### Chapter 386: Feminine Cloud in the Sky
Qing Luan was the only one who seemed to wear a different expression, as if she had been dragged into this mess.
When Yun Zhonghe’s gaze met hers, she shrank back like a startled deer, her hands clutching her head tightly, voice quivering with tears: “I’m sorry, Junior Brother Yun Zhonghe, I didn’t mean it.”
No way! Senior Sister Qing Luan, what exactly did you do to end up in this situation!
Someone who didn’t know the full story might think Yun Zhonghe was about to face a deadly end.
Recalling the original plot, Yun Zhonghe couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly, thinking to himself that if he were killed by Huang Aotian in the original version, he might have ended up like this too.
But why did Tao Jiu’er, who always stood by him, suddenly become his adversary?
Could it be that after the story spiraled out of control, even Ninth Sister was won over by Huang Aotian’s charm?
Yun Zhonghe was in despair, wondering what on earth he could do now.
Speaking of which, where were they? It was pitch black and felt like a tiny dark room lit only by a dim light, barely enough to make out the pretty girls’ faces.
Does the Xuantian Sect have such a place?
“Young Master, you’re quite the talent,” Tao Jiu’er’s voice echoed again. She squinted at Yun Zhonghe, speaking in a sinister tone.
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe was securely tied to a solid chair. The ropes were tight and sturdy; he didn’t need to look to know this was yet another one of Tao Jiu’er’s masterpieces.
In the past, when he messed up, Tao Jiu’er often dealt with him like this.
Wait a minute…
If even Big Sister Ninth herself was involved, things must be…
Yun Zhonghe started sweating profusely, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, unable to think further.
He figured he was really done for!
But Yun Zhonghe still wanted to fight it. He wiggled his lips a few times before trying to speak: “Cough… Big Sister Ninth, I think… there might be some misunderstanding here…”
“Misunderstanding?” Murmured Mu Jixue with a cold laugh, clearly Tao Jiu’er’s most trusted sidekick, “Yun Zhonghe, aren’t you going to admit your mistakes now?”
Mu Jixue’s voice dripped with grit and malice.
In contrast, Lin Zhongyu spoke more gently, “Brother Yun Zhonghe, if you can clarify things now, there’s still a chance. I can accept this and will help you.”
However, her expression darkened, her golden eyes clouded, almost as if they were turning black: “But if Brother Yun Zhonghe doesn’t behave… I can’t do anything for you…”
Hearing this, Yun Zhonghe was shocked, staring at Lin Zhongyu in disbelief.
What’s with the sudden psycho act?
What did you learn from Western Continent?
It’s over! Yun Zhonghe’s heart sank.
He sensed something was off with both Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu—they no longer seemed trustworthy.
Right! Su Xiaoxiao, always obedient, wouldn’t harm him!
Yun Zhonghe’s hope surged, turning towards Su Xiaoxiao: “Xiaoxiao…”
But before he could finish his sentence, he saw her in an agitated state.
She was breathing heavily, her face flushed, driven by some unknown emotion: “Sis Jiu…she said I can…do whatever I want with Brother Yun Zhonghe…uh, oh what do I do? I should help Brother Yun Zhonghe, but…”
Su Xiaoxiao whispered, holding her blushing cheeks, thoroughly absorbed in her own world. Despite her attempts to muffle her voice, Yun Zhonghe heard every word clear as day:
It’s over!
While he wasn’t sure what trick Tao Jiu’er used on Su Xiaoxiao, from her current state, she clearly succumbed.
The same went for Su Xinghe and Xia Linglong, their states mirroring Su Xiaoxiao’s—obviously caught up in some strange excitement.
Yun Zhonghe felt hopeless, seeing nothing but darkness ahead.
“Umm… Sis Jiu…”
Now, Yun Zhonghe could only face Tao Jiu’er again.
She grinned, though her smile never reached her eyes: “Young Master, given your condition, you should understand the problem, right?”
Everyone was a bright lightbulb to everyone else. Yun Zhonghe knew this was about secretly dating Hu Shang.
Dating girls without permission? Major no-no!
That’s why Yun Zhonghe always avoided getting overly close. But despite walking on eggshells his whole life, he still stumbled.
Looking at these beautiful girls ready to grill him, Yun Zhonghe sighed, accepting his fate: “Sis Jiu, do I get a chance to explain?”
Tao Jiu’er smiled mischievously, countering: “Young Master, what do you think?”
Yun Zhonghe immediately got choked up at the familiar answer: “Sure, punishment first, then explanation… typical.”
He knew well how this drill worked.
Tao Jiu’er felt happy, “Young Master, you’re awesome. Didn’t think you’d remember the rules all these years!”
Punishment comes first, then explanation—that was Tao Jiu’er’s rule, always strict and unforgiving.
Violating the rules meant harsher punishments.
Thereupon, Tao Jiu’er slowly retrieved a dazzlingly colorful dress from behind!
The dress was white tinged with light pink, delicate and beautiful, adorned with light pink lotuses, pale yellow daisies, pale purple morning glories, and numerous unknown flowers. Flowers were intertwined, creating a picturesque beauty. There were several green branches entwined amid them.
Despite the abundance of colors, everything looked harmonious rather than chaotic, creating an ethereal beauty. Each flower was embroidered vividly, as if they would emit a faint scent upon touch.
This dress was made to look elegant and vibrant.
But… it’s clearly a dress for women!
This was today’s punishment.
Yun Zhonghe glanced at the colorful dress, his skin breaking into goosebumps.
Tao Jiu’er’s usual punishments weren’t physical, but they definitely messed with his mind.
Grinning cunningly, Tao Jiu’er said, “This is a custom-made Hundred Flowers Dress that cost a fortune; finally, it’s put to use.”
Even the usually reserved Tao Jiu’er couldn’t hide her triumph, her face showing satisfaction:
She had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
