This night was exceptionally long.
To Su Nian, who had lost a portion of her memory, it felt longer than any night before.
She had thrown herself wholeheartedly into a peculiar kind of roleplay—acting as the Master’s exclusive little maid.
Since it was roleplaying and acting, she naturally had to play her part well.
Thus, it was accompanied by several things Su Nian was trying for the first time…
For example, serving tea and water to her Master, undressing him, providing service while kneeling, and being punished or struck by her Master after making mistakes.
When the morning light replaced the moonlight, the moon outside the window rose from the east, slowly moved to the west, and was finally superseded by the dawn.
Su Nian woke up in a familiar embrace, her body feeling a sense of soreness and exhaustion.
However, at this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of belonging, as if her soul had finally found a place to rest.
Su Nian opened her eyes and saw Chu Tian’s peaceful, sleeping face.
The morning light spilled through the curtains onto Chu Tian’s profile, making his handsome features appear more three-dimensional.
His short black hair was a bit messy, with a few stray strands falling over his forehead.
Su Nian looked at this face, and a strong sense of certainty welled up in her heart.
‘The version of me before the memory loss must have loved this man deeply.’
Otherwise, how could she have so naturally done those shameful and stimulating things last night?
How could she have proactively put on a maid outfit and called Chu Tian “Master”?
The special clothes in those storage rings, those bold styles that would make anyone blush just by looking at them—they all had a logical explanation now.
In the past, she must have frequently done these things to please this man.
This time, the sense of shame was outweighed by sweetness.
Su Nian reached out her hand, carefully tracing Chu Tian’s eyebrows and the bridge of his nose.
The warmth from her fingertips made Su Nian’s heart race.
“Are you awake?” Chu Tian spoke, his voice still carrying the hoarseness of someone who had just woken up.
Su Nian was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but Chu Tian caught it and pressed it against his cheek.
“Master… good morning…” Su Nian subconsciously uttered the form of address from last night, then realized what she had said.
Her cheeks turned so red they looked ready to bleed.
Seeing the young woman’s shy expression, Chu Tian recalled that last night had not been a dream.
‘Ah… that’s not right.’
The noble and powerful young woman before him truly treated him differently!
In the next moment, Chu Tian said nothing and leaned in directly for a kiss.
Faced with the man’s sneak attack, Su Nian naturally did not push him away.
Instead, she blushed and closed her eyes, letting the man before her do as he pleased.
After another period of morning intimacy, the level of closeness between the two reached an unprecedented height.
Su Nian was completely immersed in this “couple’s game,” and the contrast of it all was becoming addictive.
30 minutes later, Su Nian lay in Chu Tian’s arms, panting for breath.
“Husband…” Su Nian called out softly.
“Hmm?” Chu Tian stroked Su Nian’s golden hair.
“Last night’s maid outfit… did Husband like it?” Su Nian asked, her face flushing.
“I liked it,” Chu Tian answered without hesitation, “I liked it very much.”
Hearing this answer, a sense of satisfaction surged in Su Nian’s heart.
So this was how it felt to please one’s lover.
“Then… in the future, Su Nian will wear it often for Husband to see,” Su Nian whispered.
Hearing this, Chu Tian’s breathing became a bit heavier.
“My wife is so good,” Chu Tian said, pressing a kiss onto Su Nian’s forehead.
In the outside world, Su Nian was the Star-Moon Saintess revered by thousands, a high-and-mighty Magic Tutor.
But here, in front of Chu Tian, Su Nian only wanted to be an ordinary woman—a small woman who could act spoiled and wear a maid outfit to please her lover.
Su Nian nestled in Chu Tian’s arms, savoring the warmth.
This contrast felt thrilling to Su Nian, and it also made her feel fulfilled.
The two lingered together for a while longer before finally getting up to wash.
Su Nian stood before the dressing table tidying her appearance when Chu Tian wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
He whispered in her ear, “My wife has to go back to being the revered Saintess again today.”
“Yes,” Su Nian blushed, “But the time Su Nian likes most is when she is with her husband.”
“Why?” Chu Tian asked curiously.
“Because… because in front of Husband, Su Nian can be her truest self,” Su Nian said softly.
“I don’t have to pretend to be cold and aloof. I can be spoiled, and… and I can do those shameful things.”
By the time she reached the end, Su Nian’s voice was so quiet it was almost inaudible.
Chu Tian felt a powerful surge of satisfaction upon hearing this.
This Saintess, worshipped by thousands outside, would only show her truest side to Chu Tian.
This sense of exclusivity intoxicated him.
“Wife is so cute.” Chu Tian kissed Su Nian’s cheek.
The kiss made Su Nian’s face even redder, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
‘Is this what being in love feels like? It really is wonderful.’
***
While Su Nian and Chu Tian were sharing tender moments in bed, the Third Prince’s bedchamber was a scene of absolute wreckage.
Precious magic crystal balls had been smashed to pieces, and expensive magic scrolls were torn to shreds.
His usual elegant demeanor was gone.
Prince Elvin’s face was contorted with rage; the scene at the Saintess Tower’s completion ceremony had deeply wounded his pride.
To be rejected, ignored, and humiliated in public!
Before this, Elvin had always possessed a blind confidence, believing that one day, the Saintess would fall for him.
After all, he was a prince who possessed power, status, and handsome looks.
But now?
That woman wouldn’t even spare him a second glance!
“Your Highness, please calm your anger,” a black-robed staffer advised cautiously, “Perhaps the Holy Lady was simply…”
“Shut up!” The Third Prince spun around, his eyes burning with the flames of fury.
“That vile woman doesn’t respect this Prince at all!”
He paced back and forth in the room, Su Nian’s cold and beautiful face constantly replaying in his mind.
The more he thought, the angrier and more frustrated he became.
“That’s right, it must be that place. That man gave her confidence. Shadowmoon Manor! That mysterious Mr. Mo Yuan!”
A glint of malice flashed in the Third Prince’s eyes.
“Your Highness, you mean…”
“This Prince has long suspected there is some unspeakable relationship between them. How can a merchant of unknown origin afford such a luxurious manor in Academy City? He even created those Magic Phones, things that have never been seen before.”
The staffer nodded, “This subordinate will go investigate immediately.”
“There is no need,” the Third Prince sneered, “This Prince has a more direct method. Since they like hiding in the shadows, I’ll drag them out into the light!”
He stopped pacing, a sinister light shining in his eyes.
“In 3 days, the Heroes of the Five Capitals will gather in Academy City to discuss the formation of the Allied Forces. At that time, we will test the power of the Floating Magic Circle and inspect the first batch of floating combat units. Shadowmoon Manor just happens to have taken on part of the task of manufacturing the Floating Airships.”
The Third Prince’s smile grew colder, “The manufacturing technology for Floating Airships is incredibly complex. The slightest mistake leads to failure… When the mission fails, that Mr. Mo Yuan will become a target for everyone, condemned by all the Heroes of the Five Capitals! And if Su Nian dares to speak for him, her reputation will be ruined for protecting a traitor!”
“Only this Prince will be able to save that damned Mo Yuan.”
Elvin grew more excited as he plotted, a cruel grin appearing on his face.
“At that time, if Su Nian wants to save him, she will have to obediently accept this Prince’s condition—and marry me.”