The Cursed Child of the Demon Fox [Full Story]

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Prologue

A somber gray shrouded the heavens. The vibrant phoenixes fell silent, the light of the seven-colored flowers was swallowed by darkness, and the usually thin clouds coalesced into a thick, muddy black. Thunder rumbled everywhere. From the magnificent golden palace came the Heavenly Emperor's furious roar, causing the entire heavens to tremble. Lightning wove a net of imprisonment in the sky.
The gods knelt trembling in the draped halls, their beautiful faces contorted with fear. Another roar erupted from within the heavy veils:

"Damn it!!" The veils were whipped up by the wind, fragile lacquered gilded vases shattered from the sound, and the roof beams swayed dangerously. The Heavenly Emperor's single roar was enough to destroy this formidable city, yet his wrath followed in quick succession. The gods had nowhere to escape but to kneel outside the hall and endure his fury.

A ray of light descended, and the dignified Heavenly Empress, surrounded by seven-colored fairies, entered the hall.

"Empress Dowager!" The gods bowed in unison, as if seeing a savior. The Empress Dowager nodded slightly to them, and, supported by fairies, stepped past the gods and slowly entered the gauze curtain.

The Heavenly Emperor, his back to her, stood before the throne. His entire body trembled, shaking with rage. The Empress Dowager coldly surveyed the young man lying at his feet. His once lustrous light green hair was now gone. His eyes were closed, and a golden sword pierced his chest—the guardian artifact of Heaven, the Divine Sword of the Heavenly Realm. This sword always hung on a pillar behind the throne. Even a god with endless life would die instantly if pierced through the chest by it.

Upon seeing the scene before her, the Empress Dowager immediately grasped the whole story. She ruthlessly ordered the fairies beside her:

"Take down the Piyang Sword; don't let it get stained with that thief's blood." "Yes, sir!" Two fairies went over, about to draw their swords, when the Heavenly Emperor suddenly turned and glared at them. The fairies were sent flying out of the gauze curtains by his surging rage.

"Don't touch him!!" The Heavenly Emperor [entire text] completely lost his regal composure, roaring uncontrollably. His shout sent all the fairies, except for the Empress Dowager, flying.

The Empress Dowager didn't care whether her maids were injured. She smiled coldly, slowly walked to the Heavenly Emperor's side, placed her hand, painted with crimson nail polish, on her son's shoulder, and said maliciously:

"Good child, it was this ungrateful wretch who chose to end his own life. Why are you so angry for him?" The Heavenly Emperor's chest heaved violently. He waited for her, his eyes shooting out a cold, angry light. The Empress Dowager remained unfazed by his murderous gaze, still smiling seductively as she nestled against him. The Heavenly Emperor roughly shoved her away, squatted down, drew his sword, and tossed the blood-stained blade aside.

Trembling, he cradled the lifeless figure in his arms, burying his face against her congealed blood, sobbing uncontrollably, repeatedly calling her name: "Huixue…Huixue…" But alas, he would never receive a response.

The Empress Dowager coldly observed everything. She picked up the Piyang Sword, casually wiping the blood from its blade with a silk handkerchief. From her crimson lips came a string of emotionless words:

"My child, he was just a male concubine. Let him die if he wants. He never wanted to stay by your side anyway. I warned you long ago, the 'Wind God Clan' are arrogant. The better you treat him, the more they despise you. If you force him to stay, he'd rather die. Hmph... Gods who commit suicide never have a good end. They can never return to Heaven; they can only suffer the cycle of reincarnation in the mortal realm..." Her words stopped the Heavenly Emperor's weeping. He slowly put down Huixue and stood up. He turned around and walked blankly towards the Empress Dowager. She happily embraced him with one arm, still holding the Piyang Sword in the other.

"My dear child, have you finally come to your senses and returned to my side?" She smiled coquettishly, offering her lips. The Heavenly Emperor stiffened as she kissed him. He grasped her hand holding the sword, abruptly twisting the blade and thrusting it towards his own chest. The Empress Dowager cried out in alarm, opening her eyes to see blood gushing from her face. A smile played on the Heavenly Emperor's blood-stained lips. He staggered back a few steps, collapsing onto his lover.

"You...you actually..." The Empress Dowager glared at him furiously, holding Huixue in her arms. The usually ruthless woman showed surprise and anger.

"No matter where he goes, he is mine..." The Heavenly Emperor said with his last breath, "When he reincarnates in the mortal realm, I will go with him...no matter how many times I reincarnate...I will be with him..." After saying this, he held his lover contentedly and closed his eyes... Outside the Heavenly Court, an unprecedentedly loud thunderclap resounded, the deafening roar lingering for a long time. A chilling wind howled across the palace, and the gods looked up in fear and helplessness. A streak of cloud swept across the dark sky, and the Heavenly Consort, clad in colorful robes, descended hastily.

She didn't have time to accept the gods' homage, rushing into the palace.

"Sister, sister..." She found the Heavenly Empress behind the curtain, and also saw the dead Heavenly Emperor.

"This is..." The Heavenly Consort covered her mouth, taking a step back in disbelief.

"Hahaha...hahaha..." The Heavenly Empress suddenly let out a piercing laugh, her laughter wild and uncontrolled. Her close maids and the Heavenly Consort dared not approach.

She abruptly stopped laughing, crouched down, and gently stroked the Heavenly Emperor's cold, handsome face, whispering ominously:

"Foolish child...did you think you could be together forever? Hehehe...I won't let you be together...letting you be reborn as humans is too good for you..." "Sister?" The Heavenly Consort looked at her eerie smile, her whole body trembling with fear.

The Empress continued muttering to herself, "Good child... I will turn your most beloved and virtuous Huixue into a whore who has been with another man's ex-husband... Hehe... Let him be reincarnated as a cave fox demon... There is no more lewd creature than that... Don't worry... He will still be so beautiful, so charming, so charming that everyone will fall in love with him, everyone will want to possess him... Hahaha..." "Sister, what's wrong with you?" The Empress Dowager was terrified by her crazed eyes, but the Empress Dowager ignored her and continued chanting the curse:

"After you are reincarnated, you will continue to fall in love with him... However, I will not let you have a good ending. Everyone who falls in love with him will die a terrible death... Everyone who gets involved with him will be doomed. Your most precious Huixue will suffer endless torment and die alone... Hahaha..." Her hands, which were casting the curse, emitted a dark purple light, enveloping the two dead bodies.

"Sister! What are you doing?" The Empress Dowager could no longer hold back and rushed over to grab her. The Empress Dowager suddenly regained her composure. She stood up with a smile, took the Empress Dowager's hand, and said,

"Good sister, my son is already ruined. Let him be a scoundrel... Come, bring your lovely Fan Li. I want him to become the new Heavenly Emperor... With the assistance of us sisters, the Heavenly Realm will surely continue to prosper..." The Empress Dowager, instead of being moved by her gentle tone, felt a chill run down her spine. Was this her sister? Was this evil woman, whose eyes were filled with cruel killing intent, really her biological sister?

The Empress Dowager ignored her fear. She pulled her trembling sister along and calmly stepped out of the veil.

A few rays of colorful clouds pierced through the celestial clouds, dispelling the dark clouds. The world of the gods welcomed a new monarch.

Chapter One: "Waaaaah!" The cries of a newborn baby echoed through the magnificent bedroom. A maid took the baby from the midwife and quickly bathed and dressed him.

"Congratulations, Your Highness! It's a chubby little boy!" The old palace official happily showed the child to his mother. Princess Cui Zi, with her beautiful blonde hair, wiped the sweat from her brow and sat up in bed. She stroked her son's scrunched-up little face, her heart filled with joy.

The official outside announced, "The King has arrived." The tall and imposing Golden Fox King strode into the room. Under his blue-eyed gaze, Cui Zi lowered her head shyly and smiled faintly, "Your Majesty..." Jin Lin's lips curled into an unusual, cold laugh. Before the official could even show him the newborn prince, he suddenly rushed to the bedside, grabbed Cui Zi's hair, and slapped her across the face. Cui Zi saw stars and slammed her head against the bedpost.

"Your Majesty...?" Cui Zi covered her swollen face and spoke in a trembling voice.

"You wretch!" Jin Lin accused through gritted teeth, "You've been married to me for less than eleven months, and now this child is born! Tell me, whose bastard is this?" Cui Zi and the old official were shocked. It was common knowledge that the gestation period for a fox spirit was one year, and Cui Zi's childbirth time clearly did not match up.

"Your Majesty... I am..." Cui Zi couldn't utter a single word of explanation. Before being taken into Jin Lin's harem, she was a renowned dancer in the city, with countless patrons at her feet. She had no idea whose child she was carrying. Besides, she had always believed that the child she was carrying was Jin Lin's!

"Your Majesty..." The old official, who was on good terms with Cui Zi, dared to speak up, "A year's pregnancy time isn't always accurate... The Queen Consort only gave birth a month early, which doesn't prove that the child is an outsider's bastard..." Jin Lin glanced at the baby's appearance and laughed even more coldly, "You're right, but this child's hair is light green. I've never seen any fox demon with green hair." The official looked down and saw that the child's hair indeed had a shimmering emerald green luster, a color that could never appear on a fox demon.

"Could it be...could it be some other demon...?" The old man suddenly felt fear towards the baby in his arms, and Cui Zi was utterly speechless. Knowing that seeking acquittal was futile, she could only humbly beg for mercy:

"Your Majesty...I know I was wrong...Please forgive me!" Jin Lin, deeply in love with Cui Zi, naturally wouldn't take her life so easily. Jin Lin gave his final verdict:

"Cui Zi, I will spare your life out of consideration for our past relationship..." "Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty!" Cui Zi was overjoyed, but Jin Lin hadn't finished speaking [full text]:

"As for this bastard child, just throw him into the deep forest to fend for himself." "Your Majesty!" Cui Zi and the old man were both terrified. This child had only just been born; how could Your Majesty be so heartless? Cui Zi knelt down, pleading repeatedly,

"Your Majesty! He's innocent! It's all my fault! Please spare his life! Please have mercy!" The child was, after all, the result of a year of hardship she had endured carrying him. Born of humble origins, she had hoped to use the child to ascend to the throne, and though her dream had been shattered, she couldn't bear to see her own flesh and blood killed… "You dare say that!" Jin Lin kicked her away, turning to order, "Take this bastard to the forest and abandon him!" The old man dared not disobey. He sighed with difficulty, glanced at the tearful Cui Zi, and finally left with the child… "Please, please don't kill him!" Cui Zi cried out, rushing forward, but was stopped by the guards outside the door.

The infant seemed to sense the change in his surroundings, and he began to wail loudly.

"Waaah, waaah," the old man shook his head, softly comforting him, and sadly left the bedroom, walking into the depths of the woods.

A servant who had been guarding outside slipped away furtively, running into a small pavilion not far away. A handsome man was already waiting there. A servant leaned close to his ear and reported everything he had seen.

After listening to the whole story, the man nodded in satisfaction, a triumphant gleam in his eyes. He then triumphantly brushed aside the golden hair that cascaded down his chest and led the servant away.

His name was Biyang, a name given to him by his mother when he turned ten.

He had no concept of time; he only knew that the sky outside gradually brightened and darkened, and he could only sit on the small second-floor terrace watching the changing sky.

From the time he could remember, he had lived in this simple little bamboo house. He had no relatives, no friends, only a mute woman by his side.

He was not eloquent and could not speak well because the mute woman could not teach him, and there was no one to talk to him. His mother would visit him every two months; this was the only external thing he could touch.

"Biyang, you are so beautiful..." Every time his mother came to see him, she would say this.

He didn't know what "beautiful" meant; within his field of vision, all he could see was the mute woman's wrinkled old face and his mother's beautiful face.

His mother loved to cup his face in her hands, looking at it again and again, touching it repeatedly. First, she would admire him, then she would burst into tears, muttering things like how she felt sorry for him, slowly turning to worry and unease, before finally leaving in a panic.

He could only watch as she rode off on the white horse parked outside the door, disappearing along the winding path. At that moment, Biyang felt as if a hot stone was pressing down on his heart; it was painful, unbearable, even breathing became difficult.

He didn't know what was wrong with him; in his simple world, he didn't even understand worries. He always felt exhausted, unable to muster the energy to do anything. He didn't want to think, didn't want to move; nothing could interest him except sitting in a bamboo chair feeling the breeze. His appearance was that of an adult, but his mind remained that of a naive child.

Day after day, year after year, the leaves on the trees outside changed countless times, and Biyang could only sit on the small second-floor terrace, gazing at the distant horizon.

At night, a chilling wind swept in, and the starry sky was covered by layers of dark clouds. A light patter of rain fell, enveloping the dark forest in an eerie golden curtain.

The mute woman downstairs was already asleep; only Biyang sat listlessly on his bed, shaking the small rattle drum his mother had given him by the flickering candlelight.

*Dong dong dong dong…drip drip drip…dong dong dong dong…drip drip drip…* The rattle drum's crisp beat seemed to blend seamlessly with the rain outside.

The raindrops gradually transformed into dazzling beads of light, even eclipsing the candlelight.

Biyang put down the drum, gazing in wonder at the light streaming through the window. The tightly closed window suddenly flung open, a gust of wind blew in, and a tall, slender figure appeared and disappeared
in the light. As the figure became clearer, Bi Yang's mouth gaped open in surprise.

With a soft splatter, the two windows miraculously closed again. All that remained was a puddle of water and a handsome man whose entire body glowed.

Bi Yang huddled on the bed, watching the man approach. The light emanating from him gradually faded, allowing Bi Yang to see his features clearly. The man had long, black-purple hair, a handsome and refined face, and a slender, strong body draped in flowing gauze robes… The man leaned down, took a strand of his light green hair, and gently kissed it, his bewitching eyes locking onto the terrified Bi Yang.

“Indeed a beauty… This mission is truly to my liking…” the man smiled seductively, uttering a string of words that left Bi Yang bewildered. He reached out and stroked Bi Yang’s fair neck, causing him to tremble.

Who was he? What was he here for? Bi Yang’s mind was filled with doubt and fear, but he couldn’t express it.

“Little beauty, don’t worry, I’ll make you feel very comfortable,” the man said, gently pressing Bi Yang down.

Bi Yang felt his hands caressing his entire body and immediately tensed uncomfortably. The man lifted the hem of his robes, leaned between his legs, and began to suck on his engorged genitals.

"Drink..." Bi Yang gasped as her inexperienced desire was suddenly enveloped by a warm mouth, clutching the sheets nervously.

As the man's tongue moved skillfully, Bi Yang felt several streams of heat surge down from his lower abdomen, all converging on his penis. The small object quickly hardened and swelled. The man rubbed the swaying little fleshy ball with satisfaction, extending his tongue to lick along the base, then sucking hard on the tip, causing Bi Yang to gasp for breath. He simply took the entire penis into his mouth, skillfully manipulating it.

"Ah..." Bi Yang couldn't withstand much stimulation and quickly arched his body to release in his mouth. The man swallowed the thick, silky semen with relish, even greedily sucking out the little bit remaining in the glans.

"You're really horny..." He smiled, wiping the milky semen from the corner of his mouth with his finger, then putting it back into his mouth to suck.

Bi Yang lay panting, his face flushed. The man took off his clothes, naked, and straddled his chest, grabbing his limp penis and pressing it against Bi Yang's lips.

"Lick it properly, just like I did to you earlier..." Bi Yang seemed to be controlled, unconsciously opening his mouth and letting the object invade it. The man twisted his firm hips, thrusting wantonly into his mouth.

"Mmm... mmm..." Bi Yang let out broken moans as he was thrust into, the huge object filling his mouth and covered in his saliva. The semen seeping from the tip of the object mixed with his saliva, and the liquid he couldn't swallow in time dripped down the corners of his mouth, creating an even more obscene scene.

The man moved in his mouth while licking his fingers wet. Bi Yang sucked so hard that he cried out in pleasure. He pulled out his penis, which was about to explode, and began to thrust his wet fingers into Bi Yang's vagina. Bi Yang was a cave fox spirit who was naturally fond of sex, and it didn't take long for him to accept the invasion of the foreign object. His greedy vagina quickly tightened, sucking on the foreign object.

"Very good... your body is very honest." The man smiled, pulled out his fingers, and replaced them with something thicker and bigger, forcefully thrusting it in.

"Ah!" Bi Yang screamed in pain as the man, deeply inside him, kissed his lips and coaxed,

"Little beauty, relax... Your body is naturally meant to serve men, I promise you'll soon love this feeling..." Bi Yang whimpered and clung to him, his fingernails leaving scratches on the man's back. The man thrust his hips, gradually increasing the force. Bi Yang let out short moans, feeling his lower body burning with heat, a tingling heat emanating from his anus. His vagina began to tighten involuntarily, sucking in the enormous weapon.

"Good, good... huff..." the man praised, quickening his movements, "Squeeze tighter... Come on, move with me..." Bi Yang murmured, arching his back to meet his penetration, letting him reach his deepest, hottest spot. The man helped him sit on his lap, and the two continued their lovemaking face to face.

"Move... squeeze me... move properly... remember what I'm teaching you with your body..." The man breathed heavily, gripping Bi Yang's waist and making him rock back and forth.

The pain of his previous ordeal had long been replaced by pleasure; Bi Yang was immersed in ecstasy, closing his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated.

"Ah..." He spread his legs, squatting on the man's genitals, his own penis swaying along with him. The man skillfully manipulated his penis, finally causing him to convulse and release again. The man roared as he ejaculated inside Bi Yang's penis. When the hot liquid sprayed into Bi Yang's body, he felt a huge surge of energy spreading from his lower body, his previously weak body suddenly feeling as if it were on fire.

"Ah!" Bi Yang cried out, all the pores in his body opening up, radiating a blinding white light. That energy flowed continuously from the man's penis into his body, and Bi Yang tightened his vagina, greedily absorbing it.

The man below winced in pain, cursing, "Damn it! I knew it would be like this... Ah... But it feels so good..." His essence leaked into Biyang's body through the source of his desire. Anyone who had intercourse with the cave fox spirit would inevitably have their essence drained, but he never expected this inexperienced little fox spirit to drain it so thoroughly. He felt like he was about to be completely drained... Biyang's energy reached its peak, and the light emanating from his body reached its most intense point. He rolled his eyes back, almost fainting. The room was illuminated as if it were daytime. The light pierced through the roof of the bamboo building, rushing towards the palace outside the Sky Forest. The officials who hadn't yet fallen asleep clearly saw the light coming from afar.

The light seeped in through the window, and Jinlin suddenly got out of bed and went to the terrace.

"Your Majesty?" Cuizi, who was sleeping beside him, adjusted her open robe and followed him in confusion. Jinlin stared silently at the light in the forest, lost in thought. Cuizi saw that the direction the light came from was Biyang's residence! A chill ran through her, and a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

When Bi Yang opened his eyes again, it was already morning. The rain outside had stopped, and the mysterious man had vanished without a trace, just like the storm of the previous night.

Bi Yang sat blankly on the bed. The tearing pain in his anus told him that everything that had happened last night was not a dream. He clenched his fists and was surprised to find that he actually felt energetic all over.

Before, he was always weak and listless, but after last night's intense lovemaking, he was full of strength? He tried to circulate his internal energy and soon felt a magical heat flowing through his blood. The pain in his anus also disappeared without him realizing it.

Why was this happening? Bi Yang, as a cave fox demon, was completely unaware of his own habits. But he was very satisfied with his current changes.

He jumped out of bed full of energy and ran downstairs. The mute woman smiled when she saw him come down and served him a bowl of porridge. She seemed to have noticed the strange activity in Bi Yang's room during the night but had not intervened.

Just as Biyang was about to sit down, the sound of horses neighing came from outside, followed by a chaotic clatter of hooves—it sounded like at least five or six horses. The mute woman and Biyang exchanged bewildered glances. Cuizi always visited alone; was this not her?

The mute woman pushed Biyang upstairs while she went out to deal with the situation. Biyang hid at the top of the stairs, eavesdropping. He heard a sharp male voice ask,

"Who are you? Why are you living here?" The mute woman babbled a few times, and the voice continued, "This is royal territory. Don't you know ordinary people aren't allowed to enter? Tell me, how long have you been living here?" The mute woman could only ramble on. The voice then said to another person, "Your Majesty, it seems she's mute..." A familiar female voice rang out, "Your Majesty, there's nothing special here... perhaps we should go back..." It was his mother's voice! Biyang happily descended the stairs. At this moment, a majestic and deep male voice rang out:

"Why are you so nervous? Is there some unspeakable secret here?" "No..." "Go in and take a look." "Your Majesty, this..." A group of people barged in, and Bi Yang, unable to avoid them, stood in the center of the small hall, facing them head-on.

The intruders gasped upon seeing Bi Yang.

Long hair with golden glitter in a light green hue, beautiful eyes as blue as the sea that seemed to hook one's soul, snow-white skin and cherry-red lips creating the most dazzling beauty. Exquisitely crafted features, a slender and alluring figure... the youth's ethereal beauty had surpassed even the realm that a fox demon could achieve.

"You..." Jin Lin stared incredulously at the stunningly beautiful youth before him, almost forgetting how to breathe.

There was such a peerless beauty in his territory? He suppressed his wildly pounding chest and unconsciously walked towards him. Bi Yang took a few steps back, looking frantically at the only familiar people he knew, the mute woman and his mother, as if pleading for their help.

The mute woman was blocked by Jin Lin's guards and could not approach, while Cui Zi, knowing she was in grave danger, dared not acknowledge him at this moment.

Bi Yang had nowhere to retreat, and Jin Lin forced him to the dining table, his burly body blocking his path. As if to confirm the other's authenticity, he reached out and touched his smooth cheek.

Bi Yang cowered in fear, hiding away. Jin Lin immediately comforted him tenderly, "Don't be afraid... I won't hurt you..." Bi Yang relaxed a little, meeting his gaze with a hint of timidity. The panic in his eyes pained Jin Lin. Faced with such a stunning beauty, he was willing to tear out his own heart to gain his trust.

"Don't be afraid, I absolutely won't hurt you..." he said in an unprecedentedly gentle tone, a softness even his most favored concubine had never heard.

Behind him, Cui Zi knew something was terribly wrong from his attitude. Was her premonition about to come true? Every time she looked at Bi Yang's beautiful face, she had a feeling that any man who saw him would be captivated, willing to go through fire and water for him. Even Jin Lin was no exception!

She hid Bi Yang here initially to protect him, but gradually, she realized that if Jin Lin saw him, he would never have the heart to kill him.

"Your Majesty..." she tried to speak, but Jin Lin's eyes were only on the incomparably beautiful Bi Yang, and nothing else could attract his attention.

He affectionately put his arm around Bi Yang's shoulder and asked more gently, "How did you end up living here? What's your name?" Bi Yang shook his head helplessly, looking at his mother repeatedly. Jin Lin then followed his gaze to Cui Zi.

"Do you know him?" he asked, and Cui Zi answered in a hoarse voice,

"Yes..." Jin Lin looked at Bi Yang's face again, and after a moment of heart palpitation, he gradually recalled the baby he had ordered to be abandoned here two hundred years ago.

"Then... what is your relationship with him?" "Your Majesty... you should have guessed by now, if you still recognize his hair color..." "Could he be..." Jin Lin turned to stare at Bi Yang in astonishment, "Why is he here?" Cui Zi told him everything: "Your Majesty, this mute woman has lived here with her husband since the time of the late king, guarding the forest. Later, her husband passed away, and the people in the palace forgot about her existence, but she has always lived in this place..." "So what?" Jin Lin interrupted impatiently. Cui Zi said:

"You ordered Bi Yang to be abandoned here, but she rescued him... One day, I secretly came in to look for him with a glimmer of hope, and that's when I found out that my child was still alive and well..." "You've been hiding this from me all this time?" "I'm sorry, Your Majesty..." Cui Zi knew that arguing was useless, so she could only honestly admit her mistake. Jin Lin was also filled with mixed feelings at this moment. Logically speaking, he should execute this bastard on the spot, but... he looked at Bi Yang again with infatuation. Who could bear to hurt such a beauty? He remained silent for a long time, his mind still undecided. Cui Zi waited and waited, finally unable to resist asking,

"Your Majesty... what do you intend to do with him?" Jin Lin's face darkened slightly, and he decided to stick to his first thought upon seeing Bi Yang: "I want to take him back." Jin Lin took Bi Yang back to his harem, where his officials dressed him up. They dressed him in a bright, white brocade robe, styled his strangely beautiful green hair into a beautiful bun, and secured it with a fine jade hairpin. Skillful palace maids even applied a thin layer of rouge to his face and drew a delicate plum blossom between his fair brows.

The officials brought the newly dressed Bi Yang before Jin Lin, whose gaze could no longer leave him. He stared at Bi Yang's beautiful face, his whole body burning with desire, feeling a throbbing ache in his genitals, and he longed to immediately pin him down and possess him completely.

"Bi Yang... come..." Jin Lin suppressed his desire, took his small hand, and led him into the magnificent small hall.

Waiting in the small hall, besides Cui Zi, was a handsome blond man. Both were Jin Lin's favorites. The blond man, named Shuo Lan, was the queen of the Golden Fox clan. Two hundred years ago, he and Cui Zi vied for the queen's position. Cui Zi, holding the advantage of being a woman, intended to win by bearing a child. However, she gave birth to Bi Yang, a child who didn't resemble a Golden Fox. Although she was lucky enough not to be banished to the cold palace, she lost her right to be queen and would forever remain Shuo Lan's defeated opponent.

They were recognized as the two most beautiful women in the Golden Fox clan, one representing the male and the other the female. People envied Jin Lin's boundless good fortune. But today, with Bi Yang standing before them, she immediately paled in comparison. Their combined beauty couldn't even match half of Bi Yang's.

Jin Lin felt that all the beauties in his harem combined couldn't compare to Bi Yang. With this celestial beauty, what use were those ordinary women? No, even a celestial being couldn't compare to Biyang's beauty, Jinlin thought, embracing her.

His infatuation with Biyang was blatant, and how could Cuizi and Shuolan not notice? Shuolan outwardly smiled and asked Jinlin to introduce them, but inwardly he wished he could tear Biyang's beautiful face apart. He was the most handsome man in the Golden Fox Clan, and no man could outshine him. Seeing Biyang now naturally fueled his jealousy and hatred.

Cuizi was also filled with mixed feelings. She couldn't admit her ugly jealousy of her son, nor could she put on a warm facade. She could only sit quietly to the side, twisting her fingers in conflict.

Jinlin, with Biyang in his arms, sat at the head of the table and introduced her:

"Biyang, this is my Empress, Shuolan. As for the other one, I think I don't need to say anything more..." Shuolan raised an eyebrow and glanced at Cuizi without showing any emotion. He already knew Biyang's identity from his informant. The mother-son relationship between the other party and Cui Zi made him feel threatened. In his view, Bi Yang's entry was undoubtedly a declaration of war against him by the mother and son. He was convinced that Cui Zi wanted to use her handsome son to win Jin Lin's favor, unaware that Cui Zi was also completely unwilling for Bi Yang to enter the harem.

Bi Yang looked at them helplessly, not understanding why his mother always kept her head down and wouldn't look at him. He didn't understand what he was brought here for, nor did he understand that the man holding him was his mother's husband. Tragically, he didn't even have the ability to ask, and could only let them manipulate him.

The four people, each with their own thoughts, drank and chatted aimlessly. During this time, Shuo Lan mentioned with ulterior motives:

"Your Majesty, Bi Yang is so charming, it's too unfair to make him an ordinary male concubine." "Oh? Do you have any good suggestions?" "I think, at least give him the title of a formal imperial concubine to make it right, don't you think, Sister Cui Zi?" Shuo Lan asked with a fake smile.

Cui Zi stammered, "Your Majesty and Your Highness can decide for yourselves..." "Oh dear, that's not right. Bi Yang is your own son, of course you have to support him." Shuo Lan deliberately brought up a sensitive topic.

Jin Lin clearly didn't like facing this issue either, and he coughed deliberately. Shuo Lan, presuming on her status as Queen, didn't care about his deliberate avoidance and pressed on, saying,

"By the way, Your Majesty, having obtained such a stunning beauty as Bi Yang, you must announce it to the world. I think with Bi Yang's beauty, there are few in the entire Floating Netherworld who can compare to her. Those blind clan leaders will definitely be envious of Your Majesty." Shuo Lan knew that Jin Lin would never dare to openly admit that he had taken his concubine's child into the harem and that he had abandoned the child in the forest years ago. She brought these things up to embarrass Jin Lin.

Jin Lin's face turned pale and then flushed. He growled angrily, "What I do is none of your business!" Fortunately, Shuo Lan knew when to stop; provoking a tiger requires careful judgment. He quickly bowed and apologized,

"I was wrong, Your Majesty, please calm down." Jin Lin didn't want to argue with him anymore; he just wanted to see his new favorite, kiss him, and hold him tenderly. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, it's getting late, you may all leave." Shuo Lan obediently left, but Cui Zi stood blankly outside the door.

"What's wrong?" Jin Lin asked impatiently.

"Your Majesty..." Cui Zi timidly began, "Could I say a few words to Bi Yang?" Jin Lin looked at her face, then at the bewildered Bi Yang, thinking that perhaps she wanted to tell Bi Yang about the intricate entanglements between them. He absolutely did not want Biyang to reject him because of this, so he said firmly, "No, let's talk about it tomorrow. We're going to rest now." Cuizi felt a pang of pain in her heart. She couldn't understand what he meant by "resting."

One was her son, the other her husband; she never dreamed they would one day share a bed! Her voice trembled as she pleaded,

"Your Majesty, I beg you… let me say a few words to Biyang… I promise I'll leave after saying [the whole text]." Even the naive Biyang could see his mother was about to cry. He cried out, trying to run to her side. Jinlin immediately wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him back.

"Ah!" Biyang resisted in his arms, and Jinlin hurriedly explained in his ear,

"Biyang, I'm not trying to bully your mother, be good…" Biyang pushed against his chest even more stubbornly. Unable to do anything about him, Jinlin vented his anger on Cuizi, shouting,

"Say what you have to say!" Cuizi took a step back, her face full of sorrow, and before her tears could fall, she said in a trembling voice,

"Biyang, your mother can't protect you… please serve Your Majesty well…" She said [the whole text], then turned and ran away quickly. Biyang stared blankly at the empty doorway, her mind a complete blank.

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