Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Am I the King of Film?!

Mo Xie's black pupils contracted, and his whole body trembled involuntarily as the answer instantly came to mind.

He had withdrawn from the dream and his rationality returned to his mind. Even though he could hardly believe it, this memory that suddenly appeared truly recorded his life before and after becoming the King of Shadows!
The place in the dream is called the Dark World, and he is the Shadow King, one of the Four Dark Lords.

The pale white palace was where he lived, and the dozen or so knights were the Dark Sword Master; no wonder they bowed to him.

As for the woman in the black gauze dress inside the palace, possessing unparalleled beauty...

The Witch Queen of the Red Spider Lily!

The queen of the Shadow Clan, and also... his wife.

“Little Sha…”

Mo Xie murmured the name deep in her memory, her heart overflowing with endless longing and love, even guilt and shame.

At that moment, he wished he could immediately go to the dark world, come to her, embrace her, and kiss her.

But a question couldn't help but arise in my mind: since it's a different world, will Xiaosha still remember me?
The thought filled him with panic, and he refused to believe the possibility.

"Brother Mo... Moye, please don't... don't scare me... okay..."

At that moment, Ye Xinxia's frightened sobs rang in her ears.

Mo Xie then realized that she was still being held in her arms, and quickly composed herself and sat up.

Seeing Ye Xinxia's tearful eyes and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart.

That silly girl, seeing me in so much pain just now must have terrified her.

He chuckled softly, then gently wiped away the tears from her delicate face with his fingers, speaking softly.

"Silly girl, I'm fine now. I just had a nightmare."

"You're lying! How could a nightmare be as painful as yours!"

Ye Xinxia clearly didn't believe this explanation. She wrapped her arms around Mo Xie's neck and pressed her entire body against him.

Because of the silk nightgown, you can easily feel the soft, smooth, and comfortable fabric against your chest.

"Brother Moye, all I want is for you to be well. If you are in any pain, you must tell me."

"Xinxia... um!"

Mo Xie's eyes were half-closed, as if he wanted to say something, but Ye Xinxia seemed not to give him the chance at all.

The next second, luscious red lips pressed against hers, and her smooth, fragrant tongue pried open her teeth, invading her mouth once again.

This time, however, Mo Xie did not refuse. Instead, he reached out and embraced her soft, boneless waist, and the two hugged tightly.

Immediately afterwards, they leaned forward, and the two went from sitting to lying down.

Mo Xie kissed him passionately, as if she wanted to pour all the emotions that had just been stirred into this kiss.

At the same time, her hands were no longer wrapped around her waist, but instead slipped into her silk sleeping dress.

Similarly, Ye Xinxia might not have been used to it at first, but she gradually found her rhythm and immediately threw herself into the passionate kiss, responding enthusiastically to the person she loved so deeply.

After an unknown amount of time, their lips gradually parted, their tongues still bearing traces of each other's saliva, forming a thin thread that shimmered with a crystalline silver light.

Perhaps because the kiss lasted too long, their breathing was particularly heavy, their hot breaths hitting each other's faces.

Due to prolonged lack of oxygen, both of them were in bad condition, but Mo Xie was in slightly better shape, while Ye Xinxia suffered the most.

His nightgown was disheveled, with several prominent wrinkles, as if it had been ravaged.

Her face was flushed, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes. It was hard to tell whether they were from not wiping them off properly or from the pain.

Her cherry-like lips opened and closed, her breath as sweet as orchids, making her exceptionally alluring!
Thinking back to the softness that she couldn't even grasp with one hand, Mo Xie felt extremely guilty, cursing herself for imposing her emotions on Xin Xia, which inevitably gave the other person a bad feeling.

"I'm sorry, Xinxia, ​​I shouldn't have..."

Mo Xie felt regret and wanted to express his apology, but Ye Xinxia interrupted him.

"There's no need to say anything more, Brother Moye. If this can relieve your pain, then I'm willing to do it."

She buried Moye's head deep into her chest and gently stroked it.

Honestly, although I was in some pain from being ravaged just now, I don't know why, but I enjoyed it immensely and wished I could suffer like this a few more times.

Now that Brother Moye is taking the initiative, I am really happy, like a little girl who has eaten candy, my heart is filled with sweetness.

"Thank you, Xinxia..."

Mo Xie's eyes softened as she closed them and nestled in the gentle embrace of Ye Xinxia, ​​unable to help but sigh inwardly.

Xinxia has really grown up...

They cuddled until the alarm rang, then got up and changed their clothes. After years of sharing a bed, they had become accustomed to undressing and dressing in front of each other. After washing up, Mo Xie went downstairs first to help Aunt Wen prepare breakfast.

Now that Ye Xinxia has a special anklet, she can walk on her own, so he doesn't need to worry about her anymore.

As Ye Xinxia came downstairs, Wen Qing happened to come out of the kitchen. She saw Ye Xinxia's swollen lips, glanced at Mo Xie, and smiled ambiguously.

"Xinxia, ​​why are your lips swollen?"

"Aunt Wen, I just burned my hand when I drank water this morning, it's nothing."

Ye Xinxia naturally sensed the hidden meaning in Wen Qing's words, and her face flushed even more after seeing the latter's ambiguous smile.

Seeing this, Wen Qing smiled but said nothing.

She understood the children's situation and naturally hoped that the perfect couple could get married; wouldn't that be a joyous occasion?

During the meal, Mo Xie kept thinking about how to resolve his ambiguous relationship with the three women.

How can we prevent them from arguing and allow them to get along peacefully?
That's right. In fact, Mo Xie was unaware of this. Under the subtle influence of another self in his heart, he had gradually accepted this fact.

Especially in the morning, after receiving the memories of the Shadow King, he became even more certain of this idea... even though he didn't know how it came about.

If I can't choose just one, then I'll take them all! They are all my lovers!
After finishing their meal, the two sat on the sofa, and Mo Xie asked, slightly nervously.

"Xinxia, ​​how are things going between you and Sister Tang Yue now?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinxia glanced at him sideways, a strange smile playing on her lips, and laughed.

"I get along very well with Sister Yue, and I will stay at her house on my days off."

"Sister Yue...when did you two become so close? I remember you used to dislike her quite a bit."

Mo Xie was puzzled as to how their relationship had changed so drastically in just one month in Hangzhou.

Ye Xinxia lowered her head. In fact, she did not tell Mo Xie that she and Tang Yue had secretly reached a truce agreement.

As for the contents of the agreement... in short, she made a lot of concessions for Mo Xie.

Upon entering the basement, Mo Xie sat cross-legged in the center and began to speak.

"Ling."

【I am here. 】

"You should know, right? About me being the Shadow King. Although I know there are some things you can't tell me, but... I want to see Xiao Sha!"

After a moment of silence, Ling slowly spoke.

If you venture into the dark world, you will only face death; after all, you are not the Shadow King now.

"I understand, but..."

Mo Xie's mouth was slightly open, but the words she wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat.

At first, he couldn't control his emotions, but after calming down, he hated himself for being so weak.

Even though he was the Shadow King in one of his past lives, he is currently only a mid-level mage, and going to the Dark World would mean certain death.

It really does take skill...

Mo Xie clenched her fists, her desire for power reaching an unprecedented intensity.

Xiao Sha, wait for me!
Actually, there are several other people waiting for you, just like her. Would you like to meet them?

Upon hearing Ling's words, Mo Xie subconsciously recalled the image of the Manjusaka Witch Queen filled with longing and love upon seeing him.

The thought made his heart clench, as if countless needles were pricking it, and he spoke almost without hesitation.

"Of course I do!"

[Alright, time travel...begin!]

As soon as she finished speaking, a silver, three-dimensional clock appeared around Mo Xie, with the hour and minute hands spinning wildly.

The person involved, however, froze on the spot and quickly got up to ask.

"Wait...wait a minute, what is time travel?"

The time travel period is three years; the original timeline will remain unchanged.

【Xie, the three of them are waiting for you. Go and meet them.】

The clock stopped ticking, and as silver light radiated wildly, Moye completely disappeared into the basement.

The basement was empty, as if no one had ever been there.

[Evil, if I could, I really wouldn't want to share you with them...] (End of Chapter)