Author: hoenibean (Page 1 of 60)

Chapter 5 – How can I bear to blame the beauties for making mistakes?

Chapter 5 – How can I bear to blame the beauties for making mistakes?

 

Xiao Shiqing and Empress Dowager Wen were busy managing the affairs of the Great Jing dynasty, while Zhao Qi continued to stay in his sleeping quarters doing nothing. Unfortunately, even a slacker had their own troubles.

 

Zhao Qi spat out a gr4p3 seed with a “puh” sound and said, “What did you say? Say it again?”

 

Jiang Dehai trembled as he spoke, “The Imperial Hospital just reported that… that Miss Wang has been pregnant for two months.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, “Who is Miss Wang?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Miss Wang is the famous courtesan from Huainan that Your Majesty brought back to the palace during your trip to the south.”

 

Zhao Qi: “So you’re saying I’ve been cuckolded?”

 

Jiang Dehai nervously handed over a cup of tea, “Your Majesty, please have some tea to calm down.”

 

Zhao Qi looked at the few green tea leaves at the bottom of the cup and felt offended—he had been cuckolded by two lovers he hadn’t even met. Honestly, his feelings were complicated. The dog emperor knew he was impotent, yet he kept so many beauties, both male and female, in the palace. Wasn’t he just setting himself up for this?

 

How could he blame the beauties for their mistakes? It was his own fault for giving them too much freedom.

 

Zhao Qi sighed inwardly, maintaining his dog emperor persona on the surface. He coldly said, “Where is she? Where is that s/ut?”

 

“She is currently locked up in the Cold Palace, awaiting Your Majesty’s judgment.”

 

“Bring me my great sword,” Zhao Qi rolled up his sleeves, “Let’s go!”

 

Given his dog emperor image, Zhao Qi expected that Miss Wang would break down in tears and beg for forgiveness upon seeing him. Instead, her actions shocked everyone.

 

Knowing she was doomed, Miss Wang wanted to have a final say before her death. Pointing at Zhao Qi’s nose, she cursed, “You dog emperor! You forcibly took me into the palace and never touched me. Do you expect me to live like a widow for you? You deserve to be cuckolded! That man is a thousand, no, ten thousand times better than you. I am willing to bear his child!”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

“Hurry,” Jiang Dehai pointed at Miss Wang, “Hurry and gag her!”

 

“No need,” Zhao Qi watched coldly, “Let her speak.”

 

This girl had a spirit and unconventional thinking. It was truly a waste for her to be just a minor character in the book.

 

Miss Wang broke free from the eunuch’s grasp and said, “Dog emperor, if you want to kill me, then do it. Don’t waste your energy asking who the father of my child is. I won’t tell you even if I die! And I have no regrets; this is my joy as a woman!”

 

Watching the scene, Jiang Bao’er said, “I’ve never seen someone so shameless. Your Majesty, in my opinion, she should have her entire family executed!”

 

Miss Wang sneered, “I have been an orphan since childhood. My child and I are my entire family!”

 

Look at that, such courage in the face of death! Zhao Qi couldn’t help but applaud her in his mind.

 

“What’s her name?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

Jiang Dehai answered, “Her name is Wang Xueqin.”

 

Xueqin? Aunt Xue? The name sounded vaguely familiar… Zhao Qi sensed the author’s twisted sense of humor. “Jiang Dehai, what do you think I should do with her?”

 

Jiang Dehai bowed and said, “The last person who committed such a crime was directly boiled alive by Your Majesty.”

 

Miss Wang’s body immediately went limp, and she fell to the ground, unable to kneel properly.

 

Zhao Qi’s expression changed too. Holding back his disgust, he said, “That’s too simple. It’s too lenient for her.”

 

“What does Your Majesty mean?”

 

“Let her stay in the Cold Palace and be responsible for cleaning all the toilets in the harem.” Zhao Qi thought it over and added, “Also, I have a new medicine that I want to test on pregnant women—take her away.”

 

“Dog emperor!” Miss Wang screamed as she struggled, “You will die a horrible death! I’m not the only one who sought pleasure with someone else!”

 

Jiang Bao’er quickly declared, “Your Majesty, Bao’er swears by the heavens, Bao’er is devoted to only you!”

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his temples, “Why are you here?”

 

“Your Majesty,” Jiang Bao’er looked at him with affectionate eyes, “Bao’er missed you.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Have you finished counting the bricks?”

 

Jiang Bao’er nodded repeatedly, “There are three hundred twenty-six bricks in the Mingcui Palace, thirty-one of which have tiny cracks.”

 

“How many beauties are there in my harem?”

 

“That…” Jiang Bao’er looked to Jiang Dehai for help. Jiang Dehai answered, “Ten women, fifteen men, a total of twenty-five people.”

 

Zhao Qi was slightly surprised, “So few?”

 

“Your Majesty, there are still many who haven’t been brought into the palace.”

 

Deciding what to do with these twenty-five people was a problem. Directly dismissing them would arouse suspicion from Empress Dowager Wen and some treacherous ministers, which would be troublesome. But leaving them unchecked would only increase the number of affairs.

 

“Old Jiang.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “Is Your Majesty calling this servant?”

 

“Yes, gather those twenty-five people for me to see.”

 

Soon, the harem of the Dog Emperor was assembled. Zhao Qi held a stick and ordered them to line up from tallest to shortest in five rows. The Dog Emperor’s only merit was his good taste; every one of them was a beauty of different types. Pick any one, and her looks would rival the top stars of the modern entertainment industry. Each also had some talents, making them perfect to form a group and debut.

 

Zhao Qi had a flash of inspiration. Perhaps these people could truly be put to good use.

 

“Wait a minute, where is one of them?” Zhao Qi said. “Where is Rong Tang? Why is he missing?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is unwell and unable to come.”

 

Had the sick beauty’s condition worsened? Zhao Qi stood up. “I’ll go see him on the way.”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, what about these beauties…”

 

“Oh, right.” Zhao Qi cleared his throat and began his speech. “I promised the Empress Dowager that I would focus on cultivating my mind and body and would not visit the harem often for a while. You all should behave yourself, read more books, and exercise.”

 

The beauties lowered their heads, exchanging puzzled glances.

 

Zhao Qi called out, “Jiang Bao’er.”

 

Jiang Bao’er approached. “Bao’er is here!”

 

“Take the others and run ten laps around the Imperial Garden. After you finish, you’re free to go.”

 

Jiang Bao’er thought she heard wrong. “Your Majesty wants us… to run?”

 

“Health is important. If you all end up like Rong Tang, becoming a medicine jar, and can’t handle a little exertion, what use are you to me?”

 

After reprimanding the beauties, Zhao Qi went to the Drunken Book Study. The palace maid there told him that Rong Tang was currently resting.

 

Zhao Qi said, “Understood. You all may leave. Guards, stay at the door. If I call, you must come immediately.” He was quite fearful of Rong Tang, someone with a problematic history.

 

“Yes.”

 

As Zhao Qi walked into the room, he smelled a faint medicinal fragrance. There was a screen inside, behind which a beauty was sleeping. Rong Tang lay there with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes dense as feathers, and his face as handsome as a jade crown—like a celestial being fallen to the mortal realm. Unfortunately, the celestial being had been tainted by hatred. On the surface, he seemed as cold as the moon, but internally, he was thinking of a hundred ways to torment the Dog Emperor.

 

Zhao Qi observed him and thought to himself that he didn’t want to kill Rong Tang, so Rong Tang shouldn’t think about harming him. Let’s reconcile, okay?

 

Rong Tang, in his sleep, furrowed his brow slightly, then coughed lightly and slowly opened his eyes, seeing Zhao Qi’s enlarged face.

 

Rong Tang: “…”

 

Seeing that the beauty didn’t react, Zhao Qi moved his face closer. “You’re awake?”

 

Rong Tang turned his face away. “Stay away from me.”

 

Zhao Qi straightened up and sat at the foot of the bed. “How much medicine did you take? You smell entirely of medicine.” And it actually smelled rather nice.

 

Rong Tang said coldly, “Probably more than the tea Your Majesty drinks.”

 

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Zhao Qi said. “You wanted to perish together with me, but I’m fine, and you ended up as a sickly mess.”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly. “Indeed, I was too slow.”

 

Zhao Qi recalled the scene and said, “You didn’t just act slowly; you acted with your mouth.” Luckily, he dodged in time, or he would have lost both his life and his first kiss.

 

Rong Tang smiled slightly. “I hope Your Majesty will not be influenced by this incident when dealing with others.”

 

If Rong Tang hadn’t mentioned it, Zhao Qi wouldn’t have thought much of it. But now that he had, Zhao Qi might just imagine the word “poison” whenever he tried to kiss someone in the future.

 

This trick is deadly.

 

Zhao Qi was somewhat annoyed and retorted, “Why would I use my mouth on others? I only use it on you. Have you forgotten what you are to me?”

 

Rong Tang’s already pale face grew even whiter.

 

Zhao Qi was amused. Knowing Rong Tang’s feelings for him were rapidly declining, he continued to taunt, “You don’t have any poison on you now, right? So let’s finish what we didn’t complete last time.” As he spoke, he moved closer to the head of the bed, getting even nearer to Rong Tang.

 

Rong Tang calmly looked at him and suddenly smiled. “Actually, if you take a closer look, Your Majesty, you are quite a handsome man yourself.”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback and suspiciously asked, “What are you up to?”

 

Rong Tang slowly said, “Since I am already imprisoned in the harem, there’s no avoiding what’s coming. If Your Majesty wants me to attend to you, then I shall do so.”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes widened. Wait… Why are you not sticking to the script?! Hey, your character is falling apart!

 

No, the current situation isn’t drastically different from the original plot. Rong Tang shouldn’t suddenly break character. Something’s definitely wrong!

 

Realizing this, Zhao Qi tried to leave, but Rong Tang grabbed him and pulled him back, causing him to fall onto the soft bed. Then, a cold, medicinal-smelling body pressed down on him.

 

Rong Tang, with a surprising strength, held Zhao Qi’s wrists above his head with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, preventing him from calling out. Zhao Qi was immobilized, staring at him with wide eyes.

 

The intense struggle made Rong Tang cough again. “Cough, cough, Your Majesty…”

 

“Mmm—”

 

“Zhao Qi,” Rong Tang whispered in his ear, “Tell me, how many people have you slept with?”

 

Due to the lack of oxygen, Zhao Qi’s face turned crimson. He shook his head, indicating his innocence. It wasn’t just him; even the Dog Emperor’s original body couldn’t have managed to sleep with many people!

 

“You’re so dirty; it makes me feel nauseous for you.”

 

“Mmm, mmm…”

 

Zhao Qi struggled desperately, but Rong Tang used the last of his strength to pin him down, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. “How about we cut off the dirtiest part of you? Cough, cough, it could be a way to cleanse Your Majesty.”

 

No way! That’s the ‘dragon’ I’ve worked so hard to recover! Someone, hurry! My dragon eggs 1I think the author means ‘ball sacks’… har har are going to be squeezed to death!

 

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open from the outside. A man in dark clothes strode in and, upon seeing the two entangled on the bed, raised an eyebrow and said, “Hmm? It seems I’ve come at an inconvenient time.”


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 18 – Pluck My Feathers??

Chapter 18: Pluck My Feathers??

 

After a while, Hu Yan woke up. Following her, Liu He and Hu Xiao also gradually came to.

 

Hu Xiao opened her eyes somewhat confused, and saw Hu Yan slowly getting up from the ground not far away. Her gaze slightly focused, and she walked over.

 

“Little Yan.”

 

“…”

 

Hu Yan looked up. She had red fox ears and three fox tails. In this space, her face had returned to its original form, beautiful and striking.

 

“Sister,” Hu Yan chuckled when she saw Hu Xiao, “you’re here.”

 

A hint of joy flashed in Hu Xiao’s eyes. Just as she was about to say something, she saw the smile on Hu Yan’s face disappear, replaced by sharp hatred.

 

“You really are my good sister,” she said coldly, “just so eager to see me captured by them?”

 

Hu Xiao was stunned by these words, as if the coldness in Hu Yan’s eyes had stabbed her. Her always calm expression suddenly changed: “No!”

 

“I just want to talk to you, to persuade you to stop. Don’t continue anymore.” Her tone was a bit flustered, and she tried to grab Hu Yan’s hand, “It’s been two hundred years, why must you persist—”

 

Hu Yan dodged and sternly said, “Shut up!”

 

She stared intently at Hu Xiao, the fox ears on her head standing upright, revealing a fierce look.

 

“You betrayed me! I thought you were trustworthy, that’s why I told you how to get in here, but you kept betraying me again and again!” Hu Yan said, “Do you know, in a few days it will be Yang Lang’s two hundredth death anniversary. I’ve collected ninety-eight human skins, only one more, and I can revive him!”

 

“There is no method of resurrection! You’ve been deceived!” Hu Xiao took a step forward and tightly grabbed Hu Yan’s shoulders, “Leave with me! Little Yan, I can protect you—”

 

The last sentence was deliberately lowered, whispered into Hu Yan’s ear. Hu Yan coldly stared at her for a while, and then, in her anxious and pleading gaze, said:

 

“I don’t believe you.”

 

The light in Hu Xiao’s eyes suddenly went out.

 

At the same time, the red in the space started to surge. The ground turned into thick blood, and the sky slowly fell, connecting with the ground to form a sea of blood.

 

Liu He exclaimed, “Not good!”

 

Seeing the situation, she immediately wanted to rush up and stop it, but it was too late—Hu Yan was instantly swallowed by the blood sea, merging with the blood.

 

The blood sea churned, forming a grim face. At the same time, a giant hand emerged from the blood sea, grabbing Hu Xiao in its palm.

 

Hu Yan’s wanton laughter echoed through the space, and the grim blood face stared at Hu Xiao intently, saying, “Only one skin left! Sister, give me your skin, won’t you? I’m just one short!”

 

“You’re crazy! The dead can’t be revived, let alone that’s your sister!” Liu He said incredulously, “Hu Yan! If you dare to harm another person, you’ll be guilty beyond forgiveness!”

 

“What does it matter! I’ve already killed so many people, in the end, you’ll execute me anyway!” Hu Yan laughed wildly, then brought the blood face close to Hu Xiao, “Sister! Come stay with me! Didn’t you say you’d always be with me? Come stay with me!”

 

Liu He: “Don’t listen to her! Hu Xiao! Don’t let your sister take another life!”

 

“…” Hu Xiao seemed to not hear Liu He’s words at all. She stared at Hu Yan without blinking and softly said, “I know… I know… You want me to stay with you, right?”

 

“Of course!” Hu Yan’s face twisted almost beyond recognition, her laughter becoming more piercing, “Die with me! Go to hell with me, Sister!”

 

The blood sea churned wildly, the blood face split open halfway, and it opened its bloody maw to swallow Hu Xiao whole.

 

Liu He gritted her teeth. Hu Yan was a three-hundred-year-old fox demon, already considered powerful in the demon world. Outside, she might be able to fight her, but just now when the blood sea swallowed Hu Yan, Liu He suddenly felt her whole body stiffen, as if her power had been sealed—which meant, this red umbrella had completely merged with Hu Yan. Now, she was within Hu Yan, suppressed at every turn, and it was hard to exert her true strength.

 

Seeing that Hu Xiao was about to be devoured, Liu He, in desperation, thought of Su Muluo, who was still nearby. She suddenly realized that since entering here, Su Muluo had not spoken.

 

“Mr. Su, can you help her?”

 

Liu He looked to Su Muluo for help, but surprisingly, Su Muluo did not respond—he just quietly watched Hu Xiao over there, motionless.

 

Meanwhile, the blood face was already pressing down on Hu Xiao’s head, about to truly devour her, while she seemed unaware, still quietly looking at Hu Yan.

 

“Sister, Sister—” Hu Yan called out to Hu Xiao again and again, her voice sticky and malicious, “Stay with me, Sister—”

 

Thud.

 

The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out, and Hu Yan’s movements stopped abruptly.

 

At this moment, Hu Xiao raised her head and reached out her hand, slowly touching Hu Yan’s face.

 

She gazed at her sister, her eyes extremely gentle.

 

But in her hand was a bone blade, stabbing into Hu Yan’s body.

 

“…”

 

Suddenly, Hu Yan seemed to wake up from a long dream, her eyes snapping open as she became fully conscious.

 

She exchanged glances with Hu Xiao, her eyes filled with shock, disbelief, and an indescribable sadness and despair.

 

In her sister’s hand was her bone blade.

 

Years ago, she and her sister had exchanged bone blades. These were lethal weapons made from their own bones and blood. If pierced by a bone blade, one’s cultivation would dissipate instantly, and their soul would be annihilated.

 

In their youth, they entrusted their lives to each other, but now, they were about to take each other’s lives.

 

“Didn’t you want me to stay with you?” Hu Xiao smiled gently, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Let’s go together.”

 

She pulled out the blood-stained bone blade and turned it on herself. At that moment, Hu Yan moved slightly, as if to stop her—but in the end, she retracted her hand.

 

The sea of blood stood still for a few seconds, then surged violently, with crimson blood spreading everywhere, swallowing the sisters in an instant.

 

Before being completely consumed, Hu Xiao reached out to hug Hu Yan. Their figures lingered in the sea of blood for only a second before turning into nothingness.

 

“……”

 

Liu He watched the figures disappear into the blood sea, unsure of what to think.

 

But soon, she felt the ground shaking beneath her and realized the sea of blood was about to engulf her too.

 

Damn! How could she escape from here?!

 

Liu He’s expression changed. It was Hu Xiao who brought her into this space, and now Hu Xiao was dead. Would she be trapped here forever?!

 

As Liu He anxiously pondered a solution, Su Muluo, who had remained still, gently raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder.

 

The next second, the sea of blood collapsed, the sky tore open with massive cracks, and the scene before Liu He shifted abruptly, bringing her back to the interrogation room.

 

Clap!

 

The red umbrella fell to the ground, completely broken into several pieces. This time, it was no longer a weapon of a fox demon but a truly lifeless object.

 

“……”

 

Liu He looked at Su Muluo, taking a moment to regain her composure.

 

In those brief seconds, Mr. Su had directly broken the space and brought her out!

 

That’s incredible!

 

Liu He gasped inwardly, once again marveling at the power and hidden depths of the person before her.

 

However, she also had a question. After pondering for a while, she couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Su, why didn’t you intervene earlier?”

 

Su Muluo was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, “It was her choice.”

 

From the beginning, he knew Hu Xiao would choose this outcome. Because before they entered, he heard Hu Xiao say softly to him—

 

“Please don’t stop me.”

 

In Hu Xiao’s eyes, she couldn’t save those who had been killed by Hu Yan, nor could she save Hu Yan. She didn’t want to watch her sister continue to sink, nor did she want to see her sister leave her… So, she asked Su Muluo not to interfere with her choice, no matter what.

 

For her, the best outcome was to die with her sister, ending their century-long pain and struggle with her own hands.

 

“……” Liu He was stunned for a long time, her emotions fluctuating, and finally sighed, “As expected, I still don’t understand demons.”

 

……

 

With the deaths of Hu Xiao and Hu Yan, this matter came to an end. Over the past two hundred years, Hu Yan had killed nearly a hundred people and demons, but because of the closed-off information in the past, and her deliberate choice of solitary individuals with no family or friends, she had gone undetected.

 

As she killed more and more, she gradually fell into depravity, eventually becoming completely reckless and striking within the jurisdiction of the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings , finally meeting her deserved end.

 

Su Muluo left the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings  and returned to his rented apartment.

 

On the sofa, a small black dragon climbed into Su Muluo’s hand, rolled over, and exposed its soft belly.

 

“Squeak.”

 

Don’t be upset, let me cheer you up.

 

“I’m not upset,” Su Muluo said, rubbing its soft belly, “I just don’t know if what I did was right.” He paused slightly and added, “But at least this was the result Hu Xiao wanted.”

 

The little black dragon looked at its phoenix and gave a soft “awoo,” rubbing its tiny horns against him.

 

Su Muluo chuckled, stroked its little horns, and said, “Alright, this matter is over. Let’s rest for a day and go to the shop tomorrow.”

 

The little black dragon agreed, rolling around in his hand. After that, they stayed in the house for the entire day, not going out.

 

At eight in the evening, Su Muluo took a bath. Feeling a bit sleepy, he went to bed early with the little black dragon.

 

He felt more tired than usual today. Nestled in the soft blanket, he looked at the little black dragon beside his face and said, “Don’t take advantage of me.”

 

The little black dragon obediently squeaked and wagged its tail.

 

Su Muluo felt the dragon’s response was unreliable, but he was too sleepy to care. He patted the little black dragon’s head and closed his eyes, slowly falling asleep.

 

The little black dragon didn’t sleep. It kept its dark golden eyes on Su Muluo—until his breathing steadied and he was completely asleep. Then it instantly grew larger.

 

A black dragon lay on the bed, happily wrapping its body around Su Muluo’s slender waist, completely encircling its phoenix.

 

It liked the phoenix during the day and also at night when the phoenix just wanted to sleep and would let it coil around him softly.

 

And even if the phoenix found out in the morning, he wouldn’t really be angry.

 

The black dragon thought so, burying its head in Su Muluo’s shoulder, sniffing the scent it liked.

 

But as it nuzzled, the texture suddenly changed, from a human shoulder to fluffy feathers… The black dragon lifted its head, and its gaze froze.

 

In its embrace was now a phoenix.

 

Not a beautiful human form, but a phoenix with jade-like white feathers, gracefully slender and beautiful.

 

The black dragon was silent.

 

It completely didn’t understand why its phoenix had reverted to his original form while sleeping. Afraid to move, the dragon hesitated for a few seconds before slowly inching closer to the phoenix, tentatively touching him.

 

So soft.

 

The black dragon’s eyes lit up. Looking down at the phoenix’s beautiful feathers, it had the urge to dive in and rub its head against them.

 

However, the phoenix usually treasured his feathers. If the dragon messed them up, the phoenix would definitely get angry and might not let the dragon hug him in the future.

 

With this thought, the black dragon carefully placed its chin among the phoenix’s feathers, gently rubbing them.

 

And then, a feather fell out.

 

The black dragon: “…”

 

Staring in shock at the fallen feather, the black dragon thought, it didn’t even use any force!

 

Maybe it fell out on its own?

 

The black dragon looked at the feather, then at the phoenix, back at the feather, and again at the phoenix, trying to pick up the feather and hide it, hoping the phoenix wouldn’t see.

 

But, as luck would have it, just as the black dragon was about to tuck the feather under the pillow, the phoenix on the bed opened his eyes.

 

First, he glanced at the enlarged black dragon. Then he reverted to his human form and sat up, noticing the feather in the black dragon’s mouth.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Su Muluo: “You plucked my feather??!”

 

The black dragon: “…”

 

The black dragon immediately shrank back to its small form, looking up at him obediently, letting out a soft whimper.

 

It didn’t pluck the feather. It was innocent.

 

“You actually plucked my feather!” Su Muluo, unconvinced by its innocent look, took back his feather. “I haven’t even really pinched your tail!”

 

Although he didn’t know why he had reverted to his original form while sleeping, the little black dragon must have thought his feathers were beautiful and cruelly plucked one!

 

Too much!

 

The phoenix was about to explode, glaring at the little black dragon for a few seconds before squinting slightly: “Did you also transform to take advantage of me earlier?”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

Oh no, if plucking the feather could be explained, the latter accusation was irrefutable.

 

And so, a minute later, a pitiful little black dragon was tied up and hung on the doorknob, swaying in the wind.

 

It looked very aggrieved.


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 4 – My royal ‘dragon’, you'd better soften up.

Chapter 4 – My royal ‘dragon’, you’d better soften up.

 

Zhao Qi took a deep breath—I’m tolerating you.

 

As an emperor without real power and with no understanding of governance, if not for Empress Dowager Wen and Xiao Shiqing, the empire would have been in chaos long ago. “I’m going to dine with the Empress Dowager.”

 

“Your Majesty, please wait,” Xiao Shiqing called out, “I heard that you replaced all the maids in Yonghua Palace with eunuchs. Is this true?”

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi replied cautiously, “Can’t I change the people in my own palace?”

 

“You can.” Xiao Shiqing said slowly, “But as the ruler of a nation, it’s fine to have occasional emotions, but remember to stay clear-headed.”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled, “What do you mean?”

 

“Exactly what it sounds like. I take my leave.” Xiao Shiqing replied.

 

Pondering Xiao Shiqing’s words, Zhao Qi couldn’t help but mentally give him a contemptuous look: You dare lecture me? In the original story, when Empress Dowager Wen died, who was it that developed ambiguous feelings for Prince Huai, defected to the righteous side, abandoned the foolish emperor, and helped restore order? We were supposed to be a corrupt emperor and treacherous minister duo, but you had to turn virtuous!

 

In the original story, Prince Huai, Zhao Tong, didn’t have a smooth path to the throne. Empress Dowager Wen and Xiao Shiqing were his greatest obstacles. After Empress Dowager Wen’s death, Xiao Shiqing became the de facto ruler of Great Jing, the only obstacle left for Zhao Tong.

 

Early on, Xiao Shiqing admired Zhao Tong’s character. During their youth, they were once trapped in the deep palace overnight, watching snow, stars, and the moon together, discussing poetry and philosophy. Despite their rivalry, there was a mutual appreciation. Meanwhile, as Xiao Shiqing fought rebellions with civil and military officials, the foolish emperor continuously made mistakes. He listened to slander, feared Xiao Shiqing’s power, and held his parents hostage in the palace. Enraged, Xiao Shiqing initiated a coup, opening the city gates, allowing the rebels to take the palace effortlessly.

 

This story teaches us never to offend Prime Minister Xiao.

 

Zhao Qi dined with Empress Dowager Wen at Cian Palace. Empress Dowager Wen noticed her son’s low spirits and put down her chopsticks, “Qi’er, what’s wrong?”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head sullenly.

 

Empress Dowager Wen asked Jiang Dehai, “Did some ignorant servant upset the emperor?”

 

Jiang Dehai whispered, “Empress Dowager, just now at the palace gate, Prime Minister Xiao spoke a few words to His Majesty, and His Majesty became like this.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen frowned, “Qi’er, how many times have I told you, Xiao Shiqing is my confidant and a rare talent. Now, with the canal transportation blocked, regional lords dividing the land, and foreign countries eyeing us, we need capable people. There is no second Xiao Shiqing in the world. Can’t you be a bit more courteous to him for my sake, and for Great Jing’s sake?”

 

Zhao Qi knew that Xiao Shiqing had always looked down on the original emperor, seeing him as a fool in a dragon robe. Xiao Shiqing stayed in court partly due to Empress Dowager Wen’s favor to his family and partly because a foolish emperor was easy to manipulate.

 

On the other hand, the foolish emperor, sensing Xiao Shiqing’s disdain and knowing he was aware of his hidden illness, naturally showed no goodwill towards Xiao Shiqing. If not for Empress Dowager Wen’s intervention, he would have dealt with Xiao Shiqing long ago.

 

Zhao Qi poked at his food with his chopsticks, “Mother, why did you tell the Prime Minister about my…my matters?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen asked, “What matters?”

 

“That…that thing.”

 

“What thing?”

 

Jiang Dehai mouthed two words silently, and Empress Dowager Wen suddenly understood, “Oh, you mean your dragon…”

 

Zhao Qi quickly stopped her, “Mother!”

 

“Alright, alright, I won’t say it.” Empress Dowager Wen couldn’t help but mutter softly, “What’s wrong with you lately? It’s like you’ve changed.”

 

Zhao Qi thought: …He’s too kind and upright, no matter how hard he tries, he can’t play the role of a foolish emperor well.

 

Fortunately, Empress Dowager Wen also attributed his change in temperament to the dragon vein issue. She patiently explained, “The Prime Minister is my right-hand man. I discuss everything with him, big or small. Your recovery is a big deal. I’m even planning to have him help select a few candidates for your Empress.”

 

Zhao Qi’s temple throbbed—having Xiao Shiqing choose his wife? Dragon vein, please just hide for now!

 

“Mother, she’s my Empress. Why should the Prime Minister help me choose? Besides, I’m still young; it’s too early to establish an Empress!”

 

“Nonsense, when your father was your age, you were already crawling. Qi’er, she is your Empress, and also the Empress of Great Jing. Establishing an Empress is no trivial matter; it involves complex and intertwined forces. Mother wants you to choose for yourself, but will you? If you were to choose, you’d definitely pick the most beautiful one,” Empress Dowager Wen glanced at Zhao Qi, “or the one who looks the most like Rong Tang.”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback, “Why did Mother suddenly bring him up?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen seemed displeased, “I know you like Rong Tang’s face, but there should be a limit. I heard that you replaced all the maids in Yonghua Palace with eunuchs, each looking somewhat like Rong Tang?”

 

Zhao Qi was bewildered, “Did I? I did ask Jiang Dehai to replace the maids with eunuchs, but…”

 

Seeing Jiang Dehai’s expression, Zhao Qi understood. “Who told you to be clever? That’s not what I meant!”

 

Jiang Dehai was also confused, “May I ask what His Majesty meant? Didn’t His Majesty personally tell me that Rong Gongzi is your favorite?”

 

Zhao Qi clutched his chest, feeling a bit of heartache, “I was wrong.”

 

Jiang Dehai hurriedly said, “This servant wouldn’t dare!”

 

“Favorite…” Empress Dowager Wen said indifferently, “You truly treat him as your favorite.”

 

Zhao Qi remained silent.

 

“Fortunately, Rong Tang is just the son of a fourth-rank assistant minister. I can tolerate your nonsense, but if you fancy the Prime Minister…”

 

Zhao Qi quickly clarified his innocence, “Heaven and earth as my witness, I don’t!”

 

“Mother was just speaking casually, why are you so anxious?” Empress Dowager Wen gave Zhao Qi a piece of kidney flower. “Here, eat more meat these days. At the end of the month, Mother will go to Muyang Mountain to pray for your dragon vein and fast for three days. You will accompany me.”

 

Zhao Qi was already numb to the words “dragon vein,” “Oh.”

 

That night, Zhao Qi ate too much for dinner and was walking around the palace with Jiang Dehai. When they passed by the Qinzhen Hall, Zhao Qi stopped, “Why is there light inside?”

 

In the past, the former emperor summoned ministers in the Qinzhen Hall. Now, it has become a place for the cabinet ministers to review memorials and discuss state affairs. Who could be inside so late—Empress Dowager Wen?

 

Jiang Dehai said, “It should be Prime Minister Xiao. The Prime Minister is busy with state affairs and often stays in the palace until late at night. The Empress Dowager even temporarily granted the Haiyan Hall to the Prime Minister, allowing him to stay overnight in the palace.”

 

Zhao Qi recalled the original story, it seemed to be true. Empress Dowager Wen trusted Xiao Shiqing completely. Xiao Shiqing’s mother and Empress Dowager Wen were close friends in their youth, even joking about betrothing their children if they had a boy and a girl. Unfortunately, they both had boys, so the matter ended there.

 

He stared at the silhouette on the window for a while and said, “The Prime Minister is so busy, I should go and sympathize with him. Let’s go and see.”

 

Zhao Qi skipped the formal announcement and walked directly into the Qinzhen Hall. Xiao Shiqing was sitting alone behind the desk, wearing a black official robe with gold trim, looking noble. Behind him hung a huge map of Great Jing.

 

Hearing the noise, Xiao Shiqing looked up, “Your Majesty.”

 

“Mm,” Zhao Qi kept a straight face, “No need for formalities, you may sit.”

 

Xiao Shiqing remained motionless, “Thank you, Your Majesty. Why has Your Majesty come to the Qinzhen Hall at this hour…”

 

“Not to see you,” Zhao Qi emphasized, “Just passing by to take a look. Continue with your memorials, don’t mind me.”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled slightly and continued to read the memorials, indeed not paying attention to Zhao Qi anymore.

 

Zhao Qi walked to his side, picked up a memorial, and flipped through it casually. The beginning was too long to read, and the end had a blue “approved” character. He put it down and picked up another.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s voice sounded, “What is Your Majesty looking for?”

 

Zhao Qi sat down opposite Xiao Shiqing, “Prime Minister, I heard the Empress Dowager handed the matter of selecting the Empress to you?”

 

Xiao Shiqing picked up the teacup on the desk, “I just provided a list. The final decision on who will be the Empress is still up to the Empress Dowager.”

 

“Who is on your list?”

 

Xiao Shiqing put down the cup and looked at Zhao Qi calmly, “Does Your Majesty want to know?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded, then shook his head, conflicted, “Actually, I don’t know any of them.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s tone was weary, “Your Majesty is wise.”

 

Zhao Qi was feeling a bit troubled. In his eighteen years before the car accident, he had never experienced the feeling of love or liked anyone. Now, being suddenly asked to marry a girl he had never met, he instinctively wanted to reject it. Besides, in his original world, he wasn’t even of legal marriage age yet. Marriage was such a distant concept that he had never considered it before.

 

He decided to resist and asked, “Can I not get married?”

 

“If you don’t marry, who will bear heirs for the Emperor?” Xiao Shiqing replied nonchalantly, “Will the Emperor give birth himself?”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyelid twitched. “What I mean is, let’s delay it for a few years. If I remember correctly, the Chancellor is twenty-three this year. The Chancellor hasn’t married yet, so why should I be in a hurry?”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him with a meaningful gaze. “The Emperor wants to delay for a few years?”

 

Zhao Qi thought for a moment and tentatively held up four fingers. “Four years?”

 

“Okay.”

 

Zhao Qi was overjoyed; he didn’t expect this treacherous minister to be so agreeable. “Really? Then can you help persuade my mother to agree to delaying my marriage too?”

 

“No.”

 

Zhao Qi: ??

 

Are you messing with me?

 

“The Empress Dowager will not agree,” Xiao Shiqing said calmly. “Four years is too long. Who knows if the Emperor’s old illness will recur and the dragon vein will wither by then.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” Hold it in, don’t get angry! I am the Emperor; even if I am angry, I must be secretly angry and not let this treacherous minister see.

 

He understood the reasoning but couldn’t help it.

 

Zhao Qi took a deep breath and said viciously, “Xiao Shiqing, don’t think that just because the Empress Dowager backs you, I can’t do anything to you! Do you not know how ruthless I can be?”

 

“I truly don’t know,” Xiao Shiqing said with a smirk. “Would the Emperor like to show me?”

 

Zhao Qi glared at Xiao Shiqing but couldn’t do anything to him. As an emperor, he was merely a puppet, and ministers like Xiao Shiqing weren’t afraid of him. The only difference between him and other puppet emperors was that the powerful Empress Dowager Wen, who held the real power, was his doting mother. But recalling what Empress Dowager Wen said a few days ago, Zhao Qi doubted that even if he quarreled with Xiao Shiqing, the Empress Dowager would still side with Xiao Shiqing.

 

Zhao Qi clenched his fists and asked, “How many memorials does the Chancellor still have to review?”

 

Xiao Shiqing gestured towards the mountain of memorials. “Thanks to the Emperor, all of these.”

 

Zhao Qi reached out and took the lamp cover from the desk lamp. Then he blew hard on the flickering candle flame, plunging Xiao Shiqing’s face and the room into darkness.

 

“See this lamp cover? I won’t give it to you even if I throw it away! Let’s see how you review the memorials now!” Zhao Qi said and walked away triumphantly, holding the lamp cover.

 

Xiao Shiqing: “…”

 

After sitting in silence for a moment, Xiao Shiqing called, “Someone, come here.”

 

A shadow guard appeared. “Chancellor.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, with great interest, said, “Investigate what the Emperor has been doing, saying, eating, and who he has met recently.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“And bring me a lamp cover.”


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 17 – A Brewing Conundrum

Chapter 17: A Brewing Conundrum

 

Su Muluo hadn’t lost a feather in nearly a century. Now, losing three made him feel terrible.

 

He even thought he might be going bald!

 

The little black dragon was completely oblivious to its phoenix’s current mood. It happily hugged the three soft, white feathers, smelling their pleasant scent and burying its head in them.

 

They smelled wonderful, all carrying the scent of the phoenix.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

He looked at the little dragon, sulking as he tried to take his feathers back.

 

The little black dragon tightened its grip on the feathers, unwilling to let go. “Aoo!”

 

It wanted them!

 

Su Muluo said, “You don’t let me touch your tail, yet you want me to give you my feathers.” Despite his words, he didn’t take back his feathers, letting the little black dragon continue to hold onto them.

 

The café was already closed, and Qiansui had snuck out. Su Muluo thought for a moment and took the little black dragon into the employee rest room, heading to the bathroom mirror.

 

He placed the little black dragon on the sink—then in the next second, a bird as white as jade fluttered lightly in front of the mirror, examining its reflection from different angles and grooming its feathers.

 

Thankfully, its feathers were still beautiful and dense, not appearing bald from losing just three feathers.

 

The phoenix’s mood immediately lifted. Meanwhile, the little black dragon on the sink was staring intently at its phoenix, its dark golden eyes unblinking, and its tail flicking, clearly wanting to wrap itself around the phoenix.

 

The phoenix met its gaze and reverted to human form, holding the little dragon in his hand.

 

“It’s probably because you’re going to shed scales,” Su Muluo said, “so I lost feathers too.”

 

Little black dragon: “?”

 

“Aoo!”

 

It wasn’t shedding scales! It was just itchy, and dragons don’t shed scales!

 

“Then why haven’t I lost so many feathers before?” Su Muluo countered. “No matter what, it’s because of you.”

 

Little black dragon: “…”

 

Its phoenix was blaming it again, and there seemed to be nothing it could do. It turned its head sulkily, clutching the feathers even tighter.

 

Seeing how precious the little black dragon found those feathers, Su Muluo thought for a moment and then smiled. “How about I make these feathers into a bracelet? Once you transform into a human, I’ll give it to you.”

 

The little black dragon’s eyes lit up, but Su Muluo slowly emphasized the latter part: “But only if you transform.”

 

Little black dragon: “…”

 

The little black dragon was silent for a few seconds, looking between the phoenix and the feathers. It made up its mind to transform into a human as soon as possible. That way, it could have the feather bracelet and hug the phoenix every day!

 

With this thought, its mood improved significantly, rubbing against Su Muluo’s fingers.

 

Su Muluo petted the small horns on its head, thinking that his feather loss today might indeed be connected to the little black dragon. After all, it had been itchy recently, possibly due to a scale problem, and he lost feathers at the same time… It seemed like quite a coincidence.

 

Maybe there was a mysterious connection between them?

 

With this in mind, Su Muluo, holding the little black dragon, left the café and went to the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings.

 

At the Bureau, Hu Xiao sat motionless in the interrogation room, separated by a glass window.

 

Liu He stood at the door, saying to Su Muluo, “Mr. Su, we’ve clarified the situation. You can now enter the red umbrella.”

 

Su Muluo nodded. Liu He hesitated, then cautiously asked, “But… I’d like to request to accompany you. It’s not that I don’t trust you; it’s just that I need to compile a report for the higher-ups, and I want to be personally involved in the final capture to understand more details. I promise I won’t be a burden or interfere with you!”

 

Su Muluo didn’t mind Liu He joining, as she seemed easy to get along with. He replied gently, “Alright.”

 

Liu He breathed a sigh of relief. The incident of the demon attack in Lin City was supposed to be handled by their Bureau, but Mr. Su acted faster, making them feel quite embarrassed… If they did nothing, it would be even more embarrassing!

 

With everything ready, they were about to enter the umbrella. Before departing, Su Muluo asked Liu He, “Hu Xiao has helped me before. After we catch Hu Yan, what punishment will she face?”

 

“Punishment is inevitable. She admitted during questioning that she covered up for Hu Yan multiple times, making her an accomplice to some extent,” Liu He explained. “But since she helped you and is willing to lead us to the real culprit, we can offset her crimes to some extent—we’ll just detain her for a while and not give her the same fate as her sister.”

 

Hu Yan’s fate, naturally, was execution.

 

Su Muluo didn’t say anything further. Detention for a while might indeed be an acceptable outcome for Hu Xiao.

 

The two entered the interrogation room, where a broken red umbrella lay before Hu Xiao. Seeing Su Muluo, she gently touched the umbrella’s handle. “Are we leaving now?”

 

Liu He replied, “Let’s not delay any longer.”

 

Hu Xiao nodded silently, biting her finger to let a drop of blood fall onto the red umbrella.

 

Instantly, the umbrella emitted a sinister red glow, illuminating the entire room. Amid the glow, Su Muluo and Liu He heard Hu Xiao’s voice, “Come over and hold my hand.”

 

Liu He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Hu Xiao’s wrist. Su Muluo placed his hand lightly on her shoulder, maintaining some distance.

 

Hu Xiao slowly closed her eyes, and the umbrella’s red glow seemed to guide itself into her body… A few seconds later, their surroundings changed.

 

They were no longer in the interrogation room but in a blood-red space, with no visible boundary between sky and ground, extending endlessly as if it would never end.

 

However, the place wasn’t deserted. Not far from them, a woman knelt—dressed in a red-and-white gown with a trailing hem, cradling a skeleton in her arms.

 

That was Hu Yan.

 

However, the moment Su Muluo saw Hu Yan, the scene before his eyes changed again.

 

“……”

 

He looked around, no longer seeing the blood-red space, but instead, a small bridge over flowing water, a picturesque rural scene.

 

An illusion.

 

Fox demons are adept at beguiling the heart and creating illusions. However, Hu Yan’s power was not on par with Su Muluo’s, so this illusion couldn’t deceive him at all.

 

The stream flowed silently, and at the other end of the small bridge was a household. Su Muluo didn’t break the illusion before him but calmly walked over, pushed open the door, and entered the small courtyard.

 

In the courtyard were a few peach trees, pale pink petals falling under the window, outlining the silhouette of a couple embracing.

 

“Hahaha…”

 

“Yan’er…”

 

The woman’s bell-like laughter came from inside the window, along with a man’s passionate vows. They laughed and played wantonly, like the most genuine lovers in the world.

 

A breeze passed through the courtyard, sweeping away a few peach petals. Soon after, frost and snow fell, and it turned to winter in the blink of an eye.

 

This was no longer the countryside but a bustling capital. The small courtyard had disappeared, replaced by a grand mansion.

 

Red silk hung high, lanterns and streamers adorned the place. The man who had made passionate vows to his beloved woman in the courtyard now donned wedding robes, marrying another woman.

 

The wedding procession passed noisily through the street, and among the onlookers stood a stunningly beautiful woman, staring blankly at the groom on the horse.

 

The next moment, the scene changed again. Su Muluo heard the woman’s shrill and painful scream, surrounded by several cultivators. The man just now held a knife, with a bloodied human face in his hand.

 

All of this fell into Su Muluo’s eyes. Soon, both the cultivators and the man were dead. On the blood-stained ground, only the woman with her face peeled off was left, holding the man’s corpse and kneeling in a daze for a long time.

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo looked at the woman, seemingly moved by her story, his expression slightly softening, even lowering his guard.

 

At that moment, a pale, thin hand quietly approached him from behind. When it reached a very close distance, it suddenly extended sharp nails, aiming straight for Su Muluo’s heart—

 

Whoosh!

 

A white feather flashed with a sharp cold light, instantly severing the woman’s hand, but no blood flowed because the hand was also fake.

 

“……” The woman holding the corpse raised her head, her cold gaze fixed on Su Muluo. She said, “What did I do wrong? Why did you push me to this point?”

 

Su Muluo looked at her calmly. His earlier relaxed guard was merely a pretense to make this woman reveal her true face.

 

“Before asking what you did wrong, think about what you have done.” He said, “Weren’t you just trying to kill me?”

 

Hu Yan fell silent. Su Muluo glanced at the corpse in her arms and continued, “Since this person betrayed you, why kill for him?”

 

“Betrayed?” When mentioning her lover, the hatred in Hu Yan’s eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by an obsessed love, “No, Yang Lang never betrayed me. He just fell in love with another woman.”

 

Su Muluo: “……”

 

“Men are all infatuated with appearances. That woman was just younger and more beautiful, so she stole Yang Lang’s heart.” Hu Yan stroked the corpse in her arms, muttering, “As long as I resurrect Yang Lang and find a prettier face for myself, he will love me again.”

 

She finished speaking and laughed softly, then suddenly grabbed the corpse’s neck, her eyes fierce.

 

But the next second, the fierceness in her eyes faded, turning back into that pure love.

 

Su Muluo: “……”

 

He took in Hu Yan’s changing expressions and, after a few seconds of silence, suddenly realized something.

 

She had gone mad.

 

When her lover betrayed her and peeled off her skin with his own hands, this fox demon went mad.

 

Now she probably couldn’t distinguish between love and hate. She was just immersed in her own world, believing she still loved this man and willingly hunted for human skins for him, growing increasingly mad… So even her sister couldn’t stop her.

 

Hu Yan was still obsessively holding the man’s corpse, but Su Muluo didn’t want to look anymore. He raised his hand and casually wiped in the air—

 

The illusion shattered, Hu Yan’s eyes widened, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

 

The next second, Su Muluo returned to the blood-red space. Hu Yan fell into a brief coma due to the illusion’s collapse, as did Liu He and Hu Xiao.

 

They had also entered the earlier illusion, and its collapse affected them both. Though uninjured, they lost consciousness.

 

Su Muluo didn’t expect this outcome, indicating Hu Yan’s considerable strength relative to Liu He and Hu Xiao. With everyone unconscious, he could only wait for them to wake up.

 

The space was silent. A small black dragon poked its head out of his pocket and softly cried.

 

It wanted to be held.

 

Su Muluo looked down at it, picked up the little dragon, and said, “Did you hear what Hu Yan just said?”

 

The little black dragon wagged its tail, indicating it didn’t care to listen.

 

Su Muluo said, “She just said men only love appearances.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Rawr?”

 

Su Muluo: “So you must be attracted to my beauty.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “?”

 

“Unlike you,” Su Muluo said with a smile, “you’re just a little black mud eel, nothing attractive about you, so I’m slightly more noble than you.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “……”

 

To prove it wasn’t attracted to the phoenix’s beauty, the little black dragon thought seriously for a moment and said, “Rawr!”

 

But back when we were both in eggs, I already liked you.

 

We were both still eggs then!

 

Su Muluo said, “That seems to be the case.” He thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, “But even as an egg, I was a very good-looking egg, unlike you, resembling a duck egg.”

 

“So you still crave my beauty.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “…”

 

Little Black Dragon looked at Su Muluo, feeling that his phoenix was mischievous, always teasing him and trying to pin the blame on him!

 

So, it straightforwardly hugged Su Muluo’s hand and let out a justified “roar.”

 

Yes, I crave your beauty!

 

When I become human, I’ll marry the phoenix as my wife!

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Roar!” And every day we’ll kiss, every day I’ll press you onto the bed and do naughty things!

 

Su Muluo: “???”

 

Su Muluo stared at this extremely arrogant Little Black Dragon for a few seconds, then expressionlessly threw it out.

 

“Keep dreaming!”


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Chapter 176 – Second Child (Extra 1)

Chapter 176 – Second Child (Extra 1)

 

When Lu Shifeng woke up, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

 

The ceiling above him was no longer the one from the Dragon Clan’s bedroom, but instead, it belonged to a rather shabby and dim small room. The room was so poorly lit that even his excellent memory confirmed that he had never stayed in such a place, not even during missions.

 

A beeping sound came from outside.

 

Lu Shifeng sat up and looked around. Quickly, he noticed the discomfort in his body. He looked down and examined himself, finding that his body had changed.

 

Su Liang came in from outside and said, “A-Sheng, get up quickly. Luo Luo is already up. He got injured yesterday and wants to go out for a walk today.”

 

Luo Luo?

 

Lu Shifeng was very sensitive to his spouse’s name. Combining Su Liang’s words, he slowly understood the current situation. It seemed like a temporal convergence had caused his soul to briefly leave his body and, due to his and Jian Luo’s magnetic fields, he ended up inhabiting the body of Jian Luo’s relative. For some reason, he felt relieved that he hadn’t ended up in Su Liang’s body.

 

Outside, he heard a familiar voice, though it sounded much younger. It was the youthful Jian Luo, who stood at the door and said, “A-Sheng hasn’t gotten up yet?”

 

Su Liang pointed at him and said, “This child is being lazy today.”

 

Jian Luo chuckled softly, his smile always refreshing and pleasant: “He’s still young, let him sleep a bit more.”

 

Lu Shifeng quietly watched Jian Luo, suddenly wanting to admire him more.

 

However, Su Liang didn’t give him the chance: “Mom has to go to work. The plantation base assigned me an early shift today. There’s a bottle of nutrient solution on the table, eat it yourself.”

 

Jian Luo said, “Mom, I’ll pick you up in the evening.”

 

Su Liang smiled slightly: “Alright, I’ve left some vegetables for you on the stove. If you need to use them, just do it, but be sparing. We don’t have much at home.”

 

This period’s Su Liang surprised Lu Shifeng. She was dusty and sallow, wearing loose cloth clothes that covered her completely, a stark contrast to the radiant woman she would become.

 

Jian Luo said, “Got it, you go ahead.”

 

After Su Liang left, Jian Luo said to him, “Brother is going to livestream today. We only have a potato at home. I’ll stir-fry some shredded potatoes. Mom mentioned that the plantation center sometimes has some corn that isn’t good enough to be sold and gets discarded. I picked some last night that were still edible. I’ll grind them into cornmeal and we can make noodles or steam buns to eat…”

 

Lu Shifeng frowned at these words.

 

The Dragon King, used to a life of luxury and elegance, had never known the need to be frugal. For him, the only difficult decisions were which planet to attack today or what new mischief the young emperor might be planning for tomorrow.

 

He blurted out instinctively, “Buy something better, use my card.”

 

Jian Luo was stunned.

 

That kind of shocked and suspicious look fell on his younger brother. He looked at his skinny younger brother who was saying such surprising things and laughed: “It’s brother who got hit on the head, you’re talking nonsense.”

 

 

Lu Shifeng didn’t want to talk to this silly boy anymore.

 

Jian Luo started grinding cornmeal and peeling potatoes. During this time, Lu Shifeng kept watching him, following him around the kitchen to help. In fact, after he and Jian Luo had been married for several years, whenever he had free time, his favorite thing was to come home in the evening and just watch Jian Luo busy in the kitchen.

 

In the early years when the empire was just getting back on track, Jian Luo was very busy. As things gradually became more orderly, Jian Luo intentionally delegated more tasks and returned home to take care of the children, spend time with him, and do things he enjoyed.

 

“What do you want to eat, noodles or buns?”

 

Jian Luo asked.

 

Lu Shifeng came back to his senses: “Anything is fine.”

 

They were sitting at the table, and not far away, the television was showing the news. The broadcast was about the triumphant return of the Grand Marshal of the army, featuring footage of Lu Shifeng himself. At that time, he hadn’t yet met Jian Luo, but Jian Luo should have learned about him through these channels.

 

Suddenly, Lu Shifeng had an idea. While kneading the dough, he asked Jian Luo, “What do you think of Lu Shifeng?”

 

?

 

Preparing for the livestream, Jian Luo was stunned, then foolishly asked, “Who?”

 

“The one in the news,” Lu Shifeng watched his silly expression with some helplessness. “Don’t you watch the news?”

 

Jian Luo looked down, thought for a while, and then gave an evaluation: “So handsome!”

 

 

Lu Shifeng looked at his sincere, infatuated gaze, and for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

 

Jian Luo continued thinking for a while before adding: “But he seems a bit hard to get along with. People like that are very dangerous.”

 

?

 

Lu Shifeng squinted his eyes, looking at his spouse who was speaking ill of him to his face: “Oh? How do you know?”

 

Jian Luo didn’t realize the seriousness of the situation: “Isn’t it obvious? To us, these nobles are quite dangerous. It’s fine to admire from afar, but you can’t expect them to befriend you.”

 

Lu Shifeng said, “You even praised him for being handsome.”

 

Jian Luo chuckled, looking at his silly brother: “Can’t I just admire?”

 

Lu Shifeng fell silent. Suddenly, he realized that Jian Luo might have been afraid of him from the beginning. If it weren’t for the child, they might not be together.

 

Lu Shifeng slowly said, “What if he isn’t that hard to get along with?”

 

“Do you like him?” Jian Luo thought his brother was dreaming today: “Aside from the status difference, there’s also the wealth gap. Even if you got together out of true love, these things would still become stumbling blocks, obstacles. If you can endure the pointing fingers and gossip without feeling sad, then it might work.”

 

Lu Shifeng listened to Jian Luo’s words and fell silent. It wasn’t just that. He felt a sharp pain, like being pricked in the heart. It wasn’t a sudden pain, but enough to cause discomfort.

 

Jian Luo continued: “Don’t think too much. Let things unfold naturally. Your brother doesn’t expect much, just to earn a little money, buy a house in the city, and that would be great.”

 

Lu Shifeng still wasn’t satisfied. He couldn’t bear the thought of a future without him. Maybe it was his age making him more particular about these small things. He didn’t want to change the subject: “What about your future partner? What are your thoughts and requirements?”

 

He wanted to know if he could meet Jian Luo’s expectations.

 

Jian Luo thought for a moment: “I want to have a child, work hard for our livelihood, occasionally quarrel over trivial matters, but mostly sit quietly together and keep each other company. That would be enough.”

 

Lu Shifeng thought about their three rebellious children. As they grew up, they sometimes made Jian Luo cry when he wasn’t around. Although Lu Shifeng preferred solving problems with force, Jian Luo liked to talk things out with them.

 

Over time, Lu Shifeng got annoyed and sent them all to boarding school. It was better not to see them. While it was good, it also made him feel that Jian Luo might be a bit lonely. Their lives were long, spanning thousands of years. It seemed that the few noisy years with the children had made him accustomed to the chaos, and when they left, the world felt empty.

 

When the livestream began, Lu Shifeng went outside.

 

He sat there, watching Jian Luo busy with the livestream, sweating in the small kitchen that was too cramped for him to move around, yet still smiling to give his audience the best experience.

 

He watched Jian Luo constantly.

 

When Jian Luo finally finished making lunch and earned some money, he came over and said, “Tomorrow we’ll buy some rice. By the way, someone contacted me to deliver a meal to their boss. I don’t know what the boss likes to eat.”

 

Lu Shifeng asked, “What’s their surname?”

 

Jian Luo didn’t expect his brother to ask this. He said, “I think it’s Jin.”

 

Hearing this, Lu Shifeng smiled, watching Jian Luo intently, as if trying to remember his face. After a long while, he said, “Whatever you cook, he’ll love it.”

 

Jian Luo was surprised: “Really?”

 

“Yes.” Lu Shifeng nodded, adding, “He’s not that difficult to get along with, and not dangerous, at least not to you.”

 

Jian Luo was stunned, finally sensing something was off. He stared wide-eyed at his brother as Lu Shifeng stood up. The Grand Marshal could feel the temporal disturbance, knowing he might have to leave soon.

 

Standing in front of Jian Luo, he bent down and gave him a hug, whispering in his ear, “Don’t be afraid of him. He loves you too.”

 

 

Morning sunlight streamed into the bedroom.

 

Lu Shifeng woke up, unsure if it was from a dream or not. He opened his eyes and saw Jian Luo sleeping beside him, looking more mature and grown. Each period had its own unique beauty.

 

Slowly, as time passed, Jian Luo opened his eyes.

 

Lu Shifeng said, “You’re awake.”

 

“Yes.” Jian Luo nodded lightly, then looked at Lu Shifeng and said, “I had a dream about some past events.”

 

Lu Shifeng said, “I also had a dream about you.”

 

Jian Luo was surprised. Nestling in Lu Shifeng’s arms, he whispered, “What was it about?”

 

Lu Shifeng said, “You told me you wanted a child with me. You liked me from the beginning but didn’t dare to say it because of certain reasons. You told me all this in the dream.”

 

?

 

Jian Luo sat up in disbelief: “Impossible, you’re lying.”

 

“Lying?” Lu Shifeng raised an eyebrow, chuckling coldly: “I look good and handsome, you said it yourself.”

 

Jian Luo started to believe: “Really, did I really say that?”

 

Lu Shifeng nodded, pulling Jian Luo under him. With a dominant posture, he bent down and said, “Since you said it, I’ll fulfill your wish.”

 

“No, I…”

 

Lu Shifeng leaned down, steadying his lips, and whispered, “Jian Luo, let’s have another child. This is what you said.”

 

???


T/N: Hope you enjoyed the side stories as much as I did!!! Just a few more before this series is really over~

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Chapter 53 – The wife fights the concubine

Chapter 53

 

Si Lan heard this with an incredulous look at Haowei. He needed daily spiritual communion… to stabilize his cultivation?

 

How could there be such a requirement?

 

Haowei met Si Lan’s gaze calmly, showing no signs of weakness.

 

Si Lan hesitated, “How long does this usually take?”

 

“Previously, due to your poor physical condition, it required three days of adjustment, but now once a day is sufficient.” Haowei lied smoothly, his face calm and composed.

 

Si Lan furrowed his delicate brows and after a moment murmured, “Hmm,” inwardly not opposed to spiritual communion with Haowei, but feeling that things were progressing too quickly.

 

Suddenly remembering something, he added, “You must not force me to transform into my true form again.”

 

When they both transformed, the White Dragon was two to three times larger than Yujia, causing him considerable discomfort. Moreover, the dragon scales were cool and moist, faintly emitting a fishy smell. When wrapped around him, it made him feel uneasy all over.

 

Haowei’s eyes flickered with a hint of amusement, and he softly acknowledged Si Lan’s request.

 

As familiarity breeds comfort, this time Si Lan entered Haowei’s consciousness without needing guidance, willingly soaking in the rising mist in the clear pool.

 

The water made him feel extremely comfortable, every pore on his body opening up.

 

With closed eyes, he quietly savored the misty vapor, when suddenly a pair of arms gently embraced him from behind, and in the next moment, a hot breath spread from his neck, quickly enveloping his entire body.

 

 

After the spiritual communion ended, Si Lan fell into a deep sleep. Haowei, however, couldn’t sleep, quietly watching Si Lan through the night.

 

Si Lan’s face was slightly flushed, his expression peaceful, his head resting on Haowei’s arm, the gentle breath against his skin slowly dissolving into tingling sensations.

 

Unable to resist, he pulled Si Lan into his embrace, reminiscent of how he held the naive boy in the cave.

 

In truth, the current Si Lan was also easily deceived, not much different from that naive boy.

 

Thinking of this, Haowei’s lips curved slightly, a smile filled with profound meaning.

 

The next day, Si Lan woke from his sleep, this time feeling refreshed and full of vitality, as if he had swallowed some powerful elixir.

 

Unexpectedly, the result of their dual cultivation was quite unexpected.

 

He couldn’t help but mutter to himself, turning to look beside him, only to find that Haowei had already disappeared.

 

At that moment, a distant sobbing sound suddenly reached his ears, mixed with the weeping of men and women. Si Lan immediately got out of bed, hurriedly threw on a green robe, and rushed outside, following the sound to the main hall.

 

“I won’t leave today without an explanation!”

 

“Neither will I! We are all innocent!”

 

“How could they treat us like this?”

 

Unknown individuals were arguing incessantly in the hall, one after another.

 

Si Lan didn’t hesitate and walked straight in, and as soon as his figure appeared, the complaints from the crowd abruptly stopped. They turned to look at him, dumbfounded.

 

Against the sunlight, Si Lan walked a few steps into the study to see the situation clearly. Haowei, who had disappeared earlier, was now here, sitting on a chair with a gloomy expression. When he saw Si Lan appear, he slightly raised his head, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness and resentment.

 

“…,” Si Lan paused in his steps.

 

Beside Haowei stood Qu Ze and the guardians.

 

Si Lan glanced at Haowei and then at the unfamiliar men and women in the hall. “What’s going on?”

 

Song Cheng lowered his head. “Your Majesty, they are candidates for the harem. After suspending the selection of concubines, they… they are unwilling and caused a disturbance here at Mount Zhuyun.”

 

Si Lan clicked his tongue but remained composed, glanced briefly at Haowei, then looked towards the demons.

 

They were dressed provocatively, their attire revealing, their postures seductive and graceful. Upon meeting Si Lan’s gaze, they continuously changed their poses, fluttering their eyelashes at him.

 

Leading them was Mo Demon Ruyin. Since Si Lan appeared, Ruyin had been subtly using charm techniques, filling the air with a faint hallucinogenic fragrance.

 

“Your Majesty…” Ruyin, though appearing male, spoke with a soft and delicate voice softer and sweeter than that of a woman’s, “Your Majesty, I have admired you for so many years. I don’t understand what I have done wrong to make Your Majesty reject me.”

 

Seeing the beauty in tears, Si Lan felt somewhat uneasy. He reached out as if to comfort her, but caught a glimpse of Haowei’s gaze and hastily withdrew his hand.

 

“It’s not that I don’t want everyone. It’s a misunderstanding about the selection of concubines. I currently have no intention of marrying.” Si Lan explained.

 

Upon hearing this, the demons immediately burst into tears, each one looking pitiful and resentful.

 

Ruyin didn’t expect his illusion to fail and couldn’t help but stomp his foot in grievance, his bare shoulders revealing, “Your Majesty, how can you go back on your word? If this spreads, others will think I have done something wrong and been rejected by you!”

 

“Yes, Your Majesty, your misunderstanding has ruined our reputation!”

 

“Sob, Your Majesty, are you really so heartless?”

 

 

Listening to these half-complaints and half-pleas, Si Lan felt a headache coming on, but he vaguely understood the reason for their disturbance.

 

Their claims of not wanting to leave him weren’t necessarily genuine.

 

After a moment of silence, he said, “Indeed, I mishandled this matter. I intend to give each of you a Jade Dan fruit to aid in your cultivation.” A Jade Dan fruit could boost cultivation by ten years, greatly benefiting these male and female demons in their practice.

 

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the demons stopped crying, and in the midst of them, Ruyin’s eyes flickered as he smiled seductively, lifting two fingers slowly as if bargaining, “Two, Your Majesty. Only two Dan fruits can soothe the pain in my heart.”

 

Others nodded in agreement, “Yes, Your Majesty, I also want two.”

 

Si Lan didn’t refuse, “Alright, two each then. Go back for now, and I will personally send the fruits to your homes later.”

 

The demons instantly brightened up, hurriedly thanked Si Lan, and left with laughter and chatter, their previous sorrow and resentment nowhere to be seen.

 

Watching them leave, Qu Ze looked worried, “Your Majesty, there aren’t that many Jade Dan fruits at Mount Zhuyun.”

 

“Oh, about that…” Si Lan chuckled and turned around, his gaze sweeping past Qu Ze as he looked at Song Cheng and Song Ye, “Not enough? Then the three of you will go pick fruits at the Cangsen Cliff. Be careful, though; it’s infested with poisonous bees and snakes.”

 

With their cultivation levels, they wouldn’t be killed by bees and snakes, but being bitten would still be quite painful.

 

Song Ye’s face immediately showed a painful expression upon hearing this, knowing that Your Majesty wouldn’t let them off so easily. No wonder Your Majesty agreed so readily just now; it turned out to be to let them pick wild fruits.

 

Cangsen Cliff was infested with fierce poisonous bees and snakes, not only lurking below the cliff but also infecting the flowers, plants, and trees on the mountain. It was rare for someone who had gone to pick Jade Dan fruits to return unscathed.

 

Qu Ze and Song Ye’s faces stiffened for a moment, but they quickly regained their composure and bowed, “Yes.”

 

Song Ye opened his mouth as if to say something, but Song Cheng dragged him away.

 

In the grand hall, only Si Lan and Haowei remained after a blink of an eye.

 

For a moment, the atmosphere froze, an unspoken awkwardness spreading between them. Si Lan, displaying his talent for playing dumb, chuckled, “Oh dear, you caught me in an embarrassing moment.”

 

Haowei said nothing.

 

“Were they asking you to handle this?”

 

“Yes.” Haowei responded. Earlier, Si Lan had been sleeping soundly, and Haowei couldn’t bring himself to wake him, so he got up to check. When he arrived at the main hall, he discovered that it was the concubine candidates chosen by Si Lan causing a commotion.

 

“How… how could I trouble you with that?” Si Lan smiled awkwardly.

 

He remembered the scene he saw when he pushed open the door: a stern-faced Haowei confronting a group of extravagantly dressed, tearful male and female demons. It looked very much like a main wife disciplining the concubines.

 

But, of course, he didn’t dare say this to Haowei.

 

Haowei suddenly smiled, a hint of menace in his smile, “It was no trouble. I was about to send them flying, but then you arrived.”

 

“…,” Si Lan.

 

Haowei stood up and walked over to Si Lan, reaching out to touch his forehead. Si Lan stood still, hearing Haowei’s voice above him.

 

“Are you feeling better now?”

 

“Yes, much better.” Si Lan thought for a moment and then asked, “And you?”

 

He knew Haowei had transferred a lot of cultivation energy to him and was worried that Haowei might be affected.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

Seeing the concern in Si Lan’s eyes, Haowei’s mood lightened a bit. This Demon Lord still had a bit of a conscience, showing concern for him.

 

A gentle breeze blew through the window, causing Si Lan’s robe to flutter and revealing his bare, clean feet. Only then did Haowei notice that Si Lan was not wearing any shoes.

 

He frowned, said nothing, and directly scooped Si Lan up into his arms. Startled, Si Lan let out a soft sound, almost like a bedroom whisper.

 

Haowei’s expression froze for a moment, then he carried Si Lan back without a word, “Why aren’t you wearing shoes? Acting so recklessly.” The weather was getting colder, and it was easy to catch a chill.

 

“I forgot.” Si Lan, now in a bridal carry, felt awkward and didn’t know where to place his arms. Hesitating for a moment, he settled them on his chest.

 

Looking at Haowei’s profile, he whispered, “You should put me down, or someone might see.” After all, he was a grown man, with hands and feet, being carried like this was strange.

 

“Is there anyone else on Mount Zhuyun?” Haowei raised an eyebrow and glanced towards the corner.

 

In the corner, Xiao Xieli was about to walk over but suddenly felt a wave of pressure hit him, making him shiver and stand still, not daring to move.

 

At the same time, a threat echoed in his mind.

 

“Stay away, or I’ll carve you into a piglet.”

 

“…,” Xiao Xieli.

 

Haowei carried Si Lan back to the room and placed him on the bed, lifting his foot.

 

Si Lan felt inexplicably shy, his snow-white toes curling as if trying to hide. The veins on his feet were clearly visible, like vines spreading through his flesh.

 

Haowei picked up a shoe, bending down, his gaze focused and serious, but his tone slightly disdainful, “Take better care of your paws.”

 

Hearing this, Si Lan indignantly lifted his foot, “They’re not paws!”

 

He wasn’t careful with his strength and accidentally kicked Haowei’s chin.

 

Haowei instinctively grabbed his foot, the rough warmth of his fingers touching Si Lan’s arch, making him involuntarily let out a soft sound and trying to retract his leg, but Haowei held on tight.

 

Si Lan frowned and looked up at Haowei, only to find Haowei’s dark eyes fixed on his foot. The area where his foot was held became even whiter, while the surrounding skin turned a faint pink, and the small toes in Haowei’s palm looked delicate and cute.

 

He tried to pull back his right foot, but Haowei took the shoe and gently put it on his right foot, then picked up his left foot, his fingers seemingly unintentionally brushing against Si Lan’s arch, causing him to tremble and nearly fall. He managed to steady himself with his hands.

 

Si Lan suspected Haowei was doing it on purpose, but seeing Haowei’s impassive face, he couldn’t help but think he was overthinking it.

 

This seemingly serious Divine Emperor Haowei wouldn’t be flirting with his feet… would he?

 

Si Lan was overthinking it.

 

After Haowei helped him put on his shoes, he stood up. His white luxurious attire was so bright it was almost blinding, though there was an unusual bulge in the middle of his robe.

 

Before Si Lan could take a closer look, Haowei quickly turned around and began to straighten his robe.

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Even though he couldn’t see clearly, he realized that it wasn’t just his imagination.

 

This seemingly righteous Divine Emperor Haowei turned out to be a hypocrite. Just looking at his feet could…

 

Yet earlier, Haowei had deliberately mocked him, saying his feet looked like claws.

 

Ha! Hypocrite.

 

Si Lan’s lips curled up into a smirk. Whether it was playful or smug was unclear. He arched his foot to nudge Haowei’s calf. Haowei’s body stiffened, and his breath hitched for a moment.

 

Although it was just a moment, Si Lan noticed it accurately. So he intentionally slid his foot upward, rubbing against Haowei’s leg.

 

“My shoes feel uncomfortable. Can you check what’s wrong?”

 

Haowei didn’t react at first. Just as Si Lan thought he wouldn’t do anything, Haowei turned around and grabbed Si Lan’s ankle. His slender, jade-like fingers clasped around Si Lan’s ankle like a shackle.

 

Adjusting Si Lan’s shoes, he asked, “Is this better?”

 

“It still feels a bit awkward,” Si Lan said, moving his foot, his toes brushing against Haowei’s wrist.

 

This pretentious little white dragon showed no sign of faltering, but his ears were exceptionally red.

 

Tsk tsk.

 

Suddenly amused, Si Lan rubbed Haowei’s elbow with his toes, seeing Haowei’s ears turn even redder. Si Lan’s gaze moved down to Haowei’s lower abdomen, trying to see something. But Haowei turned sideways again, standing up and adjusting his robe as if trying to hide something.

 

“If the shoes don’t fit, just change to another pair,” Haowei said, his back to Si Lan, his voice stiff.

 

Si Lan stopped teasing him, softly murmured an “okay,” and lowered his head to straighten his own robe, his eyes still filled with mirth.

 

Haowei’s voice remained stiff. “If you have recovered enough, we should head to Linglong Mountain to find that fox demon.”

 

“Alright.”

 

That fox demon was the only one in the world who had been with Yu Wuxia and survived.


T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 52 – Daily spiritual communication

Chapter 52

 

Although Si Lan lacked practical experience, he understood what was happening now. The two of them had intertwined their souls in the sea of consciousness. He had only heard others mention before that after reaching a certain level of cultivation, one could engage in dual cultivation in the sea of consciousness, greatly enhancing efficiency. But he never expected that he would have such a day himself.

 

He felt it must have been the ambiguous and affectionate atmosphere at that time that made him lose his senses momentarily, his consciousness controlled by Hao Wei, leading to such an act!

 

Blushing, he glared at Hao Wei for a while, suddenly realizing that he was still maintaining a human form. No, to be precise, his cultivation had recovered to the seventh or eighth level, allowing him to freely transform his appearance.

 

His heart was stirred, but this excitement was quickly replaced by embarrassment when he lowered his gaze and saw the marks on his neck, chest, abdomen, and other parts. His expression stiffened involuntarily.

 

Wasn’t it just in the sea of consciousness?

 

Why were there marks in the real world too?

 

Fortunately, the other parts didn’t feel much, which eased his mind slightly.

 

He guessed that the old lecherous white dragon took advantage of him while he was asleep, leaving marks all over him in the real world as well.

 

Thinking of this, Si Lan clenched his fists. This person pretended to help him recover his cultivation, but actually used him like a tool.

 

Tsk tsk, what a cunning plan.

 

He couldn’t help but glare fiercely at the person beside him. Perhaps his gaze was too resentful, because before long, Hao Wei’s long lashes fluttered, indicating he was waking up.

 

Seeing this, Si Lan instinctively closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

 

He didn’t know why he did this, but even with his eyes closed, he could feel the other person’s gaze landing squarely on his face once he woke up, filled with possessiveness that seemed to consume him bit by bit.

 

His heart pounded like a drum as two hands gently gripped him under the covers. He tried to maintain the appearance of deep sleep, but his ears, already turning slightly red, had already betrayed him.

 

Hao Wei chuckled softly, reaching around his waist and pulling him closer. Si Lan’s ears turned even redder, his breathing momentarily thrown into disarray.

 

Hao Wei lowered his head, lips brushing against Si Lan’s ear, his voice husky yet tinged with a hint of tenderness, “You’re sleeping so deeply, we could go again.”

 

Si Lan abruptly opened his eyes, pushing Hao Wei away with a flushed face. “You… you…”

 

He wanted to scold him, but couldn’t find the right words.

 

Hao Wei smiled in his eyes. At this moment, he was completely opposite to Si Lan. Despite transferring two or three layers of his cultivation to him during their soul intertwining, he didn’t feel tired at all. Instead, he felt refreshed and clear-headed. He reached out to explore Si Lan’s forehead, checking his spiritual state. “Do you feel uncomfortable?”

 

“No.” Si Lan replied somewhat awkwardly, pushing away Hao Wei’s arm and glancing out the window. “These days… has anyone come looking for me?”

 

“No one in particular, just your two disciples, two guardians, the four peak masters, and some prospective concubines wanting to see you.”

 

Si Lan…

 

Normally, not even a female bird dared to land on his Peak, so why were so many people coming these days?

 

He awkwardly asked, “They didn’t see anything, did they?”

 

Hao Wei smirked, “What is there that they shouldn’t see?”

 

As he spoke, he sat up, the sheet slipping down to his waist and revealing his smoothly toned chest.

 

Caught off guard, Si Lan glanced briefly before quickly looking away, intentionally wearing a stern expression. “There are many things that naturally shouldn’t be seen. You may not care, but I do.”

 

Hao Wei chuckled again, calmly adjusting his clothes as he replied, “I’ve set up a barrier. No one has entered in the past three days.”

 

Si Lan felt a slight relief upon hearing this. Both of them had unique identities; if they were seen together by Quze or the guardians, it wouldn’t matter much since they wouldn’t gossip. However, if anyone else saw them, it could lead to unnecessary rumors.

 

After all, on the surface, the relationship between the Heavenly Demon and the Demon Realm is tense, like fire and water. However, behind the scenes, the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Ancestor are actually colluding, which is outrageous. Moreover, once the public knows about it, it won’t be conducive to uniting the people’s hearts.

 

 

 

Si Lan saw Haowei standing up, and after he had dressed himself, he came down as well. As soon as one foot touched the ground, he felt dizzy. In the end, he plunged into Haowei’s arms, and Haowei naturally embraced him.

 

 

 

“Be careful.”

 

 

 

Si Lan pushed Haowei away, stiffly saying, “Mm.”

 

 

 

Knowing he would be hungry when he woke up, Quze had long been guarding outside the barrier. As soon as Haowei dispelled the barrier, Quze’s voice immediately sounded from outside.

 

 

 

“My Lord, would you like to eat?”

 

 

 

“Yes.”

 

 

 

Si Lan checked his attire and complexion several times to make sure everything was in order. When Quze came in, he pretended to be calm, not looking at him. Only when Quze approached did he sneak a glance at him, wanting to see if Quze had noticed anything.

 

 

 

Fortunately, Quze’s expression remained as composed and calm as ever, which made Si Lan secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

 

 

 

It’s good that he didn’t notice anything suspicious.

 

 

 

Quze placed immortal wine and elixir fruits on the table, bowed, and then obediently withdrew.

 

 

 

Si Lan picked up one of the elixir fruits and found several strange things next to it—pale and unfamiliar objects he had never seen before. Unable to resist, he picked them up to examine them.

 

 

 

They felt a bit soft and slippery, with a certain elasticity.

 

 

 

He couldn’t help but furrow his brow, pulling at this thing curiously. “What is this…”

 

 

 

Normally, Quze wouldn’t bring strange food without his permission.

 

 

 

He muttered to himself, “It’s a bit like the balloons I played with before…” As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly realized something, hastily throwing the thing away as if it were something dirty.

 

 

 

Across from him, Haowei spoke up, “That’s a wishful pouch made from fish maw.”

 

 

 

Si Lan’s mouth twitched awkwardly, not expecting Quze, at such a young age, to know so much.

 

 

 

He really underestimated him!

 

 

 

Seeing the rich expression on Si Lan’s face, Haowei’s lips curved slightly. “However, we don’t need such things right now.” They were only spiritually connected; their relationship hadn’t progressed physically to that point.

 

 

 

Si Lan felt uncomfortable all over, lost his appetite, and didn’t know how to face Haowei. Tentatively, he asked, “Aren’t you busy?” As the ruler of the Five Realms, he should be handling state affairs, so how did he have time every day to accompany him and leisurely waste three days engaging in spiritual exchange?

 

 

 

“Not busy. The affairs of the Heavenly Realm can be handled by my ministers.” He said so, but in reality, every time he returned to the Jade Clear Palace, he had to deal with a pile of documents.

 

 

 

“Sigh, you’re not busy, I am. I… I’ll go to the study to handle affairs first.” Si Lan finished speaking and walked out the door, with a feeling of fleeing.

 

 

 

His head was still a little dizzy, so he walked crookedly.

 

 

 

Fortunately, Haowei did not follow him.

 

 

 

After arriving at the study, he closed the door tightly and sighed heavily.

 

 

 

His mind was in turmoil now. He stared at the documents in front of him for a long time without moving. Finally, he slapped his head to force himself to calm down.

 

 

 

“Si Lan, you’ve lived for over a thousand years. Why is your mind filled with thoughts of men now?”

 

 

 

Si Lan couldn’t help but scorn himself in his heart, reminding himself not to sink into indulgence just because of past illusory intimacy. His goal was the vast universe.

 

 

 

He stayed in the study until evening, when the Song brothers came to find him.

 

 

 

Presumably, the two had already learned from Quze that he had refused to select a consort, so when they came, they were apologetic.

 

 

 

Song Ye used to have a stubborn temperament. Even if he did something wrong and was punished, he would still look indifferent. But because Si Lan had saved him last time, losing half his blood in the process, Song Ye now felt deeply guilty when he saw Si Lan.

 

 

 

This time, he took the initiative to apologize.

 

 

 

“My Lord, about the selection of a consort, I acted without discussing it with you first. Please punish me.”

 

 

 

Song Cheng, standing beside him, added, “Your Majesty, I acted rashly in this matter too.”

 

 

 

Si Lan rubbed his weary forehead, helpless. “Why would you even think of selecting a consort for me?”

 

 

 

Outside the main hall, Quze, who had been silently guarding, heard this and also came forward to apologize.

 

 

 

“My Lord, it was actually me… who instructed the guardians to select a consort.”

 

 

 

“…” Si Lan

 

Si Lan had a look of disbelief on his face, as if saying, “Quze, have you been possessed?” He looked at Quze incredulously. “When did you become so meddlesome?” Earlier, Quze silently offering the wishful pouch was already pushing it!

 

Quze naturally didn’t dare to say that it was because he heard Si Lan complaining and felt that Si Lan was lonely and cold, which made him think of selecting a consort for Si Lan.

 

He just lowered his head, remaining silent.

 

Si Lan shook his head helplessly, tapping his fingers on the tabletop intermittently. “Handle this matter yourselves this time,” he said, each word measured.

 

“Yes.”

 

After everyone left, Si Lan remained in the study for a while before reluctantly returning to his sleeping quarters. Throughout the afternoon, Haowei did not come to find him, nor did Si Lan seek out Haowei.

 

When he pushed open the door, he found not only Haowei in the main hall but also a black-robed immortal standing opposite him, engaged in conversation with Haowei.

 

Seeing him enter, the black-robed immortal immediately fell silent.

 

However, Haowei said, “Wu Dao, continue.”

 

Yu Wudao then spoke again, “Back then, among the four fox demons who mingled with Yu Wu Xia, three have already died, and one is imprisoned in the Demon Realm’s Linglong Mountain due to a transgression.”

 

Pausing, Yu Wudao added, “Oh, a few days ago, the Great Immortal of Gaheng was attacked after a sermon and sustained injuries, declaring retreat for cultivation without further sermons. According to disciples on duty that day, the attacker used a spell with the illusionary form of a fiery red lotus flower, a unique mark of Yu Wu Xia.”

 

Haowei frowned. “Yu Wu Xia attacked the Great Immortal of Gaheng?”

 

“Yes, that’s what I suspect,” Yu Wudao replied.

 

Haowei didn’t speak further, but Si Lan couldn’t help but ask Yu Wudao, “Immortal, do you know the exact time when the Great Immortal of Gaheng was attacked?”

 

“It was reported to have occurred after the sermon. Yu Wu Xia disguised himself as a disciple, and when the Great Immortal of Gaheng was inattentive, he attacked.”

 

A shadowy figure flickered in Si Lan’s mind. He recalled the day after the sermon when he and several disciples stood in line waiting to discuss doubts. Behind him was a black-robed disciple.

 

He had glanced back at that disciple, but now he couldn’t recall his face.

 

All he remembered was a glimpse of a jade-like white jaw under the black cloak.

 

Was he… Yu Wu Xia?

 

He hadn’t realized they had been so close!

 

Haowei seemed to have similar thoughts, his expression turning serious. After a moment of silence, he asked, “How serious are the Great Immortal of Gaheng’s injuries?”

 

“They are somewhat serious; otherwise, he wouldn’t have announced a halt to sermons,” Yu Wudao replied. After all, the Great Immortal of Gaheng was the only Immortal in the Thirty-three Heavens who had persisted in sermonizing for tens of thousands of years without interruption. Now, this was his first time canceling a sermon, causing a stir in the Thirty-three Heavens.

 

Haowei nodded gently. After Yu Wudao finished speaking, he bowed and respectfully withdrew. As his figure gradually disappeared into the starlight formation, he glanced thoughtfully at Si Lan.

 

Si Lan met his gaze awkwardly but was relieved when the other person smiled kindly, and he smiled back faintly.

 

After everyone left, the sleeping quarters regained its quietness, where one could hear a pin drop.

 

Si Lan had intended to ask why Haowei didn’t need to return to the Heavenly Court, but as he approached, he noticed that Haowei had moved the documents to the Demon Realm, and the table was piled with them.

 

“…”

 

Was Haowei planning to set up a temporary office in the Demon Realm?

 

Wasn’t that a bit too presumptuous?

 

Although they had breached that level of intimacy and engaged in spiritual exchange, it was still just a beginning. How could Haowei already consider the Demon Realm his home…

 

Si Lan coughed softly, interrupting Haowei’s thoughts, and sat down opposite him.

 

Haowei understood that Si Lan had been avoiding him before, probably feeling a bit shy. So he didn’t come looking for him, allowing Si Lan to digest things alone.

 

Si Lan asked, “Why did you bring all these documents here? Doesn’t the Heavenly Realm need you to personally oversee them?”

 

“There’s nothing major happening in the Heavenly Realm, and if anything comes up, Wu Dao can contact me anytime through spiritual communication.” Pausing, Haowei looked at Si Lan earnestly. “It’s actually more important for you here. Your cultivation has recovered, but you still need daily… spiritual exchanges to stabilize it. Otherwise, the cultivation I transferred to you might become unstable.”

 

“…” Si Lan


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Chapter 3 – I want to end my relationship with you.

Chapter 3 – I want to end my relationship with you.

 

Rong Tang certainly knew Jiang Bao’er was just playing along, but he didn’t expect that even the dog emperor could see through it. These days, he had been teetering between life and death, mostly in a muddled state, but he could feel that the dog emperor seemed different from before. Although still detestable, the way he was detestable had changed.

 

“Your Majesty knows quite a lot.”

 

“Of course,” Zhao Qi said with an inscrutable look. “I also know who gave you that poison.”

 

Surprised? Caught off guard? Quickly show me a dumbfounded expression.

 

Rong Tang’s expression remained unchanged. He coughed lightly and said, “I told you before, this matter is my doing alone.”

 

“No, no,” Zhao Qi waved his finger. “You brought nothing when you entered the palace. The eunuchs and palace maids here wouldn’t dare to give you poison. So where did your poison come from?”

 

Rong Tang said, “Please continue, Your Majesty.”

 

“I thought long and hard. The only person who could give you poison and has the motive to do so is my brother—Prince Huai, Zhao Tong.”

 

Rong Tang’s gaze darkened slightly, and he looked at Zhao Qi with a bit more scrutiny.

 

Prince Huai, Zhao Tong, the absolute protagonist of “The Boundless Great Jing,” was the dog emperor’s half-brother. Zhao Tong had lived in the shadows of the dog emperor and the Empress Dowager Wen since childhood. To survive, he pretended to be foolish, claiming he was impotent and unable to have children, which earned him the Empress Dowager’s reluctant mercy and a poor fief in the north. Zhao Qi in the north bided his time, winning people’s hearts. When the time was right, he raised an army, swept southward like a storm, stormed the capital, and replaced the dog emperor.

 

Zhao Tong, as the protagonist, was constantly exuding his damned charm. In “The Boundless Great Jing,” any handsome and talented man was subdued by him, and Rong Tang was one of them.

 

Zhao Tong and Rong Tang had been close since childhood, as close as brothers. When Rong Tang was taken into the palace by the dog emperor, Zhao Tong had not yet gone to his northern fief. He knelt outside Yonghua Palace, begging the dog emperor to rescind the order. The dog emperor, truly a dog, not only ignored him but also gave him thirty lashes, sending him away quickly.

 

Zhao Tong left the capital wounded. Before leaving, he risked his life to see Rong Tang once more and gave him the poison.

 

Zhao Tong said, “Brother Rong, I know that serving others with your looks is more painful than death for you. But I hope you can wait for me to return. But if you can’t bear it any longer… keep this poison with you.”

 

Rong Tang was deeply moved and said, “I will wait for you.”

 

At that moment, Zhao Qi, who witnessed this scene, was confused: ???

 

I really can’t understand the affection between you ancient people.

 

Zhao Qi, full of confidence, said, “Judging by your reaction, I guessed right.”

 

“Wrong.”

 

“Huh?” Zhao Qi was dumbfounded. “Impossible! That’s exactly what the book says!”

 

Rong Tang said calmly, “Since Your Majesty is so sure, why bother asking me?”

 

Only then did Zhao Qi realize he had almost been misled by Rong Tang. Teasingly, he said, “You and Prince Huai have such a deep relationship. If I let you out of the palace, you’d probably pack your things and head straight to the north to find him, wouldn’t you?”

 

Rong Tang looked at him. “But Your Majesty won’t let me go.”

 

That was true. Zhao Qi couldn’t let Rong Tang go to Zhao Tong’s side unless he wanted to die sooner. Actually, to secure his throne, the best way was to kill Rong Tang and send assassins to kill Zhao Tong before he grew stronger and economically developed.

 

But Zhao Qi just transmigrated into a tyrant; he didn’t really become one. Whether it was Rong Tang or Zhao Tong, both were righteous characters with great talent and ambition. Zhao Qi simply couldn’t bring himself to do it.

 

“Indeed, I won’t let you go,” Zhao Qi said.

 

Rong Tang closed his eyes. “Why?”

 

Zhao Qi lied through his teeth. “Because I like you.”

 

After talking for so long, Rong Tang seemed a bit exhausted. His face was pale as paper, and his lips had no trace of blood. “There are countless beauties in the world. Why is Your Majesty so fixated on me?”

 

“Because you are beautiful.”

 

Rong Tang laughed lightly. “Beautiful… Everyone says Prime Minister Xiao is the most handsome man in Great Jing. Why doesn’t Your Majesty like him?”

 

Because it’s necessary for the plot, the author set it this way.

 

“Of course, I don’t just like your face,” Zhao Qi bluffed. “Your writing is excellent. I especially like it.”

 

Rong Tang lowered his eyes. “Oh.”

 

Zhao Qi was exasperated. “You keep saying ‘oh’ all the time. I forbid you from saying ‘oh’ anymore!”

 

Rong Tang started coughing again, a fit so severe that Zhao Qi feared he might cough up his lungs. He ordered someone to take Rong Tang back to rest. Then Zhao Qi went to Mingcui Palace where Jiang Bao’er was.

 

Jiang Bao’er was lying in bed drinking medicine. When he saw Zhao Qi, he coughed even more violently than Rong Tang. “Your Majesty… cough, cough…”

 

Jiang Bao’er was eloquent and loved to act, and he slightly resembled Rong Tang in his features, which endeared him to the original emperor. Now, with tears in his eyes, he looked pitifully at Zhao Qi. “Your Majesty, it was Bao’er’s own carelessness that caused me to fall into the water. It has nothing to do with Lord Rong. Please don’t blame him.”

 

“Don’t worry,” Zhao Qi cooperated with his performance. “Not only did I not blame him, but I also comforted him. Are you happy?”

 

Jiang Bao’er’s big eyes showed even bigger confusion. “Uh?”

 

Zhao Qi held back a laugh, sat by the bed, and asked, “Baby, I’ve been busy recently and haven’t had time to see you. Are you very bored?”

 

Jiang Bao’er shook his head. “Not bored, just missing you so much that it hurts. Now that I see you, Bao’er…”

 

Jiang Bao’er leaned his head on Zhao Qi’s shoulder, but Zhao Qi discreetly moved away and said, “You can’t think about me all the time, twelve hours a day. If you’re bored, find something to do. For example, count how many bricks there are in Mingcui Palace and which ones have cracks.”

 

Jiang Bao’er was so frightened that his face turned pale. “Your Majesty, are you saying you don’t want Bao’er anymore?”

 

Jiang Bao’er was originally a courtesan at a male brothel in the capital. The dog emperor noticed him during a secret outing and brought him into the palace as a male concubine. Although he had never spent the night with the emperor, he often accompanied him for entertainment. Now that Zhao Qi no longer needed male or female concubines, what should be done with all the men and women in the harem? Take Jiang Bao’er, for instance—without family, frail, and unable to take care of himself. If he were expelled from the palace, he would probably return to his old profession just to survive. But keeping them in the palace would be a significant expense.

 

Zhao Qi found it very unfair. Why should he spend money on them without even holding their hands?

 

Zhao Qi glanced at Jiang Bao’er’s “delicate jade hands”—holding them would be more of a loss for him!

 

Seeing Zhao Qi’s delayed response, Jiang Bao’er was on the verge of tears. “Your Majesty, please tell Bao’er what he did wrong, and Bao’er will change immediately! Please don’t send Bao’er away—”

 

Zhao Qi, having had enough of his whining, decided to play the scoundrel. “To be honest with you, I am fickle and have grown tired of you. I want to end our master-servant relationship.”

 

Jiang Bao’er’s eyes widened. “Master-servant relationship?”

 

“It means you are no longer my male concubine.”

 

Jiang Bao’er’s tears began to fall. “Your Majesty… Is it because of Lord Rong that you no longer want Bao’er?”

 

Zhao Qi asked in return, “Do you want to stay in the palace?”

 

Jiang Bao’er nodded fervently. “Yes, Bao’er wants to stay in the palace and by Your Majesty’s side forever!”

 

“But the palace does not keep idle people.”

 

“Bao’er is willing to be a servant, to serve Your Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qi scrutinized Jiang Bao’er from head to toe. “Besides serving people, you can do other things too. For example, you love acting, so why not become an actor?”

 

Jiang Bao’er looked confused. “Your Majesty means performing in opera?”

 

“Something like that.”

 

“Bao’er can perform, I guess…”

 

Zhao Qi waved his hand repeatedly. “I don’t understand that… forget it, we’ll discuss this later. You rest for now, I’m leaving.”

 

Jiang Bao’er looked pitiful. “Will Your Majesty come again?”

 

“I don’t know,” Zhao Qi said. “If you’re bored, find something to do. Besides counting the bricks, you can learn to swim—both breaststroke and freestyle—so you won’t need rescuing next time you fall into the water.”

 

Jiang Bao’er: ???

 

As soon as Zhao Qi returned to Yonghua Palace, a maid from Cian Palace came to invite him, saying the Empress Dowager wanted to have dinner with him. Zhao Qi changed his clothes and rushed over, only to find the Empress Dowager still discussing state affairs with the ministers.

 

The head maid of the Empress Dowager, Yunxiu, asked, “Your Majesty, would you like to enter or wait outside?”

 

Zhao Qi glanced inside. “Who is Mother discussing matters with?”

 

Before Yunxiu could answer, a deep male voice came from the front. “Me.”

 

Yunxiu hurriedly turned and bowed to the person behind her. “Lord Xiao.”

 

In Zhao Qi’s mind, a barrage of thoughts flashed—Prime Minister Xiao Shiqing, who held power over the court, the most handsome man in Great Jing, and the Empress Dowager’s trusted minister.

 

The officially recognized most handsome man truly had otherworldly looks. Unlike Rong Tang’s fresh and breezy demeanor, Xiao Shiqing had inky sword-like eyebrows, brilliant eyes, and an innate noble air. Frankly, this prime minister looked more like an emperor than he did.

 

Xiao Shiqing performed a customary bow. “Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi felt somewhat oppressed by his presence. “Rise.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at Zhao Qi with a hint of a smile. “I just heard some good news from the Empress Dowager.”

 

“What is it?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze shifted slightly downwards. “Your Majesty’s dragon…”

 

Zhao Qi almost lost his mind, blushing. “Stop talking about that, there are so many people here!”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Zhao Qi’s reaction. “Is Your Majesty shy? That’s not like you. Could it be that the ‘dragon’ has changed, and Your Majesty’s personality along with it?”

 

Zhao Qi: …

 

Jiang Dehai kindly reminded Xiao Shiqing, “Prime Minister, the emperor has decreed that no one is to mention those words again. Otherwise, they will have their tongues cut out!”

 

“Is that so?” Xiao Shiqing smiled. “So does Your Majesty plan to cut my tongue?”

 

Zhao Qi glared at him. “No, I’ll keep your tongue for now; it’s still useful.”

 

“Oh?” Xiao Shiqing said nonchalantly. “What use does it have?”

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

Something seems off?


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 16 – Bald?

Chapter 16: Bald?

 

Despite the teasing, Su Muluo still took the little black dragon out of his pocket and coaxed it properly.

 

“You’re my favorite. Don’t be mad, okay?”

 

The little black dragon hummed, curling up in Su Muluo’s palm with its little head held high, flicking its tail.

 

“Kiss me and I’ll forgive you.”

 

“No kisses, go away,” Su Muluo responded.

 

He was just teasing the little black dragon, and the dragon knew it, not really angry but seizing the opportunity to be coaxed by its phoenix.

 

The little black dragon liked when the phoenix smiled at it, spoke sweetly in a gentle tone, and wanted to hold the phoenix tightly, keeping him close always. Of course, the latter part was just a small fantasy of the dragon’s. If it truly tried to confine the phoenix, the phoenix would surely be unhappy.

 

Thinking of this, the little black dragon let out a “roar,” turning its head away in a pouty manner, as if saying, “If you don’t kiss me, I won’t pay attention to you.”

 

“……”

 

Kissing was out of the question, so Su Muluo stroked the little black dragon from head to tail like petting a cat, making the little dragon hum and wag its tail.

 

“Happy now?”

 

The little black dragon lay limply, hugging Su Muluo’s finger and snuggling against it.

 

With a slight smile, Su Muluo patted its small head and then turned his attention to the red umbrella on the ground.

 

He hadn’t expected the fox demon to hide in the umbrella, but it didn’t matter. Now that the umbrella was in his hands, the fox demon had effectively cut off her escape route.

 

On the other side of the room, the woman in white stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

 

Her body still ached from the separation of her soul. She struggled to sit up and looked up, seeing a very handsome young man sitting in front of her.

 

“What’s your name?” Su Muluo asked directly.

 

“…” The woman in white was silent for a few seconds before softly saying, “Hu Xiao.” Before Su Muluo could ask further, she added, “The one just now was my sister, Hu Yan.”

 

“You’re both fox demons. Haven’t you registered with the Extraordinary Beings Bureau?” Su Muluo inquired.

 

Hu Xiao shook her head. “My sister and I mostly live in the mountains. We only come out during this time of the year…”

 

She glanced at Su Muluo as she spoke, and he made a “please” gesture, prompting her to continue.

 

“In a while, it will be the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, the death anniversary of my sister’s lover. During this period, she comes to human settlements to find a suitable skin for her lover.”

 

Su Muluo raised an eyebrow. “So that’s why she attacked me.”

 

Hu Xiao did not deny it. “She initially chose that dog demon, Yu Haozhi, because his affectionate behavior with his girlfriend reminded her of her lover. But soon she set her sights on you, so I went to your café.”

 

Su Muluo’s pocket moved, and he calmly pressed down on the little black dragon inside. He didn’t want to expose his dragon to this fox demon—so far, neither Hu Xiao nor Hu Yan knew he had a real dragon, and there was no need for them to know.

 

“So, you and your sister are accomplices in murder?”

 

“…” Hu Xiao was silent for a few seconds before saying, “I’ve never killed anyone. I went to your café to delay her from attacking you.”

 

This was an unexpected answer. Su Muluo looked at Hu Xiao, who continued, “All these years, I’ve tried to stop her, but she is stronger than me. Many times, I’ve been powerless and couldn’t save anyone.”

 

“Even so, the Extraordinary Beings Bureau may still hold you accountable,” Su Muluo noted. After all, living together for so many years, Hu Xiao was likely seen as complicit in her sister’s actions.

 

Hu Xiao showed little reaction to this, calmly stating, “I know. Because she’s my sister, I lacked the courage to report her. Sometimes, I even helped cover for her… For the past two hundred years, I’ve enabled her killings, letting her go further down this path.”

 

“You’ve anticipated this day for a long time,” Su Muluo observed, noting the calm in her eyes.

 

“Yes, I knew the truth would come out eventually. I don’t regret it. The moment I chose to hide her actions instead of reporting her, there was no turning back.”

 

Su Muluo was silent for a few seconds, then asked, “Where is your sister’s lover now?”

 

Hu Xiao’s expression remained calm throughout, but a clear hatred flashed in her eyes at this question.

 

“He’s dead,” she said. “Killed by my sister.”

 

Unsurprised, Su Muluo asked, “Can you tell me his story?”

 

“There’s nothing much to say,” Hu Xiao coldly replied. “He was a merchant who deceived my sister, saying he didn’t mind her true nature and would marry her if she helped him reach the capital. But after she did, he married another woman and tried to kill my sister, intending to skin her and use her bones to become a cultivator… Then he died.”

 

She remembered the rainy day when her sister knelt in the mud, holding a skeleton, and turned back to her.

 

“It’s wonderful,” Hu Yan had said softly, a satisfied smile on her face. “Sister, look, he’s still with me.”

 

Hu Xiao had stood frozen, seeing her sister’s face covered in blood, a shocking red. The merchant had found other cultivators, and they had skinned Hu Yan’s face, nearly killing her.

 

But Hu Yan survived, clutching the skeleton in the rain for a long time. Since then, every year around the ninth lunar month, she would hunt for a new skin for her lover.

 

“She turned the merchant’s flesh and bones into an umbrella, infusing it with her fox tail, half of her power,” Hu Xiao said softly. “She believed that way, they could be together… Maybe I should have told her sooner that it was all a delusion, just her own fantasy.”

 

Su Muluo was silent for a while after hearing the story. Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the room. He looked up and saw people from the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings arriving.

 

Hu Xiao remained unresponsive. Su Muluo glanced at her and said, “It’s all over now. I’ll tell them you helped me, which might lessen your punishment.”

 

No matter what, Hu Yan could not be forgiven, but Hu Xiao still had a kind heart. She came to his café hoping to help him—unaware of Su Muluo’s strength—just thinking that her presence might deter her sister from harming the café owner.

 

Hu Xiao shook her head at his words, giving Su Muluo a faint smile. “No need. I deserve punishment; it’s my just deserts… and also the release I’ve been waiting for many years.”

 

“And, my sister is hidden inside the umbrella. If you want to find her, I can take you in.” Her expression was weary, yet somewhat relieved. “After all these years, we must face this day… At least in the final moments, I want to be with her and have a proper conversation.”

 

As Hu Yan’s older sister, she undoubtedly loved her dearly, not wanting to see her harm others or fall into the hands of the Bureau. Initially, she tried to stop Hu Yan from killing. When that failed, she covered her tracks instead.

 

For a century, Hu Yan had blood on her hands, betrayed by her lover, while Hu Xiao lived in torment, haunted by her conscience. When the truth was finally revealed and their crimes exposed, she found her release, able to breathe easier at last.

 

“Mr. Su,” Liu He entered with the Bureau agents, scanning the room before focusing on Hu Xiao. “Is this the culprit?”

 

“No,” Su Muluo picked up the red umbrella from the ground, feeling the overwhelming aura of blood on it. “The culprit is hiding inside this.”

 

Liu He eyed the red umbrella, frowning slightly. “Quite a weapon, no wonder it can hide its presence… So, we need to go inside to find it?”

 

Su Muluo replied, “Let me handle it. I want to end this personally.”

 

If the Bureau took Hu Xiao inside, she might not get the chance to speak to Hu Yan.

 

Liu He was surprised, about to protest, but seeing Su Muluo’s determined look, she held back. 

 

Mr. Su’s mind was made up; it wasn’t wise to oppose him, especially since it also benefited them.

 

She said, “Alright, but first we need to take her back for questioning and figure out the details. Can you wait a bit?”

 

Su Muluo agreed, “No problem, I need to go back for a bit too.”

 

He had to close his café, as he had left Qiansui impersonating him there.

 

Liu He nodded and ordered her men to take the red umbrella and Hu Xiao back to the Bureau. Su Muluo left as well, returning to the café with the little black dragon.

 

Inside the café, someone who looked exactly like Su Muluo stood stiffly at the counter, a dark expression as if someone owed him five million.

 

The café was empty of customers. Su Muluo stepped inside, and Qiansui instantly reverted to his orange cat form, grabbing a cat food can and scurrying away.

 

Su Muluo laughed, closed the door, and took the little black dragon out of his pocket, sitting at the counter to tally the past two days’ earnings.

 

Due to the fox demon sisters, he had barely opened for business these past two days, resulting in pitifully low income, not even enough to cover daily expenses, let alone the monthly rent.

 

Of course, he wasn’t broke; he had millions in his bank account. Still, looking at the meager earnings was disheartening.

 

The little black dragon, lying in Su Muluo’s palm, suddenly felt its scales itching and started rubbing against his phoenix hand.

 

Su Muluo, glancing between the earnings and the oblivious little dragon rubbing its scales, scratched its scales and said, “If your scales fall off, you’ll become a bald little dragon.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “?”

 

Su Muluo: “So grow up before you go bald, instead of just eating all the time.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “??” When did it ever just eat all the time!

 

And it wasn’t bald!

 

The little black dragon grumbled, hugging Su Muluo’s finger for an explanation. Su Muluo, eyes filled with laughter, said, “You always itch, feels like you’re going bald.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Aoo!”

 

Annoyed, the little dragon wanted to grow big and wrap itself around him. But it was too itchy, so it kept rubbing its scales against his fingers.

 

Su Muluo laughed, petting the irritated little dragon’s head, then held it up and scratched its itchy scales.

 

As he scratched, a feather suddenly fell.

 

Little Black Dragon: “?”

 

The soft white feather landed on its head, and it sniffed it, recognizing the phoenix’s scent, hugging it tightly.

 

Another feather fell.

 

Then another.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

After a century, he was losing feathers again.

 

But this time was different. He usually lost one, at most two feathers. Now, he lost three.

 

Three whole feathers!!

 

Su Muluo stared at the feathers, then at the happy little dragon hugging them, suddenly filled with a horrifying thought—

 

Could he be going bald because of this little dragon??


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 15 – The Master of Shifting Blame

Chapter 15: The Master of Shifting Blame

 

The afternoon streets were bustling with people. Su Muluo cast an invisibility spell on himself and trailed the woman in the white dress with long black hair.

 

She walked quickly, navigating through the crowded streets without being hindered. From the reactions of the people around, it seemed they hadn’t noticed her.

 

After an hour of walking, Su Muluo stopped by the street and watched the woman enter an old residential building. The stairs were exposed, so he could clearly see her ascend to the fourth floor and enter her apartment.

 

These buildings were very old, likely the type of rental where no contract was needed. This suggested the woman was a demon who wasn’t registered with the supernatural bureau and didn’t have an ID.

 

With this in mind, Su Muluo didn’t rush to follow her. Instead, he stood across the street from the building and revealed himself.

 

“Roar?”

 

The little black dragon, curious why its phoenix had stopped, looked up and called out. Su Muluo looked down at it and said, “Let’s wait a bit.”

 

He planned to observe the surroundings and test the woman.

 

A few minutes later, the curtains of her apartment were drawn open. Su Muluo saw her standing by the window for a while before she turned and went back inside.

 

Had she noticed him?

 

Su Muluo still didn’t move. The woman wouldn’t leave the building in front of him, and he wanted to see her reaction to his presence—would she choose to attack or flee?

 

The little black dragon lazily flicked its tail, idly resting on its phoenix’s fingers as it waited… After a while, it suddenly turned over, rubbing its back against Su Muluo’s palm.

 

Su Muluo: “?”

 

He looked down at the little dragon, seeing it wriggle against his hand with its soft scales as if it was itchy. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Squeak.”

 

Its scales were itchy.

 

Su Muluo found this odd. “Did you get something dirty on you?” He bent his finger to scratch the little dragon’s back scales.

 

The little dragon’s dark gold eyes squinted in comfort, purring contentedly. Su Muluo continued scratching it, running his fingers from head to tail—except for the tip, which the little dragon clung to, refusing to let him touch it.

 

After a while, the little dragon seemed less itchy. It chirped at Su Muluo and rolled affectionately in his palm.

 

Su Muluo petted it, still a bit worried. “So, what was wrong just now?”

 

The little dragon shook its head, indicating it didn’t know either.

 

Su Muluo thought for a moment. “Are you going to shed your scales?”

 

He wasn’t very knowledgeable about dragons and wasn’t sure if little dragons shed their scales shortly after birth. As a young phoenix, he hadn’t experienced anything like molting.

 

The little dragon continued shaking its head. Seeing its confused expression, Su Muluo smiled.

 

“I see, your scales are about to fall off,” he teased. “You’re turning back into a little mud eel.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “?”

 

Su Muluo: “A little mud eel spirit.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “??”

 

The little dragon lifted its head in anger, chattering at Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo remained calm. “I can’t understand you. You’re noisy, just like a mud eel.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “…”

 

Frustrated, the little dragon flopped onto its side in Su Muluo’s hand, wriggling furiously.

 

Unlike last time, it didn’t tie itself into a knot. Su Muluo watched it for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh, petting its head again.

 

The little dragon grabbed onto his finger and wouldn’t let go.

 

“Roar!”

 

“Alright, alright,” Su Muluo chuckled. “I was just kidding. You’re not a little mud eel spirit. You’re my little dragon, okay? Don’t be mad.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Roar roar!”

 

Su Muluo: “I’m not going to kiss you. Kiss yourself.”

 

Little Black Dragon: “Roar roar roar!”

 

Su Muluo put it in his pocket.

 

Little Black Dragon: “…”

 

Its phoenix was bullying it!

 

Too much!!

 

Curled up angrily in his pocket, the little black dragon sulked while outside, Su Muluo looked up to see the woman in white at the window again.

 

With his excellent vision, he saw her pale face staring straight at him—completely different from her previous expression.

 

“…”

 

Su Muluo didn’t wait any longer and walked toward the residential building. As he reached the fourth floor, he saw a girl standing in front of the woman in white’s door.

 

“Open the door! Is anyone inside?”

 

The girl in the red dress banged on the door. She had long black hair down to her waist and a strikingly beautiful face, a stark contrast to the delicate and reserved look of the woman in white.

 

Su Muluo watched her knock for a while and asked, “Are you her neighbor?”

 

“Who?!” The girl in red jumped in surprise, turning to look at him warily. “Who are you?!”

 

Su Muluo replied, “I’m her friend.”

 

“…Really?” The girl in red scrutinized him from head to toe, her gaze finally settling on his face for a few seconds. “Can you contact her?”

 

Su Muluo wouldn’t say no and reveal he was lying. Instead, he asked, “What’s wrong with her?”

 

The girl in red pointed to the window beside the door. “I saw her standing still at the door with a terrifying expression. When I asked what was wrong, she turned back inside. I felt something was off and wanted to check on her, but no one responded to my knocking. It’s too strange.”

 

The window faced the hallway; it was the same window Su Muluo had seen earlier. Before he went upstairs, the woman had stood by it, but now she was gone, and the curtain was drawn.

 

Su Muluo thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said to the girl in red, “Step aside.”

 

The girl in red looked at him expectantly. “Do you have a key?”

 

Su Muluo politely replied, “No.”

 

Then he kicked the door open.

 

Girl in red: “…”

 

With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall, stirring up a small cloud of dust, and the interior of the apartment was revealed.

 

It looked like a one-person residence, sparsely furnished and not very large. From the entryway, they could see the living room and kitchen, both empty, with no sign of the woman in white.

 

The girl in red called out softly, “Is anyone here?”

 

There was no response.

 

She cautiously peeked inside, but Su Muluo had already stepped in, heading straight for the rooms after confirming the living room and kitchen were empty.

 

The girl in red hurriedly followed him. “Wait! Are you really her friend? How can you just enter a girl’s room… Ah!”

 

Her last words turned into a scream as she froze at the room’s entrance, eyes wide with horror.

 

The ceiling fan creaked as it turned, a woman hanging from it. Her long black hair dr4p3d down, and her neck twisted unnaturally to one side. Her pale face bore wide-open eyes, staring blankly at the door.

 

“Ah—someone’s dead—ah!!!”

 

“…”

In the midst of the red-dressed girl’s continuous screams, Su Muluo remained motionless.

 

“Are you blind?! What are you doing? Call the police! She’s hanging herself! Can’t you see?!”

 

Ignoring her, Su Muluo observed the woman in white for a few seconds, then calmly said, “If a demon could be strangled by a rope, that would be too funny.”

 

“What? What are you talking about?”

 

The girl stared intently at Su Muluo. He slightly lowered his head, glanced at her, and then laughed, “The fox’s tail is showing.”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, the red-dressed girl’s face suddenly changed.

 

Whoosh!

 

In the next moment, a cold wind arose, and the red-dressed girl disappeared, enveloping the entire room in shadows, turning it dark and somber.

 

The body of the woman in white gently swayed. Su Muluo turned around and saw the red-dressed girl standing in the shadows, holding a blood-red umbrella. Her once beautiful face was now smooth and featureless.

 

Her red umbrella opened, and the painful face of a woman— the woman in white—kept appearing on it.

 

Su Muluo immediately recognized this as the fox demon that had previously attacked him. The woman in white was not dead; her soul was trapped in that eerie red umbrella.

 

“You’re not her neighbor at all,” Su Muluo said. “Let me guess, are you sisters?”

 

The fox demon, though faceless, sneered and touched the face of the woman in white on the umbrella. Her voice was sharp and filled with hatred, “Yes, she is my dear sister. She lured you here and pretended to persuade me to run away… But this is better. I don’t even have to come to find you.”

 

“Oh,” Su Muluo replied. “It seems like I have no grievances with you.”

 

The fox demon giggled, pushing the red umbrella downward. Seductive eyes emerged on the umbrella, staring directly at him.

 

“We have no grudge, but you have a pretty face.” Her laughter rang like a bell, filled with sweet malice. “Such a beautiful face, even more beautiful than my lover’s. If I could swap it onto his face, he would love it.”

 

As soon as she finished speaking, something in Su Muluo’s pocket moved. He calmly reached in and held down the restless little black dragon.

 

“Is your lover here too?”

 

“…” The fox demon did not answer, instead raising the umbrella, causing the eyes to disappear from its surface. “Are you trying to trick me? How mean. If you’re waiting for the Special Abilities Bureau idiots to come, I suggest you—”

 

Before she could finish, she suddenly threw the red umbrella.

 

The umbrella opened, revealing a huge, toothy mouth. From the mouth spewed thick, foul-smelling blood, rushing towards Su Muluo—

 

Su Muluo’s face remained calm, though inwardly he sighed, thinking how dirty this was. Nowadays, demons fought so messily?

 

He then slightly bent his slender fingers. A flash of cold light, like white feathers, thundered through the blood tide. It was so fast that it touched the fox demon’s brow in an instant.

 

Her pupils contracted. In that moment, she almost unleashed her peak reflexes, twisting her head to avoid it—but the target wasn’t her. The sharp line of attack sliced through the umbrella’s handle, severing it in two.

 

Half of the red umbrella fell to the ground, the blood tide vanished, and simultaneously the fox demon let out a piercing scream, convulsing on the floor.

 

She was defeated, in a single move.

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo looked at the fox demon writhing in pain, raising his eyebrows slightly. He hadn’t expected that cutting the umbrella would provoke such a strong reaction. It seemed the umbrella was not just her weapon, but deeply connected to her.

 

As the umbrella was destroyed, the face of the woman in white began to protrude, and her entire soul was released, slowly drifting back to her body.

 

Su Muluo had already taken down the woman in white from the ceiling fan. Seeing her eyes closed but her breath restored, he knew she was alright.

 

He had also contacted the Special Abilities Bureau, and they would arrive soon. Once they captured the fox demon, they could unravel the events that had transpired.

 

In previous battles, the fox demon had used human skins to fight him, abandoning them to escape if things went wrong. But now, her true form was here, and she couldn’t escape no matter what.

 

Just as Su Muluo was thinking this, he noticed blood seeping from the faceless fox demon, splashing heavily onto the umbrella. In the next second, she turned into a pool of thick blood, merging with the umbrella, disappearing completely.

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo stared at the unmoving red umbrella on the ground, silent for a moment.

 

He poked the little black dragon.

 

“It’s all your fault.”

 

The little black dragon, inexplicably blamed: “?”

 

Su Muluo righteously said, “You didn’t remind me.”

 

Little black dragon: “??”

 

The little black dragon couldn’t believe its phoenix not only bullied it but had now done so twice in one day. Feeling it was intolerable, it angrily raised its head and roared at Su Muluo.

 

“Roar!”

 

I’m upset! I want a kiss and a hug! And at least two kisses!

 

Su Muluo stared at it for a few seconds and said, “I won’t kiss you, little mud eel.”

 

Little black dragon: “???”

 

Su Muluo: “Turn into a human, then I’ll kiss you.”

 

Then he quickly poked it again and stuffed it back into his pocket.

 

Little black dragon: “……”

 

Too much!!

 

It’s Fuming to the point of tying itself in knots.


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

If you like my translations, feel free to donate to my ko-fi!

I really, really appreciate all the support from my readers <3 It goes a long way and motivates me lots!

https://ko-fi.com/hoenibean

 

Also, check out the other series we have on HoH!

If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

If you like dragons, check out I’m Pregnant with the Hope of the Entire Planet and The Dragon and the ‘Princess’

How about some mystery or showbiz? Check out Morbid Addiction & Perfection

What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

Thank you for all your support <3 Leave a comment if you like 🙂 I love reading them!

 

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