The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 1371

There was a huge wooden tub nearby, and it was filled with steaming hot water.

‘F*ck! What is going on?’ Darryl was in a daze. He was baffled!

“Prince Consort, you’re awake!” A palace maid noticed that Darryl was awake; she said happily, “The Empress sent us to serve you!”

‘Oh, so it’s like that!’

Darryl snapped back to his senses. He asked, “So, this place is—”

Before he could finish his question, the palace maid pursed her lips and smiled. “You’re the Prince Consort. Naturally, this is Princess Long’s residence!”

‘F*ck me! This is Quincy’s residence?’

Darryl was stunned again.

Before he could say anything, the palace maid said attentively, “Prince Consort, the hot water is ready! Let me help you bathe and change your clothes!”

Then, the other palace maids came to help Darryl take his clothes off!

At that moment, Darryl was no better than a beggar. He needed a bath and some new clothes!

Gulp!

Darryl could not help swallowing when the maids surrounded him. After Sonya kidnapped and tortured him for the Blood Battle Eight Directions Scripture, he had blood all over his body. It was time for him to have a bath.

It was quite comfortable to have the palace maids help him to wash anyway.

Darryl smiled and nodded. “Sure!”

‘Such good treatment, why should I waste it?’ He laughed discreetly.

Bang!

Before he could take a bath, someone kicked the bedroom door open. Quincy entered, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she blushed. Her face suddenly felt hot.

The palace maids did not dare slack off; they immediately responded and left the room.

Before they left, they looked at Darryl pitifully. They knew about Quincy’s bad temper. They were afraid that Darryl would have a hard time in the future.

Suddenly, there were only Darryl and Quincy in the huge bedroom.

However, Quincy’s anger did not settle. She pointed at Darryl and yelled, “Come down from there at once!”

She was Princess Long; how could she let a stupid man sleep on her bed?

Darryl did not know whether to laugh or cry. He slowly got down from the bed. He pouted and said, “Fine, I’ll get down. Why do you have to be so angry?”

Then, Darryl smiled and looked at Quincy. “Don’t glare at me. I did not come here on my own. The Empress sent someone to get me. Also, your bed is too small! It would be too cramped for both of us. I might not even want to lie on it!”

“You—”

Quincy was livid. Darryl was a despicable man! He had lay in her bed and took advantage of the situation, yet he still dared be so sarcastic!