[Fantasy] The Harem is in Chaos (Complete) - 8

Chapter 35. So alluring...

In the Yingge Courtyard, a refreshing night breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers drifted through the room, and the soft candlelight reflected on the silver gauze curtains, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene.

Beneath the window, Qu Liushang lowered his eyes, his slender fingers constantly twirling a jade cup, his sword-like brows slightly furrowed, remaining silent.

Su Yingge sat opposite him, flipping through the pages of the newly acquired alchemy formulas.

After a short while, having finished reading a stack, he raised his head, his eyes clear as snow, looking at Qu Liushang, a slight smirk playing on his right lip, and teased wickedly, "So worried about the pig demon? Then go find her. That Crown Prince, hehehehe."

Qu Liushang was already quite irritated, and seeing his unrestrained laughter only intensified his displeasure. He glanced at the sky outside, slammed his wine cup heavily on the table, and muttered under his breath, "This woman needs a beating!" He stood up, intending to leave.

Just then, one of Su Yingge's servants entered and whispered a few words in her ear. Su Yingge's long eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her good mood plummeted.

He had taken advantage of Qin Liyue's absence to call Qu Liushang to his room for drinks, secretly arranging for his men to thoroughly search Yingge Courtyard and Yingqiu Pavilion, where Qin Liyue had previously stayed, hoping to find the Ice Silk Blood Spirit. However, after nearly a hundred men had worked for an hour, they had found nothing. Furious,

he dismissed his men, his eyes darting around, and called out to Qu Liushang, who had already stepped out of the room, "Hey, there's news about Ye Qianxun."

Qu Liushang stopped and turned back.

Su Yingge leaned back in her chair and said slowly, "According to reliable sources, he has already left Huandong County and is heading south of Nanfo. You know, the area south of Nanfo is the territory of Tiansheng Palace, and even my Cao Gang members can't just enter. If you set off tonight and travel by water day and night, you might be able to intercept him at Lion Fox Mountain south of Huandong County."

Qu Liushang thought for a moment and asked, "Is the information true?"

Su Yingge nodded seriously.

"Send me two of your best helmsmen. They will depart from Nanpu in half an hour." Qu Liushang finished speaking and strode towards the door.

Seeing him disappear outside, Su Yingge's lips curled into a wicked smile of triumph.

With him dealt with, the remaining pig demon would be much easier to handle. However, that kid Jinlu seemed to treat that pig demon somewhat differently. To avoid any unforeseen complications, it would be best to deal with him as well. Hmm, the arrival of Tiansheng Palace Master Yun Qian and the Fifth Prince Jin Wei is the perfect opportunity.

*

Sacred Garden.

Fine beads of sweat glistened on Li Yue's smooth forehead, shimmering like jewels under the lamplight. Her beautiful head tossed and turned restlessly on the pillow, her small hands gripping the bed curtains and pillow corners tightly, her taut body arched in a perfect curve.

Even biting her lips red, she couldn't suppress the soft, languid moans, for her long, shapely legs were firmly held down by a pair of large hands, and between her legs was a head buried.

She didn't want him to do such a thing, but… it felt so good, better than ever before. The intoxicating sensation from the wet, soft tongue was completely different from the feeling of fingers; that radiating, tingling pleasure numbed her entire body, making her feel breathless.

His technique was so skillful, his movements so practiced, that in no time, the intense pleasure made her tremble uncontrollably. She braced herself on the bed with her elbows, struggling to pull back, resisting with a hint of fear: "No, no more..." Her soft tone was less a rejection and more a plea for mercy.

Jinlu held her legs tightly, preventing her from moving, his caresses growing even more frenzied.

The painful pleasure pushed her to her breaking point; she let out a cat-like shriek, her body stiffening and trembling a few times before collapsing onto the bed like a puddle of water. Her

delicate cheeks flushed a beautiful cherry-pink under the haze of desire, her watery eyes half-open and hazy, her slightly parted red lips exhaling a fragrant breath.

He looked up at the girl on the bed, lost in her captivating pleasure, and smiled slightly. This smile was mature and confident, carrying the pride and triumphant thrill of a man—definitely not something a normal fifteen-year-old boy could possess.

Unfortunately, Li Yue, lost in thought, didn't see it. By the time she finally snapped out of her reverie, the devilish man had already kissed her way up her flat stomach, his long, silky hair brushing against her still incredibly sensitive skin after her climax, instantly bringing back that itchy, empty feeling.

She looked at the stunningly handsome man on top of her, trying to gather her scattered thoughts, wondering: Is he really the nine-year-old boy from six years ago? Is he really mentally challenged? The skill and confidence he displayed in bed surpassed that of any normal man. Could a fifteen-year-old mentally challenged boy do that? But… if he was faking it, then he was far too insidious…

Before she could finish her thought, his hot breath was already on her ear. She opened her eyes to look at him. Apart from a slight flush on his cheeks, he still had an innocent expression, as if he had no idea what his actions meant, simply instinctively trying to please her.

"Little Yueyue, do you like it?" He kissed her rosy cheeks, his long eyelashes brushing across her delicate skin like a brush, causing a slight tickle.

"Mmm... I like it." Feeling his hot hand lingering on the smooth inner thigh, Li Yue couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She decided to ignore everything else for now; no matter what, her body truly loved his touch—that was a fact.

It was unbelievable that he could give her such a wonderful, ecstatic feeling without even penetrating her. Before, she thought Ye Qianxun was alright, but now she knew, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

His lips, tinged with desire, sealed hers. She reached out and gently stroked his smooth cheek, envious of the soft, silky texture her fingertips felt. Her fingers moved down, tracing his neck. His skin was smoother than any man's she had ever touched, yet it was anything but soft. Where her slender hand touched, she could feel the firm muscles beneath the smooth skin.

Those were... well-proportioned and powerful muscles.

Enjoying his skillful kisses, she narrowed her eyes slightly: if such muscles weren't from martial arts training, then he must be extremely passionate about physical exercise, and the kind of high-intensity exercise at that. She

wondered if bedroom exercises could also develop muscles like this…

It turns out that getting distracted during intimacy is a bad habit, one manifestation of which is: when the man on top of you does something unfaithful, you don't have time to react.

While she was lost in thought, a slender finger, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, silently invaded her body.

She tensed, panting, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I want to make Xiaoyueyue happier." The devilish man seemed to really like her lips, kissing them passionately for a moment. His whispered voice was deep and slightly husky, making Liyue's heart flutter.

Feeling the foreign object inside her, she awkwardly pulled her legs together, but inadvertently squeezed him even tighter. His breathing quickened, one hand around her shoulder, gently kissing her smooth neck, his fingers beginning to explore skillfully.

A slight itching sensation made her squeeze her legs together uncontrollably, involuntarily rubbing and twisting.

"Little Yueyue, you're so soft and tight..." His hot breath brushed against her sensitive skin, his voice seductive and alluring.

A blush rose to Li Yue's face. Although it wasn't her first time being intimate with a man, it was certainly the first time someone had explored her private parts with their hands, and the first time she had been praised for being "so soft and tight." She discovered that every movement and every word from him aroused her desire.

Under his careful and gentle exploration, a sensitive spot was unintentionally touched, bringing a strange pleasure that made her moan softly, her small hands gripping his arm tightly.

He stopped his exploratory movements and began to focus intently on the sensitive spot he had just discovered.

Waves of pleasure, accompanied by slight spasms, washed over her, and she almost immediately moaned, "Mmm, so numb... ah... so good..." Her legs, which had been pressed together, instinctively parted to allow him more freedom of movement.

He left several kisses on her chest, then moved upwards, sealing her sweetly moaning lips with a passionate, deep kiss. Below, a second finger was inserted, thrusting in and out forcefully, each stroke rubbing against the soft flesh brimming with pleasure, driving her to madness.

"Ugh... ugh..." The intense pleasure caused Li Yue to involuntarily arch her back again and again. Those two fingers didn't cause her the same swelling and pain as Ye Qianxun's, but the pleasure they brought was no less intense. She unconsciously bit her lower lip, the intense pleasure causing her to tighten her grip on his shoulder.

In just a moment, the overwhelming pleasure was almost too much for her to bear. Her shapely, fair legs trembled slightly, her small toes curled up, and her eyes welled up with tears. She whispered her resistance between Jinlu's lips, "No, I can't... um... stop..."

Jinlu lowered his face and kissed her passionately, his hands moving faster, even eliciting soft, wet sounds. These sounds, accompanied by Liyue's involuntary moans and his panting, were incredibly sensual.

"Mmm... uh..." The pleasure accumulated uncontrollably, finally snapping at a certain climax. In an instant, Liyue arched her body stiffly, feeling a dazzling, fiery red light before her eyes. All consciousness was completely drained away in that moment, leaving only a near-death experience of pleasure.

So good, so incredibly good. If she could die now, it would be the most enviable way to die in the world.

For a long time, Li Yue remained in a hazy, unconscious state after her climax. When she finally opened her eyes, completely limp, and looked at the man beside her, she found him propped up on the bed, leaning to one side, his clothes half-undone, revealing a large expanse of smooth chest muscles and the alluring curves of his lower body. His devastatingly handsome face was flushed with an alluring blush, his seductive eyes gazing at her with seductive eyes. His nimble tongue darted out from his rosy lips, lightly licking two glistening fingers… the very two that had just entered and exited her.

Seeing her look at him, he smiled shyly and whispered, “So sweet.”

Upon opening her eyes to this scene, Li Yue felt a “boom” in her mind, her reason completely collapsing.

This devilish man, how could he be so seductive?!

She couldn't resist any longer. No matter what kind of person he was, tonight, she would devour him whole!

Or… be completely devoured by him…

Chapter 36, Good Things Take Time…

Li Yue, aroused by Jin Lu’s seductive charm, lost all lust. Ignoring her nakedness, she pounced on Jin Lu, pinning her beneath her.

Jin Lu’s expression instantly turned timid. Looking at Li Yue straddling him, he whispered, “Little Yueyue, what do you want to do?”

Li Yue leaned down, her nose brushing against his, and chuckled, “Little pinkie, whatever you want to do, I will do.”

Jin Lu’s cheeks flushed red, and he scolded, “Little Yueyue, you’re so lecherous.”

Li Yue was taken aback. She said she shared his thoughts, and he said she was lecherous. Whether she was lecherous or not, the key question was what he was thinking. Who was the lecherous one?

Well, thinking about that now was a waste of time.

She lowered her gaze, and when she saw his bright eyes, she suddenly recalled the scene of her entanglement with Qu Liushang on the rooftop last night, and she was momentarily lost in thought.

Liu Shang was so good to her, yet here she was, entangled in bed with this adorable little pink-haired girl, who was either genuinely naive or feigning ignorance. Thinking about it, she felt a pang of guilt…

But this devil beneath her was so alluring, his skills so exquisite; to just let him go would be a waste.

What should she do?

As she struggled with this dilemma, a pair of hot hands slowly moved from her slender waist to her smooth back. She snapped back to reality, only to hear the devil beneath her say with an innocent expression, “Little Yueyue, don’t you know what to do? I’ll teach you, okay?”

Seeing him lying so obediently beneath her, not only letting her do as she pleased but even willing to teach her how, Li Yue felt immensely satisfied. She thought: Never mind, I’ll devour this devil first. Liu Shang is so inexperienced; I’ll treat this as learning from him.

With this thought, she calmly began to strip off his robes.

Beneath the wide red brocade robe lay a godlike, muscular body.

Because his skin was fair and smooth, his perfectly shaped muscles, like those sculpted from jade, were evenly distributed across his tall frame. Beneath his broad chest, six neatly arranged abdominal muscles lined his slender waist, an irresistible sight.

Stunned, Li Yue looked up at his face, then at his body, scratching her head somewhat helplessly.

She had already thought Ye Qianxun's delicate, oval face and his well-proportioned, muscular physique were mismatched, but this devilishly handsome man beneath her was even more outrageous.

A woman's beautiful, delicate face, yet possessing the physique of a muscular man—tsk!

Calling it a spectacle wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Only her little darling Liu Shang was somewhat normal.

Lost in thought for a moment, she reached out and touched his chest under his expectant gaze. His skin was damnably perfect, not only fair and smooth, but also without a single mole, except for a narrow scar on his left chest.

It was a sword wound, narrowly missing his heart. This meant that if the sword had missed even slightly, the monster beneath her might have already been reincarnated.

Seeing this wound, Li Yue was certain he was indeed the nine-year-old child from six years ago. When she abducted him to the bandit gang, he was already severely injured, and she was the first to bandage his wound.

A nine-year-old prince, stabbed in the heart, then carried around in a pocket at night—the story… was worth studying.

But Li Yue didn't want to study it now; she only wanted to study his body.

She leaned down and bit into the smooth muscle that made her envious. The excellent elasticity made her squint her eyes in satisfaction. She heard a soft "hmm…" and looked up to find the monster staring at her with a flushed face.

Was he groaning?

Li Yue blinked uncertainly, then lowered her head again, taking his small, red nipple into her mouth and gently sucking.

"Mmm...it's so itchy..." the devilishly handsome man moaned sweetly, gazing at her with irresistible allure.

He really could moan! While the sound was undeniably seductive, it also made her wonder if he moaned like that when he was beneath Su Yingge.

This thought sent chills down her spine, and she immediately decided to get straight to the point.

She wriggled her body towards his lower body, reaching out to pull down his underpants.

He reached out and grabbed it, timidly refusing, "No, I'm scared..."

"Come on, you've been with that sarcastic guy countless times, and you're telling me you're scared?" Li Yue said angrily, her words dripping with sarcasm. She stubbornly engaged in a tug-of-war with him, but unexpectedly, the devilish man let go without any backbone. The moment he pulled down his underpants, his erect penis nearly hit her face. Luckily, she reacted quickly and dodged to the side, covering her mouth as she stared wide-eyed at the absolutely majestic and domineering "weapon," exclaiming, "How can it be so big?"

The devilish man smiled shyly and gave a very weak answer, "I'm precocious."

Li Yue struggled to close her small mouth, staring at the one that was larger than Ye Qianxun's in both length and thickness. Instinctively, she shrank back, thinking: Ye Qianxun's was already almost stretched to its limit; if this were it, it would definitely tear her apart. So, it wasn't that she didn't want to eat, but she really dared not eat, and couldn't eat it. She

hadn't even seen Liu Shang Xiaoguai's yet; he was about the same height as this devil. If this one was about the same, she'd just bang her head against the wall!

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Li Yue was instantly provoked again, puffing up her cheeks and looking up defiantly, "You're the pervert! Who wouldn't be scared after growing up like this?"

"Those concubines in the palace aren't scared? After trying it once, they couldn't bear to let me go, keeping me busy every day," the devilish man said seriously.

So young and already surrounded by concubines, be careful she doesn't die from exhaustion!

Li Yue thought to herself, but couldn't help but fantasize: He could make her feel like she was in heaven just with his lips and hands, what would happen if he really used his penis? Would it hurt like hell or feel like she was going to explode with pleasure? She really wanted to know.

"Little Yueyue, aren't you cold? I'll hold you while you sleep." Seeing her sitting naked and lost in thought, the devilish man considerately reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Li Yue had her back to him,

her back pressed against his chest, a hot, burning sensation. His erect penis pressed intentionally or unintentionally against her buttocks, the intense heat impossible to ignore.

Li Yue felt like she was being scratched by a cat; she wanted to try it, but was afraid of the pain; she wanted to sleep, but couldn't.

In her agonizing torment, the devilish man gently brushed aside her long hair, his lips lingering on her delicate nape with passionate kisses. The intimacy made her flinch, but this slight movement caused his member to slide between her legs.

His body stiffened, then he slowly began to rub gently between her thighs.

"Mmm... mmm..." The tingling sensation made Li Yue moan softly. His rapid breath was close to her ear, while his hands skillfully caressed her breasts. Everything made her feel so empty inside, so full of desire.

If she had never experienced the taste of passion before, it wouldn't have been so bad, but she had only recently descended from that exquisite peak, making this moment exceptionally torturous and unbearable.

Gritting her teeth and enduring for a moment, she finally surrendered.

No, she wanted it so badly, and regardless of the pain, she had to be filled.

Thinking of this, she slightly raised her delicate buttocks, welcoming his thrusting movements, and panted, "Come in, give it to me..."

Behind her, Jinlu's lips curled into a victorious smile, but his voice was very uncertain as he asked softly, "Little Yueyue, do you really want me to go in?"

Impatient with his dawdling, Liyue rolled over, pressing him down beneath her again, pressing his erection against her most tender spot. Just as she was about to sit down, a guard's loud report suddenly came from outside the door: "Reporting to Your Highness, Palace Master Yun of Tiansheng Palace and the Fifth Prince have arrived."

The sudden voice startled Liyue, almost causing her to fall off him, and she stopped halfway through her actions.

With a flick of her sleeve, Jinlu tossed aside the layers of gauze curtains beside the bed, exclaiming in annoyance, "No, no!" She then grasped Liyue's slender waist, her face full of longing, "Little Yueyue, let's continue, ignore them..."

"Your Highness has quite the nerve, refusing even to see Palace Mistress Yun?" Before she could finish speaking, a haughty voice, accompanied by the sound of the door opening, boomed into the ears of the two on the bed.

Liyue was instantly annoyed. If Jinlu hadn't lowered the bed curtains earlier, their intimate moments would have been exposed by this uninvited barbarian.

Jinlu ignored her, pulling Liyue down and gently kissing her smooth, jade-like shoulders and neck.

Liyue glanced sideways, vaguely seeing four or five people enter the room through the bed curtains, their features indistinct.

"Your Highness, Palace Mistress Yun has arrived, aren't you going to come out and pay your respects?" It was that same haughty voice, its incessant whining disturbing the peace.

Jinlu removed her lips from Liyue's skin, shouting angrily at the curtain outside, "What palace master? I don't know him! Get out of here and don't disturb me!"

The man sneered, "I'm afraid that won't work." As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of sword light appeared outside the curtain, and the large curtain fell with a thud.

In a flash, a white figure darted into the slowly falling curtain, and with a few light turns, before anyone could react, there were two startling "slaps." The Fifth Prince Jinwei, who hadn't even had time to sheath his sword, already had two bright red handprints on his face.

The handsome man in brocade robes and a jade crown beside Jin Wei, who appeared refined and gentle, was the first to recover. Pointing his folding fan at Li Yue, who was only wrapped in tattered bed curtains, he shouted, "Who are you? How dare you lay a hand on the Fifth Prince? Are you tired of living?"

Li Yue glanced around at the five people who had entered. Besides Jin Wei, whom she had slapped twice, and the arrogant fellow beside him, there was a purple-clad man in a wheelchair. He wore a finely crafted silver mask, and his hands, resting on the armrests, were gloved with silver thread. Although he was in a wheelchair, it did not diminish the imposing aura of superiority and privilege emanating from him—mysterious, alluring, and extraordinary.

Behind the wheelchair stood two women in white, both possessing breathtaking beauty. This purple-clad man must be Yun Qian, the renowned Palace Master of the Heavenly Saint Palace; unexpectedly, she was crippled.

Li Yue stepped onto the stool beside her, her bare, fair legs immediately drawing the attention of Jin Wei and the handsome man beside him. She gave a forced smile and said, "The Palace Master of Tian Sheng Palace holds a position of extraordinary importance. Perhaps he doesn't need to pay respects to the Crown Prince, but you—" She glanced at Jin Wei, "are you also above the Crown Prince in status? Don't you need to pay respects to him too?"

The man beside Jin Wei was speechless at her question. Jin Wei, however, became composed, giving Li Yue a cold glare, and said, "The affairs between us brothers are none of your business, you lowly servant!"

"Even if I do interfere, what the hell can you do about it?" Li Yue slightly raised her chin, her arrogant demeanor enough to make a dead man rise from the dead and die again.

Jin Wei's face turned ashen. With a clang, he drew his longsword, about to attack Li Yue, when Yun Qian gently raised her right hand.

Jin Wei froze, extremely unwilling yet daring not to disobey, and sheathed his sword, retreating.

Yun Qian turned her face to Jinlu, who was lying on the bed, covered by her robes at some point. After a moment, she gestured to the maid on her right. The maid nodded, stepped forward, and said to Jinlu, "Your Highness, the Palace Mistress will be waiting for you at Fanghua Garden tomorrow morning at Chenshi (7-9 AM). Please be on time."

Jinlu pouted, clearly unwilling, and didn't reply.

Yun Qian didn't mind and waved for everyone to leave.

Watching them disappear outside the door, Li Yue turned back to look at Jinlu, who lay on the bed looking unsatisfied, and felt immense sympathy.

Being a crown prince without real power was truly frustrating; even enjoying intimate moments in bed could be interrupted.

Now that the spoilsport was gone, what to do next? Continue?

Before she could think it through, the four guards outside shouted in unison, "Who goes there?! Stop!"

Qu Liushang's angry voice rang out, "Qin Liyue, get out here right now!"

Upon hearing this, Liyue jumped up, her calm demeanor vanishing without a trace. She hurriedly gathered her scattered clothes and frantically put them on, looking completely flustered, like someone caught in the act by her husband.

On the bed, Jinlu propped his forehead with one hand, watching her silently.

After tidying up, Liyue smoothed her long hair, turned to slip away, but seeing the pitiful Jinlu on the bed, she darted to the edge like a gust of wind, leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead, hurriedly saying, "Little pinkie, go to sleep, sister's leaving now." With that, she vanished through the door.

Chapter 37, Falling into the clutches again...

Arriving outside the Sacred Garden, she saw Qu Liushang standing not far away by the roadside, watching her, his face darker than the night sky above.

Li Yue walked up to him with a sheepish smile, looking up at him and saying, "Why are you here? I just had a cup of tea inside."

Qu Liushang saw her shifty eyes and ingratiating expression, looking like a guilty thief. Although he had his suspicions, he quickly reasoned that her actions proved she still cared about him. Coupled with his preoccupation with killing Ye Qianxun, he didn't press the matter further, saying, "I..."

He only managed one word before sniffing, suddenly pulling Li Yue close, burying his face in her neck and inhaling deeply. His face, which had just begun to improve, turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Such a strong scent of ambergris and eroticism couldn't be left by a simple hug or kiss.

Thinking this, he was filled with shock, taking a step back and looking at Li Yue with utter disappointment, saying, "You...and him..."

"No, no, it's not what you think." Seeing his reaction, Li Yue hurriedly waved her hands in denial.

"Then what is it?" Her hasty denial only fueled his conviction, a chilling pain settling in his heart.

Li Yue blinked her large eyes, looking at his pained expression, speechless. His expression left her unable to come up with an excuse.

After a moment of awkward silence, he gave a bitter smile, turned, and left without looking back.

Watching his tall figure recede into the moonlight, Li Yue opened her mouth, but ultimately couldn't utter a word. His expression told her she had hurt him. "

Liu Shang, can't you really accept me like this?

It's good to have a devoted love, but you don't know, after experiencing Yu Wuchen, I no longer have the courage to give all my feelings to one person.

The same goes for you. "

Li Yue lowered her eyes, stood for a moment, then turned and walked towards Yingqiu Pavilion.

*

Late at night, unable to sleep, Yu Wuchen sat up at the sound of knocking. Opening the door, he saw Chu Xiu standing outside.

"What is it?" Yu Wuchen's long hair was disheveled; his insomnia had worsened his already agitated mood.

"Young Master, Qu Liushang has left the island," Chu Xiu reported quietly.

Yu Wuchen's crescent-shaped eyes snapped open, and he asked, "When?"

"Half an hour ago. Long Tian is still on his way, so the assassination plan will likely be shelved again," Chu Xiu said.

Yu Wuchen paused, then flicked his sleeve, which billowed in the moonlight like a graceful cloud, before turning and walking into the house, saying, "I'll go meet him myself."

*

After midnight, the weather changed drastically. The moon hid behind thick, dark clouds, and the night was pitch black.

In Shenglin Garden, a shadowy figure darted over the wall and silently entered Jinlu's room, kneeling by the bedside and bowing respectfully: "Master."

Long, slender, jade-like fingers touched the edge of the bed, and then a face so radiant that it seemed to glow faintly even in the dim night appeared before the man in black.

A strikingly handsome fifteen-year-old boy leaned lazily against the headboard, his eyes like a wolf's. Gone were his playful laughter and shyness; his expression was cold and profound. With an air of unapproachability, he looked expressionlessly at the man in black kneeling beneath the bed and asked, "How did things go?" "

Our men have arrived at Mount Damang in Dongyi and are negotiating with local officials about mining iron ore. With Yan Huang's jade pendant in hand, there shouldn't be any problems," the man in black reported. His voice was somewhat familiar, for this man was none other than Li Shi, one of his four trusted generals.

"Very good," Jinlu nodded.

Li Shi paused, then said, "Master, I have a question."

"Speak." Unlike his usual rambling, Jinlu was concise, as if saying more would be a waste of time.

"Danxia Town is the iron ore capital of Dongyi, and it's also close to my Nanfo. Why are we going to such lengths, choosing the treacherous and inaccessible Damang Mountain to seek ore?" Li Shi asked.

“Dongyi is now under the Empress Dowager’s rule. Yan Huang’s token is only effective in remote, inaccessible areas. In a large town like Danxia Town, which is under the jurisdiction of the Dongyi court, it will not only be of little use but will also easily expose our position,” Jinlu said calmly.

Li Shi bowed his head and said, “Your subordinate understands. Your master is wise.”

“No matter what, we must contact Yan Huang as soon as possible. As a young emperor who is being held back, he should be willing to cooperate with me, and I need him as well,” Jinlu instructed.

Li Shi accepted the order and then asked, “What about the arrangements for Miss Qin…”

Mentioning her, a slight smile finally appeared on Jinlu’s lips.

His birth mother was of lowly status and died shortly after giving birth to him. From a young age, he was the lowest-ranking prince in the palace.

When he was seven years old, his father, due to poor health, wanted to establish an heir apparent and, as in previous dynasties, invited the Palace Master of Tiansheng Palace to participate in the selection of the crown prince.

For reasons unknown, among the thirteen princes, the old palace master chose him alone, the one most inconspicuous among the crowd.

He remembered his father's initial hesitation; the old palace master and father had a long talk, the content of which remained unknown to anyone but the two of them. But after that talk, his father changed his mind and decided to heed the old palace master's advice and make him crown prince.

Although he escaped the fate of being trampled on like a weed and rose to become the crown prince, second only to the emperor, his life was far from optimistic.

He knew many people resented him, and the greatest threat naturally came from the fifth prince, Jin Wei, whose mother, Consort Rong's family, controlled nearly 60% of the military power in Southern Buddha.

He was constantly cautious and on guard, but unfortunately, he was too young to protect himself. At the age of nine, during a hunting trip with his father, he encountered the greatest calamity of his life.

The moment the cold sword pierced his chest, he knew he was doomed. Yet, his survival instinct made him subtly shift his body at the last moment. The intense pain almost made him scream, but to save his life, he could only desperately suppress his trembling and feign unconsciousness.

After being shoved and jostled around in a sack by the assassins for half a day, his consciousness began to fade due to blood loss. To stay conscious, he bit his lower lip until it bled.

At the last moment, the sack binding him was untied, and a beautiful face—the warmest and most beloved face he had ever seen—appeared before his dazed eyes. From that moment on, he remembered her with his life, his savior—Qin Liyue.

Before meeting her again, he had considered countless ways to repay her, including giving her gold and silver, bestowing upon her a title of king or marquis, granting her status and fame… and so on.

But after this unexpected encounter on Tianyi Island, he decided on his final way of repaying her—he would take everything that was rightfully his, then marry her and share this beautiful landscape and a magnificent life with her.

Such an unconventional yet charming woman, he believed, was unparalleled in the world.

"Remember, from now on, you have two masters." Lost in thought for a moment, he came back to reality and looked down at Li Shi.

Li Shi stiffened and quickly replied, "Your subordinate will remember. In that case, should we take action to eliminate Qu Liushang?"

"No rush, someone will take care of it," Jinlu casually remarked.

Li Shi looked up in confusion.

Jinlu glanced at him sideways: "Didn't you notice that Yu Wuchen's face has been dark all day?"

A bead of cold sweat broke out on Li Shi's forehead. This Miss Qin had certainly offended quite a few people. Afraid that Jinlu would see through his thoughts, he made small talk: "To kill Qu Liushang, I'm afraid Yu Wuchen isn't entirely confident."

"Regardless of who wins or loses, I'd be happy to see it happen," Jinlu said, her eyes deep and a cold smile playing on her lips.

*

The next morning, when Li Yue woke up, she found Tanlang sleeping under the bed.

She didn't know why it had returned, but she was truly annoyed by its clinging to Yu Wuchen these past few days. Filled with resentment, Li Yue gave it a good thrashing, then sat in front of the dressing table, lost in thought.

What should she do today?

Head bowed, the image of Qu Liushang's lonely figure turning away last night floated into her mind. She angrily crumpled her long hair into a ball.

After much deliberation, she realized that she was happiest when she was with him, so…

ugh, this is so frustrating. Should she really apologize to him? How should she begin?

What if he made her swear that she would only ever have him?

But… should she really continue this cold war with him? She was so bored being alone on the island…

After agonizing for an hour, she slowly tidied herself up and decided to use breakfast as an excuse to go to the Song Pavilion to talk to him. As

soon as she stepped into the courtyard, the aroma of food made her, already hungry, ravenously hungry. Following the scent, she and her dog darted into a lush, green pavilion. Seeing two plates of exquisite pastries and a small glass of tempting, sweet-smelling fruit wine on the table, Li Yue's eyes lit up.

She couldn't resist reaching out her wolfish paw, but just as she was about to touch the delicious-looking pastries, Li Yue's heart skipped a beat. She quickly withdrew her hand and looked around warily.

The enticing aroma, the exquisite shapes, the perfect combination—it was exactly the same as what happened in the bamboo forest! It must be the work of that sharp-tongued Su Yingge again; there must be poison in it!

Thinking this, Li Yue swallowed hard, circling the intricately carved round wooden table, her eyes fixed on the two plates of pastries. They

smelled so good, so tempting; looking at them gave her the illusion that she would starve to death if she couldn't eat them.

Oh dear, she really couldn't resist; she wanted to eat them again. She reached out her claws once more.

Poison!

A warning bell rang in her mind, making her stop again.

She stared at the two plates of pastries, drooling uncontrollably. After a moment, she couldn't help but clutch her head, stamping her feet in utter frustration, cursing, "That damned, sharp-tongued man! He actually poisoned these pastries! Doesn't he know what a waste of good food is?"

After her outburst, she sniffed and began to lament, "Looking but not being able to eat, it's hell on earth!"

"Pfft!" Just as she finished speaking, a soft laugh suddenly reached her ears.

Her hair stood on end, and she looked up, only to find Su Yingge gracefully leaning against a branch in the large tree beside the pavilion, one leg resting on the branch while the other dangled casually. His cloud-white gauze dress appeared even more pure against the vibrant green backdrop.

He rested one hand on his bent leg, holding a long, crystalline purple flute, his clear gaze like the brightest moonlight in the dark night, shining down upon Li Yue.

Li Yue sighed inwardly. She must have been starving to the point of being so distracted by the two plates of pastries that she hadn't noticed the person perched on the nearby tree, thus exposing her embarrassing state.

Composing herself, she looked up, pouting, and said, "I came to find Qu Liushang, I just went to the wrong place." With that, she turned to leave.

"He's not here, why rush? Finish your breakfast before you go," Su Yingge said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"Not here? Where did he go?" Li Yue turned back, glancing at the pastries on the table, and asked Su Yingge.

"He didn't say, he just asked me to take care of you before he left. So, if you haven't had breakfast yet, feel free to eat the pastries on the table, they're not poisoned," Su Yingge said earnestly.

Not poisoned?

Li Yue's gaze darted between Su Yingge's handsome face hidden among the leaves and the tempting pastries on the table. After a few glances, she couldn't tell whether she wanted to eat the pastries or him more.

Shaking her muddled head, she glared at him and said, "I won't fall for your tricks!" She turned and ran towards Qu Liushang's room.

Behind her, she heard his soft chuckle, and then, the clear, melodious sound of a flute began to rise.

Qu Liushang really wasn't there?!

Li Yue looked around the empty room, thinking: Could this guy have run away in anger again like he did at Zhu Wumen?

Somewhat dejected, she returned to the pavilion and looked up at Su Yingge playing the flute in the tree. To be honest, the flute music was truly beautiful, sometimes melodious and low, sometimes long and drawn-out, truly a sound that could stop the clouds and linger in the air.

Thinking about it, this man knew medicine, knew how to use poison, could cook, knew music, and even knew how to use herbs to prepare Jinlu so tenderly… Tsk, what a capable person! If only he weren't so sharp-tongued and annoying.

As Li Yue thought about this, she suddenly felt dizzy and immediately became alert.

Concentrating intently, she noticed a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance emanating from the original aroma of the food, its source unknown.

Her companion, Tanlang, who had been following her, swayed and collapsed. Liyue reached out to steady herself against a nearby pavilion pillar, gritting her teeth as she asked Su Yingge, "What did you do to me?"

Su Yingge put away his long flute, landing lightly like a cloud. Smiling, he walked onto the pavilion, picked up a small, delicate pastry, and popped it into his mouth.

He squatted down, watching with amusement as Liyue collapsed weakly to the ground. Swallowing the pastry, he used his flute to lift Liyue's delicate chin, his lips brimming with sweet fragrance, and said, "I told you it wasn't poisonous, but you didn't believe me. You're so naughty!"

Liyue, realizing the faint fragrance was emanating from the jade flute in his hand, was speechless. Now she had no doubt that every strand of this sharp-tongued man's hair was poisonous.

"What do you want to do?" she asked, suppressing her anger, her body so weak that even speaking was difficult.

Su Yingge's clear eyes darted around mischievously, a slight smile playing on her right lip, bright yet wicked. She leaned closer and whispered, "Now, let's play some more fun games."

With that, she scooped up Li Yue, carefully avoiding the fallen Tanlang, and strode out of the pavilion.

Chapter 38: Tortured...

On the first floor of Tianyi Pavilion, the walls were lined with shelves filled with all sorts of jars and pots. In the center of the room stood a small bamboo bed, on which Li Yue lay supine.

Beside the bed was a small table, upon which lay a dozen or so gleaming blades of varying sizes and shapes.

Su Yingge straightened his sleeves, casually sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up a thin blade about three inches long, tested its sharpness with his slender fingers, raised one eyebrow and glanced at Li Yue on the bed, a half-smile on his face, and said, "I've already dissected ninety-nine people on this bed. Want to be the hundredth? Hmm? Look at this knife, though small, it's extremely sharp. Cutting through this muscle is as easy as cutting through tofu, and you probably won't even feel any pain."

As he spoke, he lightly traced the blade against Li Yue's cheek, the slight chill making the hairs on Li Yue's body stand on end. She couldn't help but say, "Su Yingge, you shouldn't mess with a friend's wife. Aren't you afraid Liu Shang will come after you for this?"

"A friend's wife? Ha, as far as I know, Qu Liushang was so angry last night that he left. Whether he'll come back is still debatable. Let's not talk about settling scores." Su Yingge curled one corner of his mouth, his smile mocking.

Li Yue choked, glaring at him resentfully.

"Don't look at me like that. I like tall, slender women. I'm not interested in a short, fat pig demon like you." Su Yingge put down his blade and brushed his hand.

Li Yue was furious. Perhaps she wasn't very tall or slender, but she was definitely not fat.

"You sharp-tongued man, are you blind? Where am I fat?" she shrieked.

Su Yingge turned around, kneaded her flat stomach, patted her bouncy buttocks, and shook his head with disgust, saying, "Tsk tsk, it's all fat!"

Li Yue almost fainted from anger at his smugness.

"Alright, I'll give you one last chance. Tell me, where's my Ice Silk Blood Spirit?" Su Yingge asked her seriously.

"Feed it to the dogs!" Li Yue was furious; she'd never tell him.

Su Yingge paused, then smiled instead of getting angry. He stood up, looked around, and sighed, "All these treasures in my room finally have a use again. Hmm, I'll go find some fun things for you to try."

He turned and left, returning a moment later with two crystal bottles. He placed one on a small table and held the other up to Li Yue's nose.

A finger-length, bright red centipede was slowly crawling inside.

Li Yue glanced at it, then looked at him, puzzled. Was he trying to scare her with such a small centipede? Did he underestimate her?

Receiving her disdainful gaze, Su Yingge curled her lips and said, "Not particularly attractive, is it? Indeed, compared to other centipedes, it's small and shy. One indication of this is that it likes to burrow. If I put it on your face, it will burrow into your nasal cavity. If it can't get through, it will dig a hole. Look at its mouthparts; they're unlike any other centipede. With such hard mouthparts, it can even crush bones. So, once it burrows into your body, it will have no trouble moving around."

Li Yue stared intently at the centipede's mouthparts, which were indeed unusually ferocious. Imagining such a creature gnawing and digging holes inside her body, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the fear on her face, Su Yingge smiled and then picked up another bottle. A slug, about three inches long and as thick as a finger, was stuck to the bottle wall.

"Haha, isn't this little thing cute? It's so soft and white. It'll feel a little sticky when it's on your skin, but once it starts crawling, you won't feel the stickiness anymore because its mucus will corrode your skin clean, without damaging the blood vessels inside. Have you ever seen someone without skin but still with intact blood vessels? Tsk, to be honest, I still can't draw a diagram of the distribution of blood vessels in the whole body." Su Yingge smiled and pressed the bottle against Li Yue's pink cheek, asking, "Which one do you want to try? Or, both at the same time?"

Looking at Su Yingge's ambiguous smile, Li Yue's heart trembled slightly.

This man was different from Qu Liushang, Huangfu Jue, and anyone else. Although she disliked Huangfu Jue, she was certain he wouldn't endanger her life. But this man in front of her might really be capable of harming her. She couldn't see through him.

What should she do? Should she give in now? How unwilling she was!

As she hesitated, Su Yingge's expression suddenly sharpened. "Oh, I completely forgot there's something even more interesting." With that, he picked up the two bottles and turned to leave, returning a moment later like the wind, carrying a palm-sized, round, long-necked bottle. Inside, a black worm, about an inch long with pointed ends, was wriggling excitedly.

Su Yingge excitedly waved the bottle in front of Li Yue, asking, "Do you know what this is?"

Li Yue stared at the worm, silent. What could be so exciting to this pervert?

"It's called a Tyrant Maggot. Its biggest characteristics are its ability to eat and reproduce. Just that one trait is enough to make you disappear from this world without a trace in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. What, don't believe me?" Su Yingge smiled, turning back to pick up a small, transparent box containing a large rat. He poured the Tyrant Maggot into the box through a small hole at the top.

As soon as it entered the box, the maggot slithered towards the large rat. The rat struggled violently, squeaking and screaming, its gray fur quickly turning crimson with blood. It was in excruciating pain, convulsing and leaping, staining the entire box with its blood. But soon, it quieted down.

Black maggots, extremely agitated, burrowed into the flesh and blood—one, two, three… In the blink of an eye, the rat's bloodied corpse was covered with countless large and small black maggots, writhing and gnawing.

Li Yue felt a churning in her stomach, extremely nauseous, but unable to vomit due to her limp body, she felt unbearably choked.

In the blink of an eye, besides a pile of bloody rat fur and dozens of wriggling maggots, not even a bone fragment remained in the box.

This efficiency was faster and cleaner than any corpse-dissolving powder.

Su Yingge, holding a long needle, picked up a giant maggot from the box. Even though its body was pierced by the needle, it still struggled fiercely, full of vitality.

Su Yingge grinned wickedly and held the needle tip to Li Yue's nose. The strong smell of blood and the disgusting creature sent shivers down Li Yue's spine.

"Tell me, where should I let it burrow into your body? Here, here, or here?" Su Yingge said, lewdly tracing the jade flute down her neck, past her breasts and navel, finally stopping between her legs. "Or, do you prefer to start here?"

"Su Yingge, you pervert! Bastard!" Li Yue cursed angrily at his teasing.

"Feeling good cursing? I'm sure you'll feel even better later." This sharp-tongued man's skin seemed to be made of iron; his smile remained unchanged as he slowly probed the needle tip towards her lower abdomen.

Li Yue stared wide-eyed. As the black maggots drew closer to her body, her heart clenched tighter and tighter, her nerves stretched to the limit, and fear swept over her like a tidal wave.

Just as she was about to beg for mercy, Jin Lu's soft, sweet voice called from outside the door, "Little Su Su, where are you?"

Su Yingge's hair stood on end, and her hand trembled. The small movement made Li Yue scream in terror, "Ah—I'm going to fall! I'm going to fall! Help!"

"Little Yueyue, I'm here!" With Jin Lu's triumphant cry, the doors of Tianyi Pavilion were kicked open with a "bang," and a bright, imposing figure appeared at the entrance.

Li Yue was astonished: This little pink-haired girl was indeed a hidden talent. These two doors were made of pure copper, and he kicked them to pieces with one kick?

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that two of the Four Heavenly Kings were standing behind him, rubbing their legs.

Su Yingge stared at the two fallen doors, her face turning green. She threw the long needle to the ground, pointed at Liyue, and shouted at Jinlu, "You bastard, if you don't fix these doors before dark, I'll rape and kill her!"

Jinlu pouted, walked over, picked up Liyue, and arrogantly said to Su Yingge, "What kind of skill is it to bully her? If you have the guts, rape and kill me first!"

Su Yingge was speechless.

Jinlu, carrying Liyue, walked triumphantly towards the door, not forgetting to turn back with a smile before leaving, adding, "Not coming here is unacceptable."

Seeing them disappear outside, Su Yingge slapped her forehead and said fiercely, "Damn Jinlu, damn pig demon, ah, I hate you so much!"

*

Liyue stayed in Shenglin Garden all day, and Tanlang was nowhere to be seen, no one knew where he had gone to freeload.

The former master of Tiansheng Palace passed away five years ago, and the current master seems dissatisfied with Crown Prince Jinlu, intending to support the Fifth Prince Jinwei. That night, Jinlu was again summoned for a talk, much to his dismay.

Recalling her two consecutive defeats at the hands of that sharp-tongued man, Li Yue grew increasingly resentful. She had to find a way to vent her anger, or she would surely die of frustration.

Hiding a few pastries for Tan Lang in her sleeve, she crouched on the wall of the Sacred Garden, cautiously surveying her surroundings.

To be honest, this was the first time in her life she had been so wary and suspicious of someone—that damned sharp-tongued man!

Confirming that the area was safe, she nimbly vaulted over the wall and stealthily moved across the island like the wind.

Reaching the Sword Testing Stone on the cliff, she pulled out a box containing the Ice Silk Blood Spirit from a crevice at the base of the boulder, thinking angrily, "If you anger me, I'll use it to make soup for Tan Lang, hmph!"

Just as she turned around, clutching the box, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the distance, startling her.

He appeared silently, appearing like a ghost in the hazy moonlight.

After recognizing the familiar figure, Li Yue calmed down, walked up to the dark figure, and looked up, saying, "Hey A-Du, could you please make a little noise next time you appear? You always scare people."

The person who appeared was none other than Guan Du.

Slightly taken aback by her address, Guan Du quickly regained his composure, calmly cupping his hands and saying, "It's been over a month, Miss Qin, how have you been?"

Li Yue waved her hand, saying, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern. What brings you here?"

Guan Du replied, "I came to the island on business and learned that Miss Qin was also here, so I came to see you."

"Oh," Li Yue said, indicating she understood. After thinking for a moment, she placed the box in her arms into his hands, saying, "Please keep this for me for now."

Guan Du glanced at it briefly, then said, "Alright." Looking up at Li Yue's pure and beautiful face, he added, "His Highness misses you very much."

Li Yue, who had been pondering how to deal with Su Yingge, stumbled upon hearing this, looking up at Guan Du with a slight smile, "You don't need to speak well of him. He wouldn't miss me, I'm not Jiang Hanyu."

"Princess Hanyu has already gone to the palace to accompany her mother," Guan Du said.

Li Yue's eyes darted around a few times. "It seems the Emperor doesn't really trust the newly appointed general of Tongxuan Pass," she said.

Guan Du nodded.

Li Yue continued, "I say, Huangfu Jue is impulsive, short-sighted, stubborn, and womanly-hearted. He has absolutely no qualities of an emperor. Why did you choose to follow him?"

Guan Du looked at the dark, distant river and said, "Before the late Emperor passed away, he left an edict bequeathing the throne to the thirteenth prince. But when the edict was announced, it changed to be bequeathing it to the third prince. The cross had an extra stroke and a hook. My sworn brother, with whom I've shared a life since childhood, was wiped out because of this. The Prince calls me 'Uncle' because I am his maternal uncle's sworn brother."

Li Yue sighed. "Your sworn brother has really caused you a lot of trouble."

Guan Du turned to look at her, and after a moment, said, "Actually, the Prince isn't as you see him..."

Li Yue raised her hand to stop him, saying, "In terms of appearance, he is indeed a dragon among men, but I'm not interested in a pretty face. Getting back to the point, you've come all this way to see me, is there anything I can do for you?"

Guan Du didn't deny it, and said somewhat humbly, "Indeed, there is something I'd like to ask Miss Qin to help mediate."

Li Yue leaned against the rock, crossed her arms, and said, "Tell me."

"Miss Qin must already know, our Prince wants to form an alliance with the Blood Shadow Palace, but the last negotiation failed, so I'd like to ask Miss Qin to help act as a go-between," Guan Du said.

Li Yue was taken aback, and asked curiously, "Why do you think I can help you with this?"

Guan Du calmly looked up, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight: "Zhao Si and his clansmen died under the Sun and Moon Scimitar. As far as I know, only the Night Demon Ye Qianxun could wield the Sun and Moon Scimitar with such mastery."

Li Yue sighed: So that's why. But, she and Ye Qianxun were just bed partners. How could she explain to him that her relationship with Ye Qianxun wasn't close enough to influence his decisions?

Seeing this, Guan Du very understandingly said, "If you find it difficult, just pretend I didn't mention it."

She wanted to refuse, but after he said that, she found it hard to say no.

Li Yue inwardly cursed the old man's cunning while saying, "I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee it will work."

Guan Du cupped his hands and said, "Thank you. I also have some information that might be of some value to Miss Qin."

"Oh?" Li Yue raised her eyes.

"I heard that Miss Qin and Su Yingge seem to have a grudge. Su Yingge has few weaknesses, but according to reliable sources, he keeps a lover in the capital of Nanfo, nicknamed 'Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden,' who is exceptionally beautiful and talented. It is said that Su Yingge traveled thousands of miles to the Illusionary Snow Mountain where Blood Shadow Palace is located to steal the rare Blue Crystal Snow Lotus to please her." Guan Du gossiped earnestly.

Li Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled slyly, patted Guan Du's shoulder, and said gratefully, "Don't worry, I will do my best for your matter."

Chapter 39, The Chrysanthemums are Red...

When Li Yue found Tan Lang in Yingqiu Pavilion, it was pitifully lying alone in the room. Li Yue was very puzzled again. Tan Lang, like her, was someone who couldn't stand being alone, so why would it rather stay here alone than go to Shenglin Garden with her?

She really wanted to know why it was so afraid of that little pink Jinlu.

Fearing she might fall victim to Su Yingge's clutches again if left alone at Yingqiu Pavilion, Li Yue only stayed a short while before heading back to Shenglin Garden. Tanlang still refused to go with her, calling out pitifully behind her.

Arriving at Shenglin Garden near midnight, Jinlu and the Four Heavenly Kings were gathered in the hall, seemingly locked in a stalemate.

Jinlu sat sullenly by the window, while the Four Heavenly Kings looked helpless.

Li Yue scratched her head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"That cripple wants me to go back to the palace tomorrow, and I don't want to go back," Jinlu said, her face full of resentment.

The cripple? Yun Qian? A bead of sweat appeared on Li Yue's forehead; she seemed to understand why Yun Qian disliked him.

Hearing this, Li Shi, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings, advised, "Your Highness, the palace is quite fun too. You've been away for almost a month now; don't you want to go back at all?"

Jinlu blinked her bright eyes, twisted her body, and said, "Those male servants, they're all more beautiful than women! I'm tired of them already! I'm not going back!"

Male servants? Beautiful?

Upon hearing those two words, Li Yue's eyes lit up instantly.

Going to the capital was great! She could escape Su Yingge's clutches, vent her anger on his lover, and there were plenty of handsome male servants in the pink palace… oh—Li Yue noticed she was drooling a lot lately.

Her eyes darted around, and she snuggled up to Jin Lu, coaxing, "Little pink one, I've never been to the palace before. Why don't you take me to see it?"

Jin Lu turned her face, asking innocently, "Little Yueyue, do you mean you want to come back with me?"

Li Yue cleared her throat and said, "Yes, but I still prefer you to call me Sister Yue." Hearing the name "Little Yueyue" reminded her of how he had done this and that to her in bed. This seemingly innocent devil was a completely different person once he was in bed. Thinking about it now, she felt a little embarrassed.

Jinlu happily hugged her, her smile enchanting: "Okay, from now on I'll only call you Little Yueyue in bed, and you'll call me Sister Yue everywhere else."

Liyue: "..." Looking at the four kings who turned their backs with stiff expressions, she silently wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Although he had indeed given her unparalleled pleasure in bed, the thought of how she had angered Liu Shang by indulging in that momentary pleasure made Li Yue lose all interest in continuing their affair. She went to another room to meditate and practice her martial arts.

Two hours later, her face turned pale, and unable to suppress the churning blood in her chest, she coughed up blood and collapsed in agony.

Her body convulsed, she bit her lower lip, desperately enduring the ant-like pain coursing through her limbs.

It was truly no use; she couldn't continue practicing. Was it really as Su Yingge said, that her meridians and bones were too weak, limiting her progress in martial arts?

But how could she remedy this deficiency? She had to practice martial arts; she had to protect herself. In this world, relying on anyone else was futile; relying on oneself was the only true path.

She believed Su Yingge must have a way to help her; the problem was, how could she get him to genuinely help her instead of harming her?

Rather than returning the Ice Silk Blood Spirit to him, she was certain that threatening him with the "Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden" would be more effective, if he truly loved that woman.

Upon hearing the news that Jinlu was taking Liyue with him, Su Yingge was furious. However, Jinlu's status was a constraint, and because Yun Qian was leaving with Jinlu, Su Tingsong personally saw them off. Therefore, no matter how angry Su Yingge was, she could only retreat to the sidelines, watching helplessly as Liyue stood at the bow of the ship, looking down on him with a sly smile. Jinlu and his party

traveled for half a month by water and then two days by land, finally arriving at the capital of the Southern Buddha Kingdom—Shengyang.

Along the way, apart from Jinlu's repeated rejections of his advances, leading him to vent his anger on the Four Heavenly Kings, and Liyue's several attempts to lift Yun Qian's mask, which caused several minor disturbances, everything was peaceful.

Liyue had traveled the world since childhood, seeing all sorts of bustling and prosperous towns, and was therefore unfazed by the grand scale and vibrant atmosphere of Shengyang.

However, the Southern Buddha's palace did indeed surprise her a little. Take the Golden Thread East Palace, for example: the ground was paved with snow-white jade, the dragon pillars were inlaid with red agate, the curtains were hung with lustrous luminous pearls, and even the eaves were adorned with pure gold wind chimes…

Looking left and right, up and down, Li Yue came to one conclusion: the emperor is incredibly wealthy!

Walking through the vibrant East Palace garden, where butterflies and bees danced in the air, surrounded by a dazzling sea of flowers, Li Yue was truly confused, unable to distinguish whether it was autumn or summer. Even Tan Lang, who had been hanging his head the whole way, seemed to have perked up a bit.

The old emperor was in poor health, so Jinlu was summoned to serve him as soon as she returned. Liyue waited until evening, but he still hadn't returned. Just then, a middle-aged eunuch brought her dinner, and she stopped him, asking, "Hey, have you heard of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden in Shengyang?"

The eunuch nodded, replying in a high-pitched voice, "Yes, I have."

Liyue's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked, "Do you know where she is?"

"The chrysanthemums are red." As he said these four words, a slight blush appeared on the eunuch's cheeks.

"The chrysanthemums are red? That's strange. Is it a place name or something?" Liyue asked, puzzled.

The eunuch's voice became even higher-pitched: "It's the famous 'Dragon Yang Holy Land' in the capital."

"Pfft—" Liyue, who had just taken a bite of a sweet, juicy orange, spat it all out upon hearing this.

The eunuch quickly jumped back, brushing the filth off his sleeves.

"Dragon Yang Holy Land? The chrysanthemums are red? Cough cough…that's quite a vivid and fitting name!" Liyue smiled, wiping her mouth with a handkerchief.

At this point, she suddenly realized something and asked in astonishment, "The Holy Land of Longyang? That Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, is she a man?"

The eunuch nodded and said, "He is recognized as the most handsome man in Southern Buddhism besides His Highness the Crown Prince."

Tsk! In that case, Su Yingge must be a homosexual without a doubt. This sharp-tongued man is indeed a pervert. He is clearly a homosexual, yet he shamelessly says, "I like tall and slender women." Bah! He's been homosexual for too long and can't distinguish between men and women!

Li Yue grumbled inwardly, then asked, "Um, cough, where is the Chrysanthemum Red?"

The eunuch shook his head and said, "I've never been there, I don't know."

Li Yue looked the eunuch over and said as if she understood, "Oh yeah, there's no point in you going."

The eunuch's face darkened.

"Alright, that's all, you can leave now." Li Yue waved her hand heartlessly and began to feast with her lover.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Jinlu still hadn't returned.

Li Yue stepped out of the palace, listening to the crisp sound of wind chimes under the eaves. She stretched lazily in the cool evening breeze, preparing to leave the palace to find the infamous "Chrysanthemum Red."

This was a sacred place for homosexuals! She'd seen plenty of men and women together, but never men with men. Tonight would be an eye-opener, hehe.

"Tan Lang, let's go!" she patted Tan Lang's head cheerfully, rising to take a step, when a flash of blue light caught her eye out of the corner of her eye.

She turned back alertly and saw a small blue light, like a firefly, flickering in the dim night in a corner of the garden, unlit by the palace lanterns.

That blue light...it was familiar.

Remembering how badly he'd tormented her those two nights, she narrowed her eyes, about to turn and walk away, but then remembered Guan Du's request.

Fine, since he'd found this place, he was clearly after her. There was no escaping; she might as well go and have a proper talk with him.

With this thought in mind, she calmly walked towards the blue light.

From a distance, she saw a tall, elegant figure leaning against a large tree. His fair face glowed faintly in the hazy moonlight, his eyes shining like stars.

Li Yue had never seen anyone more suited to darkness than him. In her eyes, he wasn't just a demon of the night, but the emperor of the night, a bewitching enchantress. It wasn't the darkness that set him off, but he who imbued the darkness with a mysterious and alluring meaning, like the Manjusaka flower blooming in hell—a decadent and desperate beauty, unparalleled.

She stood before him, yet he remained looking down at a small Ashoka flower on his fingertip. Above him, the tree blossoms were like snow.

Tonight, he seemed somewhat unusual.

Li Yue looked at him, silent.

After a while, he raised his head. Beneath his fine hair, his handsome face appeared pale and haggard, unlike his usual cold and serene demeanor.

"This is for you," he said, holding the small flower before her.

Li Yue was taken aback, never expecting him to have such a romantic side. A smile then curved her lips; this was a good start, wasn't it?

"Thank you." She reached out to take the flower, but it drifted down. The long, slender fingers that had been holding the flower grabbed her delicate wrist.

Li Yue felt a sudden lightness in her body. When she tried to struggle, she found herself pinned against the Ashoka tree, his burning lips eagerly seeking hers, his impatient kisses trailing from her cheek to her lips.

His kiss was far from gentle; it was rather rough, the force of his kisses even hurting her delicate lips. His arms tightened around her waist like iron, the force almost suffocating her.

The urgent and intense kiss, like the end of the world, made her feel like he really wanted to devour her whole. The extreme suffocation and discomfort made her struggle.

As the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature," how could she have forgotten that saying?

Look, this beast hasn't changed at all! He's still so lustful, even more so than before.

He held her tightly, refusing to let go, which angered Li Yue. "Damn it, although my martial arts are indeed inferior to yours, I won't let you bully me from now on!"

Taking advantage of his lingering desire for the sweetness of her lips, Li Yue reached behind him, secretly channeling her inner energy, conjuring a three-inch-long blade in her palm, and prepared to stab it into his back.

He released her lips, pulling her tightly into his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, murmuring, "I missed you so much."

Li Yue's hand froze in mid-air.

She didn't often hear sweet words, but she could truly feel the emotion contained in those three words.

Just as she was wondering why he had suddenly uttered such a sentence, she felt something sticky on her cheek, and a strong smell of blood filled her nostrils.

She reached down and touched it, seeing the crimson blood on her fingertips in the moonlight.

"You're injured?" she exclaimed in shock, feeling the sticky liquid dripping down her cheek, and hurriedly began to push against his chest.

Ye Qianxun released her, and Li Yue looked up to see a patch of bright red blood on his neck.

He reached up and touched his neck, smiling wryly. "It's been so long since I've been injured, I don't even know how to treat a wound anymore."

The neck is the most vulnerable part of a person, and also the first place they want to protect when attacked. For him to be injured in the neck—how skilled must that person be?

Judging by the amount of blood, the wound must be quite deep.

Li Yue looked around and said, "Wait here, I'll be right back." With that, she turned and ran off. Shao Shi returned with wound medicine and gauze, skillfully stopping the bleeding, applying the medicine, and bandaging the wound.

This wound was extremely dangerous, just a hair's breadth away from the artery in his neck. Li Yue could even imagine that if he had been even a fraction slower in dodging when the opponent launched a fatal blow, he would already be dead.

Throughout the entire process, Ye Qianxun watched her without blinking.

After bandaging his wound, Li Yue breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside him. Looking up at his intense gaze, she smiled again and said, "I never thought Grand Palace Master Ye would suffer such a setback. Who was that person? How dare they injure Grand Palace Master Ye? I must go and meet them."

"I think that's unnecessary. His condition isn't any better than mine," Ye Qianxun said, pulling her hand into his palm.

His serious expression made her feel somewhat uneasy. She lowered her head, cleared her throat, and made conversation, "Say, what weapon did the opponent use? The wound is so thin, and crescent-shaped, it's so strange."

Ye Qianxun gently squeezed her soft hand and shook his head, "I didn't see clearly. I only saw a flash of silver light during the third move."

Li Yue exclaimed in amazement. A master is indeed a master; three moves not only decided the outcome but almost determined life and death. She felt an inexplicable envy.

"It's strange, on the verge of life and death, I actually thought of you. In this life, I've never been afraid of losing anyone, but at that moment, I worried I'd never see you again." Ye Qianxun looked up at the girl beside him, all the moonlight gathering in his eyes at that moment.

Li Yue's heart softened instantly. He said that on the verge of life and death, he was afraid he'd never see her again?

Was it true? If it was true… her nose stung.

In this life, she had never felt so cared for by anyone. All along, she had no relatives or friends, feeling dispensable, and even if she died one day, there would probably be few people who would be saddened by it.

But, in the end, there was still such a person who thought of her even on the verge of life and death?

She looked up at the handsome man beside her, whose temperament was calm and whose expression was serious, unable to control the churning of her emotions. She rested her forehead on his shoulder, and after a long while, said, "Xunxun, you're so good."

Well, she had to admit, women easily develop feelings for men they've had physical intimacy with and who they don't dislike. If this man were to confess his feelings again with deep affection, this attraction could easily turn into love.

She hadn't been prepared to like him, but the current situation made her feel like she was on the verge of giving in.

Lost in thought, she suddenly felt a wolf's hand grab her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Li Yue looked up and asked, "What are you doing?"

A faint blush rose on Ye Qianxun's pale cheeks. He reached out and cupped her delicate face, whispering suggestively, "I want it."

Li Yue's eyes widened. This guy, he still couldn't get past sex!

She covered his lips, which were trying to steal a kiss, and pointed at his neck, saying, "You're already like this, and you still want it?"

Ye Qianxun said seriously, "As long as you don't bite everywhere like last time, I believe I can."

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