In the corridor behind the main hall, two figures walked one after the other.
Snow Maiden walked in front, her long silver-white hair falling to her waist, her blue-and-white dress fluttering gently in the morning breeze.
She walked rather quickly, as if trying to get away from something
Naturally, it was because of the woman behind her, who had been sizing her up with that unsettling gaze since last night.
"Why are you walking so fast, little sister?"
Tide Enchantress's voice came from behind her, carrying a lazy smile.
She wore a long purple dress and walked at an unhurried pace, like an elegant cat.
Her jet-black hair fell over her shoulders, and her eyes and brows brimmed with the charm unique to a mature woman.
"Big sister isn't going to eat you."
Snow Maiden didn't look back; instead, she quickened her pace.
She didn't want to admit it, but she was a little afraid of this woman.
Not afraid of being hurt, but the way this woman looked at her
always made her feel as if something had its eyes on her, leaving her uncomfortable all over.
Tide Enchantress watched Snow Maiden's retreating figure hurry ahead, the corner of her lips curling into a meaningful smile.
This little girl was quite interesting.
The two passed through the last palace gate and entered a side hall of the imperial palace's main hall.
The doors were half open.
Tide Enchantress reached out and pushed them open, then—she stopped.
Snow Maiden followed behind her and peered in, puzzled. Then her whole body froze in place.
There were only two figures inside the hall.
On the throne, Yan Lingji was bound tightly by pitch-black tentacles.
Nine snow-white fox tails fanned out behind her. Her peach-blossom eyes glistened, her red lips parted as she let out a low moan.
Her whole body hung suspended in midair, her toes barely touching the floor,
and her black-and-red dress had long since been pushed aside, exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin.
Nearby, Xiaomeng was also bound by tentacles, her ink-wash dress in disarray, the Qiuli Sword discarded to one side.
An unnatural flush spread across her usually cool, aloof face.
She bit her lip, struggling not to make a sound, but her trembling body gave her away.
Snow Maiden's face went bright red in an instant
She whirled around to run outside, but as soon as she lifted her foot, a pitch-black tentacle shot out from the hall and wrapped around her ankle.
"Ah—!"
Snow Maiden cried out in surprise, and her whole body was dragged inside.
Tide Enchantress didn't run.
She stood at the doorway, watching the scene inside, a strange glint flashing through her peach-blossom eyes.
To be honest, the moment she had been transported to this world yesterday and seen Yan Lingji and Xiaomeng tied up, she had known something like this would happen.
She just hadn't expected it to be so... spectacular.
She had also guessed that she wouldn't be left out of the scene.
But, well...
The corner of her lips curled into a teasing smile, and she glided into the hall with graceful, unhurried steps
"Master, I've been very well-behaved."
Before she could finish, two tentacles reached out from either side and wrapped around her wrists.
Tide Enchantress didn't struggle.
She let the tentacles drag her over to the throne, even lifting her foot of her own accord so another tentacle could coil around her ankle.
"You're quite cooperative." Jiang Ce's voice rang out.
"Your concubine is your mount, after all." Tide Enchantress tilted her head with a smile, her eyes and brows brimming with charm. "If a mount doesn't obey, shouldn't it be slaughtered?"
"Interesting."
Snow Maiden, meanwhile, was nowhere near as composed as Tide Enchantress.
After the tentacle dragged her in by the ankle, she curled into a ball,
hugging herself, her face bright red. Her silver-white hair fell across her face, obscuring most of it.
"D-don't... don't touch me..." Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito's, trembling.
"I'm not touching you." Jiang Ce's voice carried a teasing lilt. "I only brushed your ankle with a tentacle."
"T-that's still touching..."
"Fine, then I touched you."
Jiang Ce made no comment.
A pitch-black tentacle reached Snow Maiden and gently tapped the tip of her nose.
Snow Maiden stiffened all over, her eyes wide as she held her breath.
The tentacle didn't go any further.
It only brushed lightly against the tip of Snow Maiden's nose, then drew back.
Another tentacle reached over and gently ruffled the top of her head, as if petting a frightened kitten.
"Don't be afraid." Jiang Ce's voice softened a little. "I won't eat you just yet."
"Delicacies should be savored properly."
Snow Maiden bit her lip and said nothing.
Her body was still trembling, but not as badly as before.
Nearby, Tide Enchantress's jet-black hair spilled over her shoulders. Her purple dress had been pushed aside, exposing her long, fair legs.
Tentacles wound around her shapely legs, squeezing the snowy flesh until it bulged gently at the sides. The striking contrast between black and white gave the scene an almost bewitching beauty.
She didn't struggle; she even adjusted her position of her own accord to make herself more comfortable.
"Master, with you tying me up like this, your concubine can't move at all."
Tide Enchantress tilted her head, looking at the tentacles wrapped around her, her tone carrying a hint of reproach.
"Then lie there and watch the show."
"Watch the show?" Tide Enchantress raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Ce didn't answer.
But in the next moment, Tide Enchantress understood what he meant by "watch the show"
because the commotion from Yan Lingji's side was growing louder.
"Master... Master..." Yan Lingji's voice was soft as water. Her peach-blossom eyes were half closed, and her nine fox tails lashed wildly behind her, radiating a bewitching, world-toppling allure.
Clearly, Phantom Dragon Impact had pushed her nearly to her limit.
Nearby, Xiaomeng bit her lip, struggling not to make a sound, but her usually cool, aloof face was already covered in a crimson flush, and her ear tips were red as if they might drip blood.
Tide Enchantress watched with great interest. To be honest, after spending so many years in Nightfall, what fragrant, erotic scenes hadn't she seen?
But she really hadn't seen anything like this.
Especially that Taoist nun called Xiaomeng, who had always looked cool and aloof, keeping everyone at a distance,
yet now she was tied to the throne, unable even to speak
What a contrast.
Interesting.
Snow Maiden was nowhere near as calm as Tide Enchantress.
She huddled in a corner with both hands covering her face, secretly peeking at the scene in the hall through the gaps between her fingers, her heart pounding like a drum.
She didn't dare look, but couldn't help wanting to.
Every time she stole a glance, she immediately buried her face again, her ear tips burning red.
"Little girl, if you want to watch, just watch." Jiang Ce's voice carried a teasing lilt. "Sneaking peeks is exhausting."
Snow Maiden stiffened all over and buried her face even deeper. "I... I wasn't sneaking a peek..."
"Then why are you covering your face?"
"I... I'm thinking about something..."
"What are you thinking about?"
"Th-thinking..." Snow Maiden stammered, unable to get the words out.
After quite a while.
A fine drizzle began to fall inside the hall, leaving Snow Maiden utterly embarrassed.
A while later, Yan Lingji slumped on the throne, her nine fox tails sprawled behind her, her peach-blossom eyes half closed, and a flush still lingering on her face.
Xiaomeng leaned against the other side of the throne with her eyes closed. Her breathing had returned to normal, but her ear tips were still red.
Tide Enchantress was still tied up, but she wasn't in any hurry. She even thought being tied up was rather comfortable.
The tentacles were soft and warm, as if she were wrapped in something, giving her a peculiar sense of security.
Snow Maiden finally lowered her hands from her face.
Her face was still red, but she was much better than before. Her dress had been crumpled by the tentacles, and her hair was scattered everywhere.
"Master..." Yan Lingji's voice was languid as she sat up on the throne and smoothed her disheveled hair.
"All right. Those people should be just about ready. Let's go see those clowns."
Yan Lingji looked out the window, then stood up. Her nine fox tails swayed gently behind her, and her black-and-red dress settled back over her, her alluring splendor undiminished.
"Then I'll go take a look." She glanced back at Tide Enchantress and Snow Maiden, who were tied beside the throne. "You two, want to come along?"
Tide Enchantress's eyes lit up. "Yes."
Snow Maiden hesitated, then nodded too.
She wanted to go and see.
She wanted to see how those lofty nobles would fare when paraded through the streets for all to see.
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