“I haven’t, I’ve never seen one like this. It just ended up this way when I pulled it up…” As Yan Su spoke, a tear truly fell.
Just two clear teardrops, sliding across her fair skin, tracing the soft curve of her cheek before falling from her chin.
Even the collar swayed slightly with her quiet sobs, the rivets glinting before being swallowed by shadow, bringing a momentary swoon.
“I didn’t break it, did I?” she asked, trembling. She was genuinely afraid that in her moment of stubbornness, she had ruined the clothes her master had so carefully chosen for her.
How could she ever compensate her master enough? By letting her mark her, giving her pheromones, or… her body?
Yan Su was actually looking forward to it. Her head felt slightly feverish, and her throat quivered with excitement as she swallowed.
Up, down. A half-swallow, caught in the middle, just above the collar, almost hidden by the humiliating choker, hooking the gaze of anyone who saw it.
And their mood.
Lin Jianheng grew nervous along with Yan Su.
She could, in fact, deeply empathize with Yan Su’s fear.
Back home, she had been the eldest daughter who worried about being beaten or scolded for causing the slightest trouble.
That was why she had to be even better to Yan Su. She hoped that one day, Yan Su could be completely free of such worries.
“How could you? If it could be broken by a couple of tugs, this clothing store might as well close down. It’s just poor quality.” Lin Jianheng placed the blame on the shop.
This was clearly not what Yan Su wanted. So she made a mental note: next time, she could try to secretly damage something Lin Jianheng gave her.
Although she would hate to do it.
But what if the reward was generous?
In the days Yan Su hadn’t even realized, her attitude toward punishment had completely changed.
From disgust and fear, it had transformed into her current state of anticipation, desire, and even the urge to test boundaries just for such a punishment.
To her, punishment was the closest she could get to Lin Jianheng.
Besides being marked, how else could she get Lin Jianheng to touch her with good reason?
So even if it was just punishment, it was wonderful.
“But, but, it’s already loose…” Yan Su even regretted not having torn the hem just now.
If she had torn a small corner, could she have gone home with Lin Jianheng wearing it like this?
They wouldn’t be out for too long; most of the time would be spent in the car.
Would her partially revealed state be attractive to Lin Jianheng?
Would Lin Jianheng secretly watch her? Would she reach out a hand?
Unfortunately, it was too late. Everything faded into fantasy.
The current Yan Su could never bring herself to ruin the clothes Lin Jianheng gave her right in front of her.
That would be trampling all over her master’s sincerity.
Yan Su’s tail swayed uncontrollably. Lin Jianheng thought she was nervous.
“It’s just the style of the dress. It’s okay, Sister Yan. I’ll help you put it on again,” Lin Jianheng said, first loosening the zipper that was digging into her skin.
“Doesn’t it hurt? It’s already red.” Lin Jianheng’s heart ached just looking at it.
She simply hugged Yan Su from behind, wanting to comfort her, but then remembered she should first soothe Yan Su’s injured waist and slowly slid her hands down.
Yan Su tensed up, waiting for Lin Jianheng’s next move.
What… what was she going to do?
Was she going to help her take it off, lifting it from the bottom and leaving her completely exposed? Or would she restrain her, yet still command her to struggle out of this ill-fitting shell on her own?
But then, Lin Jianheng’s lips suddenly pressed against that patch of crimson skin.
A tremor spread out from the point of contact, radiating like an earthquake.
If Yan Su hadn’t been in Lin Jianheng’s arms, she would have collapsed.
“Ma-Master?” What was she doing…
A kiss? It was a kiss, wasn’t it? Her master had given her another kiss.
So she really did like her. They weren’t just friends?
No, that’s not right. Why did she care about that…
Lin Jianheng had originally intended to blow on it, to give Yan Su a “kiss it and make it better.”
Somehow, she ended up kissing it instead.
She didn’t know that Yan Su had specifically chosen the side without tattoos to make the wound more obvious, to evoke a sense of pity from Lin Jianheng.
Then, by carefully controlling the wound’s healing, she could turn it into an ambiguous mark, as if it were a bite left by Lin Jianheng.
That way, the wound would also be a part of the fun.
…Lin Jianheng pulled away after a single kiss.
She was startled by Yan Su’s voice.
“Hey, I just wanted to comfort you. It must hurt so much to get your skin caught in a zipper.”
Lin Jianheng stood up awkwardly, rubbing the skin she had just kissed.
Now, not only that small patch of skin but the entire surrounding area had turned a faint pink.
Could succubi control the color of their skin, or did they turn pink when they were shy?
Lin Jianheng had no idea. She just felt awkward, her heart beating at an unfamiliar pace.
“It is my honor to receive my master’s comfort.” Yan Su didn’t care about such a small amount of pain.
Lin Jianheng’s reactions always exceeded her expectations.
This was clearly dangerous. A good pet should avoid the master’s unknown reactions as much as possible—you never knew if it would be a slap or a kiss.
Yet Yan Su tried again and again, feeling an inexplicable excitement.
“So cute.” Lin Jianheng ruffled Yan Su’s hair again, brushing past the strands by her ear.
Smelling Yan Su’s unique scent, her heart filled with joy.
She seemed to really like Yan Su’s pheromones. What was she to do?
Every time she saw Yan Su, she wanted to hug her and smell her scent.
This time, Yan Su really was on the verge of tears.
Why did her master always like to hold her like this, praise her, and make her so shy that she just wanted…
To be spanked.
She would rather Lin Jianheng bite her, pinch her, just not be so good to her.
“You don’t have to be afraid that I’ll scold you or anything. Even if you did ruin the dress, you’re still my good sister. You just don’t know how, and that’s because of my negligence. From now on, I’ll help you change.”
A wicked thought suddenly sprouted in Lin Jianheng’s mind.
She felt like a mother taking her innocent daughter out on the town, teaching her how to live.
Before Yan Su’s mind could finish its thousand twists and turns and ask what would happen if she did it on purpose, Lin Jianheng spoke.
She pressed against Yan Su’s shoulder, clinging tightly. Her hands circled Yan Su’s neck, and her lips breathed against her ear.
“Call me mommy, and I’ll help you change.” She was about to have a temporary little daughter.
That single sentence exploded in Yan Su’s mind, leaving her completely dazed.
For a moment, she couldn’t react, her mouth moving faster than her brain.
“Mo-Mom?” A strange word, one that all intelligent life forms would instinctively feel close to.
Yan Su had never called anyone that before. To her, with her amnesia, the image of a mother didn’t exist.
But at this moment, it suddenly became clear.
Lin Jianheng, with her youthful and innocent appearance, became the personification of that symbol.
She was like the embodiment of all gentleness, yet possessed a maternal strength—a perfect combination of violence and love.
She could give Yan Su the sweetest milk, and she could also control Yan Su’s life and death.
“…Mommy.” Yan Su’s face flushed red, but this word was exceptionally clear.
“Good girl.” Lin Jianheng caressed her face, just as a real mother would caress her daughter.
Her actions, however… were not so normal.
Lin Jianheng removed the sash from Yan Su’s waist.
The sash wasn’t tied tightly, but it was perfectly held in place by the beautiful lines of Yan Su’s hips.
It was the connection between her waist and lower body, and also a division, visually cinching her waist and accentuating her curves.
Then came the somewhat form-fitting little dress.
Before Yan Su could react, it was peeled off and slid down.
It fell so quickly that by the time Lin Jianheng realized Yan Su was only wearing a single garment underneath, it was too late to feel shy.
Lin Jianheng slowly remembered that in the world she was in, there was only one gender, so there was no need to cover up so-called secondary sexual characteristics.
Just like her, she had also lost the habit of wearing such things on a daily basis.
“Good girl,” Lin Jianheng chuckled, as if mocking, as if unrestrained and carefree.
And yet, it also sounded like genuine praise.
They were once again exposed before the dressing mirror. The long, narrow mirror enveloped them both, reflecting their shy or smiling reactions.
“Help mommy pick it up.” Lin Jianheng slipped into the role naturally, without any other thoughts.
She had role-played with her best friend before, though her friend was her pet, and she was the master.
Her friend had to obey her, and she would beckon her over to buy all sorts of snacks and toys—using her friend’s money, of course.
She couldn’t help it; Lin Jianheng had been poor from start to finish in her previous life. The most valuable thing she owned was her resentment.
Yan Su, however, realized they seemed to be playing a different kind of game.
Now she had to submit, to become Lin Jianheng’s “daughter,” and Lin Jianheng was her best, and strictest, mommy.
The moment that title was used, the meaning immediately changed.
Yan Su slowly knelt, slipping from Lin Jianheng’s embrace.
Lin Jianheng’s body was always warm, as warm as a real mother’s embrace.
Like a womb full of amniotic fluid, it made Yan Su reluctant to leave for a moment.
But she had to obey the command.
This was her “mommy,” after all.
Yan Su slowly adapted to this new role, clutching the small, form-fitting skirt in her hand.
The urge to tear it grew stronger and stronger. Yan Su struggled with her inner self.
She didn’t want to ruin Lin Jianheng’s kind gesture, nor did she want to destroy what Lin Jianheng had given her.
She just wanted…
To tear it, and then put it back on.
She was a succubus; she knew her strengths well.
A tear was a form of eroticism, a bloodless kind of gore.
Lin Jianheng watched with interest as Yan Su knelt on the floor.
Certain thoughts were equally difficult to suppress, pulling at her intensely.
She really wanted to… just step on her like this.
Or beckon with a finger, just as she used to with her best friend, to completely seize the initiative and issue commands.
In the end, her civilized upbringing stopped her. Even if she was “mommy” now, she couldn’t be that cruel, could she?
She just hooked Yan Su’s succubus tail.
She couldn’t help it. Yan Su’s tail was right next to her hand; she only had to move a little closer to grab it.
A soft tail, a cute tail, a warm, heart-shaped tail.
Now it was her daughter’s tail.
The feel of it became even more tempting.
“Mo-Mommy… for you.” Yan Su endured Lin Jianheng’s kneading.
They really were playing…
She never expected Lin Jianheng to have such interests.
But why was she so excited herself? Even with her tail being pinched, the usual shyness didn’t surface.
Yan Su’s heart just beat more and more erratically, and her head grew warmer.
“So good, my little daughter.” Lin Jianheng’s form of address changed each time.
And each time, it gave Yan Su a novel experience.
“Little daughter” carried an extraordinary sense of doting, the kind of favoritism Yan Su craved most.
It made her want to get closer, to get just a little more.
“Come, mommy will teach you.” Lin Jianheng let go of the succubus’s poor tail, but then her hand brushed past Yan Su’s chin.
Like a light scratch, it was gone in an instant.
She had merely grazed her, yet she had taken Yan Su’s only heart with her.
That poor, overworked heart completely stopped when Lin Jianheng’s hand touched her waist.
For a moment, Yan Su lost all five senses, her mind filled with a buzzing sound.
And Lin Jianheng’s voice, over and over.
“My little daughter.”
The form-fitting little skirt was now correctly and successfully on Yan Su.
Now, facing the dressing mirror, her eyes were no longer filled with a peachy pink.
The black skirt accentuated her figure beautifully, yet it wasn’t overly warm in tone. It was just right, revealing a subtle flamboyance amidst its low-key appearance.
And the so-called short skirt was actually of a very normal length.
Yan Su had deliberately folded it so it would sit right at the top of her thighs.
Lin Jianheng was a good “mommy,” helping her put it on neatly.
“This is an off-the-shoulder style. Sister Yan’s shoulders are so beautiful, the lines are so perfect. This dress is just right for you.”
Lin Jianheng was in a cheerful mood just looking at it, and she patted the collar of Yan Su’s dress.
“You don’t need to pull it down any further. This is right.” She even showed Yan Su the standard, truly teaching her.
Yan Su’s tail twitched, almost lifting the skirt.
Lin Jianheng found the opening in the dress for the tail and gave it a gentle tug.
“Ngh…” Yan Su bit her tongue again.
Couldn’t she give her a little warning…
Lin Jianheng was her master, so of course she could pinch her tail, but it was so sudden. How could she bear it…
“The zipper on the side is very convenient, but the tail is a bit troublesome. Next time you want to wear it, you can call me for help.”
As she spoke, Lin Jianheng helped Yan Su zip up the dress.
Then she fastened the belt.
They reversed their earlier actions, and everything was finally done.
Even the role-playing that had made Yan Su’s head spin stopped at that moment.
Yan Su looked at herself in the dressing mirror, her face flushed.
Although she had stood before this kind of mirror twice, her state of mind was different.
But her heart was racing, and she couldn’t control it.
There was nothing Yan Su could do but endure it, treating it as a special test from Lin Jianheng.
She didn’t tell Lin Jianheng about this.
Yan Su was ashamed to be discovered, yet she also hoped Lin Jianheng would come and explore.
What kind of feeling was this…
It wasn’t until she walked out of the dressing room that a breeze slipped past the hem of her skirt.
Gently, the wind dried her.
The coolness was viscous, slowly leaving Yan Su’s body.
Yan Su still hadn’t recovered from their earlier interaction.
She felt as if she had fallen into an illusion, enveloped by the ambiguity named Lin Jianheng.
And just then, Lin Jianheng intertwined their fingers, holding her hand tightly.
Yan Su resignedly closed her eyes and walked out of the mall with Lin Jianheng, into the sunlight.
The sunlight today was also very warm, only slightly less so than an embrace.
Perhaps she would never be able to walk out of this illusion.
In that case, she would pray for it to become an eternal cocoon, completely enveloping her.
“First, let’s find a place to take pictures, then we’ll have dessert, dinner, and go home.”
Lin Jianheng, with her years of experience as a master to her best friend in elementary school, had everything planned out.
Yan Su had no objections, following closely behind Lin Jianheng.
She was wearing beautiful new clothes, and the collar around her neck had become an accessory. No one paid any more attention to her peculiarities.
Her tail hooked and unhooked as she walked close to Lin Jianheng. With every breath, the clothes Lin Jianheng had helped her put on rubbed against her skin, and the collar Lin Jianheng had put on for her brushed against her artery.
Lin Jianheng’s scent still lingered on the clothes.
They walked slowly, and when the wind blew, Yan Su could still smell Lin Jianheng’s unique sweet orange blossom scent.
Only a marked Omega would be so sensitive to their Alpha’s pheromones.
Anyone else probably wouldn’t be able to smell that subtle difference.
The orange blossom scent was exceptionally clear in Yan Su’s vision, almost occupying her entire world.
The little cat walked behind her master, her proud tail held high.
Lost in thought, she sniffed the scent of her master on herself, not looking away for a second.
Her master found a good spot for pictures and pulled her over.
“Sister Yan, bring your face a little closer.” Lin Jianheng opened her phone.
The photography function in the interstellar era was quite different. Lin Jianheng had tried it a few times before and always felt it was similar to a video call.
It seemed to record dynamically and could even be projected later, allowing them to walk into the captured scenery and relive the memory immersively.
All in all, it was quite advanced. After Yan Su had cautiously pressed against Lin Jianheng’s shoulder for five minutes, Lin Jianheng finally got the photo function working.
“Say cheese~” Lin Jianheng didn’t know what people in this world liked to say for pictures.
She just used the method from her original world. Yan Su wouldn’t make fun of her anyway.
They were both her sisters, but Yan Su was so much better than Jian Lingxuan.
Sometimes Lin Jianheng wished Yan Su was her sister, so they could be close without reason and stay together forever.
Blood ties wouldn’t change with the closeness of a relationship or the time spent apart.
…But that was also the most troublesome part.
Fortunately, in this life, in her original world, it was impossible for her to have any more brothers.
“Cheese,” Yan Su said obediently, but there was no smile on her face after she said it.
Lin Jianheng pouted and reached out to pinch Yan Su’s cheeks.
“That’s not right. Is my sister ticklish?” Forcing a smile was no fun.
Lin Jianheng wanted to launch a sneak attack on Yan Su, but she accidentally asked out loud.
She didn’t wait for Yan Su’s answer and simply reached out to tickle her.
Yan Su only felt a wave of heat. It was indeed very ticklish; a succubus’s senses were more acute than any other race in the Empire.
But she couldn’t laugh. All she could give Lin Jianheng was an expression of shyness so intense she wanted to cry.
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop teasing.” Afraid of making Yan Su cry, Lin Jianheng pulled her cold-faced little cat in front of the camera and took a proper picture.
It was a weekday, so the commercial street wasn’t too crowded.
Lin Jianheng finally found a good angle to capture the central fountain. After taking the picture and checking it, she saw a figure in the background.
The AI prompted her that she could edit it out.
Lin Jianheng’s hand hovered over the AI button, but in the end, she didn’t touch it.
Yan Su stood beside her, obediently holding half of the shopping bags.
She had wanted to carry them all, but Lin Jianheng had insisted on taking half.
“…Master.” After just three seconds, both of them looked up, and Yan Su spoke.
“Yeah. You feel it too?” A very unusual spiritual power was coming from nearby.
It was too… obvious, hanging over their heads, oppressing them without question.
The level might not be as high as theirs, but the feeling of their territory being suddenly torn open was unpleasant.
“Let’s go check it out.” Lin Jianheng thought it might be the person from the photo.
Yan Su hesitated. Her survival instincts told her not to meddle in such situations.
But her master was already moving, so Yan Su didn’t stop her, just tightened her grip on her hand.
Lin Jianheng was cautious. She first entered the Star Net to confirm the connection was stable before leading Yan Su closer.
They found the source of the abnormal spiritual power in a flowerbed thick with blossoms.
A girl of about eighteen was crouching among the flowers, her eyes wide with an unnatural stare. She was holding her head, her hair was a mess, and she seemed terrified.
She was muttering something. Reading her lips, it seemed she was asking for help.
“Are you okay?” Lin Jianheng frowned, wondering if she should call the Imperial Guard.
She didn’t know how the Empire’s security forces were divided.
Would it be an overreaction to call the Imperial Guard for something like this?
But as the person looked up at Lin Jianheng’s words, Lin Jianheng froze on the spot.
The person’s face was incredibly familiar, so much so that she had spent several nights secretly missing it after transmigrating.
Lin Jianheng wanted to call out her name, but the name got stuck in her throat.
Her eye color was different!
It seemed she was wearing colored contacts, but due to extreme fear, one of them had fallen out.
She continued to murmur, one eye revealing a glassy purple—the exact color of the Imperial royal family’s eyes.
“Who, who are you? Don’t… don’t take me away, I don’t want to go back! Please…”
There were also scratches on the person, perhaps from branches, or perhaps from special abilities or lasers…
Lin Jianheng couldn’t tell. The corner of her clothes was being clutched by this person who looked so much like her best friend from her past life and was also possibly a member of the Imperial royal family.
“Please, I’m begging you, please… I, I have money, and, and jewelry. I can give you anything, just don’t take me away, no… no, please take me away from here!”
The girl’s expression was one of sheer terror. The state of her spiritual power was very poor, full of negative emotions that were slightly affecting Lin Jianheng and Yan Su.
Yan Su swished her tail impatiently, wanting to swat the person’s hand away.
Who was she to just grab the master’s clothes?
Lin Jianheng didn’t say anything, so she didn’t dare act on her own.
Meanwhile, Lin Jianheng had instantly sunk into her spiritual space, sorting through her emotions and perceptions.
She had returned to the place and time she had originally lived in.
Her best friend shouldn’t exist in this world.
But this face, she couldn’t be mistaken.
It looked too much like the person in her memory. Especially since Lin Jianheng had almost fallen into a nightmare today about her best friend approaching her with ulterior motives.
“Xu Yuantong?” Lin Jianheng couldn’t hold it back any longer and finally called out the name.
The world seemed to freeze for an instant.
Then it resumed in the next second.
The girl’s pupils constricted again, then dilated. Sweat trickled down her temple from her messy hair.
A drop of sweat fell into her eye. She blinked and looked at Lin Jianheng, stunned, wanting to ask how she knew, but not daring to reveal too much.
“No, no, no, it’s not me. I’m not, I’m no one. I, I… can you take me away? I can, I can give you money…”
The girl fumbled in her pocket and pulled out a handful of jewelry.
Gold, rare minerals…
Lin Jianheng’s gaze also fell on her expensive clothes. The luxurious fabric was embroidered with purely handmade flowers, which was considered top-tier luxury in this era where manual labor was more expensive than machines.
“I don’t want your money,” Lin Jianheng decided.
This person could be her best friend from her past life, Xu Yuantong, or she could be a current member of the Imperial royal family.
Lin Jianheng even thought of the current princess of the royal family, who was about to turn eighteen, Her Majesty’s own daughter, Canglin Zhixian.
Lin Jianheng had never seen Canglin Zhixian, but she knew she would definitely have a pair of purple eyes, the greatest symbol of the Imperial royal family.
If it really was this person… Lin Jianheng did have something she was very curious to know.
“Master.” Yan Su could see that Lin Jianheng was softening, and her brow furrowed even tighter.
“I have something I want to ask.” Lin Jianheng patted Yan Su’s hand, then pulled the unidentified girl to her feet.
She tried to use her own spiritual power to counteract the spiritual power the girl was unconsciously leaking.
She had to both conceal this person’s rampant spiritual power and ensure her own didn’t leak out over a wide area and attract the Imperial Guard.
The process was extremely difficult, but it suddenly became easier midway.
Yan Su squeezed her hand.
Although she didn’t know why Lin Jianheng wanted to take that person away, whether it was out of kindness or for some other purpose.
Yan Su decided to help her master.
Even if it meant potentially bringing a great deal of trouble upon herself.
Both of their spiritual power levels were formidable, and they finally neutralized the girl’s unconsciously dissipating spiritual power.
Lin Jianheng grabbed her and headed for a nearby secluded spot. Yan Su followed behind, scouting and helping to supplement her spiritual power.
After some thought, Lin Jianheng took the person into the fitting room.
It was secluded enough, no one would barge in, and there were no cameras.
It wasn’t a good place for talking, but they could also communicate by writing.
Yan Su was quite dissatisfied. But she was just her master’s succubus, and at most, she could only swish her tail impatiently while following Lin Jianheng.
Actually, she could have voiced her thoughts, and Lin Jianheng would have changed her mind for her.
Yan Su just didn’t know that.
“Th-thank you…” The girl didn’t understand what was happening and thought she was safe, rushing to thank Lin Jianheng.
But Lin Jianheng felt that the age the other party displayed didn’t match her appearance. She was clearly not well-intentioned, so why trust her so easily?
Even she hadn’t let her guard down just because of the resemblance to her best friend and the reaction to the name Xu Yuantong.
“Not so fast. I never promised to protect you.” Right now, Lin Jianheng saw no reason not to hand this person over to Li Zhaoge.
The girl sitting on the floor clearly hadn’t expected to have fallen into another trap. She clutched her heart, seeming to be in poor health.
Lin Jianheng then squatted down, pulled up her phone’s projection, and quickly typed out her question.
—Tell me your situation. What are you afraid of? Where are you from?
The girl swallowed, finally realizing something was wrong, and closed her mouth, refusing to say more.
“I, I don’t know either. I just… the specific things you want to know, I couldn’t possibly know. I was just being tortured by them, living a life worse than death! Can you help me?”
If nothing else, she had certainly stolen a lot of money.
If it were her from her past life, she probably would have taken the risk for the money.
After all, you work for money, and money is for living, for escaping, and for distant places.
Taking this strange person’s money would achieve the goals of escaping and reaching a distant place, whether she could live or not was another matter.
If Lin Jianheng wasn’t so rich herself, she might have been tempted.
Yan Su stepped in front of Lin Jianheng, and a wave of spiritual power pushed the person’s hand back. The other party flinched.
Lin Jianheng continued to type.
—If you want to cooperate, you should at least show your value. You won’t even tell me your name, how can we talk about cooperation?
“…Don’t you already know?” The other person’s eyes darted around. Her mind was active, but she didn’t seem to be telling the truth.
“Think I’m easy to fool? I have the contact information for the captain of the Imperial Guard. I think I’ll just leave you.” Lin Jianheng took out her phone as she spoke.
She was observing the other person’s reaction.
If it really was Xu Yuantong, the Xu Yuantong from the same era as her, she wouldn’t find it strange that she had to pick up her phone to make a call.
If not… judging by Yan Su’s reaction.
Yan Su was currently staring at Lin Jianheng, her tail swaying slightly, expressing her confusion.
To make a call, you should pull up a projection or dial directly; the holographic earpiece would bring the sound to your ear. Why pick up the phone?
And that person had no reaction.
She just tried desperately to stop her. “I, I’ll talk. I really don’t know who I am. I might be from the palace… but people keep dragging me into a very dark place, full of ghost-like beings!”
Lin Jianheng didn’t put down her phone.
The other person even had the strength to struggle and get up. “I swear what I’m saying is true! It’s terrifying, I barely managed to escape…”
She was about to say more when Lin Jianheng suddenly grabbed Yan Su and retreated.
Icicles shot up from the ground, violently colliding with the crystal barrier Lin Jianheng had timely raised.
Lin Jianheng’s control over her special ability wasn’t that proficient, but the other party was clearly experienced, a smile on her face, the corners of her mouth almost reaching her ears.
This was definitely not the same person as before, or rather, the other party was indeed putting on an act, and it was aimed at her!
Lin Jianheng rapidly raised layer upon layer of crystal to envelop herself and Yan Su, serving as a shield.
The hardness of her crystal was naturally a notch higher than ice formed from water. It first completely crushed the opponent’s icicles, then advanced aggressively to restrain the opponent’s limbs.
They didn’t speak, nor was there any need for nonsense. For a moment, the entire fitting room was filled with prisms of the same color reflecting cold light, leaping and stabbing at each other.
The person’s movements were more agile, her combat awareness stronger. Lin Jianheng only managed to avoid injury thanks to her crystal cocoon.
Her spiritual power had connected to the Imperial Guard minutes ago. Li Zhaoge and her team should be on their way here now.
Fortunately, Lin Jianheng was obedient. Although she was reckless, she had taken Li Zhaoge’s morning advice to heart and was wary of everyone who approached her.
She had contacted the Imperial Guard secretly and was somewhat reluctant—official involvement meant she would get less intelligence.
However, after the person displayed a naivety inconsistent with her apparent age, Lin Jianheng no longer hesitated.
The next step was to stall this person.
Lin Jianheng swung out a crystal whip, feeling troubled after it missed.
Her and this person’s special abilities were very similar, one could say they were mutually reinforcing and restraining. Moreover, she had too little practical combat experience, and her ability had only just awakened, so she was too rusty.
How could she break this stalemate and deplete this person’s combat strength as much as possible before the Imperial Guard arrived?
A layer of her crystal cocoon had already been shaved off, and she still hadn’t managed to land a hit on the opponent.
The area was only so large—a clothing store. There were even robots trying to approach and help, but they were all disabled by the opponent’s icicles.
The employees who should have been working were nowhere to be seen. The clothing store was already empty, so Lin Jianheng hadn’t paid much attention.
“Sister Yan, protect yourself as much as possible. I might not be able to look after you.” Lin Jianheng had to concentrate fully to deal with the enemy before her.
“I know! Master…” Yan Su really wanted to help.
But she had no special ability, and she was still restraining the person’s spiritual power.
Somehow, that person’s spiritual power was clearly collapsing, yet she was still so full of life, even using her special ability in various ways to attack Lin Jianheng.
It seemed she wanted Lin Jianheng’s life.
This realization completely ignited the succubus’s anger and the fear hidden deep in her heart.
She didn’t want Lin Jianheng to die, she didn’t want anything to happen to Lin Jianheng…
She wanted to help the still “newborn” Lin Jianheng, how could she—
The crystal cocoon had been whittled down to a thin layer that could be shattered by hand!
Lin Jianheng had no time to replenish it and could only float two shields, but the opponent’s attacks were too precise.
Another ice crystal, and it was about to pierce Lin Jianheng’s shoulder. It wasn’t fatal, but it would greatly weaken Lin Jianheng’s combat ability.
Lin Jianheng wasn’t even prepared to dodge; she was going to use the opportunity when the opponent revealed a flaw to deliver an equally fatal blow.
In just a breath, strands of hair shattered in the air, the icicle was close!
A flash of crimson suddenly appeared in Yan Su’s pupils, different from the pink of arousal.
Absolutely… cannot let her harm Lin Jianheng!
In a flash, a red light scraped past the half-meter-long icicle, and a force sufficient to disintegrate everything tore open a chasm as if heaven and earth were collapsing.
Yan Su raised her hand in front of Lin Jianheng and, with one hand, blocked the opponent’s attack.
The figure hiding in the shadows paused noticeably. Lin Jianheng didn’t think about Yan Su’s abnormality and took the opportunity to launch her ability from a distance—
Clusters of crystals burst through the ground, tearing through the floor tiles, yet lightly pierced the purple-eyed girl’s thigh.
Two more crystal swords shot through the air, pinning the person’s clothes to the ground.
At the same time, Lin Jianheng and Yan Su both felt a powerful spiritual power take over their work.
Li Zhaoge had arrived with her people.
Lin Jianheng added one last blow, then relaxed, watching as Li Zhaoge skillfully raised her hand again.
The opponent passed out completely.
Lin Jianheng slid to the ground with a thud, precisely catching the equally exhausted Yan Su.
“Your hand…” She held Yan Su, ignoring the person who had suddenly attacked them, her eyes only on Yan Su’s scraped arm.
It seemed a blood vessel had been hit. Blood was still flowing, pooling and staining the new clothes Yan Su had just changed into.
“I’m fine, Master, but the clothes…” Yan Su wasn’t worried about this injury.
A succubus’s healing ability was already super strong. This wound wasn’t fatal; to her, it just looked scary.
“You’re injured and you’re still thinking about clothes, you really… We can always buy more clothes. Take care of yourself, okay? Sister Yan, my heart aches for you.”
For a moment, Lin Jianheng looked at her and saw her former self.
Only back then, the person sitting here was Xu Yuantong, and the injured one was Lin Jianheng.
So much time had passed, even the world had changed, but Lin Jianheng still remembered what Xu Yuantong had said to her then.
A tone of disappointment, angry at her for not cherishing herself.
Now she was saying the exact same thing to Yan Su.
This wasn’t good.
Lin Jianheng held her a little tighter and looked for tissues in her bag.
She knew best what kind of person wouldn’t care about themselves, only about others.
So she had the least right to be angry.
Yan Su quieted down, slowly sinking into Lin Jianheng’s care.
She watched as Lin Jianheng carefully cleaned her wound, asking the accompanying Imperial Guard members for medical gauze and alcohol.
Yan Su leaned against Lin Jianheng, looking at the crimson hem of her skirt and her arm, which should have been a mess but was now wiped clean.
It really did hurt a little.
Yan Su closed her eyes as Lin Jianheng bandaged the wound, which had already stopped bleeding.
“She really went all out,” an Imperial Guard member commented while cleaning up the scene, looking at the person being taken away.
Li Zhaoge shot her a warning glance.
They didn’t know that the former Lin Jianheng was even more ruthless than she was now.
Towards those who threatened her life, and even more so towards herself.
The current Lin Jianheng seemed quite calm, with a kind of transcendent detachment, as if she had seen through everything and didn’t care much.
She had grown a lot, and because of that, she was even more…
“Captain Li.” After her identity was revealed, Lin Jianheng didn’t even call her Sister Zhaoge anymore.
She still had that succubus in her arms. Li Zhaoge glanced over but didn’t say much.
“I have a question for you.” Lin Jianheng even beckoned her over, seemingly not minding her wariness this morning or her previous deliberate attempts to get close.
Li Zhaoge paused for a moment, then actually came over.
This earned her a glare from Yan Su.
“The Princess?” She only said two words.
Li Zhaoge was silent for a moment, then left without answering.
Lin Jianheng saw her almost imperceptible nod.
So, the “person” who had escaped and attacked them really was the current princess, Canglin Zhixian.
Lin Jianheng just thought of her own previous experience.
Whether the person in that shell was really Canglin Zhixian was still hard to say.
Especially the place “Canglin Zhixian” said she had escaped from.
Dark, ghosts.
It was very similar to her feelings about the usurper.
Lin Jianheng thought that if necessary, she would quite like to take a trip to the royal palace. Not just because of the title “Little Highness.”
“I’ll have someone send you back,” Li Zhaoge said in a business-like tone after inspecting the area.
As if they didn’t have the identity of fiancées in public.
Lin Jianheng raised an eyebrow at her and suddenly took two steps forward.
Lin Jianheng was only 176 cm tall. In front of the Imperial Guard captain, who was over 180 cm, she seemed somewhat petite.
But these two steps suddenly elevated her presence, making Li Zhaoge seem a head shorter.
“Sister Zhaoge.” Lin Jianheng’s eyes curved, her smile definitely not sincere, more like teasing.
Two pairs of pupils constricted simultaneously.
“Do you have a problem with me? Why are you being so distant?”
Li Zhaoge was caught off guard by Lin Jianheng’s sudden closeness.
Yan Su, whose hand was being held by Lin Jianheng, looked like her hair was about to explode into a rose.
But after a moment, a faint smile appeared on Li Zhaoge’s face, filled with a light emotion, a hazy friendliness.
“How could I, Xiao Heng. I’m just too busy. You’ve had a hard day too. Let me personally take you to your sister-in-law for a check-up.”
It was as if she still needed to pretend, but there was a subtle emotion that wasn’t there before.
Lin Jianheng didn’t feel it and took a step back.
Heavens, she had just escaped the double blow from Lu Yuanchen and Jian Lingxuan, why was she going back in?
But Yan Su saw it clearly, and her heart ached even more.
Was Lin Jianheng this enthusiastic with everyone else?
Then what… what was she to Lin Jianheng?
No, that’s not right. Yan Su’s empty hand clenched into a fist, almost reopening the wound that had just healed.
She was just her master’s succubus, her good pet.
She couldn’t be jealous, she couldn’t let her imagination run wild.
She just had to follow her master.
The succubus, with her tail drooping, was led into the car by Lin Jianheng—thankfully, it was the car going home. Lin Jianheng had sternly refused Li Zhaoge’s “kind” invitation.
But Li Zhaoge had also said she would see her tomorrow, probably to talk about her beating up the princess today.
Nobles were really something else, Lin Jianheng thought to herself.
If she were a commoner, after being attacked by the princess and injuring her in return, she would probably have been taken to the Imperial Guard station on the spot.
Yan Su had heard Li Zhaoge’s words. She was upset but could do nothing about it, so she could only focus on the two-person world she finally had.
Her mind started working, and just as she was about to press against Lin Jianheng, they heard a familiar voice.
“Yo, causing trouble again, and your sister has to come and clean up your mess, you little brat.”
“…” Not just Yan Su, Lin Jianheng’s face fell too. She wanted to jump out of the car.
“Dear sister, can you give me some face?” Lin Jianheng’s mouth twitched.
Jian Lingxuan might not even be her blood sister, why was she always picking on her?
“Face? If your fiancée had been a little later, you wouldn’t have had any dignity left.”
When Jian Lingxuan received Li Zhaoge’s message, her heart almost stopped. She had urgently paused her meeting and rushed to the commercial street.
“It’s, it’s not that bad, is it?” Her Sister Yan had suddenly awakened her special ability. With a little more time, she would have definitely been able to handle that person.
Uh, handle her safely, like knocking her out or something. She wouldn’t dare to have murderous thoughts after recognizing the other party was a member of the royal family.
“I called Li Zhaoge,” Lin Jianheng said, her eyes darting around.
She thought that it seemed no one had seen Yan Su awaken her special ability. And Yan Su didn’t seem to want to discuss it with her.
“Mhm, my good sister is in danger, so she calls her fiancée, not her own sister. What a failure. I should just drive this car into a river.” After not seeing her for half a day, Jian Lingxuan’s sarcastic skills had doubled.
Lin Jianheng had a sudden realization. Her sister was jealous because she had called Li Zhaoge instead of her!
“Hey, sister, my dear sister, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. Next time, I’ll definitely notify you both. You’re my best, best sister, love you~” She groveled with practiced ease.
It was clear she had used this trick to coax her best friend many times.
Yan Su felt a sourness she couldn’t describe.
She knew Jian Lingxuan was Lin Jianheng’s biological sister.
Even so, hearing Lin Jianheng call someone else sister, and two people in a row, made Yan Su uncomfortable.
So, “sister” wasn’t exclusive to her.
It’s okay. Yan Su comforted herself again.
At least “master” was something only she could say.
She was still Lin Jianheng’s only pet. That was enough.
“You dare to have a next time?” Jian Lingxuan turned her head, and one look made Lin Jianheng shrink her neck.
“And notify us both?”
“I uh… uh…” Lin Jianheng didn’t know how to explain.
She simply hugged Yan Su and hid under the seat, giving up.
Yan Su was startled by her sudden embrace and ended up with a mouthful of Lin Jianheng’s hair.
It tickled, so Lin Jianheng blew the stray hairs from Yan Su’s face.
A shiver ran through Yan Su, and she suddenly burrowed into Lin Jianheng’s embrace.
“Sister Yan, does it still hurt?” Lin Jianheng didn’t hear Jian Lingxuan’s sarcastic remarks and breathed a sigh of relief, turning her attention to Yan Su.
“…It hurts,” Yan Su said, her eyes downcast.
The wound was almost healed.
She wouldn’t mind cutting it open again.
“Hey, I’m sorry. It’s all because of me that you got hurt.”
In the front seat, Jian Lingxuan listened to her sister’s gentle words to some wild succubus from who knows where and almost wanted to kick them out of the car.
She managed to hold it in. It was only fifteen minutes to Lin Jianheng’s house anyway.
“How could I blame you, Master. It’s my duty to protect you. If there’s a next time, don’t spare me. I heal quickly, you can just use me as a human shield.” This was something only she could do, right?
It must be. She would do it well and not let her good master down.
“How could I do that? You call me master. You’re my succubus, my Sister Yan. How could I not protect you and send you to the front to take a beating?” Lin Jianheng was a little angry, her tone hardening.
At the end, she tickled Yan Su’s waist as punishment. “Don’t say things like that again, I’ll get angry!”
Goosebumps rose on Yan Su’s skin, layer by layer. Her waist was tingling, and her heart felt numb.
She… she was actually happy because of Yan Su’s refusal and anger.
Why?
Yan Su was a little confused, then she was pulled into Lin Jianheng’s arms again.
“Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng’s tone was serious. She stroked her hair, not teasingly, but just to tuck the stray strands behind her ear that were blocking her view.
“I don’t want you to get hurt. You’ll be in pain, and my heart will ache too. We both have to be okay.” It was as if she was making some kind of promise to Yan Su.
Yan Su was slightly stunned and met Lin Jianheng’s amber eyes.
Light shone through the car window, falling on Lin Jianheng’s face.
It lit up her eyes and stung the wound on Yan Su’s arm.
And her heart.
“…I will obey, Master.” Yan Su lowered her head and cautiously burrowed into Lin Jianheng’s embrace. Lin Jianheng hugged her without hesitation.
Yan Su held back the stinging in her nose, the tear stains on the corners of her eyes faint.
It turned out that being injured really did hurt.
“Sis, let me ask you something.” They were almost home. Lin Jianheng returned to her casual self, crossing her legs and sitting improperly.
She was still holding Yan Su’s injured hand, carefully examining the wound.
“Go ahead,” Jian Lingxuan said, too lazy to look at her.
She really didn’t want to watch the lovebirds being all clingy. It was annoying.
“Can you check for me, in the two years my body was occupied, what assets did that ghost touch? And within Jian Corporation, I suspect that AI Butler connected to our internal network and secretly did a lot of things.”
Lin Jianheng finally had a chance to explain in detail to Jian Lingxuan.
“You’re quite concerned about our family, huh. Don’t worry, I started investigating inside Jian Corporation the day you had your accident. I have a few targets now.”
“As for your assets, there’s no need to check.” Jian Lingxuan remembered very clearly.
“She probably spent several million of your money every month.” It was a good thing their assets were substantial. Even with the usurper’s squandering, Lin Jianheng hadn’t become bankrupt.
“…What did she do?!” Lin Jianheng was more agitated than when she learned she was a native of this world.
Damn usurper, using her money!
She and anyone who spent her money were mortal enemies for life!
“Buying houses. You think I have the leisure to buy so many houses?” Jian Lingxuan said with a sneer.
As if she was thinking of some joke.
“I don’t know what she did with those houses either. When she was around, we pretended not to know and dealt with her for a long time without being able to get rid of her.”
So, when she discovered her sister had returned, Jian Lingxuan was more wary than excited.
The opponent was too terrifying. She didn’t know if they had done anything to Lin Jianheng and didn’t dare to act rashly.
Fortunately, Lin Jianheng was fine until today.
She had just lost her memory… The others were on high alert, but Jian Lingxuan felt it was okay.
Her sister’s soul was still intact, and her personality was the same as before. For a sister, that was enough.
“You should deal with these things yourself. Don’t expect me to help you.”
With that, Jian Lingxuan opened the car door, activated the guest-ejection mode, and kicked both Lin Jianheng and Yan Su out.
“…” Lin Jianheng rubbed her butt, vowing that one day she would resist her sister’s tyranny!
“Master…” Yan Su was by Lin Jianheng’s side and had heard their entire conversation. She was a little uneasy.
So Lin Jianheng really was Jian Heng, and her master was the original soul of this body.
“It’s fine. I’m sure I killed that unknown entity. Otherwise, why would the AI Butler be so agitated?”
If she hadn’t succeeded, when she went to see the AI Butler today, it would have been disdainful and playful with her, not giving her any information at all.
Yan Su nodded reluctantly, calmed down, and followed Lin Jianheng upstairs.
Their shopping plans had been disrupted, and Lin Jianheng wasn’t satisfied, so she pulled Yan Su to do some online shopping.
After dinner, she sent Yan Su to wash up.
In her room, of course.
After doing all this, Lin Jianheng stood there for a moment and thought, but didn’t find anything strange.
She liked Yan Su. Yan Su was the person she trusted most in this world, her best friend.
They should go shopping together, eat together, and sleep together.
It was a good thing she hadn’t rushed in to take a bath with Yan Su.
Hey, on second thought, it wasn’t impossible.
Besides, her “good girl” couldn’t put on clothes, so could she take them off?
Did she need her help?
Lin Jianheng suppressed her inexplicably fast heartbeat and took a deep breath at the bathroom door.
Three seconds later, she knocked on the bathroom door.
Yan Su, who was about to take off her clothes, looked up and heard Lin Jianheng’s words.
“Sister Yan, are you okay on your own? Do you need me to help you take off your clothes?”
Yan Su froze, her heart suddenly racing.
Was it coming?
Was Lin Jianheng finally going to do what a master should do?
She put her clothes back on, and then.
She forcefully tore a slit along her thigh.
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