Chapter 102: The Goddess Falls into Depravity; The Empress' "Special Incentive" (4)
To be honest, he never expected this kind of reward!
He gazed at the Imperial Beauty, trying to discern if she was serious.
But the Empress avoided his gaze, only showing him her profile.
Her fair cheeks blushed a brilliant shade of red at a visible speed.
That gorgeous crimson hue had even spread to her ears.
Her unprecedentedly shy demeanor spoke volumes.
Su Qing's eyes instantly burned with intensity, feeling an even stronger motivation for tomorrow.
With such an incentive, the impossible could become possible!
"What are you looking at? Do you have a problem?"
The Imperial Beauty maintained her cold expression and spoke.
"No problem, Your Majesty. Rest assured, I will accomplish my mission!"
Su Qing declared loudly.
His appearance was full of fighting spirit, a stark contrast to his earlier nonchalance.
"Hmph."
The Imperial Beauty felt her face growing hotter and let out a cold snort.
What a pervert. He actually liked this kind of thing.
Not only that, but he was also far too easy to satisfy—what a fool.
"Daughter, what secret are you two whispering about? Mind if I listen in?"
The Empress Dowager approached with a smile, attempting to squeeze between them.
"Go away, this has nothing to do with you!"
The Imperial Beauty snapped.
She could be respectful at times, but not in matters like these.
She knew her mother all too well—give her an inch, and she'd take a mile.
If she got entangled in this situation, it would be a headache to deal with.
"Alright, alright. It's normal for you two to have your little secrets. I won't pry."
"But seeing my daughter care so much about him really warms my heart."
Su Mengxi beamed with a knowing smile.
That seductive face combined with such an expression was somewhat out of place.
The Imperial Beauty said nothing, simply casting a cold, warning gaze at the Empress Dowager.
Her expression made it clear—one wrong word, and she wouldn't hesitate to take action.
"Oh no, Xiao Qing, my daughter has grown up and no longer cares for her mother!"
"At least you still love me, right? From now on, we must rely on each other."
Sensing danger, Su Mengxi dramatically latched onto Su Qing.
Her mature body pressed tightly against his, making the Imperial Beauty's eye twitch.
"Mother, Her Majesty is just teasing you. She's always been like this, you know that."
Su Qing, feeling helpless, could only attempt to pacify the situation.
With such a mother, harmony at home was naturally expected.
"I'm not joking."
The Imperial Beauty responded icily.
How could this be a joke? If it were, she would be the one to suffer.
"Waaah, so sad! At least Xiao Qing still loves me. Give me a kiss~"
Su Mengxi pouted dramatically and leaned in, aiming to land one on Su Qing.
"Don't push your luck!"
Unable to bear it any longer, the Imperial Beauty grabbed the Empress Dowager and pulled her away.
Naturally, Su Mengxi resisted fiercely.
The two entangled in a chaotic struggle, making the scene utterly absurd.
Su Qing watched the scene before him, a small smile appearing on his face.
He knew that Su Mengxi was merely joking around to ease the tension for the Imperial Beauty.
She had a keen sense for adjusting the atmosphere.
The Imperial Beauty understood this as well and played along.
Yet, even amidst this lively atmosphere, her worries had not entirely disappeared.
Silently, the Empress made a decision.
When the moment came, no matter what system rewards she had to forgo, she would not let him get hurt!
This was the Empress' pride and dignity—nothing could shake her resolve.
How could the mighty Imperial Beauty ever allow herself to be bound by external forces?
...
At Su Qing's residence.
A new guest was growing impatient from waiting.
She wore a form-fitting white qipao, clearly custom-tailored to her frame.
The outfit showcased her figure beautifully, though her height prevented her from truly standing out.
Compared to mature women, she still had some ways to go.
Yet, she knew how to highlight her strengths.
The qipao featured a thigh-high slit, revealing a pair of fair, delicate legs.
Her bare feet, untainted by even a speck of dust, rested lightly on the floor.
A pair of exquisite bells, strung together with red threads, jingled softly with her every movement.
Such an adorable, youthful charm was something mature women could never replicate.
However, her delicate face was currently marred by a pout, radiating discontent.
Long Ye was utterly exasperated.
Had she lowered herself to visit him, only to be made to wait?
Leaving her hanging like this—such audacity!
She silently plotted what she would do once she got her hands on him.
First, she would torment him this way, then that way, stepping all over him as revenge…
Lost in her daydream, her mood began to improve.
Just then, the door swung open.
Su Qing appeared in the doorway.
"Su-gege~ You're finally back!"
Long Ye's dissatisfaction instantly vanished as she gleefully threw herself at him.
A true witch—her ability to switch moods was instantaneous and utterly shameless.
Faced with such an enthusiastic embrace, any normal man would surely maintain some sense of propriety.
But she had forgotten—Su Qing's moral boundaries were incredibly flexible.
Chivalry? Gentlemanly restraint?
He had never been particularly good at those.
"Long Ye, why didn't you inform me in advance? I would've welcomed you properly."
Su Qing made no attempt to avoid her, embracing the girl with a smile.
His hands gently patted the witch's back as if they were the closest of companions.
Her qipao was incredibly thin, making the touch all the more exquisite.
It felt… as if nothing was in the way at all.
Long Ye felt the warmth against her back, her face flushing slightly.
She had anticipated using sibling-like affection to manipulate him.
But… could he at least control his hands? Stop moving downward!
Moments ago, they were just like siblings. Now, why did it feel like something more inappropriate?
Was this some kind of joke?
Technically speaking, this was only their second meeting!
How could he be so brazen, acting more like a demonic sect member than even she was?
A million question marks and exclamation points flashed through Long Ye's mind.
She was utterly conflicted.
But since she had thrown herself at him, it was too late to back out now.
In every sense, she had truly walked into a trap.
She was doomed!
Feeling his hand's subtle movements, a deep sadness welled up within her.
Forget it. What was done was done.
With this much affection, surely, she could ask for a little favor in return?
"Brother Su, have you thought about what I asked you last time~?"
Long Ye pouted sweetly, pressing her case.
"I've been waiting for your answer forever!"