As the sun had just set, Luo Wuhen carried Su Qianqian into the room.
Under the Soundproof Formation, the outside world had no idea just how intense the “battle” within had been…
The next morning, as birds chirped softly, the fierce “close combat” had just ended.
Luo Wuhen sat at the bedside, arranging her clothes and makeup.
Meanwhile, Su Qianqian looked utterly exhausted, the light gone from her eyes, her body wrapped in a blanket trembling uncontrollably.
The victor was obvious—it had been a one-sided domination…
“Shameless, despicable, bastard! I never thought you were this kind of person! I really misjudged you!” Su Qianqian wept two lines of humiliated tears.
Last night, she had witnessed another side of Luo Wuhen, but she was the one who had paid the price!
Just recalling the events of yesterday, Su Qianqian’s body trembled again…
Luo Wuhen, still leisurely fixing her makeup, heard Su Qianqian’s “curses” and felt that urge stirring again.
But thinking Su Qianqian ought to rest, she relied on her exceptional self-control to hold back, then turned to Su Qianqian with a soft laugh:
“You didn’t talk to me like that last night. Let me think, at that time, you were calling me Mas—”
Before Luo Wuhen could finish, Su Qianqian hurriedly interrupted with a face full of indignation: “Stop! Don’t say it! You forced me to call you that! If I didn’t, you’d ‘punish’ me, and when I did, you got even more worked up! You’re untrustworthy, shameless!”
“How am I untrustworthy? I told you—no call means punishment, call me and you get rewarded. That was the reward… Wasn’t it enjoyable? Looks like I need to improve my technique even more…” As she spoke, Luo Wuhen, perhaps intentionally, stretched out her hand and flexed her fingers nimbly…
Now, just seeing those slender fingers made Su Qianqian fearful. She clutched the blanket tighter!
“What are you doing? Didn’t you say it was over? Don’t come over—”
Seeing Su Qianqian’s current appearance, Luo Wuhen realized she may have gone a bit too far this time.
She’d gotten carried away in the moment—and it was the first time, after all—forgetting the difference in their cultivation and failing to control her strength…
“Alright, enough. Come here, I’ll help you get dressed. I absolutely won’t do anything else.”
“You said the same thing in the middle of the night! And look what happened… You bastard!” Luo Wuhen had already shattered Su Qianqian’s trust last night. Now, she wouldn’t believe a single word—especially that she “wouldn’t do anything else”!
Facing Su Qianqian’s stubborn little tantrum, Luo Wuhen was helpless.
Glancing around the room, it was clear someone would need to come clean up later. She couldn’t just leave Su Qianqian naked, could she?
With no other choice, Luo Wuhen flicked her fingers lightly. Su Qianqian, blanket and all, flew over to her. Ignoring Su Qianqian’s protests, Luo Wuhen pulled the blanket aside.
Though Su Qianqian did her best to cover the important parts, her body was covered in kiss marks and faint bite marks…
Then, with a thought, Luo Wuhen produced a lavish set of clothes from her Storage Ring.
This outfit was one of the new designs from Wan Hua Workshop.
At first, it faced a lot of resistance for being so bold and innovative, but thanks to its excellent design and the fact that it looked both beautiful and comfortable, it had started to spread in popularity.
This particular set was one of dozens Luo Wuhen had custom-made for Su Qianqian.
The outfit’s main feature was a pair of Silkworm Silk Over-Knee Black Stockings. Luo Wuhen decided to start dressing Su Qianqian with these stockings.
She gently grasped Su Qianqian’s foot. Still on edge, Su Qianqian startled and struggled hard—then, with her other foot, accidentally stepped right on Luo Wuhen’s face!
“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to!”
Realizing she’d kicked Luo Wuhen in the face, Su Qianqian froze, then quickly apologized, trying to pull her foot back, only to have Luo Wuhen grab it too…
“Mm? Wuh~ It tickles! What are you doing?! That’s disgusting! Are you some kind of pervert?!”
Once Luo Wuhen let go, Su Qianqian quickly retracted her foot and glared at Luo Wuhen with extreme disgust as Luo Wuhen licked the corner of her mouth.
“Disgusting! The Monarch of a nation stooping to such lowly things! Is it because you’ve never knelt and licked someone’s feet in your life, and now you want to make up for it?”
But Luo Wuhen didn’t respond, merely realizing she had missed a few things last night…
No matter. There would be plenty of time in the future…
Soon, Luo Wuhen returned to the task, swiftly slipping the pair of over-knee black stockings onto Su Qianqian’s legs.
The sudden sensation made the still-sensitive Su Qianqian whimper, thinking it was some new lewd “punishment,” glaring at Luo Wuhen with even more dislike.
Luo Wuhen, seeing Su Qianqian’s legs wrapped in silken black stockings and her disgusted gaze, couldn’t help but swallow hard as her face slowly leaned in closer…
“Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Are you stopping halfway through dressing me to do something else?!”
“Nothing, I just zoned out for a moment.” Luo Wuhen snapped back to her senses at Su Qianqian’s shout, then quickly dressed Su Qianqian the rest of the way and gently set her on the bed.
Though she held back this time, she was already planning out Su Qianqian’s next outfit…
As soon as Su Qianqian touched the floor, her legs nearly gave out, forcing her to clamp her thighs together to stay standing. Her waist was sore, and she felt a strange discomfort between her legs.
Considering Su Qianqian’s current constitution, it was clear how intense things had been…
But Su Qianqian had gained something too—Luo Wuhen had used the Supreme Dual Cultivation Art, and with Luo Wuhen’s much higher cultivation, Su Qianqian actually felt her own cultivation improve a bit.
The only downside was that her waist and legs were even sorer.
Luo Wuhen looked with satisfaction at the radiant, youthful Su Qianqian, even if her posture was a bit off.
“This skirt is too short! Is this really a proper outfit? You really aren’t just waiting to pounce on me again?”
“This is a popular style right now. I think it looks great.”
“It does look good… But what about the rest of your answer?”
“I have important matters to deal with, and I won’t be around these next couple of days. I’ve decided you get two days of rest each time. We’ll continue when I return—of course, if the Heavenly Emperor can’t bear the loneliness, I can always…”
“No, no! This is perfect, I really like this outfit!” Su Qianqian hurriedly backed away, quickly changing the subject.
Luo Wuhen didn’t mind. She simply approached again, and under Su Qianqian’s nervous gaze, placed her hand gently on Su Qianqian’s lower abdomen…
She sensed the vital energy she’d injected was already dissipating—seemed this attempt had failed…
“Next time, I’ll have to try harder…” Luo Wuhen murmured.
But Su Qianqian wasn’t having it, shouting: “Try harder at what?! Can’t you just do your job as Monarch properly?!”
“Continuing the royal bloodline and nurturing the next generation of Emperors—isn’t that exactly the Monarch’s duty? Although… perhaps I’m not doing enough. The other Monarchs all spend their nights with hundreds of beauties, while I have only you, so I need to work even harder. My Heavenly Emperor has to work with me!”
“If you want hundreds of beauties, go find them yourself. Stop torturing just me!”
“Oh? Do you really want me to find someone else…?” Luo Wuhen looked at Su Qianqian with seeming disappointment, already plotting how she’d correct Su Qianqian’s “misguided” thinking next time…
But Su Qianqian’s reaction made the corners of Luo Wuhen’s mouth rise…
“I—I, of course… I… Do whatever you want, I don’t care!” Su Qianqian’s tone wavered; she clearly wanted to sound angry, but couldn’t bring herself to say the words.
Su Qianqian might be angry at Luo Wuhen’s outrageous behavior, but when it came to letting her find someone else, deep down, Su Qianqian couldn’t accept it.
She was just that conflicted and awkward… The root of it was, Su Qianqian didn’t really dislike Luo Wuhen—she just didn’t want things to continue like this.
But Su Qianqian’s expression had already given her away.
Luo Wuhen smiled softly, bent down, and planted a routine kiss on an unmarked spot on Su Qianqian, then gazed into her eyes with a radiant smile.
Su Qianqian averted her gaze, but in the end had to sigh deeply, stretch her head forward, and proactively kiss back…
Soon, their lips parted. Su Qianqian wiped the corner of her mouth, then distanced herself again in irritation.
Seeing how well she was “training” Su Qianqian, Luo Wuhen patted her head with satisfaction, then flicked her sleeve and left the room, content.
Luo Wuhen opened the door. Shun and Ying were already waiting outside as instructed, carrying tonics and other items.
She nodded, motioning for them to go in, then left with a smile without looking back.
“Hey, Sis, the Emperor seems to be in a really good mood today,” Shun said curiously, glancing after Luo Wuhen and whispering to her younger sister.
“Of course. The Emperor sent us to deliver tonics and clean up. How could she not be in a good mood?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“Sigh, you’ll see in a moment.” Ying was helpless—aside from her age, her elder sister always felt like the younger one…
Entering the room, the sisters were stunned by the chaos inside.
Looking at Su Qianqian, although she did her best to cover up, the traces of “battle” on her exposed skin were obvious.
Even Shun, slow as she was, immediately understood.
She covered her open mouth with her hand, about to say something—when she felt Ying stomp hard on her foot.
Realizing what was up, she quickly shut her mouth!
“Heavenly Emperor, these are the Rejuvenating Tonics the Emperor ordered me to bring you,” Ying said, keeping her face expressionless.
“Mm, set them there. I’ll eat them myself.”
Su Qianqian replied while getting out of bed. The discomfort was worse than she expected.
She tried hard to walk normally, but in Shun and Ying’s eyes, her gait was completely off.
Still, they could only look away and pretend not to notice…
As Su Qianqian began to eat, the two took out fresh sheets and cleaning supplies, preparing to clean up the battlefield!
“Luo Wuhen really orders you around like this? Makes you do everything?” Su Qianqian asked as she ate and chatted.
“No helping it. The Emperor is suspicious by nature. When it comes to handling things related to you, we’re about the only suitable people. But don’t worry, Heavenly Emperor, our current work is much easier than before!”
Su Qianqian nodded and focused on her food—she really didn’t want to see the remains of last night.
But even if she didn’t look, she could still hear…
“Wow, the whole sheet is soaked—how’d you manage that?”
“Ying, clean up by the little cabinet too, there’s water stains there…”
“Huh? How come there are two handprints on this floor mirror…”
“Just clean up! Can you stop talking?!” Su Qianqian couldn’t take it anymore and yelled at the sisters!
A sigh from the innocent Ying, who then tried out the just-learned, still-awkward Sealing Spell on Shun…
“Mmph mmph mmph—”
They really did it~ .