My wife is a reborn big boss

"Choose!" the shadowy figure said.

"I choose your mother!" Wu Qiong punched the dark figure in the face.

Once you defeat your inner demons, everything will be fine!

Bang!

"Holy crap!" Wu Qiong covered his face and flew backward.

Ouch! It fucking hurts!

The shadowy figure that had also been thrown out got up and calmly sat back down in the chair: "I am not a demon."

"Then what are you?" Wu Qiong asked, rubbing his face as he sat back down.

"I am you." The shadowy figure paused deliberately, and seeing that Wu Qiong had no intention of responding, said boredly, "Fine, I am the last line of defense in your heart, and also the last checkpoint of the Heart-Forging Bureau."

"Could it be that my Heart-Forging Technique failed?" Wu Qiongqi asked curiously.

"You've passed, but this is a perk unique to you." The shadowy figure continued, "Many people who pass the Heart Forging Bureau regret it, but unfortunately there's no going back, so they have no choice but to reluctantly go out and upgrade to the Innate Realm. But you're different."

"Because I'm the main character?" Wu Qiong asked.

"No, you are the sister who was killed by the protagonist to prove his path, but you are a gender-swapped version. If the original plot were followed, you would die one day in the future, causing the three protagonists to awaken and thus truly become the person they are meant to become."

That's right, how could they become the final boss of the game expansion if they didn't awaken?

Seeing Wu Qiong staring in disbelief, he comforted him, "But it's alright, the timeline has changed, and future developments will be different."

"..." Wu Qiong tried to hold back, but finally couldn't help himself: "Is it okay to just say it like that? And who exactly are you?!"

[I have a feeling this guy is the mastermind behind everything... Could he be the big boss from the other side? But I don't have the surname Meng.]

"It has no impact. Once the heart-forging is successful, they will forget everything here," the shadowy figure said. "Therefore, none of those who are about to undergo heart-forging will know what they are about to face, because they have no predecessors' experience to refer to."

"Since I'll forget about it anyway, I'll ask one last question," Wu Qiong said solemnly, "Who will I end up with?"

"...Since you'll forget, why bother asking?"

"Because someone will not forget."

"Well, I don't know either." The shadowy figure shrugged. "That's your choice."

He impatiently stopped Wu Qiong, who wanted to continue asking questions, and spread his hands: "Stop comparing, hurry up and choose."

"I've made up my mind." Wu Qiong closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened them and took both pills. "I'm going to take them back with me, and then we'll get married in the oil-rich country!"

That's right, the illusion of the Mind-Building Game gave him inspiration. Whether it's going home or the girl, he wants it all!

"..." The shadowy figure was defeated by his shamelessness and kicked him in the butt:

"Get lost!"

.........

Wu Qiong woke up again...

Hmm, this time it's finally an unfamiliar ceiling... Wait a minute!

His eyes darted around; this was ancient times!

Could it be that...?

Does this mean he's finally back?

He took a deep breath. Ah! What sweet air! It's the scent of Muda!

The air quality in China is definitely better; the moon in China is always rounder!

"Awake?" A warm breath touched his ear.

"..." He knew it! What sweet air? It was Bai Xuanji's body fragrance!

Now it's clear where this is. That's right, this is the Empress's palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"Guess... whether I'm dressed or not?" Her Majesty the Queen's languid voice came from beside me.

Wu Qiong swallowed hard: "Guess if I'll guess or not?"

"..." Her Majesty the Empress sneered, "Can't move but still jumping around like this? Perhaps I should admire your courage."

"..." Wu Qiong tried it and found that he really couldn't even turn his head. He was now paralyzed in bed and slapped.

So he tried to flirt with death: "Look how pitiful I am, could you grant me one request?"

"Go ahead and say it." Her Majesty the Empress blushed slightly, her thoughts wandering: "If it's not too outrageous... I can grant your wish."

"Could you refer to yourself as '朕' (Zhen, the imperial censor) when you speak from now on?" Wu Qiong asked somewhat awkwardly.

"...Why?" The Empress's voice was flat; she was very disappointed with Wu Qiong's request.

"Ahem, you're lying next to me now, and when I think of you as the Empress of the Great Zhou... how should I put it... although it's a bit lewd, but... hehe... I... am actually a little excited..." Wu Qiong's face turned red, and he was a little shy about expressing his feelings.

"Oh? You prefer my identity to my body?" Bai Xuanji was somewhat annoyed, but still subconsciously went along with him.

"Oh! That's the feeling!" said the person covered by Wu Qiong's blanket.

The Empress, who was in the same bed with him, sat up and looked down at Wu Qiong's face with a half-smile.

"Well, well, this is due to force majeure." Wu Qiong said somewhat awkwardly.

Even though my whole body is paralyzed, why is there still a reaction in that area?

Her Majesty the Empress slowly lowered her right hand, grasping his vitals firmly: "It seems you prefer to be passive."

"Hiss—" Wu Qiong gasped, "When did you become so bold?"

I knew that I would blush, my heart would race, and I would be completely flustered if I kissed her before.

"Hmm..." Bai Xuanji pondered for a moment, her hand still stiff and motionless, though it was clenched there.

She was actually extremely nervous.

"Because you can't move, my poor Ah Qiong." Her Majesty the Empress's face slowly drew closer, until their noses were almost touching: "I like the feeling of having everything under control."

That's right, Wu Qiong was indeed being held in her hand at this moment...

Although she was nervous, since she had almost missed seeing Wu Qiong again, she decided not to hide her true feelings anymore.

Her Majesty the Empress suppressed her shyness and asked in a seductive voice, "Guess... what I'm thinking right now?"

That's right, she really wanted to sleep with Wu Qiong! She really wanted to!

"For...for evil deeds?" Wu Qiong asked in a trembling voice.

"No." Bai Xuanji shook her head, her smile wicked: "It's 'do whatever you want, do whatever you want, do whatever you want...'"

That's right, all she could think about right now was Wu Qiong, Wu Qiong, Wu Qiong. She almost lost him. Her Majesty the Empress just wanted to stay by his side. Or rather, from the moment he fell into a coma, she hadn't left his side at all. Changing his clothes, changing his medicine, wiping his body, she stayed by his side for every single moment of the day. What did the Great Zhou Dynasty matter? What did the empire matter? She didn't care about any of it!

What was her purpose in scheming for so many years to become empress? Wasn't it simply to be with him?

Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she whispered, "If you can resist, then resist me and see..."

Then, she lowered her head and kissed his lips.

"Mmm..." He opened his eyes wide, at a loss, and gradually... gradually became intoxicated by her gentle lips... and thus fell into depravity.