Chapter 17: I’m willing to submit to you

The man in green smirked slightly and said, “Perhaps soon.”

The beauty behind him let go of his hand, glancing at him with a charming look. “Does His Majesty can’t bear to part with the female city lord? It’s said that she’s quite skilled in bed.”

The man pulled the person into his arms, lifted the beauty’s chin, and smiled charmingly. “No matter how good she is, how can she compare to my Shan’er.”

“Your Majesty~ Mmm~”

The man in green entangled with the alluring beauty with half-exposed shoulders, his fingers playing with her smooth shoulders as he casually asked, “Shan’er, do you think, am I powerful, or is the Seven Kills Demon Lord powerful?”

The beauty’s pupils suddenly contracted, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

Before she could utter a word of defense, the man who had been entwined with her a moment ago severed her neck with one hand.

Releasing his grip, the beauty fell limply to the ground, her beautiful eyes wide open, the light in them extinguished.

“What a pity.”

While saying it was a pity, the man’s lips carried a smirk, and his eyes were filled with a sinister darkness.

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When Pei Ziqing hurried back, he saw a maidservant waiting at the door.

The senior maidservant, Dong Xue, saw him but didn’t ask what he had been doing early in the morning. She directly explained her purpose.

Pei Ziqing tugged at his clothing corner, opened his mouth to ask something, but couldn’t find the words.

He used to think that not being able to speak didn’t matter, but now he hates himself for not being able to even ask a simple question.

Dong Xue, being a senior maidservant, guessed what he wanted to ask and took the initiative to explain, “The master ordered us to serve the young master with bathing and changing clothes early in the morning.”

Perhaps due to Pei Ziqing’s terrifying appearance, Dong Xue didn’t look at him, but on the surface, she gave him the respect he deserved.

As for what she thought in her heart, others couldn’t know.

Pei Ziqing, hearing the change in address from maidservant to young master, entered the door in a daze. He then watched the maidservants and old matrons bring in a bath bucket, quickly fill it with steaming water, and sprinkle fresh-picked flower petals.

“Young master, do you want the maidservant to stay and serve for bathing?” Dong Xue asked.

Pei Ziqing was scared and quickly shook his head, asking them to leave, indicating that he could handle it alone.

After bathing, Pei Ziqing changed into new undergarments and cotton clothes.

He lowered his head and sniffed; there was a faint floral fragrance, and there was no trace of any unpleasant odor.

“Young master, please wait in the main house.”

Pei Ziqing just followed Dong Xue into the house but keenly sensed that something was wrong.

He looked up, and the woman was still the same as yesterday, holding the fluffy spirit beast in her arms, expressionless and cold.

However, the young master Xue in front of her had an embarrassed and humiliated look.

The child’s eyes flickered, standing obediently on the side without saying a word.

“Pei Yueying, are you intentionally humiliating me?” Xue Songyun gritted his teeth.

At first, Nan Yuan was a bit confused. This idiot walked in and immediately treated her with disrespect, talking with his nose in the air.

After searching through Pei Yueying’s memories, she vaguely recalled that he was one of her male favorites but still couldn’t quite place him.

Xue Songyun was decent-looking, but not enough to be remembered at first glance by the face-blind queen. So, she used the excuse she had prepared in advance: “I’ve encountered some problems in my recent closed-door cultivation; my mind has become a bit dull. Which male favorite are you again?”

Upon hearing this, Xue Songyun first froze, then became extremely embarrassed.

Thinking about the reminders from his parents when he left the mansion this time, Xue Songyun forcibly suppressed the humiliation, speaking in a gentle tone, “I know I made you angry by returning home without saying a word. It was my fault.”

Nan Yuan looked at him expressionlessly as he performed this face-changing act.

Xue Songyun hardened his heart and continued, “After returning, I reflected on it. I actually like you, but I was afraid you might be fickle and that your affection for me wouldn’t last. That’s why I’ve been hesitant.

If you treat me well in the future, I’m willing to… submit to you.”

As he spoke the last few words, a hint of embarrassment flashed in Xue Songyun’s eyes, and his voice became as soft as a mosquito’s hum.

Damn it, she should be satisfied with this, right?

Nan Yuan: …