As the words of Jiang Xuan fell, Leng Wu Shuang’s deep blue eyes flickered slightly.
“An opportunity? That depends on your performance.”
With these words, Leng Wu Shuang stepped forward in front of everyone and directly sealed Jiang Xuan’s thin lips with her own.
All the guards watching this scene went into panic mode.
Is this something they should be seeing? If they look any further, they might lose an eyeball from the sheer shock!
The first one to react was the Tianxiang Pavilion master, Mu Yun Xue. She quickly ordered the guards to disperse.
Although Mu Yun Xue wasn’t sure about Empress’s intentions, she knew that such scenes were better left untold, unseen and not dwelled upon.
Anyway, she had enough material for her dreams tonight. Clearly, powerful nobles always get the men too.
After a while, Leng Wu Shuang slowly let go of Jiang Xuan.
At this point, there was no one else around them except the two of them.
Looking at Jiang Xuan’s slightly reddened face, she said with a satisfied smirk:
“Oh, looks like my husband is blushing. Is he embarrassed? Let me take a good look – how does it feel being stared at by everyone?
Isn’t it too much for you? Are you scared now?”
Jiang Xuan: “???????”
Right now, Jiang Xuan was quite perplexed internally:
‘Wait, I’m pretty sure I’m blushing because the empress almost choked me, not because I’m shy. How did this become my fault?’
‘Conservative thoughts? What’s so embarrassing about this? The person who should be embarrassed here should be her!’
‘Oh, almost forgot – apparently most guys here would be humiliated in such a situation.’
‘No, wait—maybe I should play along. This empress can get rough, if I don’t act embarrassed, who knows what she’ll do next? If she chokes me to d*ath, that would be really humiliating!’
On the surface, Jiang Xuan lifted his head slightly and, with his slightly red eyes, looked at Leng Wu Shuang, speaking with a hint of self-mockery:
“So, this is how the Empress punishes people? I see.
But… is this really okay? Once there’s a first time, there will be a second.
Maybe the next time the Empress does this in front of everyone, she’ll be even more outrageous!
Do I have to show my humiliation in front of everyone for her to be satisfied?”
Facing Jiang Xuan’s question, Leng Wu Shuang was taken aback, then reached out to cradle his face.
“Sweetie, I made a mistake. It won’t happen again. Only I get to see you like this. I’ll make it up to you. Anything you want, you’ve got it.”
Jiang Xuan: “……”
After Leng Wu Shuang finished speaking, Jiang Xuan immediately asked tentatively:
“Well… can I leave now, Empress?”
“No way! Right now, come back to my room with me!”
Leng Wu Shuang, acting like a total alpha, spoiled the whole emotional vibe Jiang Xuan was trying to create with just one sentence.
Internally, Jiang Xuan couldn’t help but think:
‘Ugh, females here are truly pigs on hoof. She promised anything, but as soon as I ask for a tiny favor, she gets all serious.’
‘This means escaping from this bossy empress will be super hard, and System is usually unreliable again. As for Xuantian Pavilion, I wonder if the vice-pavilion master has noticed my absence. Looks like relying on her is my only hope!’
While Jiang Xuan let himself be led back to the room by Leng Wu Shuang, he was already scheming on how to escape.
If he didn’t run soon, who knows what Leng Wu Shuang might decide. Suddenly taking him to the Cold Light Dynasty? Game over.
He’d end up in an unfamiliar place, losing his comfortable life, and be completely at her mercy. Such suffering is even beneath dogs.
Meanwhile, in the tranquil-looking yet peculiarly tense environment of Great Jiang Imperial City…
In a rundown alley, Xiao Hongxin frowned, listening to Xuantian Pavilion members report their findings.
“The deputy pavilion master, we’ve searched through nearly half of the Imperial City, but still can’t find the pavilion master.”
“Pick up the pace. Register all those areas guarded by strong individuals as well. Keep a close eye on the exits.”
“Understood, deputy pavilion master! We will find the pavilion master as soon as possible.”
“In case you find him, the pavilion master is that youthful figure akin to a celestial being. You’ll recognize him at once. Report it immediately. Don’t act on impulse!”
Back at the Jiang family compound, where Jiang Xuan lived, the servant girl, Ling Yue, was in a panic, telling Xia Xiao Yu:
“Miss Xia… Young Master… He’s gone missing… I saw him return to his room, but now there’s no sign of him at all.”
Upon hearing this, Xia Xiao Yu furrowed her gold-tinted eyes.
“Don’t worry, Ling Yue. Stay put, and I’ll handle it.
I’ll definitely find my Brother Xuan.”
Inside Murong Wang Residence, Murong Ying stood under an old banyan tree, gently caressing it.
She remembered that she had confessed her love to Jiang Xuan under this very tree. If she told Jiang Xuan, he’d probably be confused.
Jiang Xuan: ‘Are you mistaken?’
Just then, a shadow emerged from beside the tree.
“Lord General, the majority of the Royal City is now clear of the pavilion master’s traces.
Only the Tianxiang Pavilion hasn’t been checked. That’s where the Cold Light Dynasty Empress lives—none of us dares approach it.
Also, we heard that the empress recently summoned the Jiang family’s young master and the Nangong daughter at the palace.
Afterwards, the young master left with the Nangong daughter.”
After hearing the report, Murong Ying nodded:
“Good. I’ve got it. Return to your posts, and I’ll handle it from here.”
As the figure faded away, Murong Ying muttered:
“Tianxiang Pavilion…. Is Xuan inside?”
Over at Nangong Mansion,
After regaining consciousness, Nan Gong Xin Wan searched all through Nangong Mansion and confirmed that Jiang Xuan was indeed not there anymore. Panic set in.
She had promised her sister to protect Jiang Xuan, but a stronger adversary abducted him. What should she do now!
Suddenly, a tiny spatial ripple occurred in the small courtyard of Nangong Mansion.
A white-robed woman materialized, a sword in hand, as solemn as a celestial swordsman.
Her white robe was slightly stained with bl**d, her face calm but determined.
Realizing something, she whispered:
“Her lord… He’s not at Nangong Mansion…”
