of herself under different circumstances, and thinking of Jenkins' **** "cowardice".

　　 "I don't need anyone's mercy."

　　 She stared at herself in the mirror, her hair was a bit messy, and her face was very wrong. Jessica Windsor had never seen herself so embarrassed:

　　 "Even I can't have mercy on myself."

　　 She looked at herself in the mirror, as if she was looking at an enemy who must be killed. Jessica Windsor in the mirror sighed:

　　 "Little fool."

　　 said the person in the mirror.

　　 "Oh, damn, I'm finally crazy."

　　Miss Windsor covered her face, closed her eyes and gasped for breath, then turned on the faucet, held the cold water, and then covered her face again. After a long time, she finally raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror. This was even more embarrassing than before. The water not only soaked her face, but even messed up the hair on her forehead:

　　 "I don't need pity, I will get what I want."

　　 She stared at herself and said, but shook her head suddenly:

　　 "I want to get it, but I will never do bad things...no...I am different from her..."

　　 "Little fool."

　　 Windsor in the mirror said again.

"To shut up!"

　　Miss Windsor glared at herself in the mirror, while the lady in the mirror held her hands on her chest. Although she was also embarrassed with wet hair on her cheeks, it was definitely not the crazy look outside the mirror:

　　 "Why shut up? You are just stupid. Obviously you have the best path, but you still don't understand what you should grasp."

　　 "I said, shut up! Damn, what do you know?"

　　 Miss Windsor clenched her fists tightly.

　　 "No, I understand, I am you, and you are me, don't you? Little fool, you should take the initiative to grab what you want instead of yelling at me here."

　　 "What do you know? Do you think I don't want to do this?"

　　Miss Windsor's voice is no longer so sharp, but rather deep as if she is speaking with the breath of her lungs. Her expression gradually calmed down, but under that calm, it was a terrible and gloomy look that no one had seen on her face.

　　 "Are you bound by morality? Is that really funny?"

　　 "Funny? I will never do something wrong."

　　 "Oh, little fool."

"To shut up."

　　Miss Windsor punched the person in the mirror, and then the hand that was exactly like her stretched out from the mirror and clenched Miss Windsor's fist.

"It's you?"

　　Miss Windsor finally recognized that the woman in the mirror who was exactly the same as herself was the ordinary queen Windsor who was betrayed by Isabella in the first possible world.

"it's me."

　　 The person in the mirror seems to emerge slowly from the surface of the water. She squeezed Miss Windsor's fist first, and after her body moved further away from the mirror, she hugged Miss Windsor.

　　 Both finally stood on the ground.

　　 hugged herself tightly, Miss Windsor's mood also calmed down, and her anxiety and unvented anger disappeared inexplicably. She realized what she had done in front of the mirror just now and closed her eyes, unable to understand that it was her own behavior.

　　 "I only said one thing wrong just now, I am you, but you are not me."

　　 The queen of the first world, Windsor, said in Miss Windsor’s ear:

　　 "Remember, I am you, because we are both Jessica Windsor. But you are not me, because you are more fortunate and you have more."

"what do I do?"

　　Miss Windsor whispered softly:

　　 "Sorry, I may not be as strong as you."

　　 "This is a good thing, my strength is because I have lost more."

　　 Windsor said, the two hugged each other, put their heads on each other's shoulders, and listened to the heartbeat of exactly the same rhythm:

　　 "I admit, maybe I am not the kind of person I always thought."

　　 "Because I saw more possibilities of myself?"

　　 The voice has reached the level of whispering, but because each other's mouth is close to each other's ears, this does not affect communication. Miss Windsor was breathing quietly, her restless heart finally calmed down. She is aware of the situation at this time and understands what it means:

　　 "Yes, I don't know anything about myself. I found out that I actually don't know anyone around me, maybe I'm really naive."

　　 "Do you think that you were born in a noble family, and that you have always been protected by family power, so that you have the illusion that you are excellent and will not do anything wrong?"

　　 "Yes, if I exchange the living environment, I am just a person who will do whatever it takes to survive."

　　 "Oh, my little fool."

　　Windsor said gently, she and Miss Windsor are exactly the same age, but because of their different experiences, Windsor is much more mature:

　　 "Anyone who breaks away from his own living environment will become a stranger. This is not your fault, let alone my fault."

　　 "Will Jenkins do too?"

　　 "Don't you see the difference between the wanted criminal William I know and the one who is with you? They don't seem to be alone."

　　 The two ladies hugged each other tightly, their voices entangled, and the breath of the body merged without obstacles. This is the most direct way of communication.

　　 "I want to get Jenkins, but I don't want to do something wrong."

　　 Miss Windsor admitted that she is currently facing the biggest problem.

　　 "I can give you some suggestions."

"you are married?"

"Do not."

　　 "Have you ever been to chuang with a man?"

　　 "How can you slander yourself like this?"

　　 Windsor whispered, and blew gently in Miss Windsor's ear, and the ear turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 "I don't trust men, but I like pretty girls very much."

　　 "Oh~ how can you..."

　　 "He doesn't accept you, is it because he doesn't like you?"

　　 easily changed the subject.

"of course not."

　　 Miss Windsor resolutely opposed.

　　 "Then what hidden illness does he have?"

　　 "No, except for the possible mental illness of liking his pet cat too much, Jenkins is a very healthy adult man."

　　 "So, he is bound by marriage?"

"Yes it is."

　　 "Oh, my little fool. In that case, have you asked his marriage contract for the symbol?"

　　 "......"

　　 Miss Windsor can’t imagine herself doing this, it’s crazy:

　　 "I am not a lunatic."

　　 "In love and war, there is no right or wrong. Since he is unwilling to let him break his oath, why not go to the person of that oath and ask?"

　　 Windsor asked, because she hugged each other, Miss Windsor did not see her chuckle.

　　 Although it sounds crazy, but thinking about it, it seems to make sense.

　　 "So what are you worrying about? You have everything, your parents are still there, your respected elders have done nothing wrong, you have male friends you like, and you don't even have to bear the responsibilities that don't belong to you. What are you worrying about?"

"I......"

　　 Miss Windsor closed her eyes and put her focus on the other party completely. She took a deep breath. The breath belongs to her. She likes this smell, just as she likes herself: