It was now a moonlit night.
The hospital room window was open just a crack. A faint breeze stirred the sheer curtains, casting swaying shadows.
Azure moonlight spilled through the gap where the curtains were lifted.
Only a single night light was on in the room, dimmer than the sliver of moonlight, its faint glow suppressing the turbulent air.
Lin Jianheng was squatting before the hospital bed. Or perhaps, she was kneeling on one knee.
Her head was raised, gazing at her succubus.
Her eyes, steeped in moonlight, were the color of the night.
She knelt there, stunned, not even blinking as the wind blew past.
Only her eyelashes trembled slightly, disturbing the light and shadow in her eyes.
Like a knight.
Before her should be the king she pledged allegiance to. At her side should be a sword, which she would offer up in the next instant, along with herself.
But her king sat frail upon the hospital bed.
Her eyes held no coldness or arrogance, only a peach-colored, watery softness.
Her flushed red hair drifted in fine strands.
The wind was gentle, and the king’s watery eyes were just as tender.
The wind wrinkled the shirt, its cuffs covering her long fingertips, hiding their feverish blush.
The not-quite-intact shirt clung tightly to her skin.
Faintly, it revealed the apricot hue of her skin and the red and black of her tattoos.
As if those colors grew on the shirt itself.
This shirt originally belonged to Lin Jianheng.
But the person before her was a king, so what did it matter if she took one of her shirts? Her entire being belonged to the king, her private treasure.
Lin Jianheng thought, infatuated. If that were the case, she would willingly drown in this moment of night.
Even if the end was to be beheaded by her king.
She tilted her head up slightly, wanting to see her king more clearly.
Wanting to use her spiritual power to record this scene in its entirety.
Her growing spiritual power was released uncontrollably, instantly connecting with Yan Su’s senses.
She heard Lin Jianheng’s racing heartbeat.
An emotion called joy lingered by her ear.
Surging, surging. Like her pulse, her heartbeat.
Their frequencies resonated at this moment, their breaths synchronized, and their emotions grew similar.
At first, Yan Su was puzzled by Lin Jianheng’s action.
Why kneel on one knee? They were not king and knight, much less a guide and her sentinel.
She was not the one giving guidance, nor was Lin Jianheng the one to obey her commands.
They were… pet and master.
Just a lowly, despicable relationship that couldn’t be brought into the light.
Yet Lin Jianheng was willing to kneel before her, as if she were worthy.
Now, however, Yan Su understood.
Looking up allowed for a better view of everything about her.
From the tips of her toes to her neck. From the tattoo on her ankle to the splash of black and red on her waist.
Yan Su was completely captured, bound by Lin Jianheng’s gaze.
Unable to move.
Yet Yan Su was high and Lin Jianheng was low, as if she could do anything for her.
And she, too, seemed able to issue commands, to easily obtain anything she wanted—including Lin Jianheng’s submission.
What should she do?
Yan Su clutched this false sense of choice, her tail trembling nonstop.
This was only the second time since her memories began that she had experienced the pleasure of control.
The last time was ordering Lin Jianheng to mark her on their first night.
Regardless of whether the outcome suited Lin Jianheng’s purpose, Yan Su was thrilled by the feeling of holding the other person in her palm for that one second.
So Yan Su reached out her hand.
Suppressing her heartbeat as much as possible, she let her fingertips emerge from the overly long shirt sleeve.
From the shadows, away into the moonlight, her other arm was illuminated clear and white by the night light.
With her fingertips, she caressed Lin Jianheng’s cheek.
Moving down, she gently lifted her chin.
Helping her complete that stiff upward tilt of her head, so she could see a little more clearly.
It was she who was directing her.
Yet it was the other who controlled her into doing so.
Yan Su exhaled, her overly hot breath turning into a hazy white puff in the cold night.
Like smoke, it leisurely obscured Lin Jianheng’s vision.
…and also brought Yan Su’s scent before her, enveloping her.
The connection at their fingertips, that inch of contact, broke the moment the mist dispersed.
Gravity pulled Lin Jianheng down, but she struggled to look up again, like a child chasing the stars.
Only this time, she was chasing her king.
…Her succubus, her dear sister.
She had permitted her own pursuit.
Lin Jianheng gradually couldn’t hear her own heartbeat, as if she had received a divine oracle.
She could… do anything to the object of her allegiance.
Lin Jianheng suddenly reached out, swiftly yet gently taking Yan Su’s fingertips.
“Yan Su… Sister.” Maintaining her one-kneed kneel, Lin Jianheng brought the hand that had touched her back to her own body.
Yan Su’s hand was naturally very warm. Pressed against her face, it quickly heated the artery in her neck.
Calling her “sister” made it seem as if such a status gap truly existed between them.
Lin Jianheng could only kneel on the ground, could only look up at Yan Su, could only chase with all her might yet never catch the blurry figure.
“Master.” Yan Su finally broke the hazy atmosphere.
She personally stepped down from the bed that served as her throne and stood before Lin Jianheng.
Lin Jianheng blinked, her heart still beating fast, as if that initial puff of white mist from Yan Su still lingered over her heart.
Yan Su took her hand, her grip steady and respectful.
She guided it to grasp the corner of her own clothes.
The king had descended the steps.
She was inviting her knight, her highness, her lover and master.
To unleash herself upon her.
“I beg for your mercy, help me check my body… Master.” Afraid of overstepping, Yan Su finally ended the reluctant role-playing.
Returning to her proper lower position, she continued to gaze up at her gentle and refined master.
Her master must be a lady, with an elegant demeanor.
The kind who would hold a book in a university, sip a cup of tea, and speak with eloquence.
But she was more than that.
At this moment, Lin Jianheng had risen and come to Yan Su’s side.
The two-centimeter height difference seemed presumptuous at this moment.
Completely enveloping Yan Su in her shadow.
She raised her hands from behind.
One by one.
Unbuttoning without hesitation.
The perfect combination of strength and gentleness in Lin Jianheng’s bones was displayed to its fullest at this moment.
Her gentleness was in the unbuttoning motion, light and effortless.
Her forcefulness was in… how she had, after all, stripped away Yan Su’s only protective shell without a word.
Even though it was Yan Su who had voluntarily shed the dignity of civilization.
But that was also what Lin Jianheng had been anticipating.
Don’t forget it was Lin Jianheng who had first sent Yan Su that ambiguous message.
“Sister Yan.” But this person was being mischievous.
Pressing herself completely against Yan Su’s back, holding the shell in place to prevent it from falling, she also leaned in close to Yan Su’s ear.
Again and again, she called her “sister.”
“Sister… Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng was simply overcome with emotion.
In this moment, holding Yan Su, she just wanted to call her Sister Yan, as if doing so could hold her tight.
And Yan Su was indeed in her shadow, pressed seamlessly against her shoulder.
An insignificant tremble betrayed her nervousness.
The succubus’s uncontrollable tail was pressed against Lin Jianheng’s knee, swinging up and down.
Her ears had even perked up.
Lin Jianheng let out a soft laugh.
The tail naughtily tickled Lin Jianheng’s knee.
“Hey, Sister. When did you take my shirt?” Her words were a lighthearted joke.
But they turned Yan Su completely pink.
“I, I didn’t…” Yan Su simply grabbed her own tail.
The shirt slipped completely to her wrists, falling below her.
“Hm?” Lin Jianheng took the shirt, shook it out in front of Yan Su, and smoothed out the wrinkles Yan Su had added.
“Are you saying this isn’t my shirt?” The tag hadn’t even been changed, and a stain Lin Jianheng had accidentally gotten on it two days ago hadn’t been washed out.
“Naughty, Sister.” There was no hint of blame in her voice.
Instead, her smile was… elegant and handsome.
The master’s voice was also very pleasant. Yan Su couldn’t stop her wild thoughts, and her tail slapped against Lin Jianheng’s leg.
Truly very naughty. Stealing the master’s clothes, and then not admitting her crime.
Now, as the master invited her to dance, she couldn’t keep up with her every step.
Yan Su’s mind twisted and turned, and with great difficulty, a bit of shyness emerged.
Her tail was caught by Lin Jianheng.
“Eee~~—!” Yan Su slammed the brakes before she could cry out, turning it into a whistle.
Is, is this her punishment?
A naughty pet should indeed be punished. So the master likes this, to her…
Pulled by Lin Jianheng, the tail could still tremble in her palm.
Ah… I’m really not cute at all, how could I lose my composure like this.
Yan Su covered her mouth, not trying to rescue her poor tail.
Yes, she deserved it, having made so many mistakes first. The master was punishing her by grabbing her tail, why should she run?
This was exactly what she had been hoping for.
“Tell me, okay? I want to know.” Lin Jianheng kneaded the succubus’s tail, discovering for the first time.
This tail was soft.
There was a notch on poor Yan Su’s tail, and new flesh was now slowly growing back.
So it really was a tail made of flesh and blood. The usurper deserved a thousand deaths.
Lin Jianheng was still lost in thought, completely unaware of how intimate she and Yan Su were being at that moment.
Nor did she notice the abnormality of the person in her arms.
“Hm? Okay, okay, Sister, good sister, Sister Yan Su.” She was using the same tactics on Yan Su that she used on Jian Lingxuan.
How could Yan Su… possibly withstand it.
“The, the day before yesterday…” Yan Su was already boiling.
How could someone be so wicked, grabbing a succubus’s most fragile tail and not letting go, even kneading it for fun.
A succubus’s tail is clearly…
“The day before yesterday, at night, sob…” Yan Su held back a sob.
“Because, I wanted to know if it was you. You two, your pheromones are different…”
Lin Jianheng squeezed downwards, catching the bottom of the heart-shaped tip.
The tail, which had just regained its freedom, thrashed about like a fish out of water.
It made Lin Jianheng think of a saying.
A cat and its tail are two different creatures; the tail is uncontrollable.
So her Sister Yan really was a little kitten.
Having to rely on the scent on clothes to identify someone.
“Then if you recognized me so early, why did you still ignore me?” Lin Jianheng was determined to “interrogate” Yan Su to the end.
Yan Su was about to explode.
“Because, because…” The master-pet dynamic forced her to speak, yet she couldn’t think at all.
What she said now was all the truth.
“I was scared.” Yan Su’s voice was choked with sobs as she finally managed to free her tail.
Lin Jianheng didn’t try to catch it again, but instead pinched Yan Su’s ear.
“Afraid I would leave again?” Lin Jianheng thought, My Sister Yan actually likes me this much.
It wasn’t that she gave her the cold shoulder because she didn’t recognize her.
It was just because she was afraid.
She had to give Yan Su the same amount of affection in return.
Yan Su flinched and dodged to the side, frightened by Lin Jianheng’s touch.
So random, without a hint of tenderness.
So this was the master’s true face. All Alphas were just as crude.
Yan Su didn’t know that Lin Jianheng simply hadn’t realized that a succubus’s ears, especially when translucent, were extremely sensitive.
After all, even the flesh had liquefied, leaving only nerve adhesions and blood vessels.
Every touch was as clear as if it were acting on her brain marrow.
“Yes, Master.” Yan Su covered her ears, at least managing not to let her wings out.
Too shameful…
The hearts in Yan Su’s eyes were completely bloodshot, their pupils making one’s heart race.
Paired with her apricot-blossom skin, the red and black tattoos, and the equally pink tail behind her.
Lin Jianheng just thought she was so, so cute.
She was her well-behaved little kitten, and she wanted to give all her best to Yan Su.
“I was afraid your return was only temporary.” Yan Su struggled to regulate her breathing, even using her spiritual power to suppress it.
Fortunately, they had been marking frequently recently, and her gland hadn’t collapsed despite so much stimulation.
However, it was indeed on the verge of erupting.
“I was afraid that if I got close to you, she would come back. I, if I don’t like her, I’m very scared…” Yan Su wouldn’t ask if she was wrong.
If she made the master unhappy, it must be her fault.
She interpreted everything that just happened as punishment.
Yan Su rubbed herself slightly and unexpectedly realized.
Even if it was punishment, she would gladly endure it.
As long as it came from Lin Jianheng, her one and only, best master.
“My poor Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng had no intention of blaming her, even reaching out to pull Yan Su into her arms.
“You must have been terrified.” She gently stroked Yan Su’s hair.
“I’m sorry, Sister. I didn’t have time to tell you the details before. That you were still willing to believe me and approach me under those circumstances, you’re really, really good.” Lin Jianheng hugged Yan Su tightly, resting her head on her shoulder and looking at her from the side.
“I like you so much~”
Every word she said was sincere.
But none of them meant what Yan Su understood them to mean.
Yan Su froze on the spot.
What did Master say?
Like…?
Likes her? Does she really like her?
This was the second time. Could it be that the “like” from last time was also real?
So it was because she liked her that she did… that to her, hugged her, and pinched her tail?
If that’s the case, then she would be very willing…
Yan Su’s face flushed red with shyness. She turned her head to meet Lin Jianheng’s eyes.
The blood in her body suddenly ran cold.
In Lin Jianheng’s almond-shaped eyes, she saw not a single trace of desire.
No ambiguity, no lust.
Only pure joy.
It was like cold water poured over Yan Su’s head.
Leaving her completely petrified, with only her eyelashes fluttering.
“Do you like me a lot too, is that why you’re willing to get close to me?”
Lin Jianheng even leaned in and nuzzled Yan Su’s neck.
The last string in Yan Su’s mind snapped.
She asked! How could she be so direct…
But Lin Jianheng was her master. How could they possibly like each other?
Would someone fall in love with their own pet?
But she couldn’t not answer her master’s question, and she certainly couldn’t say she didn’t like her master.
“I, I li, of, of course I like you, Ma, Master…” Yan Su completely forgot how to speak the common language of the Empire.
Stuttering like a child just learning to speak.
“Thank you.” A wave of warmth spread through Lin Jianheng’s heart.
After everything she’d been through, Succubus Sister was still willing to believe in her and like her.
She was so lucky to have met such an easy-to-win-over demon lord.
At least now, if the “plot point” really arrived, she probably wouldn’t be ground to dust, right?
Lin Jianheng ruffled Yan Su’s hair, ignoring the fact that they were still in the middle of a physical check-up, and pulled Yan Su to sit on the edge of the bed.
Yan Su’s brain had completely shut down. Steam was rising from her head, and her eyes were wide open, unblinking.
“I’ve already destroyed the soul that possessed my body.” Lin Jianheng held Yan Su’s hand, as if wanting to make a promise to her.
Her words flickered in and out, like the moonlight flashing outside the window.
“It was right after she suddenly seized my body that day. I haven’t felt her presence since, nor have I seen her again.”
Even when entering dreams or the spiritual space, Lin Jianheng hadn’t found any traces of anyone other than Yan Su.
“So, Sister Yan, don’t worry.” She guided Yan Su’s hand up to her own temple.
“From now on, I won’t be someone else. She won’t have the chance to bully you again.” She made a solemn promise.
Just like that morning when she learned Yan Su had left and said she was important.
As if she were truly a knight, swearing an oath to her king.
Yan Su stared blankly at Lin Jianheng, her nose tingling.
“Really?” Actually, Yan Su had figured it out long ago.
Before she was hurt again, she wanted to receive as much of Lin Jianheng’s kindness as possible.
In the depths of her heart, she still harbored certain unspeakable feelings.
“Of course, Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng flashed a smile at Yan Su.
“Let’s make a pact. Next time you’re not sure it’s me, just ask me…”
“Who is Lin Xuyi.” Lin Jianheng finally said the name.
It’s a good thing… she was originally from this world.
No matter what, it was impossible to return to her past, to face that pain and destitution.
Here, she could be herself, have ambitions, and reveal her ruthless and decisive side.
She didn’t have to endure pain, and could spill blood freely on the ground.
Only then could she be considered to have finally walked out of her past.
“Lin Xuyi?” Premeditated? Murder? Yan Su’s thoughts were still a bit sluggish.
“Mhm. Just remember the sound. I’ll answer you, he’s my younger brother.”
Xu, the morning sun of early spring, breaking the ice to be reborn. Yi, to fly independently, to bear responsibility.
Just the name alone was a world away from, even opposite to, her own casually chosen two characters, a name that implied being trapped.
She was spinning a cocoon to trap herself; her brother was breaking the ice to be reborn.
The name alone showed how much hope and love the family had for him.
“What’s a younger brother?” As expected, Yan Su didn’t understand.
“It’s okay, it’s right that you don’t understand. That’s a term from my world before I transmigrated. This way, you’ll know that I am me.” There was no Lin Xuyi in this world.
Holding Yan Su, Lin Jianheng suddenly felt a sense of reassurance.
In this strange and vast world, at least one person knew everything about her.
She could also trust her completely, confiding all her secrets, even those small, unspoken frustrations from her original world.
A certain sense of rootless wandering now had a place to rest.
Lin Jianheng looked at Yan Su, as if seeing the final resting place for her soul.
She now had someone she could entrust her back to, someone who wouldn’t betray or hurt her.
“I… remember.” Yan Su wouldn’t disappoint Lin Jianheng, keenly catching the unhappiness in her tone.
“If Master wants to talk about what a ‘younger brother’ is, I will listen.” She was her master’s little kitten; it was only right for her to ease her master’s worries.
“When I’ve completely let it go, I’ll talk about it.” She didn’t want to mention that name right now.
If she hadn’t wanted Yan Su to trust her, Lin Jianheng wouldn’t have chosen a name that felt like digging out her own heart every time she said it.
“Master.” In a rare show of initiative, Yan Su held Lin Jianheng’s hands.
“As long as you need me, I’ll always be here.”
Lin Jianheng turned her head to look at her.
Her eyes were full of seriousness, hiding emotions she couldn’t understand.
Later, she would learn that it was trust, reverence, adoration, favor… all the beautiful feelings in the world that Lin Jianheng had never experienced.
At this moment, Lin Jianheng’s heart also wavered.
“…I still haven’t checked your body.” She couldn’t wait to do something.
She wanted to be good to Yan Su.
Lin Jianheng squeezed Yan Su’s waist.
Lin Jianheng’s examination was very thorough.
Yan Su had been taken away once, and when she returned, she hadn’t been examined, just had a meal.
She was genuinely afraid Yan Su was hiding some injury, as she had come to understand Yan Su’s personality over time—the type to endure silently.
First, her arms. Lin Jianheng took Yan Su’s arm and felt it up and down, curious if a succubus’s anatomy was different from theirs.
She was going to be raising Yan Su for a long time, after all. She had even searched on Q Net but found no results.
It made sense. The succubus race was a tiny fraction of the Empire’s population, and even within the Demon Clan, their numbers weren’t large. They had little presence.
Lin Jianheng had also considered that her search method might be wrong, but her innocent past life meant she had no idea where or how to search for that kind of thing. She had no lewd thoughts in her head, so she gave up.
The lines of Yan Su’s arms were beautiful.
Very smooth, every joint was a pleasure to look at, and her fingers were no less impressive, long and jade-white.
Her nails seemed not to have been trimmed in a long time; they were slightly pointed, like the demons in Lin Jianheng’s perception.
Lin Jianheng found a nail clipper and trimmed them for her very seriously.
Just like trimming the nails of her own pet kitten.
Except Yan Su was much more well-behaved than a cat. She wouldn’t run away, nor would she constantly think about extending her claws.
While Lin Jianheng was clipping, Yan Su remained frozen in the same position for a long time.
This was the first time anyone had ever taken care of her like this.
Noticing things she hadn’t even been aware of, and helping her…
Could it really be ‘like’? Was her own feeling just wrong?
Yan Su really wanted to believe Lin Jianheng’s words.
Like… she had never been liked by anyone before.
Does ‘like’ mean favoritism? What else?
Yan Su didn’t understand, but she instinctively yearned for such a beautiful feeling.
Her tail swayed back and forth because of it, in sync with her heartbeat.
Lin Jianheng finished clipping quickly and took Yan Su to the bathroom to wash her hands properly.
Yan Su lowered her head, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
A few hours ago, she had been standing by a full-length mirror just like this when she accidentally connected to Lin Jianheng’s spiritual space.
Lin Jianheng had looked her all over, and now again…
But she didn’t feel disgusted. Unlike when that disgusting person was around, when even just being held, through clothes, would make her feel sick.
Only her heart continued to race.
Yan Su lowered her head, not daring to see how red she was in the mirror.
The hearts in her eyes hadn’t faded, and her tail was even still pink.
The duration of her arousal this time had exceeded any of Yan Su’s previous experiences; it was unprecedented.
She didn’t know why she could still maintain her sanity and not just open herself up and beg Lin Jianheng to…
But perhaps, she didn’t need to beg.
Lin Jianheng pressed close to her ear, sniffing like a cute puppy.
“Sister Yan, I love your pheromones.” Every time she smelled them, she felt so warm and sweet.
If they could be made into a dessert, it would surely be delicious.
Lin Jianheng hugged Yan Su’s waist. Even though she was two centimeters taller, she rested her head on her shoulder.
Her chin poked a dimple into Yan Su’s beautiful, sharp shoulders, and she squeezed Yan Su’s hand, wanting to interlace their fingers.
Yan Su had no resistance, drowning in Lin Jianheng’s words.
Master likes her pheromones…
Another confession. Yan Su was about to burn up.
In truth, she also really liked Lin Jianheng’s pheromones.
Different from that person’s. Lin Jianheng’s pheromones were fragrant and sweet. They filled her gland without making her uncomfortable.
While Yan Su was still leaning in Lin Jianheng’s arms wagging her tail, Lin Jianheng had already continued her examination.
In front of the mirror.
Yan Su didn’t know why they hadn’t left.
She had to try very hard to avoid seeing her discomposed self in the mirror.
But Lin Jianheng seemed completely unconcerned, pinching her and asking if it hurt.
“No, I’m not hurt…” Yan Su knew her own condition.
Her escape had been quickly thwarted by Lin Jianheng.
Lin Jianheng had given her a hug, not a whip. How could she be hurt?
“That won’t do. I have to take a closer look.” Lin Jianheng insisted.
She had reached the tattooed area.
Yan Su couldn’t describe how much she had reacted in those two minutes.
In short, she had melted into a puddle, drunk in Lin Jianheng’s arms.
She was more relaxed than before, and also more indulgent.
She knew Lin Jianheng would catch her, wouldn’t let her fall to the ground.
So she acted a little willful.
“Did you get the tattoo yourself?” Lin Jianheng touched it.
It felt slightly grainy.
Different from the smooth, delicate skin next to it.
But it also made Lin Jianheng unable to put it down.
She secretly caressed it a few more times, under the guise of an examination.
“No, I’ve had them since my memories began.” The owner of the underground black market was very dissatisfied with these two tattoos and really wanted to have them removed.
But after taking her to have them removed once, the tattoos came back the next day, so he gave up and even beat and cursed her for it.
She was so, so hungry during that time. The underground black market wouldn’t give succubi the bodily fluids they needed to survive; they were lucky to get some spoiled rice.
Until Master came.
Lin Jianheng marked her, alleviating her hunger.
Yan Su developed a deep affection she herself wasn’t aware of, and the way she looked at Lin Jianheng changed slightly again.
“I see. It’s very beautiful.” Even without the tattoos, Yan Su’s body was also beautiful.
Absolutely supermodel-level.
But the tattoos added a soul to her, something that belonged uniquely to her.
Lin Jianheng loved this uniqueness about her.
“Really?” Only after speaking did Yan Su realize she seemed to have questioned her master a few too many times tonight.
She shouldn’t be like this. She was a pet, how could she have so many rebellious thoughts?
Lin Jianheng wasn’t unhappy or impatient, and was still touching that string of unfamiliar flowers.
“It’s really beautiful. The work is so fine, it makes me want to get one too…”
In her past life, she never had the chance. If she got one, no one would see it, and if it was too obvious, she’d lose her job.
Lin Jianheng actually started to consider it. She had money and time now. If she got a tattoo like Yan Su’s, no one would say anything, right?
“It hurts a lot.” Yan Su had only experienced having a tattoo removed, but she still wanted to dissuade her beloved master.
She didn’t want her master to be in pain.
“That’s true. I’m a coward who’s afraid of pain, so never mind.” Lin Jianheng looked down and saw that pink, fluffy patch again.
“So cute…” She couldn’t help but say it out loud.
“Ma, Master…”
Unlike observing with spiritual power, Lin Jianheng was now seeing it for real.
How could Yan Su possibly bear it.
Not to mention Lin Jianheng raised her hand as if to touch it.
“No, no…” But she didn’t dare refuse directly.
Or rather, she didn’t want to.
Yan Su didn’t understand why she subconsciously craved Lin Jianheng’s touch, even…
Maybe it was because Lin Jianheng had already squeezed her tail.
Yan Su hesitated, her lips and teeth trembling, her body covered in sweat.
Lin Jianheng’s hand was already on her.
“Just for a second. I’ll let you touch mine later.”
Those words made Yan Su’s wings pop out.
Lin Jianheng was startled by the sudden appearance of her wings and jumped to the side.
Heavens, her Succubus Sister wasn’t planning to assassinate her just because she was curious about how others felt, was she?
She just saw that Yan Su’s was soft, a little different from her own slightly firm one, and was just curious.
If you don’t like it, then forget it! Lin Jianheng immediately raised her hands to show her innocence.
“I’m sorry…” Yan Su pressed her right wing with her left hand and her left wing with her right, flustered.
“I, I couldn’t control it.” She thought Lin Jianheng was finally willing to bite her.
Yan Su couldn’t bring herself to say she was sweating too much.
She was trying very hard to restrain herself, clenching, afraid of showing any weakness.
“Shy?” Lin Jianheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she wasn’t trying to assassinate her.
“Ah… mhm.” It wasn’t shyness.
Yan Su, sticky with sweat, thought.
She was clearly aroused.
“It’s fine, we’re both girls.” Clearly, Lin Jianheng was still thinking with her past life’s mindset.
In the two or three seconds before Yan Su could react, she had also exposed herself.
Standing in front of Yan Su to compare.
“Here, you can look too. We’re the same, see? Now we’re even.”
Yan Su stared blankly at Lin Jianheng.
From top to bottom.
Her spiritual power recorded it for her.
Three seconds later, she finally couldn’t take it anymore. A trail of blood dripped down, and her whole body fell backward.
“Sister Yan?” Lin Jianheng quickly caught her, pulling her into her arms.
Yan Su’s eyes were already closed, not daring to open.
“Are you okay? Is it too hot?” The room had heating. Only then did Lin Jianheng realize how much Yan Su was sweating.
There was even sweat on her legs, showing just how hot Yan Su was.
“N-no, I’m sorry, Master!” Yan Su kept her eyes squeezed shut, but her spiritual power was sketching the image in her mind.
Yes, Master was right.
They were the same.
Similar lines, similar structure.
But, but, you still can’t just show people…
Especially someone as lowly and wicked as her.
She was just Lin Jianheng’s pet.
“No, no, I should have noticed something was wrong. It must be too hot, right?” Lin Jianheng reached for a tissue, wanting to stop Yan Su’s nosebleed.
Then she remembered she was in a world with advanced medical technology and thought about just carrying Yan Su out for a check-up.
Yan Su just grabbed her arm. “Master, I’m really fine…”
Perhaps… this was a good opportunity.
What if Lin Jianheng really did like her?
What if… Lin Jianheng was just afraid to face the feelings arising from a relationship like theirs?
Lin Jianheng moved closer. The two were almost pressed together.
“You’re having a nosebleed. Sister, it’s my fault, I was wrong. Let me take you to get it checked.” Lin Jianheng’s eyes were filled with nothing but concern.
Yan Su suddenly opened her eyes, meeting Lin Jianheng’s pure almond eyes, a clear amber-tea brown.
Her heart couldn’t stop accelerating.
I really want to… kiss her.
Yan Su opened her mouth. Lin Jianheng thought her voice was too soft and lowered her head.
They were about to touch.
Just a slight tilt of the head.
Yan Su could kiss her favorite master.
Yan Su’s lips trembled. Within a few breaths, her entire body was about to turn blood-red.
“Ki…” I want to, I really want to.
But she was just her master’s pet, how could she…
“Hm?” Lin Jianheng’s voice was too gentle.
It gave Yan Su a delusion.
Maybe she needed to be more proactive.
Just like before.
Maybe it was time for her to give Lin Jianheng an order.
Even though the reins that controlled her were always in Lin Jianheng’s hands.
Yan Su didn’t manage to kiss Lin Jianheng.
She closed her eyes and tried another way.
“Marking… I want Master’s marking.” Yan Su’s voice was extremely faint.
So much so that Lin Jianheng thought she had misheard.
“What?” Lin Jianheng leaned in closer.
The cartilage of her ear successfully met Yan Su’s lips.
A world-shaking kiss, and Yan Su’s voice exploded.
“I beg you to mark me, Master!” The pleading was obvious, but her voice was unusually loud.
Lin Jianheng was a bit dazed, wondering if a lack of marking could cause a succubus to have a nosebleed.
The gland-strengthening exercises Lu Yuanchen had given her for her secondary development popped into her mind.
The first line stood out.
—During the secondary development period, appropriate marking can help the gland grow.
Lin Jianheng’s eyes curved into a smile.
So she just wanted a marking. She thought Yan Su was on the verge of death.
“You don’t have to beg me.” Lin Jianheng looked down and saw that Yan Su’s nosebleed had stopped. Relieved, she used a wet wipe to clean her up.
“Just say it directly. You already call me Master, how could I not give it to you?”
She even added at the end.
“Sister Yan.”
It almost made the blood vessels Yan Su had just managed to patch up burst again.
“Ah, but I just marked you yesterday.” Lin Jianheng tried, but found she didn’t have many pheromones left.
“It seems I don’t have enough pheromones.” She wasn’t sure if this amount was enough to complete a marking.
Could it be that strengthening the gland meant making it repeatedly produce new pheromones?
But how could she get new pheromones?
Lin Jianheng was completely clueless about this.
She had naively thought this wouldn’t be a problem for her.
She had miscalculated. After all, she had a Succubus Sister at home who loved to be marked by her.
“Can I, can I help Master?” Stars gathered in Yan Su’s eyes.
A sparkling emotion, all of it her affection for Lin Jianheng.
The pink hearts were an undisguised desire.
Unfortunately, neither of them understood.
“How can you help?” Right, she might not know, but Yan Su must.
Just like their first marking.
It was Yan Su who had guided her, taught her.
“I’ll handle it.” Yan Su swallowed and moved behind Lin Jianheng.
They had at least found a soft chair to sit on.
Lin Jianheng sat, and Yan Su knelt behind her.
Extremely devout, extremely careful.
As if she were tending to her god.
“I’m sorry, Master, for the offense.” Such an intimate act.
Yan Su was betting that Lin Jianheng wouldn’t do anything to her.
She didn’t know that Lin Jianheng truly didn’t understand what any of this meant.
“It’s fine~ I’ve already done so much to you, of course you can also do to me… Mmph.”
When Yan Su’s hand truly touched her gland, Lin Jianheng quieted down.
It was… an indescribable feeling.
An itch on the back of her neck, yet it also seemed to be in her heart.
It was very comfortable, yet there always seemed to be a layer in between.
Lin Jianheng curled her toes, thinking this was all normal.
The pads of Yan Su’s fingers, freshly trimmed by Lin Jianheng, were soothing as they caressed Lin Jianheng’s gland, massaging it little by little.
Her technique was exquisite, stirring up waves of heat.
Lin Jianheng couldn’t see Yan Su.
But Yan Su had her head lowered, her lips already very close.
She really wanted… to taste her master’s pheromones.
She really wanted to help her master, to make her master happy too.
Sweat was still streaming down her body. It trickled down her legs to her knees, some of it dripping onto the tattoo on her ankle, dirtying the tattoo Lin Jianheng had praised.
But Yan Su had no mind to think about it. When she caught a faint whiff of Lin Jianheng’s pheromones, she couldn’t hold back.
She lowered her head and kissed it.
A jolt went through Lin Jianheng. “Yan, Sister Yan?”
Was this normal? Did Yan Su use her nails?
Weren’t they just trimmed? A kitten’s claws really were sharp.
But this scratching…
Why was it a little… wet?
“Master, I’m helping you with a massage.” Yan Su was still pretending to be proper.
Her voice was already tinged with a sob.
Her whimpering made Lin Jianheng want to turn around and check.
But Yan Su pressed down on her gland and kissed it again, drawing the scent of the pheromones completely into her nose.
Lin Jianheng gripped the sofa.
She knew.
Yan Su wasn’t rubbing, she was… kissing.
Did she want her marking this badly?
Lin Jianheng remembered what she had done to Yan Su’s gland, and the desire in her heart grew deeper and deeper.
“Time to switch methods, Master.” Yan Su’s breathing was rapid now, her voice trembling.
She wasn’t fully conscious, simply hoping Lin Jianheng hadn’t noticed.
But Lin Jianheng had, at some point, fallen silent.
Yan Su lowered her head and kissed her again.
This time, she used her tongue. Licking.
Lin Jianheng remained silent, enduring Yan Su’s transgression.
She couldn’t describe how she felt, only that…
She really wanted to mark Yan Su.
This was the first time in so long.
That she had such a craving to give a marking.
Her Alpha instincts were activated by Yan Su’s stimulation.
Lin Jianheng suddenly turned, grabbing Yan Su’s shoulders.
Meeting Yan Su’s stunned eyes, she pulled her into an embrace.
She ruthlessly pressed her down onto the sofa.
Under the stimulation of the pheromones, under Yan Su’s transgression.
She became a beast that knew only instinct.
Biting down on the omega’s fragile gland.
Coating the poor, shriveled, love-starved gland.
With her own scent.
…
The pheromones were a river in its dry season.
They came out little by little, halting and difficult.
But Lin Jianheng continued for a long time.
Biting Yan Su, not letting go.
Like a cheetah clamping down on its prey’s throat, only releasing when it stopped struggling.
Poor Yan Su was completely restrained.
Yet, she felt a sense of fullness she rarely experienced.
She gripped the sofa tightly, oblivious to the mess.
Begging Lin Jianheng to finish quickly, to release her from this execution.
And also begging Lin Jianheng not to let her go so soon, to properly punish her for her transgression.
The marking only ended when Lin Jianheng’s emotions finally subsided.
She blinked, her thoughts still sluggish.
Yan Su lay motionless in her arms, like a rabbit playing dead.
Afraid of the pain of being eaten alive, she had given up struggling and feeling, awaiting the final moment.
Two minutes later, Lin Jianheng finally reacted, stroking Yan Su’s hair.
She buried her head in her hair, breathing.
“Sister Yan…” Why did she suddenly want to mark her so badly?
Lin Jianheng couldn’t figure it out herself, only knowing that in this moment, she was full, completely satisfied.
Yan Su trembled.
Who could show such tenderness after such violence?
Only her best master.
“Do you want me to bathe with you?” Lin Jianheng stayed buried for a while, her voice traveling up Yan Su’s spine.
Like an electric current, it pricked Yan Su so sharply she almost spread her wings and flew away.
“N-no, no, Master, I, I can do it myself!” Did Master find out I was wet?
“Then do you want to sleep together tonight? We can go home tomorrow.” Lin Jianheng brushed against Yan Su’s wings.
The succubus’s wings were covered in fine down, and felt very smooth.
“When we get back, we can sleep, together…” It wasn’t that the hospital room was inconvenient.
Lin Jianheng’s bed was quite large, definitely big enough for the two of them, and Lin Jianheng liked to hold her.
It was just that, Yan Su was afraid she wouldn’t be able to control herself.
She was just a pet; she couldn’t overstep her bounds.
“Alright. Then I’ll walk you back to your room.” Lin Jianheng finally got up, leaving the succubus she had been stuck to all evening.
She even helped her put on a bathrobe.
Back in her own room, Yan Su turned on the cold water, ignoring the discomfort as she rinsed her tail and wings.
She slowly calmed down, but she still couldn’t understand.
How could someone be so careless at times, teasing her until she lost control, biting her until it hurt.
Yet, afterward, could cover her with a robe and hold her when she was most afraid?
The next day, they completed the discharge procedures.
Lin Jianheng squeezed the recorder Meng Qinyi had given her. In the end, she didn’t tell Jian Lingxuan about it, nor did she open it. She could only take it with her.
She had considered the possibility that it contained a location tracker, but Meng Qinyi already knew where she lived. Even if it located her at home, what could it do?
Meng Qinyi already knew where she lived.
Besides, she really didn’t know what to do with this thing. Hand it over to the Empire? But she was very curious about cases of artificial intelligence rebelling against humans.
And since the Empire had suppressed the news externally, they probably wouldn’t let her see it casually.
She didn’t dare open it randomly either, afraid it might be a bomb.
Lin Jianheng was a little tired. She hadn’t slept well, her dreams filled with Yan Su. When she woke up, she couldn’t remember clearly, only that her gland felt uncomfortable.
Lin Jianheng thought it was because she had given too many markings.
When she was handling the paperwork, she quietly asked Jian Lingxuan.
“Sis, you’re an Alpha too. Do you know what to do when you can’t give a marking?”
Jian Lingxuan’s hand, which was swiping the card, paused.
Yan Su was already in the car and hadn’t participated in their conversation. She was currently in the car silently playing with her fingers, looking at her nails that Lin Jianheng had trimmed so round and beautiful.
Jian Lingxuan looked around and, seeing no one else, lowered her voice.
“How many times did you do it? You’re already out!” She had always thought her sister was the ascetic type! Who knew that after bringing back a succubus, or more accurately, inheriting one, she actually started playing around.
Succubi were truly a menace!
“I didn’t do anything!” She had only given markings!
And only because Yan Su wanted them.
To be precise, last night, she herself had suddenly wanted to, the kind she couldn’t control.
But that was also because Yan Su had been licking and kissing her gland.
Could she be blamed?
Lin Jianheng was defiant, even if she wasn’t entirely in the right. In any case, Jian Lingxuan would never know what happened.
“Don’t play dumb with me. If you didn’t, why would your pheromones be depleted?” She was even lying to her now.
Jian Lingxuan’s eyes widened.
“I, I really didn’t! Oh, Sis, just tell me what to do!” In any case, Jian Lingxuan wouldn’t believe her explanation and would insist she had done it.
For heaven’s sake, she really hadn’t. One, she didn’t know how, and two, she wasn’t a lesbian. How would she even do it?
In the end, how do lesbians even have sex? Toys? Vibrators?
Did raising a succubus mean she had to go searching the world for little toys?
With her search skills, where would she even find them?
“…Just exercise some restraint. Your pheromone level isn’t low, and the amount you can produce each day is considerable. Normally, you shouldn’t be depleted.” The way Jian Lingxuan looked at Lin Jianheng grew stranger and stranger.
Lin Jianheng flinched.
It seemed she really did give her all every time.
She always wanted Yan Su to be satisfied, feeding the succubus until she was overflowing each time.
When she brought Yan Su downstairs just now, she had even snuck a peek.
The back of her neck was black and blue. Needless to say, she had done that last night.
“You don’t give a lot every time, do you? It’s uncomfortable for her if it’s too full.” Jian Lingxuan had a fiancée, and Lu Yuanchen was a high-level Omega. On this matter, Lin Jianheng hadn’t asked the wrong person.
“Ah, really?” Surprise was written all over Lin Jianheng’s face.
“What else? Hiss, doesn’t she tell you it’s uncomfortable? That’s not good. You’re the one doing the biting, you have to pay attention to her feelings at all times.” Even if the other party was just a succubus, her feelings should be respected, right?
The way Jian Lingxuan was looking at Lin Jianheng now was like looking at a scum woman.
“…I thought she was happy.” Lin Jianheng was on the verge of tears.
She herself was happy when she marked, so she thought Yan Su was comfortable too.
“Alright, you’ve really forgotten everything. I’ll send you some materials. Go read them yourself.”
Lin Jianheng looked as if she were facing a great enemy and wanted to refuse.
Under Jian Lingxuan’s “scum woman” gaze, she was forced to agree.
What materials? She wasn’t going to do anything with Yan Su. She was straight.
Besides, besides. Now she knew to ask more.
In the future, she definitely wouldn’t make Yan Su uncomfortable again.
Under her sister’s interrogating gaze, Lin Jianheng quickly fled.
Once in the car, she threw her arms around Yan Su, pressing her into her chest and letting out a breath.
“Sister Yan, we’re going home. Are you happy?” To cover her nervousness, she asked a pointless question.
Fortunately, her Succubus Sister answered every question.
“It’s okay.” Yan Su’s cheeks were slightly red.
Even though they had been intimate many times, and she had received markings repeatedly.
She had consumed so much of Lin Jianheng’s pheromones that her body was almost filled with the scent of orange blossoms, her blood about to flow with the fragrance of caramel-coated walnuts.
Every one of Lin Jianheng’s enthusiastic hugs made her shy.
“I’m very happy. Although the hospital room was nice and they brought us food, only at home are we really together.”
During the hospital stay, they had separate rooms, and Yan Su wouldn’t even sleep with her.
Lin Jianheng found it a pity. Last night, she had really wanted to hold Yan Su while they slept.
Yan Su’s body temperature rose rapidly.
The heat started from where she was being held.
Why is Master so direct…
Could it be that she really likes me?
Lost in these thoughts, they arrived home. Lin Jianheng said she had also bought the apartment next door and would have it renovated in a while, taking her to live somewhere else.
Yan Su had no objections. Anywhere was fine, as long as Master didn’t abandon her.
She was her master’s property; it was only right that she follow her master.
“Where do you want to live? Maybe a villa would be fun too.” Lin Jianheng sorted through the sixteen properties her sister had given her, pulling up a projection to ask the distracted Yan Su.
“Hm? I’ll be wherever Master is.” Yan Su no longer said cold things like her feelings didn’t matter.
She really didn’t have any preference; she would leave it to Lin Jianheng.
The change was happening slowly. Lin Jianheng caught it keenly and was delighted for a moment.
“Oh, you’re so cute!” As expected of her Succubus Sister, even having choice paralysis was cute.
“I like you so much.”
There it was again… Yan Su lowered her eyes, suppressing her emotions, and moved a tiny bit closer to Lin Jianheng.
“But you’re right. We’re good friends, of course we have to live together.” Lin Jianheng threw a wink at her.
Yan Su was slightly stunned.
What were they?
Good friends?
Could that be the reason Lin Jianheng said she liked her?
Would someone say they liked a good friend…?
Yan Su’s mind buzzed. She felt as if she had touched upon the truth.
Yes, compared to the master actually liking her, the idea that the master just saw her as a “good friend”—the kind who mark each other—was much more normal.
There were many such relationships in the Empire. People who didn’t want to confirm a relationship or start a family would comfort each other as friends.
Could it be that to Lin Jianheng, she was that kind of existence? Her comforter? Her plaything?
Lin Jianheng was still hanging on Yan Su.
But Yan Su couldn’t feel the usual warmth.
Just then, Lin Jianheng’s optical computer rang. It was a call from Li Zhaoge.
Lin Jianheng answered it. It was a video call. Li Zhaoge’s figure appeared on the projection.
Lin Jianheng didn’t try to hide it from Yan Su, pulling her to sit on the sofa and listen.
“Xiao Heng, I heard you were discharged? I haven’t had a chance to congratulate you on your recovery.” Li Zhaoge’s voice came through without any distortion.
Looking at her master’s fiancée on the projection, Yan Su’s nails dug into her palm.
She suddenly regretted letting Lin Jianheng trim her nails yesterday.
Now she couldn’t even rely on physical pain to ease her emotions.
Yan Su simply pinched her thigh discreetly.
“Hey, I’m fine, you know that. A little tired at most. If my sister hadn’t forced me to stay, I would have been discharged the day before yesterday.”
Lin Jianheng’s voice reached Yan Su’s mind, but it was somewhat hazy.
Not quite real, as if she were very far away.
But they were sitting so close, Lin Jianheng’s hand right next to hers, close enough to touch at any moment.
“Your sister is very worried about you. But let’s not talk about that, there’s business.” Li Zhaoge definitely hadn’t called Lin Jianheng just to chat.
“The manufacturer of the AI Butler has been analyzed. I’ll send it to you. First, the conclusion.”
Lin Jianheng received the report, opened it, and deliberately placed it in front of Yan Su for them to look at together.
The document contained a detailed description of the AI Butler’s model, its manufacturer, and so on.
Lin Jianheng gave it a quick look. The machine had been produced twenty-five years ago, so it was quite old.
But its functions were indeed very complete, and most of the time it was as considerate as a “person.”
It could even use spiritual power. Lin Jianheng strongly suspected it might actually be a living creature.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t familiar with the Empire and had to wait for Li Zhaoge’s analysis.
“We can determine that this was definitely premeditated. The company that produced and modified this machine went bankrupt ten years ago, and its last owner died in a car accident two years ago. We don’t know their motive for now, but, Xiao Heng.” Li Zhaoge’s expression turned serious.
“You need to be careful of the people who appear around you.” As she said this, Li Zhaoge glanced at Yan Su.
Yan Su’s mouth twitched.
What could a succubus with no memory do? Besides, her feelings for Lin Jianheng were genuine.
But this person, why did she suspect her right from the start?
“After all this, you still can’t tell me my identity?” Lin Jianheng was getting annoyed.
“…It’s not that I can’t.” Li Zhaoge was stunned for a moment, then spoke slowly.
“When I report to my superiors and get approval, I’ll come find you.” There were some things she needed to discuss with Jian Lingxuan and Lu Yuanchen.
Lin Jianheng frowned. That sounded like it wasn’t something simple.
What was she? The current King Jingyuan’s illegitimate daughter?
No, in an all-female society, did things like illegitimate daughters even exist?
“Although the trail has been wiped clean, our people still found an employee who worked at their factory and are still following up. I’ll share any new intelligence with you in real time,” Li Zhaoge concluded.
Lin Jianheng sighed. Right now, the thing she most wanted to know, and also most didn’t want to know, was her own origin.
Someone seemed to be looking for Li Zhaoge on her end. She paused briefly, then looked at Lin Jianheng.
“There’s a new development. Xiao Heng, we tried to restore that AI Butler. It’s awake, but.” Li Zhaoge considered her words and rephrased.
“It specifically requested to see you.”
The AI Butler’s original words were: Where is your Little Highness? Let her come, and I’ll tell the truth.
In fact, Li Zhaoge’s side had also analyzed the AI Butler’s true race and identity.
She concealed this point.
After all, right now, no one knew what Lin Jianheng’s attitude toward the Empire was.
According to Lu Yuanchen, Lin Jianheng had amnesia.
In that case, all their efforts over the past twenty years could have been in vain.
“Doesn’t it have a chip? If it doesn’t want to talk, then forget it. I don’t have time to see it.”
Lin Jianheng was busy being a landlady, working for her sister, and playing the part of a hedonist to show her allegiance to the Empire.
After causing two major incidents, if another one came up, she was afraid the current King would come knocking on her door with a sword.
How would she protect her Succubus Sister then?
She could only tell her to run.
“We’ve checked, and we’ve tried to restore it.” The other party wasn’t a complete AI, and that was the biggest problem.
“But no matter what, we can’t recover the contents of the chip and storage. It’s a complete blank, as clean as if this machine hadn’t used them at all for the past twenty-odd years.” Li Zhaoge’s expression didn’t change.
But her helplessness was audible.
Lin Jianheng frowned.
Was this technologically possible? Did the other party’s team have technology more powerful than the Empire’s best?
This was not good.
“Fine. I’ll come this afternoon.” The sooner she finished, the sooner she could have some private time with Sister Yan Su.
But just then, Yan Su suddenly grabbed Lin Jianheng’s hand, which was resting beside her.
“Master, can, can I go with you?” Her voice was hoarse, with a barely perceptible restraint.
Lin Jianheng didn’t know that Yan Su had pinched herself until she bled just to keep from speaking for so long.
She just couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Lin Jianheng looked at Li Zhaoge.
“Can I bring my Sister Yan? She doesn’t have to see the AI Butler, but this matter does concern her, after all.” Besides, Lin Jianheng really wanted to go with Yan Su.
“…Fine.” Li Zhaoge glanced at Yan Su again.
Yan Su glared back, her eyes full of fire.
“Contact me on the Star Net when you arrive.” Li Zhaoge left that message and hung up.
Just as Lin Jianheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Su squeezed her hand, changing her grip to interlace their fingers.
Lin Jianheng slowly turned her head, a warmth spreading through her palm.
She saw that Yan Su had, from somewhere, produced a…
Collar.
“Master, you must put this on for me.” The collar fell into Lin Jianheng’s palm.
A cool touch replaced the warmth.
Lin Jianheng’s fingertips trembled slightly.
She looked at Yan Su.
Yan Su simply swept her hair aside, revealing her smooth neck.
A swan-like neck, flawless, like jade, like the moon.
But on the back were bruises of red and blue, the masterpieces Lin Jianheng had bitten there over the past few days.
“A succubus with a master must wear a collar personally bestowed by her master when she goes out.” It was an explanation.
And also an invitation.
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