There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

The Imperial Palace in the capital.

Su Jingyi was in the attic of her residence, sipping wine and overlooking the entire palace. However, her thoughts were focused on someone else.

"You little scooundrel."

"So long and you haven't come to see me. Is the spiritual mirror I gave you just a decoration?" Su Jingyi summoned the mirror with a resentful expression, biting her lip and muttering softly, "You claimed to love me so much, but is this how you show it? Not even a simple greeting. I'm sure you're having a great time in the demoness' bed."

She casually tossed the spiritual mirror aside, grabbed a wine jug, took a big gulp, and became even more annoyed. Thinking about the demoness enjoying happy times while she endured loneliness and solitude, despite both having him, the difference in treatment was vast.

"If you don't come to see me soon, you..."

Slightly intoxicated, Su Jingyi spoke harshly, but before she could finish, the spiritual mirror placed on the side lit up. In an instant, a strong sense of joy surged within her. She put down the wine jug and cup, grabbed the spiritual mirror, and looked at its contents.

"Aunt Su, I miss you."

Sometimes happiness is so simple, requiring neither extravagant gifts nor grand occasions. Just three simple words are enough. Su Jingyi, tasting love for the first time, now held the spiritual mirror tightly, her face filled with excitement.

Without calmness, without reason, and certainly without restraint, all that remained was a woman deeply immersed in love—impulsive, eager, urgent, and a hint of tenderness.

"You naughty scoundrel, finally remembered your Aunt Su? Do you know how much I missed you after you went back? You rotten man! You make me so angry. Are you having a blast in the demoness' bed? From now on, you must come see me every day, or else... or else Aunt Su will get angry."

Su Jingyi wrote many words, each filled with yearning and resentment, without editing, and sent them directly to him.

"Now you think of me."

"Is she more important to you in your heart?" Su Jingyi, holding the spiritual mirror, slightly puckered her lips, full of jealousy, muttering discontentedly to herself.

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual mirror in her arms lit up again. Fairy Su couldn't wait to glance at the content.

"No, no, something came up, but I've always been thinking of Aunt Su. Thinking of your figure, thinking of your perky buttocks, thinking of your slender legs. In short, I've thought about every inch of Aunt Su, but most of all, I want you."

Su Jingyi's face blushed, feeling a bit shameful. She read these words repeatedly, as if the dirty content had a tremendous attraction. If it were in the past, she would have been furious, but at this moment, Fairy Su liked it to an unbearable extent. She even wanted Lu Xun to make her feel even more ashamed.

"You little scoundrel, always teasing me."

Su Jingyi's eyes were misty, sparkling with transparent dewdrops. She gently bit her red lips, muttering to herself, "In this world, the only one who dares to tease the contemporary immortal is you, this daring little scoundrel. More than that, you not only teased me but also didn't spare that demoness."

"Ah..."

"Perhaps this is fate; you can't escape it." Su Jingyi sighed. In this world, there are so many good men, but she and the demoness ended up falling for the same scoundrel, and what's more, they both fell hopelessly for him. Well, it is what it is. There's no use regretting it; after all, he has already tasted her, a genuine taste.

Biting her lush lips, Su Jingyi held up the spiritual mirror, writing affectionate words on its surface. However, compared to Lu Xun's boldness and directness, Fairy Su was more subtle, without explicitly using the word "love," yet every word contained a hint of it.

"Study at the usual place tomorrow. Don't let your Sister Miao follow you," Su Jingyi wrote on the mirror.

"Got it, Aunt Su."

Lu Xun immediately replied, simultaneously writing a long paragraph of affectionate words.

"Aunt Su, do you believe in fate? I didn't believe much in it before, until you appeared, breaking all my principles and boundaries, making me chase after you regardless of everything. You're probably my destined calamity in this lifetime."

Ensnared. Completely and utterly ensnared.

Despite having a man and doing some extraordinary things, Su Jingyi still retained a part of her restraint and subtlety deep within. When she saw such straightforward words, openly expressing that love, it was like a surging flood continuously eroding the dam of her heart, and then, in an instant, she was engulfed.

"Hate it."

"Always teasing my heart, but the person is miles away." Su Jingyi tightly hugged the mirror in her arms, looking up at the sky above. Compared to her previous resentment, she had now been consumed by happiness.

Just at that moment, there was a hurried sound of footsteps behind her.

"Master Su,"

"The Second Princess is back to the palace." A maid stood behind Su Jingyi, respectfully saying.

Su Jingyi couldn't help but pause, quickly pulling back the spiritual mirror in her arms, turning around with a puzzled expression, "Qiuyu is back? Didn't she leave just the day before yesterday? Why is she back so soon? When did she return?"

"It's been about half an hour."

"And from what I heard from the Second Princess's maid, she seems to be unwell, looking unhappy and depressed. Seems like something is bothering her."

Su Jingyi frowned and said thoughtfully, "You come with me."

...

Usually, after Zhao Qiuyu returned to the palace, the first thing she would do was find her sister, then come to Su Jingyi, and finally, to her father, the Emperor. However, this time, she returned to her residence alone, locking herself in her room.

"Aunt Mu, what happened to you? Clearly, you were so dignified and virtuous before, but now you've become completely licentious. How dare you act like this in broad daylight?" Zhao Qiuyu hadn't even taken off her dress yet, holding a bundle of blankets tightly in her arms, her quiet and gentle face full of confusion.

At this point, Zhao Qiuyu still couldn't believe it, even suspecting that she was hallucinating. However, in the face of ironclad evidence, there was simply no room for any argument.

Just as she was confused and at a loss, the sound of the door opening reached her ears, instantly causing her displeasure. She grumbled, "Didn't I say no one is allowed in?"

"It's me."

That icy-cold voice reached Zhao Qiuyu's ears, startling her to sit up straight, looking at Su Jingyi in astonishment.

"Teacher Su." Zhao Qiuyu stammered, "I-I didn't know it was you."

Su Jingyi walked slowly to her side, bent down, and sat on the bed, carefully examining the young woman in front of her. She gently asked, "What's wrong? You've only been out for less than three days, and suddenly you're back. Moreover, after coming back, you locked yourself in. Did something happen?"

"I..."

"Nothing happened. I just suddenly didn't feel like staying outside anymore," Zhao Qiuyu bit her lip, explained hesitantly, "And I'm a bit tired."

Facing Zhao Qiuyu's explanation, Su Jingyi naturally didn't believe a word of it. She reached out and grabbed her delicate hand, saying with a hint of annoyance, "You, since you were a child, have had this habit. When you lie, you like to fidget with your skirt. Look at your skirt; it's almost worn out from all the fidgeting."

Ah—

Startled, Zhao Qiuyu quickly pulled back her hand, looking embarrassedly at Su Jingyi beside her, stammering, "I, I..."

"Enough."

"Is there something bothering you?" Su Jingyi patted her hand on the back, placing it on her own thigh, and softly said, "Feel free to tell me, and I'll help you solve it."

"No, nothing's bothering me." Zhao Qiuyu bit her lip, stubbornly shaking her head.

The more she denied, the more worried Su Jingyi became. Since the gentle approach didn't work, she had to resort to a tougher stance. Her face darkened instantly, and she silently said, "Qiuyu, you know my temper. If you don't speak the truth to me, don't blame me for not letting you out in the future."

Seeing Su Jingyi getting angry, Zhao Qiuyu panicked. She opened her mouth to say something for a long time but eventually swallowed her words. Clenching her teeth, she muttered, "Teacher Su, please don't force me."

Sure enough!

Something must have happened to make her so distressed.

Su Jingyi sighed, reached out to gently embrace her other shoulder, letting her lean against her side. She tenderly said, "You've always been like this since childhood, keeping things in your heart. Every time I see through it and ask you what's going on, you just hesitate and avoid answering. Why do you still have this habit now that you're grown up?"

Zhao Qiuyu remained silent, leaning quietly against Su Jingyi. However, waves of turmoil surged in her heart.

What should I do?

Should I tell Teacher Su or not?

If I speak... wouldn't that expose him? He will definitely hold a grudge against me. But if I keep quiet, considering Teacher Su's temper, there might be a considerable commotion.

"Alright."

"Don't be stubborn with me anymore." Su Jingyi said with emphasis, "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't confess to me honestly, you won't be allowed to leave the palace again in the future."

Seeing Su Jingyi giving the final ultimatum, Zhao Qiuyu, helpless, could only obediently reveal her inner thoughts. Of course, she avoided mentioning Lu Xun at all.

"Do you know that I've always admired Aunt Mu since I was a child? In my heart, she's as high as you are," Zhao Qiuyu said, and as she spoke, the pain of shattering beautiful dreams from the depths of her heart gushed out.

"Teacher Su!"

Zhao Qiuyu cried loudly, tightly hugging her arm, tears streaming down her face, "She has changed! Aunt Mu has become a seductress! I just can't accept it!"

Ah?

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