These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"asshole……"

She couldn't help but say this with such embarrassment and annoyance.

Wei Tu looked into her eyes. "Does Your Majesty feel ashamed?"

"...I just hate it."

"Did you feel ashamed of yourself back then, not like an empress, and that many women wouldn't have had such an experience? Utterly disheveled, messy, and without dignity?"

Wei Tu seemed to unravel the mystery, revealing the other person's feelings bit by bit.

So, in addition to the heat, there was also a sharp pain and stabbing in my heart.

I wouldn't normally hold a grudge about something like this, but because it happened to be with him, it seemed to have a special meaning, which is why the scene felt so terrible.

If possible, why does the story have to begin with a rescue? Wouldn't an ordinary encounter be better?

I saw the other person's most beautiful appearance on the first meeting, and we were destined to be together at first sight, instead of that... terrible thing.

"Please stop talking..."

She seemed to be pleading, those things always lingered in her mind, like thorns that couldn't be pulled out.

Wei Tu shook his head, looked at her face, and said softly.

"Perhaps it was a disgrace to you, a bad image, a past event that you still find painful to recall. But at the time, I only saw your strength, your stubbornness, and your bottom line and principles."

She seemed slightly dazed.

Wei Tu grinned.

"What's there to be sad about? Be a little eccentric, a little proud, a little ruthless, it's all good. There's no need to deliberately suppress emotions and memories. Everyone's life is connected, and it will never look so beautiful. But it's okay, I like it all."

He frankly said that under the moonlight, it seemed that all his feelings could not be hidden.

My feelings aren't like a hidden box; they're open somewhere, quietly waiting for me to look at them.

Does it contain your name? Does it hold secrets about you?

At this moment, the girl raised her neck.

"kiss Me."

She said this, and Wei Tu looked at her with a smile.

She still didn't take the initiative, but instead straightened up slightly. Once she sat up straight, the distance between their cheeks naturally increased.

"No, do it yourself."

Ye Bingluan's response was very direct; although she always blushed, she was never coy.

You could say she forgot the dignity of being an emperor, but at the same time, she also displayed the decisiveness of an emperor.

She sat up in his arms and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Those long, slender legs, peeking out from under the skirt, had even had their shoes and socks removed.

Her fair and slender calves, her full and rounded ankles, and her cute, round and plump toes were all straining.

She sat up, nestled in his lap and supporting herself on his shoulders.

Perhaps they even knelt down.

Strands of hair fell from her profile to his cheek.

Wei Tu could only look up at her, watching her tuck a strand of hair behind her ear in the moonlight.

She gazed at herself with a dreamy look in her eyes, her already tender lips glistening even more in the moonlight.

"I'm open to meeting you under any circumstances, as long as it's me, is that what you mean?"

She asked softly.

Wei Tu smiled.

"Ah."

There was no hesitation or thought in her eyes.

"Me too."

A kiss bathed in moonlight landed on the boy's thin lips.

We've kissed many times tonight, consciously and unconsciously, but this time, the passionate kiss felt like adding a soul-stirring ingredient to an already delicious dish.

Is it his lips that are delicious, or is it this kind of kiss that is more touching?

It's hard to tell anymore, and it doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Either way is fine.

The boy was pressed down onto the deck once more, his long hair almost completely obscuring his face.

Wei Tu did not reject her enthusiasm, but preserved his last shred of rationality amidst it.

What remains is an intertwining of passion.

Like cherry blossoms floating on the surface of Lake Luoying.

Like the water plants entwined with the ripples in the lake where cherry blossoms fall.

The moonlight was bright and beautiful, and the intertwining of the two bodies was so exquisite.

The two legs, crossed, seemed to be entangled with all their might.

Not wanting to miss a single bit of the other person's effort, they were straining with their toes.

Life already has enough mysteries, which is why we need to embrace it even more warmly.

That's why you need someone to fulfill your needs.

It's not just about releasing desires, but also about finding solace for the soul.

They have no desire for ideals, for peace, or for the truth of the world.

All I need is her, all I need is him.

53 What exactly constitutes a well-behaved disciple?

Drifting from Lake Cherry Blossom, until late at night.

The moon was obscured by clouds before we started our return journey.

In the vast imperial palace, Wei Tu looked at the young empress lying in bed.

The other person gripped his hand tightly, as if worried that if he let go, he would disappear like a wisp of smoke.

But silly child, whether it's smoke or sand, it will gradually slip away from your hands.

No matter how tightly you hold on.

But this was just the little girl's temper inside her, and Wei Tu was willing to give in.

It's not charity; perhaps... this is quite warm and comforting.

Why are you holding on so tightly?

Asking questions you already know the answer to is a flirting tactic, and also a matter of habit.

Ye Bingluan, whose slender figure was completely covered by the blanket, stared wide-eyed at Wei Tu.

"You'll disappear the moment you let go."

As expected, that was the answer.

"You're making it sound like I'm a ghost."

The boy chuckled to himself.

Ye Bingluan looked at him, "But that's the truth, you still have to go back, right?"

"Yes, of course I'll go back. I came to check on you this time."

Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu, then at their joined hands.

"Then take a good look."

As the warm breath flows through your veins.

Wei Tu sensed everything; her cultivation level was indeed as she had said, having reached the ninth rank of the Overlord Body Realm.

He was truly only one step away from the Dragon Slayer Realm, and the other party had indeed not lied to him about this.

Wei Tu was no longer surprised by this astonishing speed; in fact, she found it unsurprising that someone could cultivate for a year and then directly approach the Divine Realm.

This woman's talent is so astonishing that it's only natural that the question of what connection she has with the Great Shang Dragon Sparrow resurfaced in my mind.

"How about it?"

The young empress, with a smile on her face, looked at Wei Tu with a grin.

His smugness and pride were impossible to hide; it was obvious he needed the boy's praise and recognition.

It doesn't matter who amazes you with their talent, but you must hear them say it themselves, that they are amazed and impressed by your talent.

Wei Tu, of course, also saw the other person's expression.

Should we offer some encouragement, or perhaps acknowledge the genuine shock and speechlessness within ourselves?

He smiled.

"That's right, we're only one step away from the Dragon Slayer Realm. Now we just need some assistance, such as the essence blood of a high-grade demon beast."

This is an essential step in reaching the Dragon Slayer Realm.

It also needs to be combined with other elixirs to help her integrate better.

Although it may seem unnecessary for her to go through such complicated processes given her talent, there's nothing wrong with being conservative.

But clearly, that's not what Ye Bingluan wanted to hear.

She frowned.

"Isn't it good?"