34: Queen Lingxiao at Night Club

Luoshen Yin smiled without a word, cutting off her connection with Zhao Ling Shuang.

The Lingxiao Emperor raised his cup and drank with Cao Nie, completely unaware of the undercurrents beneath the table.

Su Yunxia lowered her brows, the anger in her eyes growing more intense.

After a hearty meal and drinks.

The Lingxiao Emperor and Ling Jiu put their arms around Cao Nie's shoulders, drunkenly saying, "Third Brother, I'm entrusting Third Sister to your care. You must take good care of her, do you hear?"

Cao Nie's face was flushed, reeking of alcohol: "Big Brother, Second Brother, rest assured, I will take care of Lingxi thoroughly, not letting her suffer even a bit of grievance."

Ling Jiu patted Cao Nie's chest and gave him a thumbs up: "Third Brother, Second Brother trusts you."

Cao Nie said, "Thank you for your trust, Second Brother. It's already late, so I'll be taking my leave."

The Lingxiao Emperor and Ling Jiu stood at the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, watching Lingxi help Cao Nie leave.

The two waved goodbye: "Third Brother, come visit often when you have time."

Cao Nie waved back: "Certainly."

After Cao Nie left.

The Lingxiao Emperor and Ling Jiu exchanged glances.

"Second Brother."

"Big Brother."

"Let's keep drinking."

"Keep drinking."

Beside them, Su Yunxia looked at the two and shook her head, they were so drunk.

This scene stunned Luoshen Yin.

How was this Lingxiao Emperor so different from the emperor in her memory?

"Mother, this..."

Su Yunxia smiled gently and explained, "Ling Shuang, you need to get used to it. Actually, your imperial father wasn't an emperor at first. He was a general of the Great Liang Immortal Dynasty, the predecessor of the Lingxiao Immortal Dynasty. For some reasons, he had no choice but to rebel, and unexpectedly, he succeeded in the end, establishing the current Lingxiao Immortal Dynasty."

Luoshen Yin suddenly understood.

She thought, this Lingxiao Emperor didn't look like an emperor at all.

And he even called his son and son-in-law brothers, truly a rare sight.

Su Yunxia looked at the several pots of wine on the table, sighing helplessly, "Of all things to drink, they had to drink Drunken Immortal Brew. Even Asking Dao Realm cultivators don't dare to drink too much, but these three, they each drank a pot."

Luoshen Yin looked at the father and son still drinking inside, pretending to be worried and said, "Mother, should we force them to leave?"

Su Yunxia thought for a moment, then shook her head, "No need. Your imperial father isn't skilled at governing, and his mind has been constantly tense these past years. Let him relax."

Luoshen Yin was still a little worried: "Mother, are you sure?"

Su Yunxia said, "Let's go, it'll be fine tomorrow."

Luoshen Yin and Su Yunxia left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Su Yunxia's voice came from outside the hall: "Take this empress's token and have His Majesty's Imperial Guards come over to personally protect His Majesty's safety. Also, inform the Imperial Advisor to work hard tonight."

"Yes, Empress," an Imperial Guard replied.

The moonlight, like water, shone through the gauze window into the sleeping chambers.

Su Yunxia leaned against the soft couch, a simple gauze dress outlining her graceful figure.

Her fingertips gently caressed the simple gauze dress, her eyes slightly lowered, unable to fall asleep.

As a Po Wang Realm cultivator, she no longer needed sleep; occasional naps were already her habit.

But tonight, her thoughts were in disarray, making it difficult to find peace.

In her mind, the scenes from the day lingered.

"Absurd," Su Yunxia murmured, her fingertips tightening slightly.

The night wind blew, gently swaying the gauze curtains, but it couldn't dispel the inexplicable restlessness in her heart.

The candlelight flickered gently, and the gauze curtains swayed slightly.

Su Yunxia suddenly sensed a fluctuating aura behind her. She turned abruptly, and the person was indeed behind her.

"You, why are you here?" Her pupils constricted slightly, and she nervously clutched her long dress.

Cao Nie's lips curved into a half-smile, his voice low: "Empress, the night is long, and you can't sleep?"

Su Yunxia forced herself to calm down, her voice trembling slightly: "This is the Forbidden Palace. How dare you?"

Her eyes gleamed with coldness under the moonlight.

She had completely underestimated Cao Nie's audacity.

Cao Nie leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against Su Yunxia's ear: "The night is deep, Your Majesty, may you..."

Su Yunxia's chest heaved violently: "Xiao Bei, do you know what crime it is to trespass into the Forbidden Palace?"

"If Your Majesty wishes to punish me, I have no objection," Cao Nie paused, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Tonight's events will likely spread throughout the entire court."

"You!" Su Yunxia glared at Cao Nie: "What about Lingxi? What position do you place her in?"

Perhaps her voice was a little too loud.

From outside the hall came a cautious inquiry from a palace maid: "Your Majesty, would you like some calming incense?"

Su Yunxia forced herself to calm down: "No need."

After the footsteps faded, she glared at Cao Nie: "What exactly do you want?"

Cao Nie's eyes held deep meaning: "I merely wish to alleviate Your Majesty's worries."

Su Yunxia's pupils constricted sharply. After a long moment, she squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Just... this once."

Cao Nie's lips curved upward: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty."

Who knows how much time passed.

Cao Nie tore through space and departed.

Su Yunxia stared blankly at the gradually closing spatial rift.

A look of utter horror flashed in her eyes.

A Gui Xu Realm expert!

How could this be!

When Cao Nie returned to the Princess's residence, Lingxi was still sleeping soundly.

To be absolutely safe, he hadn't held back at the time.

Cao Nie lifted the covers and slipped in, pulling the girl's soft body into his arms.

Lingxi, in her sleep, seemed to sense him, unconsciously burrowing into Cao Nie's embrace and holding his waist tightly.

The third night.

Su Yunxia looked at the dark shadow that suddenly appeared in front of the bed curtains, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms.

The fourth night.

Su Yunxia looked at the appearing Cao Nie, on the verge of going crazy.

The fifth night.

Su Yunxia completely broke down.

The sixth night.

When the familiar figure entered the bed curtains again, Su Yunxia merely turned over.

The seventh night.

She meticulously drew her eyebrows in the bronze mirror, then suddenly saw a figure lifting the curtain and entering in the reflection. She paused slightly, then continued to draw her eyebrows.

The eighth night.

"I'm not late, am I?"

"Just in time."

The ninth night.

"You're late."

"I was delayed on the way for a bit."

The tenth night.

"Will you still come?"

"Do you want me to come?"

The eleventh night.

"You've come?"

"I've come!"

The twelfth night.

"It's still early, why don't you stay a little longer?"

"As you wish!"

The thirteenth night.

Su Yunxia, dressed in a phoenix coronet and robes of rank, looked at the appearing Cao Nie, her eyes unable to hide her smile.

"Do I look good?"

"Beautiful!"

"How beautiful?"

"Even after witnessing the splendor of ten thousand ages, it cannot compare to your momentary glance."

The fourteenth night.

After bathing, Su Yunxia changed into the wedding dress she had treasured for many years.

The phoenix embroidered with gold thread shimmered slightly in the candlelight. She meticulously adjusted the collar in the bronze mirror, her fingertips brushing over the intricate patterns on the cuffs.

"Creak."

She turned abruptly, a smile in her eyes, but upon seeing who had entered... it instantly froze.

"Your Majesty," she curtsied, her expression returning to normal, a flicker of panic in her eyes: "Why have you come?"

The Lingxiao Emperor looked at the resplendent Su Yunxia, momentarily transported back to that night hundreds of years ago.

"I was passing by and saw the lights still on..." His gaze fell upon the mandarin ducks on her collar: "What made you think of wearing this dress?"

Su Yunxia smoothed out non-existent wrinkles on her sleeve: "I was tidying up old things and found it. Thinking of our wedding back then, I put it on to reminisce."

The Lingxiao Emperor slowly stepped forward, taking Su Yunxia's jade hand, a look of reminiscence in his eyes: "In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed. Yunxia, these years... I have wronged you."

"Your Majesty speaks too seriously," Su Yunxia subtly withdrew her jade hand.

This man, who once captivated her heart and soul, was now so repulsive to her.

The Lingxiao Emperor gently embraced Su Yunxia, and seeing her slightly pale complexion, he asked softly, "Yunxia, what's wrong? You don't look very well."