Wang Xiaole noticed the girl's lost look and was somewhat concerned about her state. However, now was not the time to pat her shoulder, lock eyes with her, and emphasize the phrase "big breasts only sag in the future."
While she was briefly distracted, he had to quickly create "evidence of crime"! Wasn't Isabella looking for bite marks? What's the difficulty in dealing with such an inspection? Just quickly create a few fake ones, right?
Wang Xiaole pretended to cover his face with his arm, from the perspective of an outsider, it seemed like he was crying, but in reality, all he was doing was biting his arm with his teeth. At the same time, Isabella was reassuring herself in her mind, saying things like "further development is quite common."
Afterward, she regained her composure and resumed her examination of Wang Xiaole. The immediate result was evident: the fabricated bite marks indeed made the girl suspect herself. Of course, she had considered comparing the bite marks, but whenever that moment came, Wang Xiaole would put on a determined air of "if you come any closer, I'll hurt myself." With various confusing words, he ultimately led Isabella to a highly erroneous conclusion: "I am guilty! Even though I haven't done anything physically to you, the harm caused mentally cannot be undone."
Wang Xiaole had not anticipated the situation escalating to this point. Initially, he just wanted to casually omit the topic of being ridden. The fabricated evidence that followed was out of necessity rather than desire. He didn't need an apology from the girl and told her, "You don't have to compensate me, truly."
"You must! The emperor is guilty of a crime, and the commoners are equally guilty. I should not receive differential treatment just because of my special status." The stubbornness of the empress was as unyielding as a steel wall; once she set her mind to something, there was no changing it. However, the harm caused on a mental level is often the most difficult to compensate for. After pondering for a while, Isabella could only think of making an early decision on his marriage. She explained, "I can't let you live without psychological burdens in the future. At most, I can help you find a suitable marriage partner, so that your heart can be nourished as soon as possible."
"A marriage partner?"
"Exactly! During my occasional visits abroad, I have encountered many talented young men. If you want, shall I introduce you to one of them for you to get to know?"
"Don't joke around."
"I'm not joking, I'm serious."
But this seriousness struck Wang Xiaole's psyche far harder than any cruel joke. He could tolerate the idea of marriage, but the fact that the partner had to be a man... What kind of an international joke is this! Even if his physical body had become that of a girl, his inner self still remained that of a youthful and energetic young boy, and mentally, he was still a weirdo. If he were to marry a man, wouldn't that mean accepting a lifetime without returning to his original body? He absolutely did not agree, and he would forever maintain a heart that belonged to a boy. In order to prevent this place from becoming a matchmaking site, he decided to be straightforward and open his heart to Isabella, saying, "Although I am a girl, I only like other girls, and no males are within my hunting range. Do you understand?" "Oh..." With a long and drawn-out realization, she drew her own conclusion, "So, you're not interested in humans, but rather have a fetish for objects..." A bewildering mystery emerged. How did she come to this conclusion with Wang Xiaole's passionate and forceful confession? Did it have any direct or indirect connection to the girl's conclusion? "Since it's a fetish, you should have said so earlier. Which of the treasures in my palace warehouse have caught your eye? Speak up quickly, and I will make sure you are reunited with your beloved it as soon as possible." Did it have to be stated so directly? Fine, the person involved had nothing left to lose and let out the loudest cry of all:
"I don't like cold, lifeless objects, but living, flesh-and-blood beauties like you!"
This time, Isabella did not continue to walk further astray from her original misunderstanding;
she quickly developed a new misconception.
