Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

From the shoulders down, the beautiful back presents an inverted triangle shape, with smooth, hairless armpits and the skin lines on both sides of the armpits showing regular undulations.

Further down the snow ridge, you'll find a slender, graceful waist. The narrowest part is breathtakingly concave, yet the lines are delicate and rounded, so that you wouldn't find this waist, which could be encircled by a single hand, abrupt.

The lines extend to the hips and buttocks, resembling a thin-skinned pear, leaving much to the imagination.

As the door opened and closed, Hill III raised his head and looked at Emilia as she entered, a provocative smile playing on his lips.

Emilia paused.

She had guessed what might have happened, but when she actually saw it...

That's awesome!

The humiliation of being ignored by Li Xingzhou even though I came here...it's wonderful.

It was as if she were merely being used by him.

Emilia's breathing quickened involuntarily, her blood-red eyes welled up with tears, and a thought flashed through her mind.

I arrived just in time.

Despite her thoughts, her slightly parted red lips were full of provocation.

"Hey, Mr. Li, are you Teddy Bear?"

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Chapter 88 He can be replaced

"Hey, Mr. Li, are you Teddy Bear?"

Emilia's mocking voice made Hill III's expression falter slightly. Although he had heard about Emilia's character from Li Xingzhou at the Red Moon Banquet, this was the first time he had seen Emilia's performance so directly. After a moment of stunned silence, Hill III couldn't help but scoff.

"How dare you speak to sir like that?"

Emilia fixed her gaze on Hill III's rosy cheeks and sneered, "Who do you think you are, daring to lecture me?"

She didn't know Hill III at all, because Aurora hadn't even been born during her time.

Even now, she doesn't take a Skywing Clan representative seriously.

"Based on what's beneath you?" Emilia crossed her arms. "What's the essential difference between you and me?"

If she didn't know Emilia, Hill III might have been fooled, but now, she had only one thought in her mind.

Emilia is asking for trouble, and she's doing it on purpose!

King Hill III never imagined that such a woman existed in reality, especially a woman like Emilia!

How could someone of the Second True Ancestor's high status have such a peculiar hobby?

Logically speaking, shouldn't it be the other way around?

Queen Hill III leaned back against Li Xingzhou's chest, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear with one hand and wrapping the other around Li Xingzhou's neck, her voice aggrieved: "Sir, look at her..."

Women who know how to be charming are the luckiest, especially women in high positions like Hill III, whose contrast easily arouses a man's protective instincts.

Li Xingzhou picked up Hill III's delicate body, and after getting up, he turned around and arranged her with her knees on the sofa and her hands on the back of the sofa. Her slightly moist hair was draped over her smooth and fragrant shoulders, highlighting her exquisite, undulating, snow-white back, slender waist, and round, pear-shaped hip curves.

He wrapped his arms around her narrow, slender waist and chuckled softly, comforting her: "Don't pay any attention to her. Tonight, I'll only prove how much I love you!"

Under the dim lighting, her light golden hair flew wildly, and the full moon in the sky seemed to be undulating.

Li Xingzhou completely ignored Emilia, while Hill III, as if on purpose, made no attempt to hide himself and displayed everything about himself.

Li Xingzhou leaned down, his hands gripping Hill III's jade-like arms, his fingers interlocking with her slender, delicate fingers. He rested his head and neck on her smooth, warm, fragrant shoulders, feeling the rise and fall of her chest as he whispered in her ear.

"Did you feel any proof?"

Queen Hill III finally came to her senses. Golden strands of hair clung to her delicate face, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were red and moist, and her beautiful eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows exuded a breathtaking charm. Her breathing carried a hint of coquettishness.

"Hmm... I can feel your liking, sir."

Li Xingzhou held Hill III in his arms again, helping her into an elegant long dress while glancing at Emilia, who was already slumped on the ground.

He still didn't say anything, but just looked at the glowing necklace around Emilia's neck with amusement.

Hill III looked over with a satisfied expression, hugged Li Xingzhou even tighter, and took out a brand new white stocking from the storage ring on his index finger.

She was quite content and didn't let Li Xingzhou continue helping her dress. Instead, she stood up and stood aside, raised her delicate foot, and slowly slipped her smooth, jade-like foot into the white stockings, from the arch of her foot to her rounded ankle, and then to her shapely calves...

A hazy white mist gradually covered her fair skin, which was rosy and delicate, and combined with the silky smoothness of the white silk, it was dazzling to the eye.

After King Hill III was dressed, Li Xingzhou slowly beckoned to Emilia: "Come here."

Emilia slowly leaned closer, her eyelids slightly lowered. Although she hadn't done anything, her delicate face was flushed.

In this atmosphere, Li Xingzhou's indifference brought her an indescribable joy, rather than being scolded.

With the blessing of the Immortal Control Technique, this joy filled her mind, causing her to instinctively respond and obediently move closer to Li Xingzhou.

Li Xingzhou reached out and lifted Emilia's chin, looking at her alluring face, and asked guidingly, "Tell me, how should one be punished for speaking rudely?"

Emilia's beautiful eyes misted over even more, and the faint smile on her lips carried a morbid obsession: "Leftovers..."

She extended her fair and delicate hand, her fingers long and slender, except for her little finger which curled up. Her small, delicate, and glossy nails, like melon seeds, were evenly painted with a cherry-red nail polish adorned with scattered stars, exuding a mature and alluring charm.

Emilia parted her red lips slightly, letting out a breath as sweet as orchids.

As Hill III tidied his hair, he watched the arrogant Second Progenitor lower his stance, and his curiosity grew even stronger.

How exactly did you manage to do that, sir?

What could possibly make Emilia Eternal Night, the Second True Ancestor who was known for her extremely high self-esteem in history books, become so... docile?

It's important to understand that this wasn't simply about subduing someone by force; it was about genuinely controlling Emilia's mind.

How long has it been since Emilia was revived!

He truly deserves to be called a gentleman.

King Hill III reapplied his lipstick, and seeing that Emilia was almost done, he cast a spell to erase all traces in the room.

Li Xingzhou glanced at Emilia, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, clearly wanting to do something more, then got up and walked out without saying anything.

We've stayed here long enough, that's about it.

King Hill III did not follow, but stared at the somewhat perverse smile on Emilia's face, who was being ignored.

"There is a significant difference between you and me in essence."

King Hill III spoke softly.

Emilia glanced at her: "You've fallen for him?"

“That’s right,” Hill III said frankly. “I admire strength.”

Emilia propped herself up on the sofa armrest: "Is this what you call liking someone?"

"The beginning is not important," said Hill III. "The process and the ending are what matter."

She paused, then added, "Whatever kind of liking it is, as long as my husband likes it... that's enough for me."

Emilia looked at Hill III's longing expression, narrowed her eyes, and after a long while, smiled self-deprecatingly: "You're right, there's a fundamental difference between you and me."

She took a step, the sound of her high heels hitting the ground crisp and melodious, yet accompanied by a certain firmness.

"I just want him to be... harsher."

"Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be able to fully let go either. Maybe he wants to take it slow, but... I can't wait any longer."

Emilia, who had stopped at the door, glanced back at Hill III with a chilling smile: "I wish he would crucify me."

"..."

Hill III was speechless.

Elise returned silently from outside, watching Emilia's retreating figure as she closed the door, when Hill III suddenly said, "You seem to feel a sense of kinship, don't you?"

Elise lowered her head and after a long while, she softly hummed in agreement.

King Hill III turned to look at her, a hint of confusion in his deep blue eyes: "Are all inhuman races like yours so perverted?"

"do not know."

"Alright, you can stay here."

King Hill III strode out of the lounge once more.

As soon as I closed the door, I heard a slightly deep voice beside me.

"He can be replaced."

???

!!!

Hill III subconsciously turned his head and saw Li Xingzhou leaning against the wall staring intently at Jiang Wanzhao, who was getting off the car under the escort of the Imperial Guards outside the reception hall, his eyes revealing a hint of longing.

My dear Mr. Nice Guy, do you want to be the emperor?

So that's why you told me before that your attitude towards Jiang Wanzhao and her faction remains the same?

Is that right?

If that's the case...

Hill III pursed his red lips, thinking that he might as well lend a helping hand to his good-natured husband.

She quickly scanned her surroundings and clearly noticed that several people around her had heard Li Xingzhou's words, and they all turned to look at her.

Most of the looks they gave were a sense of dread, as if this person was mentally ill for daring to utter such outrageous words in this setting.

Li Xingzhou seemed to realize he had misspoke, and quickly looked up at the ceiling, appearing lost in thought and indifferent.

A hint of a smile flashed in Hill III's eyes, and as she looked away, she already had an idea in mind.

Emilia frowned slightly, thinking to herself that with her master's strength, taking the throne would be a simple matter.

Surely it's not because he doesn't want to be branded as the one who killed his sister, right?

But he has always acted without restraint, so why would he care about such a reputation?

Are there other reasons behind this?

“Father, Li Xingzhou is truly shameless. How dare an adopted son from another family covet the throne of our Jiang family? Where does he get the nerve?”