Su Mu Was Furious, and the Consequences Were Serious

Su Mu thought about it and figured it probably wouldn't.

He then used the skill of the Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

As the Soul Skill activated, Su Mu's body began to change.

He grew shorter and smaller, and his skin turned fairer.

His long black hair also began to turn a pale gold.

Qian Renxue, who looked like Xue Qinghe, watched the scene unfold.

Her eyes were full of disbelief.

Before long, Su Mu stopped.

His appearance could only be said to be about eighty percent similar to Qian Renxue in her Xue Qinghe guise.

Anyone very familiar with her should have been able to tell the difference.

Of course, it wasn't that the Soul Bone Skill fell short. Su Mu had done it deliberately.

"Second Eminence, although he looks very similar, he'll still be found out."

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo and spoke.

"Su Mu, what's this?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Su Mu in some confusion.

He had seen Su Mu disguise himself as him before.

He believed that even if Su Mu disguised himself as him and returned to the Worship Hall, the other Enshrined definitely wouldn't notice, though he couldn't say the same for the Great Enshrined.

"Master, I haven't spent enough time with His Highness the Crown Prince."

"There are a lot of details I can't get right just by looking."

Su Mu, who looked eighty percent like Xue Qinghe, answered in a voice only about sixty percent similar.

Neither Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, nor Golden Crocodile Douluo questioned this.

After all, Qian Renxue had also spent a long time undercover back then.

"How long will it take?"

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, looked at Su Mu and asked.

"Not long, but there are a few things I need to look at up close."

Su Mu answered.

Hearing his answer, Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, nodded and agreed.

Seeing Qian Renxue nod in Xue Qinghe's guise,

Su Mu secretly rejoiced.

Old man, that's what you get for ruining my fun.

With that thought, Su Mu, who looked eighty percent like Xue Qinghe, stood up and moved close to Qian Renxue.

Su Mu deliberately leaned in very close.

He could feel Qian Renxue's breath puffing against his face.

After he stared at her like that for a while, Qian Renxue's breathing grew faster and faster.

Su Mu felt the time was about right.

The desensitization couldn't go on for too long.

After Su Mu raised his head, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Qian Renxue thought it was over,

she felt a hand on her face.

Su Mu's expression was very serious as both his hands roamed over the face of Qian Renxue in her Xue Qinghe guise.

Her skin is pretty smooth.

Is that the effect of the Soul Bone disguise, or is Qian Renxue's skin just like this?

I have to admit, it really is soft.

Why have her little ears turned red?

They're a little hot, too.

Is she embarrassed?

As Su Mu felt her face, he "perfected" the "details" of his disguise.

From forehead to chin, Su Mu ran his hands over Qian Renxue's little face several times as she wore Xue Qinghe's guise.

When Su Mu took his hands off her face, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she looked like Xue Qinghe, the sensations in her body were all her own.

This was the first time anyone had ever taken such liberties with her.

If the person before her hadn't still been useful,

she would have struck long ago.

Just as she was lost in thought,

Su Mu put both hands on the jaw of Qian Renxue in her Xue Qinghe guise again.

His hands followed her jaw, then slid straight around the back of her neck.

They slipped inside her collar.

And pressed against her slender shoulders.

Even though Qian Renxue had been undercover for so many years and had a calm disposition,

she was still a girl.

Besides, that part of her body was sensitive to begin with.

Caught completely off guard by Su Mu's sudden sneak attack, she let out a startled cry.

"We're both men, Your Highness. Bear with it!"

Su Mu didn't care at all as his hands lightly brushed over her collarbones.

They followed the front of her neck back up to the chin of Qian Renxue in her Xue Qinghe guise.

Along the way, Su Mu secretly glanced down her collar, and a trace of disappointment flashed through his eyes.

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise,

was just about to say something when Su Mu grabbed her chin

and pried open her little mouth.

Looking at her small, moist tongue,

Su Mu couldn't help tasting a hint of sweetness in his own mouth.

After pretending to take a serious look at her teeth, he returned to his place opposite Qian Renxue, who wore Xue Qinghe's guise, and sat down.

Qian Renxue had been very angry.

She was about to lose her temper.

But when she saw Su Mu sitting there with a smile on his face,

she actually thought for a moment that the person opposite her was Xue Qinghe.

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

Seeing that Qian Renxue was stunned, Su Mu smiled and asked.

"It's perfect."

"It's just... the voice is still a little different."

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, first voiced her admiration, then spoke with some regret.

"I can imitate the voice too."

"But I'll need you to talk a little more, Your Highness."

"Everyday phrases would be best."

Su Mu spoke with a perfectly serious expression, secretly laughing to himself.

"What should I say?"

Qian Renxue was a little at a loss.

After all, she said so many things every day.

"How about this? I'll say something, and you repeat it."

Su Mu suggested.

"All right."

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, readily agreed.

Su Mu: "You may leave."

Qian Renxue: "You may leave."

Su Mu: "Your Majesty."

Qian Renxue: "Your Majesty."

As Qian Renxue grew more and more obedient,

Su Mu spoke again.

"Daddy."

Qian Renxue: "Daddy."

Su Mu had thought he would be excited to hear Qian Renxue call him daddy.

But Qian Renxue had said it with Xue Qinghe's face and voice.

Su Mu couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing.

It wasn't exciting enough.

"That'll do."

Somewhat dispirited, Su Mu brought his "imitation" of Xue Qinghe's voice to an end.

He returned to his seat and sat beside Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at Su Mu.

There was a peculiar look in his eyes.

He unconsciously shifted his backside to the side.

No wonder he's made no progress after living with little Gu Yuena all these years.

If Su Mu had known what Golden Crocodile Douluo was thinking at that moment,

he would definitely have taken the form of a brothel madam to disgust him.

Is it because I don't want to do it with Gu Yuena?

It's because I don't dare!

What is she?

She's the Silver Dragon King!

Although that strange situation from the first time hadn't happened again in all these years,

who could guarantee that, after it was over,

she wouldn't turn back into that form and stand at the head of the bed, staring at you with those deep, icy eyes?

What if it leaves me with a psychological scar?

"Very good."

At that moment, Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, couldn't help exclaiming in admiration.

Su Mu smiled.

He savored the memory of how she had felt beneath his hands. If she could return to Qian Renxue's appearance and voice and call him "daddy" once,

he would be satisfied.

"Hmm, in that case, go make preparations tomorrow."

"After that, I'll have this brat cover for you for a few days."

Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke to Qian Renxue, who wore Xue Qinghe's guise.

"Come back to the Crown Prince's residence with me tonight."

"Let him watch how I treat the people around me a little more."

"There are quite a few people planted by others around me."

Qian Renxue, in Xue Qinghe's guise, said.

Su Mu had originally thought he could go back and pick up where he had left off with the little wildcat.

Hearing this, Su Mu didn't refuse, but he was very displeased. Since that was the case, they couldn't blame him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped out of the carriage and vanished in a flash.

Su Mu first returned to his own appearance, then took on Golden Crocodile Douluo's form.

The coachman came over from who knew where and drove the carriage back to the Crown Prince's residence.

Inside the hotel,

Zhu Zhuqing was wrapped in a bath towel.

Her hair was still a little wet as she walked out of the bathroom.

Looking at the empty room,

Zhu Zhuqing frowned.