“Miss…” Chi Lian’s call was still soft, but a fake smile was plastered across her charming face.
Her slender hands relentlessly pushed again at the dragon form of Chi Huang, which was coiled so tightly.
Finally, Chi Huang could no longer pretend.
She slowly opened her red Dragon Eyes, embarrassment flickering deep within her gaze.
She turned her head, looking at Chi Lian with a faint, almost aggrieved accusation in her voice. “Chi Lian, have you forgotten the bond between us?”
She began to recount the past, her voice intentionally low and melodious, carrying a sense of melancholy.
“Back then, who was it that brought you from the fringes of the clan to her side and gave you protection? Who was it that stood up for you when you were bullied by those other naughty young dragons?”
“Over the years, whether it was cultivation Gongfa, insights, or various rare Immortal Material resources, when have I ever mistreated anyone around me? Especially you, Chi Lian.”
The more she spoke, the more “emotional” she became.
Her red Dragon Eyes blinked, actually managing to force out a misty layer of water.
It shimmered within her lustrous eyes, making her look exceptionally pitiful and moving. “So, do you really have the heart to treat me like this?”
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping until she was pulled off, Chi Huang finally gave up the act and started playing the emotional card.
This was a trump card. She knew Chi Lian’s temperament.
At this moment, she didn’t care about her pride or reserve as a Saintess.
Whether she was acting miserable or using past favors to guilt her, she didn’t care about what others thought.
She only knew that if she didn’t fight for this, things would end up just like the breakfast she had painstakingly prepared the other day.
It had been exquisite, full of anticipation, and filled with hidden affection, but it had never been sent out, ending in nothing.
Hearing Chi Huang mention her past kindness, Chi Lian’s delicate body trembled slightly.
Sure enough, she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath them.
“I would never dare forget your kindness, Miss. Because you reached out your hand back then, I finally had a place to settle and no one dared to bully me anymore.”
“But Miss, aren’t these two separate matters? I can repay your kindness in other ways.”
This was clearly a different issue.
Did having a debt of gratitude mean she had to let her take her own Husband Lord? She could repay her in many other ways.
In her heart, even though Jiang Huai had many wives and concubines, he was her Saint Son.
He was her sky, the home where she had poured all her affection and loyalty.
How could she just let another woman coil around him like this?
She was a member of the Red Dragon Clan herself; she also possessed Blazing Dragon Essence.
Upon hearing this, Chi Huang was not convinced.
Instead, it was like another fire had been lit.
She said gloomily, “Other ways? What do you mean? Do you mean challenging me, the Saintess, in front of all the clan members and then defeating me to make me lose face?”
“Chi Lian, is this your way of repaying my kindness? These years of treating you well were truly in vain.”
She even sniffled on purpose. The water in her Dragon Eyes grew heavier, looking as if it would condense into pearls and roll down at any second.
“Forget it. I can’t say much about such things. I only hope that for the sake of the past, you won’t come to disturb me for the next two days, all right?”
In truth, Chi Huang felt extreme contempt for her own act of playing the victim.
She felt so ashamed she could die.
As the proud Holy Maiden of the Crimson Dragon, when had she ever needed to act like this, almost like a shameless person playing for sympathy? Her skin beneath her scales felt faintly hot with embarrassment.
But she had no path of retreat.
Jiang Huai’s injuries were so severe.
The recovery period was when he was at his most vulnerable and needed companionship the most.
She had to seize this opportunity to get closer to him, even if it only increased his favor toward her by a tiny bit.
This time, she decided she would no longer be stubborn.
Chi Lian was left speechless, her silver teeth lightly biting her lower lip. A deep sense of helplessness rose in her heart.
‘How can this be? Miss, you aren’t usually like this. How did your personality change after one trip?’
No, she finally realized it probably hadn’t been that late.
When the two of them were practicing sword practice—or perhaps even earlier—her Miss had likely already harbored these hidden thoughts.
“If you have other intentions, Miss, you can wait until our Husband wakes up and speak to him slowly. This concubine will not stop him.”
“But right now, it is indeed a bit…” Chi Lian struggled to maintain a soft tone, trying to make one last effort.
Seeing that Chi Lian still refused to let go, Chi Huang simply steeled her heart.
She buried her dragon head and coiled tightly around Jiang Huai, mumbling incoherently, “What are you muttering about? I can’t hear you. Regardless, I’m not coming down.”
“Say whatever you want.”
Chi Lian opened her mouth, only to find that the other party had adopted a posture of a dead dragon not fearing boiling water, determined to be shameless to the end.
“Chi Huang, don’t be so shameless!” Zhu Siyao, who had been watching coldly from the side, finally couldn’t hold back. She took a step forward and shouted.
“Stop dragging in your private affections and debts of gratitude here!” Zhu Siyao’s willow-like eyebrows arched up, her words as sharp as a blade.
“Setting aside the fact that Jiang Zhun risked his life to save your Red Dragon Clan Leader and that your Red Dragon Clan now owes our Nine Heavens Palace a massive favor—”
“Just look at you, a Saintess of the Red Dragon Clan. What are you doing right now? Are you staying coiled naked on top of your Benefactor without coming down? Even if you don’t want your dignity, does Jiang Huai not want his?!” She pointed righteously at the small pieces of fabric folded neatly to the side.
Chi Lian, the Saintess of the Nine Heavens Palace, cast a grateful look at her Master Sister.
She thought that in critical moments, the Master Sister was indeed more reliable than she was.
This was true. Even if Jiang Zhun was a man and could be considered permissive, that was an internal matter for them as his concubines.
As an outsider, what right did she have to coil around him naked?
Moreover, this wasn’t just a matter between Chi Lian and Chi Huang.
This involved all the wives and concubines in Jiang Huai’s harem.
The skin beneath Chi Huang’s scales felt like it was on fire from these words.
If she were in human form right now, her face would likely be flushed red and her back drenched in sweat.
As the naturally proud Red Dragon Saintess, being scolded like this while someone practically pointed at her spine was truly unbearable.
But things had already come to this. Retreating now would mean all her previous efforts were for nothing.
“Don’t say that. Actually, we are all one family. He came to my clan to propose before, saying he wanted to marry me… sisters.” Chi Huang’s face was red as she spoke the most shameless words of her dragon life.
After saying it, she felt that no matter what difficult things she had to say in the future, nothing could compare to this moment.
Even Chi Hong, who was standing to the side, was stunned. Then, she shook her head with a helpless, bitter smile.
Chi Lian didn’t know what else to say.
She thought to herself, ‘But didn’t my Husband choose me back then? Can old matters like that even be brought up?’
It seemed her Miss really didn’t intend to come down if she could say such things.
Zhu Siyao laughed out of anger. “Ha? Do you still want your face, Chi Huang?”
“I don’t want it anymore,” Chi Huang said, simply giving up on her dignity.
She snuggled her dragon head into Jiang Zhun’s neck again, her movements incredibly intimate.
She murmured, “I’m keeping my Husband Lord warm. It’s only right and proper.”
This intimate display left Xiao Jianjia, who had been quietly nestled on Jiang Huai’s shoulder, completely dazed.
Her small head couldn’t wrap around what was happening.
‘What does this mean?’
“Does the Miss really want to be like this?” Chi Lian asked softly.
Chi Huang didn’t even bother to answer and simply closed her eyes.
Before she had spoken those words, she still had a chance to give up.
But now that she had said something so shameless, if she gave up now, wouldn’t all that talk have been for nothing?
Once some words were spoken, the outcome was already decided.
Chi Lian looked at Chi Huang, then at Jiang Huai lying there quietly.
She took a deep breath, but it only turned into a helpless sigh.
She placed her hand on her Jade Belt and began to undress.
“Since the Miss is so insistent, this concubine has nothing more to say. We can only wait for the Husband to decide.”
Her movements were elegant as she slowly untied her belt.
“However, as my Husband’s Concubine, it is only right and proper. Seeing my Husband so heavily injured, how can I just stand by and do nothing?”
As she finished speaking, her outer robe slipped off, and her skirt fell to the floor.
Under Zhu Siyao’s wide-eyed gaze, Chi Lian followed Chi Huang’s example.
She carefully folded her close-fitting, fragrant undergarments and placed them gently next to Chi Huang’s pile of clothes.
Then, her plump and fair figure flashed, transforming into a Red Dragon.
Chi Hong, being quick-witted, moved even faster than Chi Lian.
Her delicate body flashed, her dress vanished, and she transformed into a more mature Red Dragon.
She flew quickly to the other side of the Bed of Soft Jade. Her dragon body gently but firmly squeezed in, “inviting” the confused Xiao Jianjia off Jiang Huai’s shoulder.
“Sorry, there’s no more room,” Chi Hong said, offering an apologetic word to Chi Lian amidst Chi Huang’s shocked expression.
Xiao Jianjia spun around in the air, feeling lost.
“???”
This wouldn’t do. She had to go find her Mother to settle this.
There was no justice in the world.
Chi Lian was stunned, hovering continuously in the air.