Xianzhou Luofu, Divination Commission, Master Diviner's Chamber.
"Qingque, if you don't finish cleaning this chamber today, you're not allowed to go home! I expect it to be spotless, understood? I'll personally inspect it myself later."
*BANG!*
Right after scolding Qingque, Fu Xuan shut the door with a loud bang and then locked it from the outside.
Because this chamber was originally reserved for the Master Diviner's personal use, no one else was allowed to enter, so with the door locked, even if Qingque cried out for help, no one would hear her.
"How cruel... You're just too cruel, Master Diviner!"
Qingque held a broom in one hand and a rag in the other, complaining nonstop about how heartless Fu Xuan was.
"Hmph! Just you wait! Once I start my own company, I'll make you my foot-washing maid—you'll wash my feet every single day!"
Qingque's figure was small and delicate, her build almost identical to Fu Xuan's, and even their exceptional talents were quite alike, but while Fu Xuan had been known as a genius since childhood, praised and treated specially, Qingque, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.
In the past, Qingque scored exactly 60 in every single exam, just barely passing.
However, that wasn't the point—the point was 'every single exam.'
At first, she was treated as an average student, but later, someone noticed that her score on every exam was exactly 60, without exception.
Needless to say, to control one's score with such precision, only a genius could pull that off.
Because of that, Fu Xuan, who understood this very well, decided to take Qingque under her wing, though she was often furious at Qingque's lazy and unmotivated behavior.
*Thud!*
"Ow!"
While wiping a tall cabinet from atop a stool, Qingque accidentally slipped and fell—her butt hit the floor hard.
"Hiss—My butt! It hurts!"
Rubbing her sore butt, Qingque wiped the sweat off her forehead, then dragged herself to the sofa nearby and flopped down on it.
"Work injury... I gotta rest..."
Qingque lay face down on the sofa, one hand rubbing her butt while the other unbuttoned her green bodice before shrugging it off.
Thanks to the cleaning, she was now sweating heavily and feeling unbearably hot.
"Anyway, no one ever comes here except the Master Diviner. Might as well cool off a little."
Qingque loosened the collar of her inner black turtleneck top, revealing a hint of pale skin at her chest, but too bad, there wasn't much cleavage—otherwise, it would've looked quite tempting.
"Well, it's still early..." Qingque muttered while fanning herself lazily with one hand. "Might as well take a nap."
And just like that, she went from slacking off to fully asleep.
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A while later, someone suddenly appeared in the locked chamber.
"Little Xuan."
Lucian, after bidding farewell to Jingliu and Baiheng, immediately teleported to Fu Xuan's private chamber.
However, upon arriving, he originally thought Fu Xuan would be the one working in the divination room, but...
"...Qingque?"
Seeing the petite girl lying on the sofa, sleeping, Lucian immediately recognized her.
At this moment, she was sprawled across the sofa in a completely unladylike sleeping pose, but in her sleep, the front had somehow come undone, causing one smooth shoulder and her collarbone to be fully exposed.
Moreover, one of her legs was bent up, causing her loose skirt to slide up to her thigh, revealing a long stretch of fair, shapely leg that twitched slightly in her dreams.
Suddenly, half-asleep and feeling hot, she moved again, subconsciously starting to undo her top buttons.
And just like that, her white undergarments were soon revealed—perfectly clear in Lucian's 4K-resolution vision.
"Well, well, my lucky pervert trait sure doesn't hold back… I just got here, and it's already this intense..."
Lucian swear wasn't trying to peek, but fate sure had a sense of humor.
He didn't even have to look for trouble, but somehow, it always found him.
At this point, he was starting to suspect he had a conceptual ability with the effect of '100% chance to stumble upon VIP content.'
A while later, feeling like he had seen enough, Lucian turned toward the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't open.
Clearly, it was locked from the outside, probably Fu Xuan's doing.
Judging by the broom, rag, and bucket on the floor, she must have punished Qingque by making her clean her chamber.
Lucian sighed helplessly, then walked back to the sofa, planning to wake Qingque up so she could get dressed properly, but—
*Click!*
Just as Lucian opened his mouth to wake Qingque, the door lock clicked.
*Creak—*
Because the sound of the door opening wasn't quiet, it instantly woke Qingque from her sleep.
"Mmm..."
Still drowsy, Qingque rubbed her eyes and sat up, not yet noticing that there was someone right in front of her.
"Qingque! Did you finish cleaning—"
Fu Xuan stopped mid-sentence the moment she stepped in.
Before her eyes, Lucian was standing beside the sofa, and on the sofa, Qingque sat, her clothes wide open, one shoulder bare, white undergarments visible, her skirt hiked up, her smooth legs stretched out.
And the worst part, Qingque's head was positioned right in front of Lucian's crotch.
Seeing this scene, Fu Xuan froze on the spot, mouth hanging open in shock.
Lucian, seeing her shocked expression, glanced down and realized the angle made it look very bad, easily causing misunderstanding, as Qingque's head was now exactly at a height that left too much to the imagination.
"Master Diviner, I wasn't slacking off..."
Qingque finally finished rubbing her eyes and started to take in her surroundings.
However, as her vision cleared, the first thing she saw wasn't the angry Fu Xuan but Lucian's crotch—her gaze lingered on it for a moment before drifting upward until she met his eyes.
"You're... Lord Lucian? Why are you... here?"
Qingque asked in a daze, but just as her question fell, she suddenly felt something off with the clothes she wore.
As soon as she looked down and saw the condition of her clothes, her drowsiness instantly vanished.
"Kya!"
In the next second, with her mind going haywire and her face flushed bright red up to her ears, she frantically grabbed at her open collar and rolled-up skirt.
"I-I-I-I didn't do anything—I swear!" Qingque exclaimed in a stutter. "Master Diviner! Who let your husband stand next to me while I was asleep?!"
Being accused, Lucian remained calm and composed, completely unbothered.
It was only natural.
It wasn't like he had undressed her himself, nor had he seen anything inappropriate, so why should he be afraid?
He was truly innocent here and not at fault.
Fu Xuan glanced at the calm Lucian, then lightly curled her lips into a faint smirk before turning her sharp gaze toward Qingque.
"Qingque… you actually dared to do such a thing!" Fu Xuan exclaimed coldly. "Seducing my husband right here in my chamber! Are you out of your mind?!"
"Me?! Seducing?!" Qingque, still fixing her clothes, froze in disbelief. "Master Diviner, aren't you being blinded by your jealousy?! I'm the one who got seen here! I don't even know how your husband ended up here! I'm the victim!"
How did this suddenly become her fault?
Unfortunately for her, Fu Xuan, ever unreasonable and proud, huffed at her response.
"Victim? My husband already has someone like me by his side—why would he bother looking at you?"
Fu Xuan's logic left Qingque completely speechless.
Indeed, they were, after all, both petite and delicate, both flat as a board, so she couldn't really argue with that logic.
Still, was she seriously about to get labeled as a homewrecker?
"I... I... I..."
Qingque was so speechless that she couldn't even form a comeback, making her look truly pitiful.
In the next moment, truly having no way out, she turned to Lucian with a pleading expression.
"Lord Lucian! Don't just stand there watching! Your wife's totally misunderstanding us—aren't you even worried?! Say something already!"
Qingque was genuinely panicking now.
It couldn't be helped.
If Fu Xuan held a grudge, her life would be doomed—extra chores every day, endless paperwork, maybe even an official announcement of her as a homewrecker sent across the entire Xianzhou Alliance!
Seeing Qingque all flustered and helpless, Lucian couldn't help but chuckle, feeling amused.
"Now, now, she's just messing with you." Lucian said casually, a calm smile adorning his face. "No need to explain anything, really."
If something this trivial required an explanation, it would truly be underestimating Fu Xuan's trust in him.
It should be noted that during the three hundred years Lucian had spent alongside Fu Xuan, he had never once touched another woman—no one knew that better than she did.
Unless it was a woman who had shared the same dream experience as her, Fu Xuan would never believe he would cheat on her.
"Hmph, if I don't scare you once in a while, you'll just keep slacking off." Fu Xuan said with folded arms, her expression looking satisfied.
"You almost scared me to death..." Qingque said in relief, her body collapsing onto the sofa. "Master Diviner, this is workplace bullying."
Even though the misunderstanding was resolved, when she thought about it again, Lucian really had seen something he shouldn't have seen, right?
Should she ask him to apologize?
However, after thinking about it, Qingque ultimately decided to just forget about it, not daring to bring it up.
No choice.
In her eyes, Lucian and Fu Xuan were literally a power couple—she definitely wouldn't want to mess with people like them and could only swallow her pride in silence.
'What a shame... nearly two hundred years of innocence gone just like that, and I can't even ask for an apology...'
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