The bathroom was filled with swirling mist.
When Sista walked in, her mind full of Su Ling, she saw that the red-haired girl had already taken over the place.
“Oh, Your Highness is here to bathe too?”
Tii, who had just finished enjoying Su Ling, licked her lips and lifted her head from Su Ling’s body. Her left hand was still resting on Su Ling’s delicate shoulder, kneading it.
Sista’s face instantly turned green.
“Didn’t you have something to do tonight?”
She stared darkly at Tii.
“That meeting was canceled at the last minute, so I came to keep little Su Ling company~”
Tii flashed a playful smile, pulled Su Ling’s petite body into her arms in the water, and rubbed her soft, smooth cheeks.
“Ugh… Tii, I’m already done washing.”
Su Ling said, reaching out to stop her, but failed.
“No, no, I haven’t finished washing little Su Ling yet~”
As she spoke, she began to do all sorts of things to Su Ling’s body as if no one else was there, as if deliberately trying to show off her technique to Sista.
“Ugh~”
Before long, Su Ling had completely lost her bathtime composure. Her eyes reddened as she looked at Sista, her small hands pressed against her lips.
“Your Highness… I… ah~”
Tii didn’t give her a chance to finish her sentence, quickly striking again.
This time, Su Ling couldn’t hold back either.
The days of constant intimate contact had made her body exceptionally sensitive. She turned her head and kissed Tii’s lips.
But in Su Ling’s mind, she was thinking of Sista’s face.
She knew Sista was watching them.
That extremely controlling Blood Princess—how could she tolerate her exclusive plaything being touched by someone else?
“Tii…”
No… I can’t let Sista see this.
I have to convince Tii to stop right now.
Otherwise, Sista will get angry again!
“Mmm… Tii… ugh, not there…”
Water splashed.
Su Ling was soaked from head to toe.
Tii knew her body too well. Almost every move was perfectly timed, leaving her unable to stop again and again.
Her eyes began to grow hazy. She lifted her head from Tii’s shoulder and looked toward the doorway where Sista stood in her gorgeous black dress.
That already cold face now looked so icy it could freeze the air itself.
I really can’t continue anymore…
I have to control myself, control myself, can’t let the Blood Princess get angry.
Su Ling warned herself over and over in her mind.
But she couldn’t control her body. She could only respond to Tii’s movements uncontrollably.
Subtle sounds filled the entire bathroom.
“Your… Your Highness…”
Crystalline liquid dripped from the corner of her lips. Su Ling, half-crying, met Sista’s gaze.
“I’m sorry… ugh…”
Those three words triggered Sista’s last nerve.
Those blood-red pupils instantly emitted a dark, eerie glow.
Just as Tii reached out to touch Su Ling’s head, a sharp dagger flew from somewhere, straight toward Tii’s palm.
A flash of cold light accompanied the sound of wind.
Blood immediately flowed out, dripping from her pale, lotus-root-like arm onto the floor.
Tii sucked in a slight breath of cold air, but a smile appeared on her face.
She narrowed her eyes at Sista and said meaningfully:
“What do you mean by this?”
Sista said coldly:
“Su Ling is mine. Give her back to me.”
“She doesn’t belong to anyone right now.”
Tii slowly pulled the dagger from her hand.
The wound on her palm vanished like morning dew, beginning to heal before long.
Then, she deliberately leaned in close to Su Ling, showing off the mark that hadn’t completely disappeared yet, as if playing pitiful.
“Little Su Ling, my hand hurts so much. It’s all because Her Highness Sista made me bleed~”
“Huh? Th-then let me bandage it…”
Su Ling was a bit flustered. Just as she was about to stand up from the bathtub, Tii pulled her back down.
“My body will heal on its own soon. If little Su Ling feels sorry for me, why not lick my wound for me, okay?”
She said, bringing her hand forward, putting on a pained expression.
Of course, Su Ling couldn’t stand seeing Tii like this.
With a worried look, she tucked her soft silver hair behind her ear, opened her small mouth, stuck out half of her pink, soft tongue, and began gently licking Tii’s palm.
“Thank you~ Little Su Ling is so good.”
Watching Su Ling’s adorable actions, Tii smiled and turned her eyes, looking at Sista challengingly.
“Even if I’m hurt, little Su Ling still cares about me the most~”
It was as if she said those words deliberately for Sista to hear.
Sista’s expression grew darker.
The light in her red pupils burned like flames as she coldly stared at Tii, her fingers trembling slightly, clearly struggling to suppress the rage inside her.
The atmosphere in the bathroom instantly became tense.
A heavy tension hung in the misty air.
“Tii, you’re testing my patience.”
Sista’s voice was low and icy, as if coming from the Abyss.
But Tii didn’t care at all. She still looked at Su Ling with a smile, gently stroking her cheek with her fingers, as if savoring the moment of victory.
“I haven’t done anything. This is all little Su Ling’s own choice~”
Sista’s fists clenched, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Sensing the intense hostility between the two, Su Ling’s heart was in turmoil.
She didn’t want them to argue because of her, let alone become the spark that ignited this conflict.
She gently pushed Tii away and stood up.
Her wet silver hair clung to her cheeks, making her look exceptionally fragile.
“Your Highness, Tii… please don’t fight…”
Her voice trembled slightly.
Sista’s gaze fell on Su Ling, and the fury in her eyes subsided a little.
“Su Ling, come here.”
Sista extended her hand.
Su Ling hesitated for a moment, looked at Tii, then at Sista, and finally took a step toward Sista.
Tii didn’t stop her. She just watched her quietly, a mix of emotions flashing in her eyes.
When Su Ling reached Sista’s side, Sista pulled her into her arms and held her tightly.
“Do you care so much about that assassin?”
She asked Su Ling in a low voice.
Su Ling didn’t resist. She just nodded slightly.
“But you can only belong to me.”
Her icy voice dropped another degree.
Hearing Sista’s words, Su Ling’s body trembled slightly.
She slowly lifted her head, her eyes meeting Sista’s cold red pupils. In an instant, a complex wave of emotions surged in her heart, like a churning vortex that almost suffocated her.
“There’s still time. I’ll make you understand all of this eventually.”
Sista lowered her head and gently bit Su Ling’s ear.
If force won’t work, then use other methods to obtain what you love.
Be it body or heart, with enough training, things will change, won’t they?
With a bit more effort, Su Ling would one day become someone who could only adapt to her.
“Come to my bedroom tonight. Don’t be late.”
“Ugh…”
(Note: I wrote this at some unknown time. It seems like there was no place to insert it into the main story, so I set it aside. Now I’m releasing it for everyone to enjoy as a bonus chapter.)
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