Qi Zhaoyue's "Loss of Composure," Ye Luoxue's Disrespectful Idea!

"Your Highness~!"

Seeing that her own Highness Zhaoyue was actually teasing her, Ye Luoxue grew even more bashful.

She lowered her head, even her arms and fair feet taking on a faint, alluring cherry blush.

After all, the most important thing was...

Everything Her Highness said was true.

Even now, Ye Luoxue still felt hot... so hot. A pure strand of Divine Yang Sacred Physique origin slowly flowed within her, its heat leaving her whole body weak.

Looking at Ye Luoxue, so rarely this shy, this feminine, rather than cold and brimming with killing intent...

Qi Zhaoyue found it novel and chuckled again.

She extended a finger and gently poked Ye Luoxue's lower abdomen again, wanting to say something more...

"Who could have imagined that Ye Luoxue, the Blood Princess General who once stormed across the northern battlefields and slaughtered people like cutting hemp, would one day..."

"Mm~!"

But just then, Qi Zhaoyue suddenly let out a brief, hurried little whimper.

At that moment, her brows furrowed slightly, an unnatural flush instantly spread over her fair cheeks, and her breathing quickened.

Her long, slender, fair legs pressed together, her knees bent slightly, and she pitched forward uncontrollably, planting both hands directly on Ye Luoxue's knees.

"Your Highness! What... what's wrong?"

Ye Luoxue held Qi Zhaoyue by the shoulders in surprise, her voice full of concern.

But soon, when she heard that familiar sound of the Law Artifact Xu Changsheng had once used on her...

Ye Luoxue's eyes instantly widened, her mouth falling slightly open, her face filled with incredulous surprise.

Back then, Xu Changsheng only used this Law Artifact on me once while I was sitting on the swing, but Her Highness actually...

Wore this thing even after leaving the Lotus Grotto-Heaven?!

At that thought, a hint of sly teasing appeared on Ye Luoxue's face as well.

She lowered her head slightly, leaned close to Qi Zhaoyue's ear, and said softly in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"And Your Highness was laughing at me. Xu Changsheng... is calling for you..."

"It looks like this time, Your Highness might end up eating... even more than I did~!"

"Y-you... How dare you!"

Qi Zhaoyue bit her red lip and forced a stern expression onto her face, wanting to reprimand Ye Luoxue.

But at that moment, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy, and her voice soft and slightly breathless.

Not only did she lack the slightest majesty, but the unusual contrast made her incomparably alluring and seductive instead...

"Your Highness, hurry along," Ye Luoxue continued with a smile, reaching out to pat Qi Zhaoyue gently on the back.

"Otherwise, if Xu Changsheng gets angry and doesn't reward you, Your Highness might be even more disappointed."

"You... mm... you're talking about yourself, aren't you..."

Qi Zhaoyue shot an exasperated glance at Ye Luoxue, who actually dared to tease her, and struggled to rise from her knees.

She straightened her somewhat disheveled skirt. The flush had yet to fade from her face, but as the Law Artifact stopped, her gaze had already regained its usual coolness.

"Go back and rest too. Remember not to go out for the next two days."

With that, Qi Zhaoyue waved her hand. The space before her warped, and a silvery-white lotus gate of light slowly appeared.

She stepped into the gate of light, her figure instantly disappearing from the study.

Inside the study, Ye Luoxue looked at where the gate of light had vanished and sighed softly, yet a gentle smile appeared on her face.

Back then, I probably never could have imagined that one day, I would truly become this unusual kind of sister to my lofty Eldest Princess.

Thinking of it that way...

Should I thank Xu Changsheng for making my relationship with Her Highness a little closer?

After all, Her Highness used to be forever cool and distant, radiant as the bright moon in the nine heavens, keeping everyone a thousand miles away. She never joked with me, let alone showed such a bewitching side before me, as she did just now.

This feeling...

Really is wonderful~

Just then, a somewhat bold, even disrespectful idea suddenly sprang into Ye Luoxue's mind.

If... if Her Highness and I served him together...

Then afterward... would our relationship become even closer than it is now? Would we become true sisters?

At that thought, Ye Luoxue's breathing quickened slightly.

She extended her little scarlet tongue and gently licked her lips, making her already moist lips even more translucent and lustrous, gleaming with an alluring sheen.

Although, given my status, I would never dare take the initiative to make such a request of Her Highness, if Xu Changsheng ordered it...

Surely Her Highness... wouldn't refuse, would she?!

The Lotus Grotto-Heaven.

Inside the pavilion beside White Lotus Lake.

The evening breeze blew gently, carrying the faint fragrance of lotus flowers.

Xu Changsheng sat on a stone chair and poured himself a cup of cool tea.

The tea was clear, reflecting the bright moonlight above.

He waved a hand and said mildly to the empty air, "Sit."

No sooner had he spoken than a silvery-white light flashed, and Qi Zhaoyue's figure instantly appeared inside the pavilion.

She was still wearing that dark-gold gown, her golden high heels striking the flagstones with crisp clicks.

She walked over opposite Xu Changsheng and slowly sat down. "What did you call me here for this time?"

Xu Changsheng raised his head, his gaze settling on Qi Zhaoyue's face. After examining her closely for a while, he asked:

"Were you hurt?"

"Was I hurt?!"

Qi Zhaoyue was slightly surprised. Seemingly thinking of something, she gently shook her head.

"A mere Holy Sect of the Nether Night wasn't enough to injure me."

As she spoke, she looked at Xu Changsheng again, the corners of her lips curving into something not quite a smile. "What?"

"Worried about me? Worried about this wicked woman who imprisoned you for ten years?"

Holding his teacup, Xu Changsheng gently turned its cool surface with his right hand, his tone level. "I just don't want you to die."

"After all, my life is linked to yours. If you die, I won't survive either."

At that point, Xu Changsheng raised his head again. "I heard..."

"This time, you went to help me obtain Myriad Karma Dao-Severing, the legendary third-ranked blade among Great Yu's ten famed blades?!"

Hearing this, Qi Zhaoyue said nothing.

She waved her hand, and a Tang-style straight saber in a black scabbard appeared in her grasp.

The scabbard was plain and ancient, carved with fine black patterns. Blood-colored arcs of lightning faintly flowed through those patterns, exuding a desolate, sinister presence.

Xu Changsheng examined Myriad Karma Dao-Severing curiously, a trace of admiration flashing involuntarily through his eyes.

"As expected of the third-ranked of the ten famed blades, a weapon the Limitless Dharma-Seeking Immortal Lord once used in his early years."

"Even through its scabbard, I can still feel that supremely overbearing saber intent."

At that, Xu Changsheng raised his head with some curiosity.

"They say this blade seems to bear a Daoist magic imprint left by the Limitless Dharma-Seeking Immortal Venerable?"

"Is that true?!"