It turns out, they were the main characters.

Mu Zhian hummed in agreement, brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen across her oval face, and leaned down to kiss her.

Bai Ruoxi's pretty face flushed slightly, but her eyes shone with a sweet light. She turned around and transformed into a phantom, entering the cave.

"How do you feel? You were attached to me just now, so you should have been able to sense his presence, right?" Bai Ruoxi asked softly in her heart as she stepped into the cave.

Gong Lianyue gave a light snort, a faint blush appearing on her cold and beautiful face, but her voice remained indifferent: "I have little interest in romantic relationships, so don't call me out so casually next time."

Bai Ruoxi gave a faint smile but did not reply.

The last time she summoned Gong Lianyue, it was right when Mu Zhian and she were being intimate. At that time, the palace master looked very comfortable.

However, given this woman's personality, she would never admit that she could be pleased by a mere cultivator in the Refining Spirit Realm and subconsciously want to submit to him.

However, it doesn't matter what Gong Lianyue thinks.

After the Sword Palace's secluded cultivation ends and Mu Lang is brought back to the Sword Palace, the Palace Master will experience the same feelings every day as before.

At that time, she will naturally give in... Bai Ruoxi revealed a charming and gentle smile.

……

After watching Bai Ruoxi leave, Mu Zhian stretched lazily and then casually asked, "Sister Mengrou, you didn't peek just now, did you?"

Not far from Mu Zhian, Wei Mengrou, dressed in a yellow dress, leaned against him. Over the yellow dress was a brightly colored silk robe, which billowed open on both sides in the cold wind, revealing her plump, slender, and smooth legs.

Wei Mengrou snorted and said indifferently, "I have no interest in peeping at other people being intimate."

He paused, then added, "But I can at least hear your conversation."

Mu Zhian turned to look at her and smiled, "I wasn't being affectionate with Ruoxi just now."

Wei Mengrou smoothed her wind-blown dress, not even looking at the young master, and said indifferently, "Why are you explaining to me?"

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Are you really going to go to the Sword Palace with her after this?"

Bai Ruoxi clearly had other motives, and someone as intelligent as the young master couldn't possibly not see it.

"It would be fun if she really locked me in a dark room..." Wei Mengrou thought to herself.

On the one hand, she wanted to protect the young master, but on the other hand, she also hoped that her shrewd young master would one day actually make a mistake, that would be interesting.

"I know what Sister Mengrou is thinking."

Mu Zhian turned to look at her and smiled, "I don't believe anyone in this world can outwit me. I naturally know what Ruoxi is thinking, but since Ruoxi insists on taking me to the Sword Palace, it won't hurt to go with her."

Wei Mengrou sneered: "Just don't end up crying and begging me to save you in that dark room."

I am the dignified ruler of the Heavenly Court, and you actually say I would cry and beg you to save me...? How utterly ridiculous.

"Sister Mengrou, come here for a moment." Mu Zhian beckoned to Wei Mengrou with his finger.

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, but still walked closer to the young master and glanced at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

Mu Zhian didn't stand on ceremony. He grabbed Wei Mengrou's slender waist and, under her cold gaze, lowered his head to kiss her cheek, laughing, "If I really get locked up in the dark room... then naturally I'll have to wait for Sister Mengrou to rescue me. Otherwise, even if I'm fine, what will Sister Mengrou do if she gets lonely?"

A blush quickly spread across Wei Mengrou's fair face, and she glared shyly at the frivolous young master.

"This is where Ruoxi used to live, so let's not be affectionate here... Let's go back to the cave first," Wei Mengrou said softly.

Being intimate with the young master in such a place would make one feel an indescribable sense of guilt.

After all, this was the ancestral home that gave birth to Bai Ruoxi.

Mu Zhian hummed in agreement.

Thinking of the transformation skills that the Demon Queen had displayed today, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

I wonder if the Demon Queen sent him to see her tonight because she's planning some kind of cosplay...?

While pondering this matter, Mu Zhian took the hand of the maid and together they entered the hydrangea's grotto.

……

After meditating and cultivating in his room for nearly an hour, Mu Zhian slowly opened his eyes.

The appointed time with the Demon Queen is almost here...

Mu Zhian got out of bed, pushed open the door, and pretended to stretch, while his spiritual sense scanned his surroundings.

Hmm, it looks like Ruoxi and the others are meditating and cultivating...

Mu Zhian left the room on his sword, passed through a quiet path, and soon saw a grand hall in the distance.

dong dong.

"Your Majesty, I have come as agreed." Mu Zhian knocked on the palace door and then spoke.

A brief silence fell over the hall.

After a short while, the woman inside finally hummed in response.

Mu Zhian gently pushed open the palace door, and what came into view was a gorgeous woman dressed in a black robe.

The cinched silk ribbon accentuated her slender waist, and her mysterious pale gold eyes held an inexplicable majesty. The stunning black dress further highlighted her exquisite beauty.

Her full breasts were outlined by the belt that cinched her waist, making them appear round and firm. Beneath the dark black skirt, her plump, snow-white legs were slightly together, and her delicate feet wore a pair of small, embroidered black shoes with gold and silver threads.

He was also holding a piece of chicken leg meat that he had gotten from somewhere.

Sect Leader Sister?!

Mu Zhian was startled.

But they quickly realized what was happening.

No, it's Shi Zixuan... She's playing the role of the sect leader right off the bat. As expected of Her Majesty, she really understands my fantasies.

Suppressing the burning desire within him, Mu Zhian looked up and said gently, "May I come in?"

The Demon Queen raised her eyebrows slightly, her pale golden eyes shimmering like water as she looked at the young man with considerable surprise.

Then, a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

"Come in," she said calmly.

Chapter 422 The Demon Queen's Reputation is Damaged (5K)

Why does His Majesty seem a bit off tonight...?

It's because it transformed into the appearance of the sect leader that it even imitated her usual mannerisms and expressions.

As Mu Zhian entered the hall, he looked at the woman in a black robe in front of the throne and couldn't help but think to himself.

The palace doors behind them closed silently on their own, and the firelight inside the palace lit up without a sound.

Mu Zhian asked, "I wonder what Your Majesty has summoned me here tonight for?"

Regardless, let's test the waters and find out what this woman's intentions are first.

The only thing he was certain of right now was that Shi Zixuan was indeed the third seat of the Heavenly Court, but Mu Zhian knew nothing about her thoughts.

Moreover, the Demon Queen also knows mind-reading... He can't figure her out, but she can see right through him, leaving him completely naked, which puts him in a very passive position.

Mu Zhian dislikes being passive.

Of course, it's fine to be passive when being intimate with others.

Faced with Mu Zhi'an's question, the Demon Queen did not answer. Instead, she smiled and said softly, "What do you think I've come to see you for?"

Why are you passing the problem to me...?

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Since you've summoned me so late at night, it must be something important?"

The Demon Queen smiled brightly: "Could you be more specific?"

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment.

Before the throne, a tall, slender woman in a black dress looked down at the young man, her pale golden eyes reflecting his image.

Noticing the woman's gaze, Mu Zhian quickly came to his senses, chose to give up thinking, and said helplessly, "Since Your Majesty knows how to read minds, why ask me such a question?"

The Demon Queen could know what he was thinking simply by reading his mind, so why was she asking him why?

Moreover, he truly didn't know why the Demon Queen wanted to see him tonight... although when he came, Mu Zhi'an had thought of quite a few NTR scenarios...

The Demon Queen smiled gently and said, "Although I know how to read minds, what you think in your heart is one thing, and what you say out loud is another."

"Humans are often creatures who say one thing and mean another."

That's true. Just like when Mu Zhi'an was with other girls, if Young Master Mu had always said whatever he thought, he probably wouldn't be in the Fox Clan's territory now, but in some 'protagonist's' basement.

Sometimes when you're trying to win a girl over, she doesn't care whether what you're saying is true or not. As long as you've won her over, she'll be happy and overjoyed even if she knows it's a lie.

Young Master Mu understood this principle well.

"Does Your Majesty not intend to revert to your original form?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

The fact that the Demon Queen was chatting with him in this manner always gave him a strange feeling.

The Demon Queen raised an eyebrow slightly and said with a faint smile, "Don't you like how I look right now?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhian couldn't help but secretly observe her a few more times.

The demon queen, now transformed into 'Shang Yanfei', was dressed in a black robe. Her face was charming and stunningly beautiful, her skin as white as snow, and she wore a pair of pearl earrings. Her demeanor was dignified and elegant, exuding a mysterious aura that could irresistibly attract younger boys.

After glancing at it a few times, his eyes involuntarily fell on Shang Yanfei's chest, where the embroidered black collar could not be concealed, revealing a cleavage whose depth was difficult to discern.

Although not as good as Ruoxi and Ye Qingxin, its shape is excellent, and it is just the right amount of fullness and uprightness.

cough cough.

Mu Zhian suddenly coughed twice and said, "Your Majesty misunderstands. My feelings for the Sect Master are more of respect than admiration."

The Demon Queen raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "But your heart tells me: Sect Master Sister has a great figure, and her lips look very soft. I wonder what it would taste like."

"No, I didn't, I didn't." Mu Zhian shook his head and denied it.

He hadn't actually had that thought just now.

"Oh? Then look me in the eye when you speak." The demon queen's calm voice came from before the throne.

Mu Zhian raised his head and met the woman's pale golden eyes. For a moment, his gaze wavered slightly, a feeling of extreme familiarity mixed with utter strangeness washing over him.

This feeling was like a dream he had one day. In the dream, he went to a restaurant. The restaurant was shrouded in a gray mist, and people were coming and going everywhere. Then, for a moment, his eyes met those of a strange girl. At that moment, his heart suddenly started pounding. He was captivated by this girl and wanted to ask her name.

But at that moment, he suddenly woke up from his dream, forgetting everything he had experienced in the dream, only remembering those gentle eyes.