Chapter 188: Playing the Part: The Holy Lady Avenged by the Evil Noble

Upon hearing this, Su Nian’s heart alarmed loudly.

‘No.’

She absolutely could not let this bastard see any cracks.

The girl forced a flattering smile onto her face, but the strange heat quietly rising within her made the blush on her cheeks even more obvious, causing her expression to seem somewhat unnatural, as if covered by a thin, damp veil.

“Liked….” Her voice was even softer and more mellow than expected, carrying a barely noticeable tremble. 

“The fragrant… scent is very special…”

She paused, forcing herself to ignore the dryness in her mouth and the racing of her heart, then added.

“Besides… this is something Master specially prepared for Su Nian, so Su Nian… likes it even more.”

These words came out with increasing fluency, as if ingrained into her very bones.

Deceiving this mercurial Horned Demon bastard seemed to be becoming an essential survival skill for her.

Speaking off the cuff! 

Without even a moment’s hesitation!

Yet that indescribable heat… was maddening.

Waves of indescribable tingling, accompanied by a strange emptiness, nearly broke her fragile calm.

She felt her body gradually slipping out of control.

Her cheeks burned fiercely; she didn’t even need a mirror to know they were red enough to bleed, and her ears felt aflame as well.

Where the hell did this Horned Demon bastard get this cursed thing?

Its effect was too overpowering!

No.

This absolutely couldn’t continue.

If she kept getting overwhelmed by this fragrance, she was afraid she would really do something irreversible.

She had to find out what he wanted by suddenly coming over tonight and lighting that strange incense.

Su Nian took a deep breath, trying to summon a fragment of clarity through the pain, mobilizing the last of her willpower.

She lifted her head, her moist sky-blue eyes carefully looking at Chu Tian, her gaze tinged with just the right amount of timidity and testing.

“Master… you… did you come suddenly to give me some… orders?”

She worked hard to make her tone sound obedient and compliant, even adding a slight daze—as if woken from a pleasant dream disturbed just enough.

Like a truly docile little cat, wholeheartedly waiting for her master’s command.

Chu Tian looked at her eyes, misted with moisture, struggling to maintain calm but betraying panic and a trace of seductive blush deep within.

The smile at his lips deepened.

That smile carried a certainty of total control.

He slowly straightened, but didn’t answer immediately. 

Instead, he paced unhurriedly to the window.

His gaze seemed casually cast over the dark night outside, back turned to Su Nian, leaving only a tall and imposing silhouette.

After a long while, he turned back and looked again at the girl on the bed who was struggling to maintain her obedient posture but trembled slightly from nerves and the special incense.

His eyes glittered with unrestrained teasing.

“Orders… well, not exactly.”

He turned back, once again gazing at the girl keeping up the obedient act.

The teasing light in his eyes danced openly.

“I just think…”

He deliberately dragged out the words, carefully examining Su Nian’s slightly tense body curves, and her cheeks and neck tinged with an enticing blush.

‘Beautiful, very beautiful!’

The idol-state girl was perfect too, but today he wanted a change of taste.

“When you were in Bai Shui Town, that ‘Holy Lady’ image of yours was quite good.”

“Noble.”

“Pure.”

“As if no worldly defilement could ever touch you.”

He said these words slowly, as if recalling Su Nian receiving worship from the townsfolk.

That silver hair flowing, surrounded by Holy Light, the look of pity and mercy—indeed a distinct flavor, completely different from this golden-haired, cute girl wrapped in an idol’s aura before him.

“So…”

The smile on Chu Tian’s face grew even more playful, tinged with a nearly malicious expectation.

He knew this little wildcat too well—whatever she resisted most was exactly what he wanted her to do.

He liked seeing Su Nian’s different sides.

He liked even more seeing her, obviously noble, pure, and untouchable, forced to bow her proud head before him and act submissive.

That extreme contrast always easily ignited the deepest conqueror’s desire within him.

“I want to see that side again.”

His tone was casual, as if saying: I want a glass of water.

But behind those words hid an undisputed command.

“Change back into that silver-haired Holy Lady. Let me see properly.”

Like a thunderclap out of a clear sky.

Su Nian jerked her head up.

Her starry sky-blue eyes instantly filled with shock and disbelief.

This bastard Horned Demon.

He wanted her to change right now, here, back to that Holy Lady form she used to hide her identity and heal the townsfolk?

What the hell was this guy up to?!

Could it be… he wanted to see her dressed in that pure magic robe, with that pitying Holy Lady expression, and then… then—

In an instant, countless more shameful and unspeakable images flooded uncontrollably into Su Nian’s mind.

A wave of heat rushed to her head, her cheeks instantly burning hot enough to fry an egg. 

The heat stirred within her by the incense seemed to find a vent, erupting wildly!

‘This pervert!’

‘Crazy bastard!’

‘How many more twisted games did he have up his sleeve?!’

Chu Tian seemed to see right through the flash of doubt and shame in her heart.

He leisurely continued, his tone laced with near-sick excitement and an undeniable dominance.

“It’s not just about becoming that way.”

He stepped closer to the bed, looking down on her.

“You still have to maintain that ‘persona.’ Exactly like when you were in Bai Shui Town. High above all, pure and dignified, your gaze filled with pity for the world, as if no mundane emotion could taint you.”

He looked her over with keen interest, noting the sudden stiffness and the draining of color from her expression, his delight almost spilling over.

“As for me…”

He extended his long fingers and tapped his chest, wearing an annoyingly mischievous grin.

“I’ll cooperate with you. Playing another role.”

Su Nian: “…..”

She felt her worldview once again mercilessly shattered by this man’s perverted ideas.

Playing the Holy Lady?

And he’d play another role to match?

A roleplay?

This guy—

Was truly a complete and utter pervert!

Really knows how to play!

If only he weren’t playing with her personally.

Su Nian let out a powerless, desperate wail deep in her heart.

The heat inside her seemed to burn even fiercer, fueled by the extreme shame and anger.

Ugh.

Forget it, acting was still better than truly paying that so-called “price.”

Her heart raged silently, full of powerless complaints about this Horned Demon bastard’s absurd demands.

That strange heat deep inside, no matter how hard she fought it, would be greatly weakened—and with the cold Lover’s Prison Collar on her neck constantly reminding her of her predicament, submission seemed the only option.

A flash of white light suddenly appeared.

Soft radiance flowed over her like ripples of water.

Her brilliant golden hair instantly shifted color.

Like the sun’s radiance, her golden hair turned into silver as bright and pure as moonlight.

The silver strands fell smoothly, brushing her slightly flushed cheeks.

Her idol dress changed along with it.

As the light faded, the Light-element Magic Robe she had worn in Bai Shui Town, symbolizing purity and brilliance, reappeared.

The robe shimmered, its surface flowing with gentle Holy Light.

The Holy Light enveloped her exquisite figure, making her look like a goddess descended to the mortal world.

Noble.

Pure.

Untouchable.

Yet, in the air, that sweetly cloying scent seemed even stronger.

That strange fragrance drifted into the girl’s nearly translucent pale nose, uncontrollably coloring her cheeks with an unnatural, overly vivid flush.

Her breathing grew hot and hurried, forming a strange and alluring contrast with her currently pure and dignified appearance.

Beneath the holy radiance was a body quietly corroded and gradually losing control under that special incense.

Chu Tian looked at the girl who had instantly transformed back into that noble and pure “silver-haired Holy Lady,” his deep eyes flashing with undisguised astonishment.

But the astonishment quickly vanished, replaced by intense possessiveness and desire for conquest.

Like admiring a perfect artwork soon to be defiled by his own hands, his gaze shamelessly lingered on her, savoring her now holy exterior.

“Very good.”

His deep voice held unmistakable satisfaction, like a child who had gotten a treasured toy, eager to tear it apart.

“Now then…”

He deliberately paused, enjoying the prey’s last struggle before the trap snapped shut, his gaze locked tightly on Su Nian’s slightly trembling silver lashes, heavy with shame and anger.

“The role I will play…”

He began slowly weaving the background for this utterly absurd “drama.”

“Is the evil noble who was ruthlessly exposed by our high and mighty Holy Lady, and ultimately disgraced.”

His eyes locked onto Su Nian’s as he paced closer, the pressure of his towering figure making her instinctively want to retreat.

“Now, with nothing left but hatred, I have schemed and toiled until I finally lured you, the great Holy Lady, into this room isolated from the outside world…”

He spoke methodically, laying out this shameless and humiliating script.

“What do you think? How will this ‘evil noble’ take revenge on the Holy Lady who took everything from him?”

Su Nian listened to this outrageous setup, feeling dizzy and nearly blacking out.

What had she done to deserve this?

To have to accompany this twisted Horned Demon bastard here, in this room filled with aphrodisiac incense, playing out such a humiliating and shameful farce!

‘Evil noble? Revenge on the Holy Lady?’

‘This perverted Horned Demon!’

‘Shameless! Filthy!’