What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

Such a fearless, even somewhat reckless, woman.

It's unbelievable...

Just how powerful and irresistible is His Majesty?

The thought of His Majesty's unfulfilled command, and his promise to "serve you in bed tonight," made Xiyan's legs go weak.

I almost slid down the wall and sat on the ground.

That feeling of being targeted by a natural enemy, with nowhere to escape, gripped her tightly.

She even involuntarily thought of Moonlight Gale.

This place is filled with a sense of guilt for immorality.

A tremendous sense of panic and resistance filled her heart.

She didn't want that...

She was afraid of that; she couldn't imagine herself becoming like Hongdou.

The commotion inside the sliding door seemed to have subsided for the time being...

Xi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did I realize that I had been holding my breath without even noticing, and my palms were covered in cold sweat.

However, this brief period of calm brought no comfort whatsoever.

Instead, it resembled the stillness before a storm.

Even more suffocating.

Because she knew she would be next.

Tonight... can she really escape?

Xi Yan closed her eyes and pressed her burning cheeks against the cold wall.

Trying to draw a bit of coolness.

But it couldn't quell the fear and despair churning within me.

She could almost see her fate soon.

Under the unquestionable gaze of those eyes.

Following in the footsteps of the red bean.

All pride and perseverance were crushed?

All that remained was powerless obedience and weeping.

This realization chilled her to the bone.

"Xi Yan, come in!"

Just then, Di Yan's voice, neither sad nor happy, came from inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, the sliding door was gently pulled open.

With her head down, Uzuki Yugao cautiously stepped into the private room.

A rich aroma mixed with the smell of alcohol wafted towards us.

This made her cheeks start to feel hot again.

Her gaze first fell on the tall figure by the window.

Di Yan was shirtless, his bronze skin gleaming faintly in the light filtering in from the window.

The smooth and explosive muscle lines are on full display.

Like a resting lion, it exudes a wild and dangerous aura.

He was holding a wine jug when he tilted his head back and took a swig.

The movements carried an undeniable brutality and domineering nature.

Xi Yan's heart skipped a beat and then started racing.

She hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

My gaze shifted to the tatami mats.

Mitarashi Anko's condition made her heart tighten.

Hongdou lay there limply, staring blankly at the ceiling.

There were still wet tear stains at the corners of her eyes.

Strands of hair clung messily to his sweaty forehead and cheeks.

She was only casually covered with a loose cloak, which made her look rather charming.

She seemed to have all her strength completely drained away, and even her breathing was weak.

There was no reaction to Xiyan's entry.

Xi Yan felt her throat go dry.

She found it hard to believe that the resilient and spirited Hongdou could have such a vulnerable side.

The scattered sounds that Xiyan had just heard outside the door were instantly replaced by a more impactful visual image.

Some images automatically popped into my head.

This made her hands and feet feel cold, and she froze on the spot, at a loss for what to do.

"Help her tidy up."

Di Yan's voice came from the window.

He didn't turn around, his tone as indifferent as if he were giving an ordinary, trivial instruction.

He didn't even glance at Xi Yan.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xi Yan suppressed the turmoil in her heart and quickly responded in a low voice.

She quickly walked over to Hongdou and squatted down, gently trying to help her tidy up.

At this moment, Hongdou seemed to suddenly come to her senses.

Her unfocused gaze focused on Xi Yan's face, and she was taken aback.

Then, an overwhelming sense of shame and embarrassment surged within me.

Her friend witnessed her most embarrassing moment, which made her feel incredibly bitter.

But where could she possibly hide?

Red Bean almost instinctively wanted to curl up and hide.

"Xi...Xi Yan, don't...don't touch me..."

Hongdou's voice was terribly hoarse, and trembled with tears.

"Red Bean, don't be afraid!"

Xiyan seemed to be comforting a cat.

Her voice was incredibly gentle.

.......

94. The Rise and Fall of Uzuki Yugao; Konoha-ryu Swordsmanship

Xi Yan paused, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

There was a bittersweet feeling of shared misfortune, as well as a fear of the rabbit mourning the fox's death.

She softened her voice, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor:

“Red Bean, it’s me… His Majesty has ordered that it’s time to go back.”

Upon hearing the word "Your Majesty," Hongdou's body visibly stiffened.

The resistance and shame in his eyes were gradually replaced by a resigned despair.

She stopped moving and let Xiyan wipe away the marks for her.

Organize the messy clothes.

He carefully wrapped Di Yan's large cloak around her body, trying to cover everything.

Throughout the entire process, Hongdou kept her eyes tightly closed and her jaw clenched tightly.

My body still trembled slightly, though I couldn't stop it.

Yugao's movements were as gentle and quick as possible.

She could feel the heat from Hongdou's skin and a slight shiver.

This made her own fingertips feel cold.

While tidying up, Xi Yan couldn't help but quickly glance at Di Yan by the window.

He continued to drink leisurely with his back to them.

It was as if everything happening behind him had nothing to do with him.

They are just two pets that need some grooming.

This silent indifference.

It is more unsettling and makes one feel inferior than direct intimidation.

Finally, the red beans were mostly cleaned up to a presentable appearance.

Although the look of someone who had been thoroughly loved could not be completely hidden.

Xi Yan helped her try to stand up.

Hongdou's legs went weak, and she leaned almost entirely against Xiyan.

"Your Majesty, it's all packed."

Xi Yan lowered her head and reported softly.

Di Yan then put down the wine pot and turned around.

His gaze swept over Hongdou, who was barely standing, and Xiyan, who was supporting her and was also pale-faced.

His face was expressionless.

"Let's go."

He walked towards the door first, without glancing at them again.

Xi Yan helped Hong Dou, whose steps were unsteady and who was leaning almost entirely on her.

The two women followed with difficulty.

Looking at Di Yan's tall and aloof back, and feeling the slight, uncontrollable trembling of Hong Dou in her arms.

Xiyan's heart sank lower and lower.

The night is still long.

His Majesty's words, "You will serve me tonight," were like a sharp blade hanging over my head.

It made her walk with trepidation.

……

Uzuki Yugao's worries ultimately came true.

After Yamanaka Ino finished dealing with the affairs of the Ino-Shika-Cho clan, she obediently returned to the palace to report back.

That night was destined to be anything but peaceful.

Ino even invited Tenten, who had a great working relationship with her.

The magnificent palace was dimly lit.