“What should we do now?” Lan Wu released her grip, carefully cradling the Nightmare Beast in her palm, channeling her demonic energy to heal it. “Since she doesn’t want to wake up, what can we do?” Ji Lingyue pondered for a moment, then asked, “Does the Emperor know about this?” “No, I dare not tell Father.” “It’s better to tell…
Ji Lingyue hummed, then asked, “May we have a look inside?” The guard captain hesitated. “That… that might be inappropriate. Without the princess’s permission, I cannot allow anyone into her chambers.” “I’m not asking you to go in,” Ji Lingyue interrupted him. “Just the two of us.” The man choked, stunned into silence, “But…” “Is there a problem?” Ji Lingyue…
Sexual content warning. During their kiss, Ji Lingyue wrapped her arms around Lan Wu’s neck, instinctively wrapping her legs around her waist, pulling her closer. Supporting her weight, Lan Wu gently bit her lip and asked, “Aren’t we doing this a bit too often?” “I don’t mind,” Ji Lingyue murmured. Lan Wu’s hands slipped under her clothes, caressing the soft…
Lan Wu blinked, still feeling a sharp pain in her throat. She was about to raise her hand to touch it, but Ji Lingyue instinctively recoiled, her body trembling like a frightened animal. She stopped, keeping her hand suspended in the air, surprised. “Are you afraid of me?” Ji Lingyue shook her head. “No…” Lan Wu’s voice was still hoarse….
“Ah Yue!” Lan Wu called out anxiously, gently patting her face. “Wake up!” “Mmm…” The woman’s face was no longer calm. She tilted her head slightly, as if trapped in some kind of pain, her brows furrowed and her breathing growing increasingly erratic. Lan Wu gritted her teeth and abruptly turned to look around, shouting angrily, “Nightmare beast, show yourself!”…