Lu Xingzhou finally kissed her.

Actually, Lu Xingzhou hadn’t intended to “satisfy her” at first; he just wanted to tease her a little, to set things straight.

But the proud Dragon Emperor’s current appearance was simply too alluring. Even with professional training, he couldn’t resist.

Who could resist a humiliated empress?

Xiao Kui gasped and covered her eyes, just like A’nuo, peeking through her fingers to watch Her Majesty being kissed, her hands tied behind her back, shy and enduring humiliation. She looked incredibly meek.

Her Majesty even instinctively wanted to struggle a bit, but then, perhaps remembering something, she held back. She just tilted her head from side to side, trying to avoid him.

However, her head was held firmly, and she was kissed into oblivion.

What kind of scene was this?

Eventually, Her Majesty’s struggles ceased. She became as limp as the wilted, out-of-season flowers in the Imperial Garden, seemingly unable to stand without a man supporting her.

A potent aphrodisiac scent permeated the Imperial Garden. Bees and butterflies danced chaotically around, coupling in pairs.

Xiao Kui felt a bit dizzy. She wondered how A’nuo, leaning on her palm, was watching without any reaction. Was this little chubby child so spiritually strong?

Her Majesty was carried horizontally. Lu Xingzhou strode with her into the Niluan Palace. The palace doors closed, and the show was over.

Xiao Kui, however, imagined even more vividly, wondering how Her Majesty was “this and that” inside.

As she was fantasizing, A’nuo’s face appeared before her.

Xiao Kui felt it blocked her view of the Niluan Palace, so she casually pushed the chubby face aside.

A’nuo: “?”

Xiao Kui realized what she had done and quickly offered her own face with a forced smile: “Hit me, hit me.”

A’nuo felt that if she hit her, Xiao Kui might die: “Forget it. Don’t imagine those baseless things. Shifu and Sister Long definitely aren’t doing that right now.”

“How do you kno…” Xiao Kui paused, then changed her sentence: “Can you really know what I’m thinking?”

A’nuo said: “I need to test it more. You deliberately use your spiritual energy to shield your thoughts and see if I can still peek.”

Deliberately using spiritual energy to shield one’s thoughts would require a divine sense level of application, which Xiao Kui certainly didn’t possess. She activated her demonic energy for protection: “Like this?”

A’nuo said: “Try thinking of something.”

Xiao Kui revealed a smile, like someone seeing an adorable child.

A’nuo: “…You’re thinking that this annoying little child’s face is just as round as yours, so why isn’t she called ‘big-faced’?”

Xiao Kui immediately ran, but A’nuo grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Xiao Kui wailed: “I was wrong, I’ll never badmouth you in my head again, don’t hit me.”

“Who’s hitting you? I want to ask you something.”

Xiao Kui carefully turned her head back. A’nuo showed a brilliant smile: “Sister Xiao Kui, if you sunflowers have children, do you give birth to sunflowers or sunflower seeds?”

Xiao Kui: “?”

She had never considered such a profound question; it indeed seemed to be a question.

Xiao Kui fell into deep thought and, after a long while, said: “It should… it should be a human form, right? Not sure.”

“That’s good.” A’nuo held out a handful of sunflower seeds: “How can you watch a show without eating these, right?”

Xiao Kui burst into tears.

A’nuo cracked sunflower seeds, finding the affairs of yao intriguing. According to A’nuo’s understanding of flowers, a blooming flower was analogous to a human’s “that,” so did that mean Sister Xiao Kui’s face was actually… touching her face was like touching… and to have children, did it involve the face?

Thinking this way, all flower fairies seemed promiscuous.

Ugh, never mind, not suitable for children.

If Sister Xiao Kui gave birth to a pile of sunflower seeds, would she never dare to eat them again in the future? That would be rather dreadful.

Logically, someone like Sister Xiao Kui shouldn’t be able to have children, otherwise it would be too strange. Could it be the unique power of Shengshan that enabled them to have children?

If Shengshan could even solve this problem, why couldn’t it solve the reproduction of the Dragon Clan?

“Sister Xiao Kui…”

Xiao Kui cried and dodged the sunflower seeds in her hand.

A’nuo awkwardly put them away and asked: “Did you gain sentience because you grew on Shengshan? So is Shengshan barren, without any plants?”

“Eh?” Xiao Kui scratched her head.

Shengshan had plants, so why hadn’t other plants transformed?

Could it be because I’m exceptionally gifted?

“Don’t think about it,” A’nuo grumbled, “It’s probably because you’re particularly dense.”

Xiao Kui: “?”

A’nuo stroked her chin. Because she was a pure flower fairy, Long Qinghuang wouldn’t be on guard.

But what if there was a back door?

Did Shengshan know all of Sister Long’s private information?

“Sister Xiao Kui, go gather all the palace maids.”

“Why?”

A’nuo pulled out sunflower seeds.

Xiao Kui ran off in tears.

At this moment, the Niluan Palace had become “niluan” (chaotic/inverted) again.

The originally limp and powerless Long Qinghuang was placed on the bed by Lu Xingzhou, finally securing the dominant position. Her hands, naturally, were no longer restrained and began to ascend the dragon’s crag.

His Majesty, the Demon Emperor, finally experienced what it felt like to be upside down.

It was actually quite comfortable… Why did he react so strongly when she brushed him with a brush? He really didn’t know what was good for him.

Seeing that Long Qinghuang didn’t seem to object, and her apricot eyes were still hazy, Lu Xingzhou’s psychological experience improved.

This wasn’t an old outfit specially changed for him; this was the shimmering golden dragon robe she wore after the morning court, full of dignity.

To have such a dragon robe-clad figure lying beneath him, being kneaded and molded at will, what man’s ego wouldn’t swell?

Lu Xingzhou grew bolder, his hand slowly moving downwards, secretly touching the area similar to Xiao Kui’s face.

This time, however, the stimulation seemed too great. Long Qinghuang jolted back to her senses, grabbed his wrist, and, with a heave, pressed the man back beneath her.

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

He couldn’t win; he had no resistance at all.

How did Ye Tinglan fight with such a tyrannical dragon? Shifu seemed gentle and soft, not that strong…

Long Qinghuang’s eyes still held unwaning desire, her cheeks flushed, and her expression was a faint smile: “Weren’t you so aloof? Your hands and feet aren’t so clean after all.”

Lu Xingzhou struggled, felt he couldn’t, and simply gave up, staying still: “I am fond of Miss Long, and Miss Long knows that. Your Majesty also knows what the name ‘Niluan Palace’ means.”

This was almost openly stating his intention to “tame the dragon,” but Long Qinghuang wasn’t angered.

After all, it had already been said: as long as you have the ability, the Dragon Clan will acknowledge you, even as a mount.

The same applied to him: as long as he had the ability, she would acknowledge his conquest.

Long Qinghuang bit her lower lip and whispered: “I won’t believe it… Your elixir hasn’t been tested either, and its effectiveness is still unknown. I’m also looking for ways. Will it definitely be you who wins?”

Actually, there was another unspoken thought in her heart—even if you can truly solve the problem, I will humble myself just this once. Afterwards, I’ll deny everything. What can you do then? Do you really think emotional tactics can conquer an emperor?

She really didn’t want to say these words during such an intoxicating moment, as it would spoil the atmosphere. Long Qinghuang also didn’t think Lu Xingzhou couldn’t think of this much, so she simply didn’t say it.

Lu Xingzhou merely smiled slightly: “Then let’s both do it. The matter must be resolved in the end.”

Long Qinghuang’s heart softened. She leaned down and kissed his face, whispering: “The imperial court has already decided to establish Honglu Si. Its efficiency will be very high, and a framework should be built tomorrow. Starting tomorrow, you…”

She originally wanted to say “move in,” but then, regretting it, her words changed to: “You can leave the palace and interact with Honglu Si.”

Lu Xingzhou just smiled: “Why don’t I just go and guide their work at Honglu Si?”

Long Qinghuang was also amused: “Then you are certainly qualified, Sheng Longzi.”

Lu Xingzhou: “Huh?”

“Your title, do you like it?”

Lu Xingzhou was silent for a moment, then climbed up the sacred dragon peak from below, expressing his protest with his actions.

Long Qinghuang giggled, melting onto him, and whispered: “I know your heart isn’t here, you wouldn’t care about any title. When your heart is truly here, I will personally bestow upon you the title of King; what is this Viscount title worth? If you truly care, your formal title will be Viscount Danxia County.”

Lu Xingzhou said: “Danxia Shan doesn’t belong to the Yao Clan. You’ve just bestowed the title?”

Long Qinghuang slowly rose from him, stood by the bed, and straightened her clothes: “As long as you are fully committed here, incorporating Danxia Shan into our territory is merely a flick of the wrist. What can Gu Zhanting give you? Shen Tang? As long as Gu Zhanting is around, she is nothing.”

These originally imperious words, combined with the way she smoothed the wrinkles on her chest, completely shattered the authoritative atmosphere. Lu Xingzhou didn’t feel any domineering presence, only cuteness, and couldn’t help but laugh: “Yes, yes, yes.”

Long Qinghuang said: “Don’t mock me, you know it’s truly possible.”

Lu Xingzhou said: “You can’t defeat Master Tinglan, why are you so confident?”

Long Qinghuang’s expression was not very good, but she still admitted Night Tinglan’s power: “I’m only slightly inferior to her. If she truly wants to win against me, it would take a long time, and any interference could change the situation… This isn’t the problem. The problem is Gu Zhanting’s excessive private schemes, and his growing distance from Ye Tinglan. When the human factions are no longer united, they will no longer be my rivals.”

Lu Xingzhou said: “You also have many internal problems.”

“With your help, on the premise that…” Long Qinghuang said half of it then swallowed the rest, as if she felt it was embarrassing to want to show that a good minister chooses his master, but first needed the other’s help. So, for some unknown reason, she directly changed the subject: “What exactly is your relationship with Ye Tinglan!”

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

“Tell me,” Long Qinghuang fiercely grabbed his collar, “Have you… done that with her? That dead woman is delicate and soft, she wouldn’t have this kind of trouble like me, would she?”

The world would never know that the true rivalry between the Demon Emperor and the Holy Lord over a man only began at this moment.

Before this, it had never been serious.

Only when one truly cared would such intense jealousy and alertness arise.

How dared Lu Xingzhou tell the truth at this moment? He could only say: “She is my shifu; she teaches me alchemy.”

Long Qinghuang was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling that if Ye Tinglan’s alchemy was used to solve the Dragon Clan’s problems, this might not be a…

Of course, she couldn’t say that out loud. She just smiled and said: “Then… how about the physical combat techniques I teach you? Are you already on the same level as her?”

Lu Xingzhou thought to himself, “You haven’t sailed a boat on dry land, how can you sit at the same table as her?” Out loud he said: “Didn’t you teach your physical combat techniques to A’nuo?”

Long Qinghuang ignored this self-deceiving remark and leaned close to his ear, whispering softly: “Physical combat techniques, this kind of thing, might require touching and feeling, pointing and guiding, and perhaps even stripping to demonstrate… Wouldn’t that be a little more interesting than her teaching alchemy?”

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

“So, do you want me to teach you?”

“…No.”

Long Qinghuang grew angry, pouting as she turned and walked out the door: “You’re very capable, aren’t you? I told A’nuo not to spread it. We’ll see who can teach you then!”