Stop Messing Around

The speed of a Titled Douluo is not to be underestimated. Ye Yunxi decided to stop somewhere in Tiandou City, burying herself deep within the crowd; even a Titled Douluo would not dare to act recklessly in such a place.

She adjusted her veil, lowered her head, and began weaving through the throng of people until she collided with someone at a street corner and came to a halt.

"Ouch, ow, ow, why do I keep falling down!" Ye Yunxi clutched her backside, which she had bruised several times already. Could it be that she possessed some strange constitution that made her prone to tripping?

"M-miss, are you alright?"

Ye Yunxi raised her head to see a woman with long, water-blue hair and a cold, aloof expression.

The woman before her felt her heart skip a beat the moment she caught sight of Ye Yunxi's watery, peach-blossom eyes.

"I'm fine, I was just walking a bit too fast." Ye Yunxi stood up and brushed the dust off her clothes.

"Eh? Are you blushing?" Ye Yunxi leaned in closer.

Seeing Ye Yunxi so close, a shy flush spread across the woman's cold face, and she hurriedly tried to suppress her racing heart.

"I am fine. And my apologies for bumping into you, Miss."

Ye Yunxi smiled. "It's nothing."

"My name is Shui Bing'er, and I study at Skywater Academy. May I ask for your name?" Shui Bing'er asked politely.

"I am Ye Yunxi!"

In Tiandou City, aside from Qian Renxue, no one knew her name was Ye Yunxi; they only knew her as the Imperial Concubine.

"Miss Ye, why do you keep your veil on?"

Looking at the veil covering the other woman's face, Shui Bing'er felt an overwhelming curiosity. Could there be an even more heart-stopping face hidden beneath that fabric?

How could a girl be this beautiful?

"Is the veil meant to hide your appearance?"

"Could it be that Miss Bing'er wants to take a look?" Ye Yunxi stepped forward, hooked a finger under Shui Bing'er's chin, and smiled faintly.

Shui Bing'er felt the cold, delicate fingertip lifting her chin.

Her cool cheeks turned crimson in an instant, the color spreading to her earlobes and down her neck, while her heart hammered against her ribs like a war drum.

Her cold eyes clouded with a misty, dazed look, and she nodded subconsciously, her voice barely a whisper: "I... I want to see."

Ye Yunxi's peach-blossom eyes shimmered with a bewitching, bone-deep allure. Her fingertip brushed the edge of the veil, feigning an intent to remove it.

The light fabric shifted, barely revealing a sliver of a delicate, porcelain-white jawline and the hint of crimson lips. That soft, seductive curve was enough to make Shui Bing'er's breath hitch; her gaze went completely vacant, and the heat in her heart surged into a raging wildfire.

Yet, her fingertip only grazed the edge of the veil, with no intention of actually pulling it away.

A breath brushed against Shui Bing'er's ear, soft and sweet, carrying the innate charm of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox.

"If Miss Bing'er wants to see so badly, then beg me."

Shui Bing'er trembled, her lips pressed tight. She was too shy to utter a single word, her fingers clutching her hem until her knuckles turned white.

Her cold, proud composure crumbled under this seduction. The fire in her heart burned hotter and hotter, leaving her body feverish, yet she could not bear to look away.

Ye Yunxi traced the corner of her lips with a fingertip, her smile playful and sultry, before she caught a lock of Shui Bing'er's water-blue hair and wound it around her finger.

"Miss Bing'er's hair is truly beautiful, just like you—cold yet moving."

"Do you want to see my face that much?"

Shui Bing'er's eyes were unfocused, and she nodded heavily, her gaze filled only with obsession and urgency.

Watching her distressed and sinking state, Ye Yunxi's eyes brimmed with laughter. She suddenly pulled her hand back and tightened the veil, sealing it perfectly so that not a hint of her beauty remained exposed.

Shui Bing'er snapped back to reality, a wave of deep disappointment washing over her. Her heart felt hollow, the fire trapped within her chest burning and causing her immense discomfort, yet she was helpless to do anything about it.

Just as she stood there in a daze, Ye Yunxi leaned in close, her peach-blossom eyes curving into crescents, her voice clear and gentle.

"Haste makes waste."

"I'll let you see next time we meet."

As the words fell, Ye Yunxi tapped her toes, executing the Lingbo Microsteps. Her slender figure transformed into a faint shadow, vanishing into the depths of the corner in an instant.

It took a long time for Shui Bing'er to recover. She touched her burning cheeks, feeling somewhat sullen. "What a wicked sister. It wouldn't have cost her anything to let me see."

She had been so close to seeing, yet the woman had only left her with a lingering longing.

On the other side, Ye Yunxi was still hoping to continue her escapade, but she was caught by the arriving Snake Lance and Pufferfish.

"Let go of me, both of you!" Ye Yunxi felt a surge of displeasure.

"Please don't make things difficult for us, Imperial Concubine. Just come back quietly."

Ignoring whether they were causing offense, Snake Lance and Pufferfish knocked Ye Yunxi unconscious and brought her back to the Crown Prince's Mansion.

In truth, they were quite frustrated themselves. The Crown Prince was a girl, but sometimes she truly acted as if she had fully adopted the role of a man.

It was unknown how much time had passed when Ye Yunxi's consciousness returned. She felt her limbs growing cold, and she was unable to move a muscle.

Looking down, she saw her wrists and ankles bound firmly to the four corners of the carved wooden bed, the ropes incredibly tough.

Not only was her body locked down, but her soul power was also completely suppressed. As she struggled, the ropes bit into her fair skin, leaving faint red marks.

"Awake?"

Qian Renxue leaned in close, her handsome face inches away. Her fingertips flirtatiously caressed Ye Yunxi's flushed cheek, the pads of her fingers tracing delicate skin with a cool, chilling touch.

"Running off to flirt with the little beauties at Skywater Academy—did you have a good time?"

Ye Yunxi shuddered, her peach-blossom eyes instantly misting over as her face turned beet red.

The heat spread from her earlobes down to her neck, even her fingertips tinged with a faint crimson. She struggled to pull away, but she was bound so tightly that she couldn't move an inch.

"Your Highness, I didn't..."

"You didn't?" Qian Renxue chuckled, using her fingertip to lift Ye Yunxi's chin and force her to meet her gaze. The playfulness in her eyes was practically overflowing. "I've already investigated everything. Do you still dare to quibble?"

Her fingertip slowly moved downward, tracing the line of Ye Yunxi's slender neck, brushing over her shoulder, and lightly scratching the soft flesh at her waist.

Ye Yunxi's body went rigid, trembling as if struck by lightning. The ticklish sensation at her waist shot up her spine to the crown of her head, leaving her body numb and weak, tears swirling uncontrollably in her eyes.

"Don't... don't touch there..." Her voice was soft, aggrieved, and laced with a sob.

"You were quite capable when you were running away, weren't you? Why is it that now, you can't even handle a little touch?"

Ye Yunxi's tears finally rolled down, splashing onto the silk pillow and blooming into damp stains. Her peach-blossom eyes were red and swollen, her voice choked with sobs. "Your Highness, no! I beg you, stop this! Yunxi can't take it... I really can't take it..."

Why is she able to find my sensitive spots? And did this Qian Renxue inherit her mother's personality? Why does she enjoy doing things like this so much?

"Call me husband, and I won't continue!"

"Pfft, don't even think about it."

Qian Renxue smiled. "Consort Dowager, you really are a master of changing faces. You clearly can't resist, yet you still refuse. Tell me, what if I were to use something to train your body..."

The more she spoke, the more nervous Ye Yunxi became, her face turning pale.

"You're insane, I'll break if you do that."