Month: July 2024 (Page 2 of 6)

Side Story 1 – Playing Chess

       Since Zhuo Yue came out proudly and married Fang Mingyan, his daily activities at home were filled with reading, surfing the internet, playing games, and studying travel guides. Under Chef Old Zhao’s guidance, Zhuo Yue personally cooked various gourmet dishes. In the evenings, he jogged by the lake with his partner, leading a very fulfilling life.

       They shared many common hobbies such as movies and travel, gourmet food, and sports. Fang Mingyan played Chinese chess and sometimes played against Chu Yu when he dropped by. They were evenly matched, each winning and losing. After a draw one time, Chu Yu suggested, “How about we settle this in a different way?”

       Fang Mingyan raised his eyebrows, “How?”

       The Second Young Master glanced at Xu Ye and Zhuo Yue, who were chatting aside and slightly curved his lips, “They don’t know how to play Go, and they have the same starting point. We will each guide them and let them compete in a game after a month.”

       “Interesting.” The man thought for a moment and said, “Since it’s a competition, there should be prizes.”

       “Rewards are not as interesting as punishments.” Chu Yu said, “I decide how the match is to be played, so to be fair, you should decide how the punishment is to be meted out.”

       Fang Mingyan looked in the direction of the two Subs and curled his lips, “Let’s make it more fun if we’re going to play. The loser gives up control to the winner over the sub for half an hour, allowing the winner to dominate during that time.”

       “Okay.” Chu Yu agreed, “It’s better not to let them know about the punishment for the time being.”

       “Certainly.”

       Thus, without the two Subs knowing anything, the bet began. Starting from the second night, Go became a compulsory course every night.

       Zhuo Yue didn’t have much experience with Go; the only ones they knew were Chinese Checkers[/mfn]Sternhalma[/mfn] and Ludo. The rules of Go were simple yet endlessly variable, with techniques like ‘hooking’, ‘capturing’, ‘enclosing’, ‘territory scoring’, and ‘key points’ leaving Zhuo Yue completely bewildered. Despite Fang Mingyan’s detailed teaching, the progress was slow.

       He said with some frustration, “Master, I am stupid and have no talent at all in playing Go.”

       “There’s no need to rush.” ​​The man touched his head, “Just learn slowly.”

       He learnt slowly on his side, but Xu Ye’s side was no faster. When the two families got together again a month later, they were both stunned when they heard the order to play.

       “Master, I can’t…” Zhuo Yue looked at Fang Mingyan in embarrassment and whispered.

       “You know you can’t even before you try?” The man pressed him down on the chair. “Relax, it’s just a game of chess. If you lose, you lose.”

       Xu Ye was also forced to sit down.

       The two looked at each other and started the game helplessly. Xu Ye took advantage of the black game, while Zhuo Yue managed to win every step despite his poor chess skills. Both sides had many loopholes. The two Doms who were watching the battle could see clearly but could not say anything or make any comments. They couldn’t help but smile.

       As soon as they smiled, the two players playing chess became even more nervous. They stared at the chessboard attentively and thought about each move for a long time. At the end of the game, after counting the chess pieces, Zhuo Yue lost by an eye and a half.

       Fang Mingyan smiled helplessly and said to Chu Yu, “I’m willing to admit defeat. What do you want to do next?”

       The Second Young Master put his arm around Xu Ye’s waist and curled his lips, “It’s not convenient here. Let’s go upstairs.”

       The upstairs he was referring to was, of course, the professional conditioning room.

       Only then did the two Subs learn about the bet between their masters. Xu Ye breathed a huge sigh of relief over there, secretly glad that he had won. He had dug such a big hole for Fang Mingyan before. If he fell into the hands of the other party, there would be nothing good to gain. Here, Zhuo Yue was frustrated and uneasy, looking at his master with his dark eyes and whispering, “I’m sorry…”

       “There are always winners and losers in chess, and you have tried your best.” Fang Mingyan touched his cheek comfortingly and said, “In the next half hour, I will lose control of you. You must listen to Chu Yu’s order and complete the tasks he assigns you.”

       Zhuo Yue froze completely and said in panic, “Master… I can’t…”

       Seeing him like this, the man couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t be afraid; his wife is here, so he won’t give any orders that are out of bounds. You just have to obey.”

       Xu Ye glared at him with a dark face, “I can avoid it.”

       Chu Yu smiled and put some selected props on the sofa’s side table, then said to Zhuo Yue, “Let your master sit on the sofa, and then bring me his mobile phone.”

       Fang Mingyan took the initiative to sit down on the single sofa. Zhuo Yue took out the mobile phone from the man’s pocket and handed it to him in a daze.

       Chu Yu dialled the phone, turned on the speakerphone and put it on the table, saying, “Next, Xu Ye and I will retreat, and all instructions will be conveyed to you through this phone. Until I hang up, your actions must follow my instructions, understand?”

       Zhuo Yue now roughly understood the so-called punishment. His face suddenly turned red, and he said, “I understand.”

       The two closed the door and left. Chu Yu’s voice came from the phone, “Cuff your master’s hands with the handcuffs on the table, and then fasten them to the raised iron ring behind the sofa.”

       Zhuo Yue looked at Fang Mingyan awkwardly. There was a smile in the man’s eyes, and he stretched out his arm as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted. He started to do it carefully, fastened it and asked, “Master, does it feel uncomfortable like this?”

       “Technically, you’re not pulling it tight enough” Fang Mingyan moved his arms and said, “But in terms of comfort, this is pretty good.”

       A new order came from the mobile phone on the table, “Take off all your clothes, then unbutton your master’s shirt, and kiss his body starting from the neck downwards.”

       Zhuo Yue took off his clothes as instructed. When he saw the other party looking at him with interest, he closed his eyes with a red face and pressed his soft lips to his neck. Then, slowly downwards, when he reached the chest, he hesitated, stuck out his tongue, and licked the bulge on the man’s chest like a cat.

       Fang Mingyan’s breath caught in his throat.

       Zhuo Yue had never been so attuned to a man’s reactions before, finding it unexpectedly intriguing in that moment. He gently licked that spot again, imitating what the other man had done to him before, licking, biting and sucking repeatedly, leaving a mark on the man’s chest—a series of reddish hickeys. Fang Mingyan usually took the lead, and this was the first time he took the initiative. His movements were raw but even more sultry, making the man’s body tense up.

       “Kneel between your Master’s legs and use your mouth to unzip his pants.” The orders on the other end of the phone continued.

       Fang Mingyan, who had been silently enjoying the slave’s shy teasing, suddenly stopped him and said, “Chu Yu, don’t let him use his mouth.”

       Zhuo Yue was stunned.

       The other end of the phone immediately changed the original instruction, “Unzip the zipper with your hands, and then try your best to please your Master in any way.”

       He lowered his gaze.

       Since the r4p3 incident, he had been very resistant to oral sex. His master knew this and had always avoided letting him use this method in BDSM.

       At this moment, the man still thought about him carefully.

       He knelt down between the man’s legs, slowly unbuttoned his belt, pulled down the zipper, pulled down his underwear a little, and held the dormant genitals exposed. After taking a deep breath, he leaned down and gently licked the umbrella-shaped part at the top.

       Fang Mingyan was shocked by the sudden hot and moist feeling and frowned to stop him, “Use your hands.”

       “…I want to do this for you.” He raised his face with shyness in his eyes, lowered his head again as if determined, and took the front end into his mouth. The slippery tip of his tongue passed over the most sensitive part, and the gentle and sometimes heavy friction made the man gasp slightly and half-close his eyes.

       His desire was completely awakened, and the erect c0ck gradually took on a high-spirited posture. The thick c0ck completely parted Zhuo Yue’s mouth, and when it was pressed against the top of the throat, one could clearly feel the vibration when swallowing. The stimulation from the lower body made Fang Mingyan’s breathing gradually become heavier. He looked at the man kneeling in front of him, trying to please him, and said, “Chu Yu, tell him to stop.”

       “What, you don’t like it?” The Second Young Master on the other end of the phone said leisurely, “Zhuo Yue, your master seems not to be satisfied with your service.”

       “Well…” Zhuo Yue had never done this kind of thing on his own initiative, and he was nervous and shy now. He tried hard to take the c0ck deeper, but the feeling of retching became more intense, and tears filled his eyes.

       Fang Mingyan sighed helplessly and gave instructions, “If you feel uncomfortable, pull out a little, relax your jaw, use your tongue…take your time…”

       When Zhuo Yue’s skills gradually improved under on-site teaching, the order was updated again.

       “Use the lubricant on the table to expand your asshole, and then let your master reach climax without using any other parts. This is the last command. Once completed, you can use the key on the table to open the handcuffs. It is a gentleman’s agreement to admit defeat. It is up to you whether you do it or not. I wish you both a happy game. After saying that, Chu Yu hung up the phone. The phone beeped for a while and then became quiet.

       Zhuo Yue’s face was hot, and he looked at his master in embarrassment.

       The man raised the corners of his lips, glanced at his lower body, and said, “You still haven’t done anything yet. Are you planning to keep me up like this?”

       He opened the bottle of lubricant and said awkwardly, “Master, can I… sit on your lap?”

       “Until the order is completed, everything about me is at your disposal.” Fang Mingyan looked at him with a half-smile.

       Zhuo Yue spread his legs, sat down facing the man, moistened his fingers with lubricant, and then inserted them into his asshole. The feeling of his knuckles sinking into his body made him tremble, and he bit his lower lip. After getting used to it for a while, he tried to add another finger. The mucous membrane was stretched open, and the sound of his fingers stirring the liquid made him lower his head in shame and whisper, “Master…”

       “Continue.” Fang Mingyan narrowed his eyes slightly.

       At this moment, Zhuo Yue was completely naked, with a slight redness on his fair skin, and his misty eyes were filled with shyness as if a painting was stained with eroticism but was extremely beautiful, and every stroke outlined was amorous.

       When three fingers were inserted, Zhuo Yue whimpered. His body softened, and he leaned weakly against the man.

       Warm fragrant jade1it means as fair as jade; soft and warm body, really enticing; the flesh and fragrance of a beauty.

       Fang Mingyan somehow thought of this word.

       The delicious smell on his breath and the soft and trembling body in his arms made him almost unable to control himself. He wanted to break free and push Zhuo Yue down to the ground to taste it. However, he needed to be patient and let the shy slave try to be more active in their love affair.

       While Zhuo Yue was clumsily expanding, the high-spiritedness between the man’s legs not only did not fade away but instead became even more tense.

       This clumsy slave could always arouse his desires so easily, influence his decisions, and draw his attention.

       When the asshole could accommodate four fingers, Zhuo Yue panted and rested his head on his shoulder. Fang Mingyan turned around and kissed the side of his face, “Well done. Next, wet it with lubricant, and then sit on it slowly.”

       “Hmmn…” The penetration of the front end made Zhuo Yue tense up. His legs were trembling, and he slowly lowered himself while holding on to the thick c0ck that brought him pain and pleasure.

       The thick meat that entered the body bit by bit completely opened the defensive sphincter and occupied the hot and humid canal. The lubricant squeezed out and continued to slide down, soaking the area where the two of them had sex. Zhuo Yue was already nervous when he took the initiative for the first time. His body had not been fully warmed up, and it was difficult for him to adapt to the man’s size quickly. Seeing Fang Mingyan’s forbearing expression, he felt anxious. He gritted his teeth and sat down. The huge erection was swallowed whole into the asshole under the influence of gravity, and both of them groaned at the same time.

       Fang Mingyan almost lost his life due to such a reckless move. He endured the pain and said, “Get out, take off the handcuffs, and let me see if you are injured.”

       It took Zhuo Yue a while to recover, and he shook his head with tears in his eyes, then whispered “Master…” and pressed his lips to his.

       The man closed his eyes and kissed him deeply, his lips and tongues intertwined, lingering and gentle.

       Later, under his gaze, Zhuo Yue slowly twisted his waist from the beginning with his face flushed to the end while crying for mercy while moving up and down, using his asshole to swallow the thick c0ck.

       After the orga-m, Fang Mingyan felt a sense of admiration for Zhuo Yue. In such unorganized and clumsy movements, he ended up cumming as well.

       The only one who could make him do this was Zhuo Yue.

       It could only be that person.

       Every look, every movement, every moan was so tempting.

       Just right and irreplaceable.

       The handcuffs were opened, and Zhuo Yue, who was almost exhausted and almost collapsed, blushed and asked softly, “Master, did you feel good just now?”

       The man raised the corners of his lips, picked him up and walked to the bathroom.

       “Next time, I should teach you how to use that little mouth down there.”

       “Master…”

       “Don’t move. You only belong to me now.”


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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.


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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.”


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Chapter 37

       In the evening, Zhan Pengcheng sat in the room and waited. When he heard the familiar footsteps in the corridor outside the door, he immediately stood up and walked over to open the door.

       Zhan Weiyang was holding his clothes and preparing to go to the bathroom. When he heard the door open, he stopped in a daze and looked in the direction of Zhan Pengcheng, saying, “Dad?”

       Zhan Pengcheng smiled and asked him in a gentle tone, “You haven’t taken a shower yet?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “En.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Then go quickly.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Hm.” Then he walked into the bathroom and closed the door from the inside.

       Zhan Pengcheng sighed. He stepped back, closed the door, sat down by the bed in a slightly uneasy mood, and continued to wait.

       After waiting for more than ten minutes, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening outside and hurried over to open it. Seeing Zhan Weiyang coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he called him “Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang turned to look at him, “Dad.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Yangyang, why don’t you come and sleep with Dad? Don’t cause trouble for your older cousin.”

       Upon hearing this, Zhan Weiyang glanced at the closed door of Pei Qing’s room and then looked at Zhan Pengcheng. After struggling for a long time, he said, “I don’t want to sleep with Dad.”

       At that moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in Zhan Pengcheng’s ears, and he couldn’t help but panic, “Why? Yangyang doesn’t love Dad anymore?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I’m seventeen years old, and I can’t sleep with Dad. Others will laugh at me.”

       Zhan Pengcheng pretended to be angry and said, “Who dares to laugh at you? Dad will deal with him!”

       Zhan Weiyang pointed to his room, “Zhan Xiusong.”

       Zhan Pengcheng frowned lightly, then smiled at Zhan Weiyang and said, “Your brother doesn’t know any better; don’t take what he says to heart.”

       Zhan Weiyang took a half step back and said, “I won’t sleep with Dad.”

       Zhan Pengcheng felt a little hurt, but he couldn’t argue with the child, so he could only say, “Okay, you must be good when you go to Qing ge’s place to sleep at night and don’t cause trouble for your brother.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, turned around, and was about to leave, but after walking two steps, he thought of something, turned back, and said to Zhan Pengcheng, “Dad, go to bed soon.”

       Zhan Pengcheng replied helplessly, “Okay, okay, Dad is going to bed.” After saying that, he raised his hand and gently closed the door.

       When Zhan Weiyang entered Pei Qing’s room, he saw Pei Qing sitting on the bay window. He habitually probed to look first before burrowing his whole self in through the narrowly opened doorway and gently closing the door.

       He saw Pei Qing staring out the window without looking at him, so he walked over and raised his hand to wave in front of Pei Qing’s eyes.

       Pei Qing then looked at him.

       Zhan Weiyang called carefully, “Qing ge?”

       Pei Qing suddenly opened his arms and hugged Zhan Weiyang. Because he was sitting, he was shorter than Zhan Weiyang, who was standing, so his arms just hugged Zhan Weiyang’s waist, and his face was pressed against Zhan Weiyang’s chest.

       Zhan Weiyang was completely stunned. He didn’t dare to move. He called out in a low voice again uncertainly, “Qing ge?”

       Pei Qing, with a deep voice, said, “Let gege hold you for a while.”

       Zhan Weiyang hurriedly said, “Okay.” As long as gege is willing, he can hold me as long as he want!

       He didn’t know what was wrong with Pei Qing; he felt a bit flustered and helpless, unable to understand Pei Qing’s sudden emotion. He only felt his own heartbeat starting to quicken, gradually beating faster.

       They were both wearing slightly thin pyjamas. When their bodies were pressed together, they could quickly feel each other’s body heat. There was the same scent of shower gel, and there were slightly different scents belonging to the handsome young man and the clean teenager, which just intersected and merged together.

       Zhan Weiyang’s heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He felt as if his whole body was shaking with anxiety. He had just finished taking a shower, but his body was heating up unconsciously. He was even sweating a little at the waistline where Pei Qing had put his arm around him.

       He lowered his head and saw the top of Pei Qing’s head. He raised his hand and touched Pei Qing’s hair, then slid it down to Pei Qing’s face. He actually noticed the anxiety in Pei Qing’s mood, so he wanted to comfort him. He put his fingers on Pei Qing’s face and asked him, “What’s wrong?” But when he opened his mouth, he felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

       Pei Qing did not answer but quietly hugged Zhan Weiyang for a long time before letting go of his hand and sitting up straight. He looked up at Zhan Weiyang and said to him, “Nothing, I just want to hug you.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him.

       Pei Qing smiled, raised his hand, gently tidied up Zhan Weiyang’s wrinkled collar, and said, “Yangyang is seventeen years old.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded.

       Pei Qing stood up from the window and said, “Alright, let’s go to bed.”

       Until he turned off the lights and lay on the bed, Zhan Weiyang kept recalling the scene when Pei Qing hugged him just now. At that time, his heart was beating violently. He felt uneasy, but he couldn’t help feeling happy. He wanted Pei Qing to keep hugging him like that.

       He propped up his upper body and approached Pei Qing, trying hard to see his eyes in the dark.

       Pei Qing was not asleep. He didn’t even feel sleepy at all. He just put his hands under his head and thought with his eyes open. So, the moment Zhan Weiyang got close, he noticed it. He said to Zhan Weiyang, “I’m breathing.”

       That night, Zhan Weiyang said that his father would secretly listen to his breathing. Perhaps it was because Zhan Pengcheng lived in fear for a long time after Zhan Weiyang drowned that he would secretly listen to his son’s breathing at night. Thinking of this, Pei Qing was even more convoluted.

       Zhan Weiyang stretched out a hand and carefully put it close to Pei Qing’s nose.

       Pei Qing grabbed his hand and held his fingers to prevent him from moving.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing said, “Hmm.”

       Zhan Weiyang could not hide his excitement, and could not help but smiled and called out again, “Qing ge.”

       Pei Qing still said, “Hmm,” gently.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt strange and asked, “If I keep calling you, will you keep answering me?”

       Pei Qing said, “Yes.”

       Zhan Weiyang was touched and said, “Why are you so nice? I like you so much.”

       Pei Qing did not speak but smiled silently in the dark.

       Zhan Weiyang asked again, “Then can you hug me?”

       Pei Qing still maintained his smile, but it was not heard in her tone. It was just as if he was a little lazy and indifferent; he asked, “How do you want me to hug you?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Just like you did just now.”

       Pei Qing did not answer.

       Zhan Weiyang pushed his arm with his hand, “Is it okay?”

       Pei Qing seemed to be thinking, and after a moment, he said, “How about this, if you beg me, maybe I will hug you.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t even think about it, and he said softly, “Please, hug me.”

       Pei Qing finally stretched out an arm to him, “Come.”

       Zhan Weiyang immediately threw himself into his arms and put his face on his chest. After a while, he said, “No, you have to press against my chest.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “Where is your chest?”

       Zhan Weiyang fumbled to find one of Pei Qing’s hands, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, saying, “Here.”

       With a “Hmm”, Pei Qing pushed Zhan Weiyang onto the bed with his hand, then slowly leaned his head against his chest, his ear positioned just above his heartbeat.

       They maintained this posture without moving, and Zhan Weiyang was obviously satisfied.

       Pei Qing heard Zhan Weiyang’s heartbeat becoming more intense and hyperactive, and he said, “Yangyang, your heartbeat is so fast.”

       Zhan Weiyang licked his lips and said, “Yeah, I noticed it too.” He raised his head and looked down, reached out to hug Pei Qing’s head, and said, “Let’s go to sleep.”

       Naturally, Pei Qing didn’t fall asleep with Zhan Weiyang’s chest pressed like this. After a while, he felt that Zhan Weiyang was already half asleep, so he moved away from his chest and went back to his pillow.

       Zhan Weiyang subconsciously reached out to find him.

       Pei Qing gently held his hand and said, “I’m here. Go to sleep.”

       Zhan Weiyang made an ‘En’ sound and fell asleep.


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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.


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Chapter 36

       The two were silent for a while.

       Zhan Weiyang rode the bicycle in front, looking back from time to time at Pei Qing as if he were afraid that he would not be able to find Pei Qing if he rode too far.

       Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiguang, “So, the way Weiyang looks now, is it natural?”

       Zhan Weiguang looked at Pei Qing, “No. He nearly drowned when he was young. By the time he was rescued, he had stopped breathing. Someone performed CPR and brought him back. His current condition, the doctors say, is due to permanent brain damage caused by lack of oxygen, which affected his brain development.”

       The moment he heard the answer, Pei Qing even stopped breathing briefly. He looked at Zhan Weiyang’s back and didn’t say a word for a long time.

       Zhan Weiguang continued, “My dad took him to see many doctors, and he has done all the rehabilitation treatments that can be done. His current condition is considered to have recovered well.”

       Pei Qing slightly parted his lips. He wanted to suggest taking Zhan Weiyang to a better hospital to see more experienced doctors. However, thinking of how much Zhan Pengcheng doted on Zhan Weiyang, he must have done everything possible already. Mentioning this now probably wouldn’t serve any purpose, and Zhan Weiyang might also have passed the optimal age for treatment.

       However, Pei Qing’s heart still felt a deep sense of powerlessness. A terrible picture even appeared in front of him, seeing the young and pale Zhan Weiyang being taken out of the water, with wet hair sticking to his forehead and eyes closed as if he were dead.

       He was horrified and saddened by his own thoughts.

       Zhan Weiguang was a little hesitant. He whispered to Pei Qing, “Don’t ask Dad about Zhan Weiyang. He is most afraid of others saying that Zhan Weiyang is abnormal.”

       Pei Qing said, “I know.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Zhan Weiyang is just a little dumber than his peers and a little slower in reaction. There is nothing else. He can take care of himself and live alone in the future.”

       Pei Qing nodded.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I know he’s a little annoying sometimes. If he keeps pestering you, just ignore him.”

       Pei Qing said, “No, I think he’s quite cute.”

       Zhan Weiguang laughed and said, “My dad and my grandma also think he’s cute. I think everyone in the family thinks he’s cute except me.”

       Pei Qing thought for a moment and said, “You need to be more patient with him.”

       “Forget it,” Zhan Weiguang said with a slightly impatient look, “Be careful not to let him sneak into my bathtub. It’s troublesome enough to prevent him from walking to the water.”

       The conversation between the two ended because Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but jump off the bicycle and run towards Pei Qing. When he stood in front of Pei Qing, he said, “I don’t want to ride with Zhan Xiusong anymore.”

       Before Pei Qing could speak, Zhan Weiguang said, “Then don’t ride anymore. Return the bike.”

       Zhan Weiyang glanced at Zhan Weiguang, ignored him, and hesitantly reached out and pulled Pei Qing’s sleeve. Pei Qing said, “Come on, I’ll ride with you.”

       Zhan Weiyang was immediately happy, took Pei Qing’s wrist, and walked in the direction of where they had just parked.

       Zhan Weiguang looked at Zhan Weiyang’s cheerful back, a little unhappy, and yelled at him, “Zhan Weiyang!”

       Zhan Weiyang turned his head symbolically, without even seeing Zhan Weiguang, and said ‘En’ perfunctorily and continued to pull Pei Qing forward.

       They walked to the bicycle parked on the roadside. Zhan Xiusong was still sitting on the bicycle. He looked at them with an unhappy face and asked Zhan Weiyang, “Are you still riding?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I won’t ride with you anymore. Get off.”

       Zhan Xiusong didn’t want to ride in the first place, but he became even more unhappy after Zhan Weiyang said that. He then said, “I won’t get off.”

       Zhan Weiyang said angrily, “Get off!”

       Zhan Xiusong said, “No, I want to ride.”

       Pei Qing raised his hand to press on Zhan Weiyang’s shoulder and asked Zhan Xiusong calmly, “Does Xiuxong still want to ride?”

       Zhan Xiusong pedalled and spun backwards, saying, “Of course.”

       Pei Qing said, “Then you and Weiguang ride one, and I’ll take Yangyang to rent another one.”

       At this time, Zhan Weiguang also came over and said, “I won’t ride. Zhan Xiusong can ride by himself.”

       Zhan Xiusong suddenly got anxious and jumped off the bike, saying, “I won’t ride either. You guys ride.”

       When Zhan Weiyang saw him getting off, he quickly grabbed the handlebars and tried to climb up. Pei Qing held his waist from behind and lifted him up. Zhan Weiyang was too thin, and his waist was too thin as if it could be broken by a pinch. Pei Qing could not forget what Zhan Weiyang had just said. When Zhan Weiyang sat down, he still looked at Zhan Weiyang in a daze.

       Pei Qing rarely acted like this. Zhan Weiyang felt strange. He waved his hand in front of him and said uneasily, “Shall we go ride a bike?”

       He was afraid that Pei Qing would refuse him.

       Pei Qing quickly came to his senses, smiled at him, and said, “Okay.” Then he got on the other seat and rode the tandem bike that Zhan Xiusong called a little silly with Zhan Weiyang, moving forward slowly.

       After riding the bike for a while, Zhan Pengcheng called Zhan Weiyang and asked them to go back to fly a kite.

       Zhan Weiyang’s kite flew very high. Zhan Xiusong was competing with him. He tried many times but failed to fly the kite. Finally, he ran to ask Pei Qing for help. Pei Qing helped him fly the kite into the sky first and then gave him the string to continue flying.

       After dinner, Zhan Weiyang was already very sleepy in the car. He was leaning against the window in the last row of the seven-seater SUV. He fell asleep with his head against the window and kept hitting the glass, making a crisp sound.

       Later, Grandma felt distressed and asked Auntie Luo to change seats with Zhan Weiyang and let Zhan Weiyang sleep on her legs.

       While driving, Zhan Pengcheng looked up at the rearview mirror and said, “Yangyang, don’t crush Grandma’s legs.”

       Grandma quickly said, “No, My Yangyang is skinnier than a stray dog I picked up by the roadside. When he lies down, I can’t feel anything at all.”

       Zhan Xiusong couldn’t help but laugh when he heard Grandma’s description. He turned his head to look at Zhan Weiguang next to him. In the end, Zhan Weiguang closed his eyes and tilted his head. He didn’t know if Zhan Weiguang was asleep, but he didn’t react at all.

       Zhan Weiyang lay on his grandma’s legs with a small blanket folded several times, feeling soft and warm.

       Grandma’s skinny palm stroked the top of his head and said, “Go to sleep.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “En.” He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

       There was a traffic jam on the way back to the city in the afternoon. Zhan Pengcheng drove for more than an hour before parking the car in front of the villa.

       Pei Qing got off the passenger seat and opened the door of the back seat first. He saw Zhan Weiyang still sleeping on Grandma’s legs.

       Grandma put her index finger against her lips, signalling Pei Qing not to wake up Zhan Weiyang.

       But then, Zhan Xiusong stood up, leaned over from the back seat and shouted to Zhan Weiyang, “Get up, Zhan Weiyang!”

       Zhan Weiyang was awakened by him in a flash.

       Grandma raised her hand and hit Zhan Xiusong’s arm, angrily saying, “Don’t bully your brother.”

       Zhan Xiusong made a face and jumped down from the car quickly.

       Zhan Weiguang then stood up from the back seat and said to Grandma, “Grandma, I’ll help you down.”

       Zhan Weiyang sat up and rubbed his eyes.

       Grandma asked him, “Didn’t you get enough sleep? Go up and continue sleeping later.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded. He stood up and wanted to get out of the car, but then he remembered something and sat back down, helping to help Grandma down first.

       Auntie Luo pushed Grandma back to the room.

       Zhan Pengcheng was about to park the car in the garage. He leaned out of the driver’s seat window and said to Zhan Weiyang, who was standing at the door, “Go upstairs and take a shower first, and then come to Dad’s room to sleep.”

       Zhan Weiyang had not woken up yet and was in a daze. He subconsciously answered, “I’ll go to Qing ge’s room to sleep.”

       Several teenagers were still at the door. Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Xiusong looked at Pei Qing after hearing this. Even Zhan Pengcheng looked at Pei Qing and seemed to feel bad. He said to Zhan Weiyang, “Why? Yangyang doesn’t like Dad anymore?”

       This question made Zhan Weiyang feel very embarrassed. He couldn’t answer it, so he turned to look at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing knew that the best answer at this time was to persuade Zhan Weiyang to sleep in Zhan Pengcheng’s room, but at that moment, he suddenly had some selfish thoughts. He smiled and replied, “Yangyang can come over to sleep if he wants. Don’t worry, uncle; my bed is very spacious and won’t squeeze Yangyang.”

       Zhan Pengcheng seemed very embarrassed. He didn’t want Zhan Weiyang to sleep in Pei Qing’s place, not only because he didn’t want to disturb Pei Qing but also because of some reluctance that he couldn’t explain. Perhaps it was a subconsciously overprotective desire for Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiguang said in a somewhat cold tone at this time, “Zhan Weiyang, sleep in my place.”

       Zhan Weiyang took a step back in panic and said, “I won’t!”

       Zhan Pengcheng said helplessly, “Okay, as long as your brother doesn’t mind, you can sleep wherever you want.”


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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 42 – Epilogue

       The photo of the kiss had more than 80,000 retweets in just one day, surpassing that of a popular singer who was about to give a concert. After that, he would sometimes post some photos of the two of them together with some interesting words, which attracted a lot of attention. People loved the eye contact and natural interaction between the two. Although Zhuo Yue had faded out of the entertainment industry, he had successfully reached the state of ‘The brother is no longer in the world, but still a legend in the world’.

       That evening, the two of them had dinner in a quiet private kitchen. Zhuo Yue had a bit of red wine, giving his complexion a faint rosiness. He handed a card to Fang Mingyan, saying, “This is for you; the password is 860512.”

       The man asked with some amusement, “Why? Are you afraid that I can’t support you?”

       He shook his head and said seriously, “This is the money I earned, and there is still some left after I paid off the debt I owe you, um… because we’ve been discussing wedding plans; lately, I can’t let you bear all the expenses alone…”

       “Oh, so this is your dowry,” Fang Mingyan teased, lifting Zhuo Yue’s blushing face. “Bringing both yourself and your assets over, aren’t you afraid I might deceive you and leave you with nothing?”

       Zhuo Yue, slightly tipsy, blinked and replied, “Then you should marry me and consider these as betrothal gifts.”

       “…You really dare to say that.” The man gritted his teeth.

       So Zhuo Yue, who was in a daze, was taken back to the den by the Lion and tortured hard all night and finally reached an agreement on the issue of marriage and marriage in tears.

       He and Fang Mingyan chose Finland as their wedding venue. They travelled around Northern Europe and wrote interesting travel notes to share with their fans. He also posted many picturesque photos. One day in late March, they posted two photos on the internet at the same time.

       The first picture showed two people kissing under the gorgeous aurora sky.

       The second picture showed two hands holding each other, with the same ring on the ring finger and the same silver chain on the wrist shining with moving light.

       In this way, they announced their wedding news to all those who cared about them.

       In the second year after their marriage, news spread that Fang Mingyan would direct a movie again. This well-produced historical war film, backed by a strong team, is financed by Huasheng and features ‘Zhuo Yue’ in the lead role.

       This was also the reason why Fang Mingyan put so much effort into acquiring that film and television company.

       He wanted to make a movie just for that person.

       Regarding this matter, the old man Fang asked as usual, “With such high investment, what if the box office is dismal? Your company might not even survive. Have you thought this through?”

       “Yes.”

       “Okay, go for it.”

       The movie was released in the spring of the following year and grossed 300 million at the box office. It also received a high rating of 9.6 online. In the final scene, Zhuo Yue, blood-stained in white robes and holding a silver spear, stood alone outside the city gates. His face, stained with blood, portrayed a resolute determination to face death bravely, yet his dishevelled hair blowing in the wind evoked a sense of desolate sorrow.

       Under Fang Mingyan’s lens, Zhuo Yue quietly stared at everything from the screen as if there were a whole world in his black eyes. That gaze, like a sharp blade, penetrated everyone’s heart as if it could read all the sorrows, joys, and happiness, moving people.

       That year, Zhuo Yue was nominated for the Silver Star Award for Best Actor with an overwhelming majority of votes. But ultimately, he missed out on the award due to doubts and obstructions from some judges. Fang Mingyan, on the other hand, won the Best Director award.

       When the award was presented, the man walked up to the stage and said coldly, “I question the organizing committee’s judging criteria. Because in my opinion, Zhuo Yue’s acting skills are obviously much better than that of the winner. So, I refuse to accept the award. Thank you.” Then. He walked off the stage neatly, took Zhuo Yue’s hand and left.

       The chairman of the organising committee was furious and said to Fang Zihe, the guest of honour, who was sitting by the side of the stage, “Your son is really…”

       “What? If it wasn’t for my face, you wouldn’t even give him this award.” The old man Fang glared at him, “A bunch of old antiques, you guys don’t even adhere to basic fairness and yet still judge awards.” After he finished speaking, He also left, leaving the other party alone and too angry to speak.

       After hearing about this, Zhuo Yue laughed so much that he almost fell off the sofa and said, “The chairman is going to be angry. Your dad is one year older than him.”

       Fang Mingyan glanced at him leisurely and repeated, “Your Dad?”

       Zhuo Yue blushed a little and corrected, “Our Dad.”

       “The weather is nice. Do you want to go out for a walk?” the man looked out the window and asked.

       “Okay.” Zhuo Yue put on his coat and fastened the buttons for him one by one.

       The spring sun shone warmly on his body, the grass was green again, early flowers bloomed on the branches, and the wind smelled of fresh earth.

       Fang Mingyan walked slowly toward the lake side by side with him and asked, “Are you angry that you didn’t win the prize?”

       Zhuo Yue shook his head, grabbed the man’s hand and said with a blush, “I already got what I wanted, so I don’t care about that.”

       Fang Mingyan smiled, took off his coat and put it on him, and then clenched his slightly cold hand again.

       “Master.”

       “Hm?”

       “When you are not busy, how about we invite the Second Young Master and the others to go to Li Island to play together?”

       “Okay.”

 

When the strong winds blow away the years, and white snow covers our hair,
I still wish to stand by his side, holding his hand, kissing his cheek.
Perhaps, this is what luck truly means.
To meet in this lifetime, to love each other, to keep our vows, and to walk hand in hand for the rest of our lives.
I run towards you with courage and hope, please open your arms and embrace me.
If love reigns supreme, I am willing to submit, forever and ever, never to forsake.

 

-End-


(Old)Author’s Note:
The story of Lion and Zhuo Yue ends here. WWell, some readers said they couldn’t get enough of it, but I think this is a good sign, at least it means that this article is not boring. I’ll revise the entire text again later, clarify the logical relationships in detail, and repost parts of it online when I find the time.

I don’t usually beg readers to leave comments, but I read every single one of them, and sometimes I laugh out loud at my computer. To be honest, it’s very motivating to see messages.

The stumbling pairing of Fang Mingyan and Zhuo Yue has many more ups and downs than the pairing of Chu Yu and Xu Ye. This is also the one where I described the plot in a relatively detailed way. It has still gone through major revisions in the middle, and it is not easy to catch up with the readers now?(? ???ω??? ?)?, thank you for liking it.

If I’m lucky enough to publish it again, it will definitely contain two extras. Of course, it will be meaty; I’ve made a promise.


Notes:
This note is from the old version (found in aggregator site), but the version I translated is from the one published later in miguo(myrics.com). So there will be the extras promised by the author 😀
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I will be posting the promised extras by this month!


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