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"Get out! I told you it's nothing!" Yun Zhi Yue shouted angrily at the approaching Luo Bai.
Luo Bai scoffed and stepped forward, pulling back the bed curtains.
Yun Zhi Yue, covered in marks and barely clothed, shrank back into the corner of the bed, her face filled with fear. The Emperor lay on the bed, his lips stained with blood that had not yet dried, his complexion pale and unmoving.
After staring at Yun Zhi Yue for a moment, Luo Bai reached out to check the Emperor's breath, confirming he was still alive before turning to leave. Suddenly, a soft body lunged at him from behind, wrapping around him tightly.
"Don’t go, Bai! I’m scared!" she cried.
Luo Bai turned around to find Zhu Zi’s deep-set eyes looking back at him. He held the naked woman in his arms and said calmly, "Servant, go find Wen Ningmo. The Emperor cannot die."
Yun Zhi Yue nodded through her tears, her hands refusing to let go. "Boo-hoo, Bai, I’m so scared. Please wait a moment before you leave."
Tears streamed down her chest like a broken string of pearls, as if her heart was being seared with pain.
Luo Bai's cool hand gently stroked her back in an attempt to soothe her while his gaze seemed distant. "Servant regrets it."
Yun Zhi Yue understood perfectly what Luo Bai regretted but chose to immerse herself in her act, crying with panic and sorrow.
"You're such a wicked woman!" she thought to herself with a smirk. "This is just the beginning!"
Wen Ningmo dropped down from the ceiling like a mouse digging through a hole and was taken aback by the scene inside the room.
Seeing the Emperor's pale face, he quickly approached to check his pulse. After a moment, he let out a sigh of relief; it wasn’t too late to save him.
As he inserted silver needles for treatment, he kept an eye on the other side of the room.
Just as Luo Bai returned, Yun Zhi Yue leaped into his arms like a startled rabbit.
At that moment, she appeared fully clothed, but the marks on her exposed skin clearly indicated what had transpired with the Emperor.
This was a creature that could drain one’s essence; even eunuchs couldn’t resist her charms.
Luo Bai sat on a nearby soft couch and held Yun Zhi Yue close to comfort her. "Servant, would you like me to escort the lady out of the palace?"
Wen Ningmo nearly pierced the Emperor's fatal spot, her ears perked up in surprise as she eavesdropped.
Yun Zhi Yue, puzzled, asked, "Leave the palace? The palace is Yun Ji; you can never escape the royal family in this lifetime."
Seeing Luo Bai silent, Yun Zhi Yue continued, "Though I’m not skilled in palace intrigue, it’s you who has helped the palace rise. It’s gradually adapting."
Luo Bai reached out to caress Yun Zhi Yue's crimson lips, his expression darkening. "That’s true. What the Empress is not good at, the Servant excels at. It’s not bad to be entangled like this."
He held her by the nape of her neck, kissing her violently and twistedly, almost drowning her in his fervor.
[The strategy value is strange; it hasn’t reached yet. Why do I feel like the target of my strategy has already begun to darken?]
Yun Zhi Yue scoffed inwardly. The Reincarnation Stone was indeed sensing correctly. She had never believed that feelings could be measured by numbers; that was merely a superficial representation.
This lifetime's Luo Bai had evidently gone through many unfortunate events, his nature leaning towards darkness. Given such temperament, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he had always stood on the dark side; naturally, his emotions were twisted.
Hiss! Wen Ningmo realized she had inserted the needle in the wrong place. In a flurry, she pulled it out, relieved it wasn’t a fatal spot!
Luo Bai was truly losing his mind. Didn’t he know to hold back a little?
The violent kiss was unbearable for Yun Zhi Yue; her lip was bitten and bled painfully. Yet Luo Bai pressed on, sealing her wound with his lips until it stopped bleeding before finally separating from her.
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