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Qingque was so startled by the sudden sound that she almost dropped the panties she had just picked up.

She quickly put her hands behind her back, pressing her entire body against the wardrobe door.

Looking at the Grand Diviner who had appeared behind him at some unknown time, he forced a stiff smile:

"N-nothing! I was just... just helping you organize your wardrobe!"

"Yes, tidying up the wardrobe! Your Excellency, you're usually so busy with official duties, your wardrobe is all dusty. Let me wipe it down for you!"

Qi Ye didn't speak, but tilted her head, a smile that sent chills down Qing Que's spine.

He walked towards her step by step.

Qingque instinctively stepped back, her back slamming into the wardrobe door, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

Qi Ye raised one hand and rested it on the wardrobe beside her ear, leaning forward.

He cast her entirely in his shadow, then reached around her back with his other hand.

He pinched the plain white cotton fabric she had hidden behind her back and slowly pulled it out from between her tightly clenched fingers.

Qingque felt a void, as if her last lifeline had been pulled away, and her shoulders slumped.

Qi Ye straightened up, took a half step back, and spread her panties apart with both hands.

He held it up to his eyes and examined it closely for a long time.

Plain white cotton, edged with a band of pale purple lace.

Simple and elegant, it perfectly matches Fu Xuan's own temperament.

"Not bad, Fu Xuan has quite good taste."

A pure white base with pale purple trim—understated yet luxurious—perfectly complements her face.

Qingque watched as he commented on the Grand Diviner's panties.

He became completely dejected.

That's it, I have absolutely nothing to wear today.

She leaned against the wardrobe door, the space beneath her skirt empty.

Just as she was feeling down, the person in front of her suddenly approached.

Before Qingque could react, her wrist was grabbed by a hand.

She was pulled up from in front of the wardrobe, staggered several steps, and her back hit a soft bed.

She lay face up on the bed, her long hair spread out on the blankets, her hands were pressed down on the bed, and her knees were bent.

Qi Ye held her wrist with one hand and braced himself against her side with the other.

He leaned down to look at her, a smile on his lips that sent chills down her spine.

"Little Sparrow, stealing the Grand Diviner's panties is not a good habit."

Since you're so eager to wear it, I'll help you put it on.

Qingque's face flushed red from the base of her neck to her forehead as she struggled to get up.

"No need, no need, I can do it myself."

"Your Excellency, you are so busy with state affairs, I dare not trouble you with such a trivial matter..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qi Ye had already released her wrist and taken two steps back.

Bend down, grasp her ankle, and gently lift it.

He slipped the fortune teller's panties through one foot and then through the other.

Then the soft touch of the fabric glides up from the ankle, over the knee, and over the thigh.

Finally, it came to a steady stop in its proper place.

The sensation of the elastic band gently snapping against her waist made her gasp.

Qiye casually moved away from under her skirt.

Then he took a half step back, crossed his arms, and examined his masterpiece.

"Not bad, Fu Xuan's panties fit you quite well."

Remember to bring this to me tomorrow, okay? No need to wash it. Remember, I only want this one.

Qingque was still in a daze.

Her ears were bright red, and the feeling of being enveloped by fabric again under her skirt made her feel a little more at ease.

But that sensation kept replaying in her mind.

Her mouth opened and closed several times before she could barely manage to close it; only one thought remained in her mind.

My Lord, please come back soon.

Looking at Qingque's bewildered and red expression, Qi Ye felt as happy as if he had just sold a deluxe light cone gift package.

While admiring his masterpiece, he unconsciously browsed the system repository.

Suddenly, I saw a light cone card lying in the corner.

That was the "armor removal" that was sold to Liuying but returned.

It can make people remove their entire body armor, but the side effect is a 200% increase in sensitivity.

After using it for only a few minutes, Liu Ying cried and asked for a refund. Now, the light cone is quietly gathering dust in his system inventory.

He glanced again at the little sparrow in front of him, which was still in a daze.

She was petite and delicate, wearing a Tabuan uniform.

She didn't need to take off any armor at all.

But teasing her is always fun.

"Little Sparrow, I suddenly remembered that I have a special light cone here."

Qi Ye took out the "Armor Removal" light cone card from his pocket, dangled it between his fingers, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.

"This is called 'Armor Removal,' which allows the wearer to instantly remove all their armor."

The effect is very good, and the side effects are very small.

It's just that my overall sensitivity has increased by 200%.

100,000 credit points, honest and fair to all, young and old.

Should I buy it and take a look?

Qingque looked at the light cone in his hand, then at his face, which was full of a wicked smile, and took a deep breath:

"My Lord, do you see me wearing armor?"

"Can my clothes be used as armor?"

Just as Qi Ye was about to continue his deception.

My phone suddenly vibrated several times in my pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was an urgent report from the Taipusi (a high-ranking official).

The Starry Sky Train entered the port without permission and is now docked at the Starry Sky Hub - Flowing Cloud Ferry.

Miss Tingyun, the ferrywoman of the Tianbo Bureau, is currently making arrangements and leading the way to the Tianbo Bureau headquarters, Sichen Palace.

As Qi Ye looked at the message, the smile on her face slowly faded.

The train arrived so quickly.

Doesn't that mean your own body?

There's also the real Fu Xuan, who's carrying his own body.

He's already arrived in Luofu? Then he needs to go to the port.

"Alright, that's enough for today."

He put the light cone back into his pocket, patted Qingque on the shoulder, and his tone became unusually serious.

"I have something urgent to attend to and must take my leave."

Keep an eye on the Taipusi for me, and don't let anyone find out I'm not here.

Oh, by the way, remember tomorrow's panties should be the same ones you wore today.

Don't try to deny it, I recognize the lace pattern on it.

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, waving his hand behind Qingque's back.

Qingque covered her thigh with one hand.

Pointing to the now empty doorway, he couldn't help but wail:

"Who are you?! Lord Diviner, come back quickly! This guy isn't human!"

She lowered her head, looking at her trembling legs beneath her skirt.

And that one that originally belonged to the Grand Diviner.

Now, however, the plain white panties she was wearing made her bury her face in her knees and let out a muffled wail.