The Demon Supreme and the Empress's First Night Sharing a Bed

"Your hair is soaking wet. Looks like we'll have to wait for it to dry."

Long Yue touched her damp, silky hair, her face full of helplessness.

Compared to the overly cute pajamas she was wearing, her wet hair was even more troublesome.

At least no one else had seen the clothes, but if she wanted to sleep, she had to wait for her hair to dry first.

If she still had spiritual power, she could have casually dried it with her own power. Now, she could only wait.

After losing her spiritual power, everything seemed to have become incomparably troublesome...

"Wait here. This Venerable remembers that thing should still be around."

Lin Fan returned to the bedroom, opened the drawer beneath the wardrobe, and began searching through it.

"Found it."

Before long, he pulled out a hair dryer.

Back when he had kept his hair long, he had bought one so he could dry it quickly after showering and go to sleep. But after cutting his hair short, he had never used it again, leaving it in the drawer to gather dust.

"What is that?"

Long Yue studied the hair dryer in Lin Fan's hand, curiosity written all over her pretty face.

"A hair dryer. It can dry your hair quickly."

"Sit still. This Venerable will dry your hair for you."

Lin Fan guided Long Yue to sit before the mirror. With one hand, he lifted her thick, black hair; with the other, he switched on the hair dryer.

"Whoooosh."

Along with a roaring sound, waves of scorching warm air blew from the nozzle.

Long Yue was utterly shocked.

"Demon Supreme, this thing can blow hot air. Is it really not a magic artifact?!"

"No. It just uses electric current to heat a heating wire, which warms the air blown out by the fan."

Lin Fan smiled as he explained while drying Long Yue's hair.

"Th-This was also invented by the mortals of this world?" Long Yue asked in disbelief.

Lin Fan nodded with certainty.

"That's right. There's no spiritual power in this world. Everything you see was invented by mortals."

"Whether it's the water heater or the hair dryer, they're merely two among countless inventions in this world."

"Two among countless..."

Long Yue murmured blankly.

If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she never would have believed that mortals with no cultivation or strength could create treasures like these.

And there were countless strange yet convenient treasures like this in the world!

While Long Yue was immersed in her shock, Lin Fan, who was drying her hair, gradually caught a rich floral fragrance from her.

He knew that scent very well, because he had used it not long ago.

It was the scent of shower gel and shampoo!

Lin Fan lifted Long Yue's hair and sniffed it carefully, his brows knitting slightly.

Fragrant! Too fragrant! It was so fragrant that it was almost pungent.

Through the mirror, Long Yue noticed Lin Fan holding her hair and smelling it. Startled, she hurriedly turned her head around.

"What are you doing...?!"

Lin Fan did not answer. His eyes narrowed slightly as he guessed, "Empress, could it be that because this Venerable said you smelled sweaty, you deliberately used a lot of shower gel and shampoo to cover up the smell?"

Long Yue: "..."

"N-No, this Empress only used a little..."

Her little scheme exposed in an instant, Long Yue blushed furiously and protested in a small voice.

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That utterly unconvincing rebuttal naturally made Lin Fan suspicious. He set down the hair dryer, turned, and walked into the bathroom.

"Empress, can you explain why this Venerable's shower gel and shampoo have suddenly been reduced by half?"

Lin Fan emerged from the bathroom carrying the shower gel and shampoo bottles, both of which had less than half remaining.

Long Yue: "..."

With the evidence right before her, Long Yue knew she could no longer deny it. Blushing, she guiltily turned her head away.

"It was my first time using them. This Empress didn't know how much to use..."

Lin Fan: "..."

"Forget it. This Venerable simply didn't explain it to you beforehand."

"Next time you use it, just press down once. That amount will be enough."

Lin Fan sighed softly, returned the body wash and shampoo in his hands to the bathroom, then came back and continued drying Long Yue's hair.

Long Yue sat obediently before the mirror, allowing him to run his fingers through her beautiful hair, her heart filled with complicated emotions.

Her hair had only ever been touched by herself or her personal attendants. This was the first time it had been touched by a man—and that man was the Demon Supreme...

A woman's hair was not supposed to be casually touched by a man...

But the Demon Supreme was only helping her dry it. It probably did not count for anything...

"All right, your hair is dry now. You can rest early."

After confirming that Long Yue's hair was completely dry, Lin Fan put away the hair dryer, walked over to the light switch, and reminded her, "This Venerable is turning off the lights."

"Oh, oh..."

Long Yue came back to her senses and climbed onto the bed first, pulling the blanket over herself again. Then, still uneasy, she poked her head out from beneath the covers and sternly reminded him, "Remember, you absolutely must not cross the line!"

"I know..."

Lin Fan answered helplessly, casually turned off the light, and lay down on the bed right after.

In the darkness, Long Yue lay flat on the bed, her eyes calmly fixed on the ceiling, yet her heart remained unsettled for a long time.

Even now, she still felt as though she were trapped in a dream.

She had originally come to kill the Demon Supreme, yet now she had instead received all manner of care from him and had even ended up lying in the same bed as him...

Why had things turned out like this...

Long Yue turned her head to glance at Lin Fan sleeping beside her, and a terrifying thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

Judging by his breathing, the Demon Supreme seemed to have fallen asleep, lying beside her without the slightest guard...

If... if she went to the kitchen and got a knife now, perhaps she could kill the Demon Supreme directly!

The instant the thought surfaced, Long Yue was startled and immediately shook her head fiercely.

No! Absolutely not!

How could she have such a terrifying thought?!

After she had lost her cultivation, the Demon Supreme had not only refrained from harming her, but had even taken her in. As the Empress of the Immortal Realm, how could she repay kindness with enmity?!

Besides, she had fallen into this world alongside the Demon Supreme after they shattered the void together. If she wanted to return, the Demon Supreme's power was naturally indispensable.

Relying on herself alone, forget returning—whether she could even survive in this world was questionable...

The Demon Supreme could not be killed!

At least, she could not make a move at this stage!

Even if she were to act, it would be after returning to the Immortal-Demon Continent, where they could fight a fair and honorable battle!

Yes! That was it!

After convincing herself, Long Yue hurriedly cast that terrifying thought from her mind and closed her eyes to sleep.

In the pitch-black, silent night, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes with his back to Long Yue. The corners of his lips curled upward slightly before he closed his eyes again and went to sleep in peace.

There probably would not be any danger tonight...