There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Su Jingyi lay on her side on the couch, wearing an elegant sleeping gown. Her face was filled with melancholy and hesitation as she thought about her interactions with the lover of that demoness. She felt a bit lost and quite uneasy.

"Ugh, it's all the fault of that untrustworthy demoness," Su Jingyi sighed deeply, her face filled with complaints about Miao Fengxian. She muttered with annoyance, "An hour late, and then she arrives an hour early, making me unable to hear the second half of what he said. "I long for you like the full moon, but it fades like…" What does ‘fade' mean?"

Angry! Frustrated! It's really infuriating!

The more Su Jingyi thought about it, the more irritated she became. She even wanted to have another fight with Miao Fengxian. But the most important thing right now was to find out that man's thoughts. Did he hold a grudge against her? Would this affect their complicated, indescribable relationship?

Although Fairy Su was reluctant to admit it, the fact had proven that her relationship with him had undergone a qualitative change, an inexplicable transformation. But Su Jingyi didn't want to investigate this change; she just wanted to follow her heart's desires, let this change continue to develop, and what it would ultimately become was something she also looked forward to, albeit with some trepidation.

"At this time, unless something unexpected happens, he should be serving that demoness, right?" Su Jingyi lightly pursed her vermilion lips, mumbling to herself. As she spoke, a sense of indignation welled up within her, along with a hint of resentment.

After a long while, Su Jingyi sat up straight from the couch. Her elegant sleeping gown was now widely open on both sides, revealing her flawless and fair skin. She got up gracefully and, with light steps, dragged her body to the wardrobe. She retrieved a dress from inside.

With her fingers gripping the silk ribbon, she slowly pulled it open from behind. In an instant, it fell to the ground, and at the same time, the elegant sleeping gown slid down her shoulders, also dropping to the ground. It was a scene that could only be described as unparalleled, with her figure appearing slimmer with a bit more voluptuousness.

After putting on a bellyband and the dress, Su Jingyi left her residence, with her personal maid Xiao Lu following closely behind. She walked straight to the palace where Zhao Yueyan was located, without any need for prior notification, and entered the hall directly.

Princess Zhao Yueyan hadn't gone to sleep yet. She was wearing a loose robe, sitting at the bedside and reading a book. Although her figure wasn't as graceful as Miao Fengxian's or Fairy Su's, she had the advantage of being taller. The part of her long, slender legs that was exposed was simply impeccable.

Just then, she heard light footsteps. She raised her head and followed the sound to see Su Jingyi entering her inner chamber.

She was so scared that her face turned pale, quickly lifting the blanket, and preparing to kneel and greet her.

"No need for so many formalities between us," Su Jingyi waved her hand, her face cold. She walked straight to the edge of the bed.

"S-Su… Teacher," Zhao Yueyan asked timidly, "Is there something you need from me?"

"Do I need a reason to find you? Can't I just miss you and want to see you, talk to you?" Su Jingyi looked at the anxious and nervous Yueyan with a somewhat helpless and pained heart.

"You little girl. You used to argue with me all the time, but now you're so obedient?" Su Jingyi raised her hand and gently tapped her forehead. Her cold face was filled with a trace of affectionate smile as she softly said, "This doesn't seem like the Yueyan I know."

Hearing Teacher Su bring up the past, and especially with her gentle tone, Zhao Yueyan gradually let go of her awe, leaving only deep reliance. She pouted her lips and carefully mumbled, "I was immature back then, but now I've more sensible."

"Now you're sensible?"

"If you were sensible, you wouldn't be thinking about seizing power," Su Jingyi said, her tone devoid of warmth.

Zhao Yueyan shivered all over, her eyes filled with panic and fear. She stole a glance at Su Jingyi beside her, who had a cold and emotionless face but still radiated a hint of affection towards her. She pursed her lips and muttered to herself for a long time, but still couldn't bring herself to speak.

"I've known for a long time," Su Jingyi said softly. "When I asked you what you wanted to do in the future, and you told me you wanted to become an empress, the first female emperor of Zhao, I knew you had big ambitions. Later, I secretly observed you and found that you indeed had these aspirations, even cultivating your own power in secret, like the Tian Can family."

As her words fell, Su Jingyi grabbed Zhao Yueyan's small hand and spoke with great emphasis, "The path to seizing power is fraught with difficulties. With your current strength alone, you are far from matching your two brothers. I can only help you as best as I can, after all, this is an internal struggle within your royal family. If I get involved, it will be no small matter."

"Teacher Su…I understand your difficulties. I won't ask anything from you." Zhao Yueyan who was sitting at the bedside, leaned closer slowly, leaning against her side, and whispered, "Teacher Su, actually, I have one more trump card that even you don't know about. With this trump card, I'm sure I can succeed."

Su Jingyi curiously asked, "What trump card is that?"

Well, if I were to say it now, I'm afraid… I'm afraid you'd be shocked on the spot. Your own student colluding with your archenemy, what a disgraceful partnership. Zhao Yueyan bit her lip lightly and mumbled, "I can't tell you right now. When the time is right, I'll tell you, Teacher Su, you can rest assured. You and Qiuyu are the most important people to me, I…"

"I know," Su Jingyi patted her small hand and said gently, "I already know. Don't have such worries. As for whether you can seize the throne, don't be too fixated on it."

"Okay," Zhao Yueyan nodded, and a ripple of emotion appeared in her heart. She thought she was going to be scolded and receive a stern lecture, but she didn't expect to gain approval. However, what should she do in the future? If Teacher Su were to find out about her trump card, which was none other than the thousand-year-old Miao Fengxian, she might be disappointed in her.

Hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yueyan bit her lips and spoke softly, almost inaudible, "Teacher Su, no matter what happens in the future, can you… please not abandon me?"

"You silly girl," Su Jingyi touched Zhao Yueyan's head and gently chided, "Don't say such things. Even if you fall into the abyss, I will pull you back up."

This abyss might be a bit too deep.

Zhao Yueyan remained silent, leaning against Fairy Su's side, lost in thought.

"Teacher Su?"

"Do you think that thousand-year-old demoness Miao Fengxian has a man she likes?" Zhao Yueyan suddenly asked.

Su Jingyi was taken aback, then lightly pursed her lips and said, "I don't know, maybe she does, maybe she doesn't, but it has nothing to do with me."

As she said this, there was an inexplicable sense of resentment in her heart. That demoness was enjoying the service of her lover, while I was bored enough to chat with Yueyan.

Zhao Yueyan bit her lip, keeping her secret to herself. At the same time, she felt a small sense of satisfaction. She actually knew something that even Teacher Su didn't.

Didn't expect that, did you? Your mortal enemy has a lover.

The conversation went on endlessly, and the process was filled with bitterness and helplessness. After another hour of dragging the conversation, they had at least three more hours until dawn.

At this moment, Lu Xun was soaking in a warm pool with his eyes closed, enjoying a rare moment of peace. However, before long, a graceful and charming figure squeezed into the pool and snuggled up to him. She gently nibbled his chin, her seductive charm overflowing.

"Are you tired?" Miao Fengxian looked at him with a hint of resentment, her cheeks adorned with a faint blush. She pouted and said, "You're tired from just this? If that's the case, will you end up in a coffin in the future? Have you grown tired of me? I remember that in the past, you weren't like this. I would just lightly beckon with my finger, and you'd come running."

"Now…"

"It's always me urging you, and you keep finding excuses to procrastinate," The big demoness became more and more frustrated as she spoke. When she thought of the stark contrast with Xuan Yin, she felt a deep sense of disappointment and resentment.

Lu Xun opened his eyes, looking at the enchanting beauty so close to him. Her mature and alluring appearance was accompanied by a faint resentment, making her seem like a resentful wife who had been waiting in the depths of a boudoir for a long time, waiting impatiently for the love she desired. That indescribable temptation overwhelmed him, almost leaving him dazed.

Indeed, as long as the woman was beautiful enough, even complaints could be so tempting. Lu Xun hugged the voluptuous demoness tightly in his arms and gently said, "This isn't called procrastination; it's called conserving energy. The night is long. Sister, do you plan to brood until dawn?"

"Hmph! You always have reasons," Miao Fengxian rolled her eyes at him, then silently nestled back into his embrace, grumbling, "Every time I say something, you always argue back three times. If I didn't love you, I would have chopped you up long ago."

Lu Xun smiled and didn't retort.

In the time that followed, they chatted about various interesting topics, especially the big demoness, who revealed her future plans to her lover. She talked about having a large group of little babies and then staying at home to raise them. Of course, the husband teaches the children. By the way… he would also teach Xuan Yin's children occasionally.

After a while, Miao Fengxian left the warm pool. As she walked towards the halfway point of the mountain in her sleepwear, she deliberately looked back at him and softly said, "Don't make me wait too long."

She walked away with graceful and measured steps, swaying her curvy hips, slowly making her way towards the mansion halfway up the mountain.

"Tsk, tsk, why does this demoness keep getting more alluring?" Lu Xun pursed his lips, leaning against the stone wall, enjoying the refreshing sensation of the warm water flowing over his body. Just then, his chest warmed up, and he silently summoned the spiritual mirror. As expected, it was the mirror that Fairy Su had given him. She's contacted me again.

Fairy Su: Are you still angry?

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