Qian Renxue Revealed Her Hand! Su Ling Was Forced!

"Let me help you!"

Qian Renxue gripped his hand tightly, her voice urgent. "This Soul Tool is eroding your Life! Take it off quickly!"

A warm golden halo surged from her palm, attempting to soothe the violent Destruction energy within Su Ling.

Su Ling struggled desperately, his heart filled with terror. "...Mom... help! I'll never run off with strangers again!"

A handsome blonde "guy" suddenly grabs your hand and asks you to take off your clothes. What should you do?

If it were a girl, she might pretend to resist while secretly yielding, perhaps even going along with it due to the other party's status as Crown Prince...

Su Ling felt only extreme fear, especially at the abnormally fervent light in the other's purple eyes and the strange blush on his cheeks, which made his hair stand on end.

He desperately tried to pull his hand away but found Qian Renxue's strength astonishing. Even he, empowered by the Destruction God Armor, couldn't break free.

"You, calm down!" Su Ling stammered, his back pressed firmly against the cold wall. "I'm warning you, don't do anything weird!"

Qian Renxue ignored him, raising her other hand, her fingertip hovering above his collar.

She ultimately didn't tear his disguise but instead asked in a low voice, "Are you short on money? These pills... you made them, didn't you?"

Su Ling's pupils contracted. Just as he was about to deny it, she pressed a finger to his lips.

"If you submit to me, you can have as much money as you want," she whispered, her breath brushing his ear. "Including... me."

With that, her disguise began to fade.

Her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her snow-white skin glowed with a lustrous sheen under the light.

Her purple eyes now held an unusual brilliance. Though her face was as pure and holy as an angel's, it now carried a heart-stopping aggressiveness.

Qian Renxue was done pretending. She had laid her cards on the table and couldn't bear it any longer.

If only I hadn't disguised myself in front of the young man in my past life. Perhaps with my looks, I would have won over that dense blockhead long ago.

I wouldn't have ended up banished to the Cold Palace, watching helplessly as he was snatched away by Ye Lingling.

"System, get out here! What in the world is going on?"

"Why is Qian Renxue, who's supposed to be part of Ning Rongrong's harem, interested in a piece of trash like me?"

Su Ling frantically called out to the System in his mind, but only received static-like crackling in return.

"Beep beep beep, System malfunction. Please try again later."

The System figured that if it told him Qian Renxue had also been reborn.

The Host would completely collapse and give up, so it chose to play dead.

Qian Renxue seemed to notice his distraction, and displeasure evident, she pinched his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Look at me! This time, I won't let you escape again."

In my past life, how did I not know the young man had such a cute side?

That cold and heartless young emperor was now cowering in her arms like a frightened little beast.

Qian Renxue's heart pounded harder, and she leaned down, intending to kiss the young man's lips.

This was a scene I had fantasized about countless times in my dreams. Now, it was finally about to come true.

"Crown Prince, please have some self-respect! We don't even know each other!"

Su Ling frantically turned his head, Qian Renxue's lips brushing only his cheek.

He seized the opportunity to shove her away forcefully, but her hand still clung tightly to his wrist.

"Don't know each other?" Qian Renxue chuckled, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes. "Now that you know my true identity, you can never escape! Ling..."

Su Ling: "Erm..."

What is this situation? Qian Renxue isn't into yuri.

She's actually taken an interest in a piece of trash like me.

The plot has already fallen apart before it even began.

The crucial point is, even though I'm wearing the Destruction God Armor and my stats have been amplified dozens of times, I still can't break free from her grip.

Just how strong is this woman?

"I'm telling you, don't think this will make me give up. My love for Rongrong will absolutely not be shaken by you!"

Su Ling suddenly felt: She must be testing me, angry that I dare to covet Ning Rongrong!

He immediately straightened his back, feigning composure, and glared back. "Even if you threaten me, I won't give up pursuing Rongrong!"

Qian Renxue's expression froze instantly. A flicker of astonishment crossed her eyes, which then transformed into boundless fury.

She slammed Su Ling against the wall, her voice chilling to the bone. "Say that again?"

Su Ling was startled by this, but then felt a sense of relief.

Good heavens, she truly is ruthless, choosing to change her gender for Ning Rongrong.

She even sacrificed her own appearance to test a piece of trash like me.

However, to guarantee his own life, he didn't provoke her further.

Instead, he turned his attention to the auction's program.

Qian Renxue pursed her lips, her eyes dim and unreadable.

Having been reborn, she realized this world was different from the one in her memories.

And the biggest variable causing these changes was Ning Rongrong.

She was like a little angel, captivating everyone around her.

Her own grandfather, the Spirit Hall's elder enshriners, and even Bibi Dong, all paid unusual attention to this little girl.

Even her younger self had been comforted by her, seeing her as the light of her life.

Now, even the young man...

Qian Renxue's expression gradually turned grim, a killing intent that seeped into her bones spreading within her heart.

Her grip on Su Ling's hand tightened, her knuckles turning white from the force.

Su Ling nodded in satisfaction inwardly.

That's more like it!

This gaze, as if she wanted to cut me into a thousand pieces, is the normal plot progression.

Just as he was congratulating himself, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, causing him to gasp.

But he endured the pain and focused his gaze on the second half of the auction.

Below, the auctioneer's voice carried a hint of ambiguous excitement:

"Ladies and gentlemen, next up will be the grand finale of the evening—the 'Living Exhibits' segment!"

"I'm sure you can't wait! Let us welcome tonight's 'treasure'!"

The heavy curtain slowly drew back, revealing a row of huge cages forged from fine iron behind it.

The spotlight focused on the first cage.

Inside was a girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen, trembling.

A pair of fluffy cat ears drooped helplessly, her private parts barely covered by a few pathetic shells, and a slender cat tail twitched restlessly behind her.

"Ooh—!"

"This little cat girl is quite something!"

"Name your price! This marquis wants her!"

The audience erupted in a flurry of frivolous and lewd whistles.

The eyes of the noble lords glinted with naked lust.

"Don't look," Qian Renxue whispered to Su Ling almost instinctively. "It'll dirty your eyes."

She recalled how, after he ascended the throne in her past life, the first thing he did was to purge the auction house and dismantle all human trafficking chains with his iron fist.

Back then, he had also so deeply loathed this decadent Darkness.