Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 302 Confused and obsessed
Zhuque stood on the flower stump, smiling sweetly. Tonight, she had specially changed her clothes. Her red dress flowed freely, and the phoenix tail skirt swayed gently like rippling waves.

She picked up the embroidered ball with her toes, caught it with her hand, and playfully raised an eyebrow at Yun Yi below.

Yun Yi looked up at her, and all the restraint he usually showed when facing Zhuque suddenly disappeared.

He had no time to think about conspiracies and schemes; he only wanted to fully appreciate the beauty of the Vermilion Bird.

She thought the same way; she disdained to use seductive arts to control the person she loved.

Little did she know that when Zhuque restrained her seductive charms and hoped that her beloved truly loved her, her actions would be the most potent form of seduction for Yunyi.

Zhuque had a floral ornament between her eyebrows and wore gold and silver bracelets on her wrists. When she moved, they made a clear, tinkling sound, which seemed to resonate in Yunyi's heart.

She smiled slightly, then suddenly threw the embroidered ball down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuque also leaped down. The golden hairpin in her hair struck the tassel-adorned waist chain, producing a clear, cool sound mixed with a soft laugh.

Yun Yi stared intently at her, thinking to herself that she was still not used to wearing shoes.

Facing him was a pair of slender, snow-white feet, their pomegranate-red toenails gleaming with a honey-colored soft light under the lamp.

Just as the embroidered ball was about to fall to the ground, Yun Yi reached out to grab it, but unexpectedly, Zhuque snatched the ball away in mid-air and flew upwards again.

At the same time, the girls of Hongxiu Tower also leaped lightly on their toes, using the soft force of the silk ribbons to bend over in mid-air, and flew to the top of the high building.

Zhuque covered her lips, feigning shyness, but in reality she was teasing Yunyi, tossing and catching the embroidered ball in her hand again and again.

The girls all stared at the embroidered ball, as if they all wanted to accept this blessing.

When Zhuque took the embroidered ball to the left, they chased after it to the west; when Zhuque took the embroidered ball to the right, they chased after it to the east.

This process can be repeated many times, isn't it delightful?

Suddenly, Zhuque threw the embroidered ball into the air, and it happened to overlap with the bright moon. The girls hurriedly flew over to grab it, laughing and joking. For a moment, the silk ribbons on the stage were flying everywhere, and the chaos was just like Yun Yi's heart.

He couldn't help but look at the embroidered ball, and just as he subconsciously looked up, Zhuque's figure suddenly fell upside down, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Yun Yi quickly reached out to catch it, and managed to hold Zhuque firmly in his arms.

The flower decoration between Zhuque's eyebrows almost touched his forehead. She whispered, "It seems like every time I fall, you can catch me."

She still remembers that their first encounter was in a dilapidated temple outside a nameless town. She had exhausted all her strength while "dotting the eyes" of a statue and involuntarily fell from a height.

At that time, Yun Yi had not yet cultivated and could not catch him like he could now, so he could only act as a human cushion.

The fall was extremely solid, and thanks to Yun Yi, Zhuque didn't feel any pain at all.

I vaguely remember the second time was in the Flying Secret Realm, where the two of us fell into the secret realm from the vortex.

Yun Yi acted as a human cushion, and thankfully he was a gentleman, as neither of their intimate encounters crossed any lines.

He's destined for many romantic encounters, and who knows how many women he'll have been with throughout his life. However, he's the type who has the desire but not the courage, and rarely takes the initiative.

Zhuque looked into his eyes and thought to herself, "Now that I'm in your arms, you can't escape."

Yun Yi seemed to see through the woman's thoughts and smiled, "It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future. Your elder sister hopes you can be a free bird, and I can be the branch you perch on."

Zhuque frowned, sniffed Yun Yi's cheek a few times, then slowly relaxed her brows and asked in confusion, "Strange, he hasn't been drinking, so why is he suddenly talking nonsense?"

"This isn't drunken talk; it's the truth."

"Really?" Zhuque pressed her ear against Yunyi's neck, trying to feel his breath and heartbeat. "Why are you so nervous? Are you lying to me?"

Yun Yi felt the soft, sweet body in his arms, exuding a captivating fragrance, which made his tone even gentler than before.

He asked, "Then how do you want me to prove it?"

Zhuque laughed and said, "Why don't you drink this cup of wine?"

As she spoke, she flipped her hand and conjured a wine cup out of thin air, filled with amber-colored wine.

Yun Yi: "You want me to prove I haven't been drinking by drinking alcohol?"

Suzaku: "Do you have a problem with that?" "No."

"You're quite sensible."

Yun Yi reached out to take the wine cup to prove his innocence, but Zhu Que suddenly became playful and poured the wine into his mouth.

"What?" A hint of surprise appeared on Yun Yi's face, but before he could say anything, his lips were pressed against something soft, and the fermented rice flowed into his mouth.

It's not spicy at all; on the contrary, it's sweet.

Suddenly, cheers erupted from the hall. The girls teased Zhuque, shouting strange things like "Go Zhuque!"

Later, it must have been Pei Jianjia who drove everyone away, and the huge Red Sleeve Tower suddenly became quiet.

It was so quiet that Yunyi could almost hear the faint panic between her eyelashes.

After the two of them had finished drinking the cup of wine, Zhuque shyly opened her eyes and found that Yunyi was staring intently at her with both eyes open.

She said, embarrassed and annoyed, "Who told you to open your eyes?"

Yun Yi retorted, "How do you know I've opened my eyes if you haven't opened them?"

"You've opened your eyes!"

"I just opened my eyes, just like you."

Zhuque's eyes darted around, and another cunning idea came to mind. She said repeatedly, "Alright, alright, just have a little treat."

She actually struggled to leave.

Yun Yi, of course, wouldn't allow it. He hugged her tightly and asked, "Didn't you say you had a gift for me?"

"You've already drunk it."

"They drank it too fast, I haven't even tasted it yet."

"Hehe, anyway, I only prepared one cup of wine." Zhuque thought to herself, and that wine was no ordinary thing, but a treasure of the Hehuan Sect.

From the very beginning, she was determined to make Yun Yi "inescapably die" tonight.

Yun Yi stared at Zhu Que's lips and said, "You promised me wine, why did you sneak a sip too?"

Zhuque was already confused and infatuated. He thought to himself, "Oh no, why did I have to think of feeding him wine with my mouth? Now I've fallen for their trick too."

When she came to her senses, she felt a lightness in her body, and in the blink of an eye, Yun Yi carried her back to her room.

The spring breeze is unfamiliar; why does it enter my bedchamber?

Before Yun Yi could even lower the veil, Zhu Que suddenly unfurled a golden brocade and red silk ribbon, forcefully pushing the man away from her, while she crossed her arms over her chest to cover her exposed skin.

Then, hidden by the red ribbons, she couldn't help but let out a burst of silvery laughter.

"Why...why are you wrapped up so tightly in red silk?"

"When we first met, you personally reminded me that I usually wear too little clothing and that I would definitely get rheumatism in the future, and that I would feel pain all over when it's windy or rainy."

"I was a bit of a chatterbox back then, please forgive me, Miss Zhuque."

"Oh, right, you also said you have mysophobia and can't get close to women."

"I was wrong."

"Do you really know you were wrong?"

"All the mistakes are my fault."

"Alright, I'll let you off this time."

The red ribbons surged like waves, full of springtime charm, as if even the boundless night of the desert had become gentle.

(End of this chapter)