A few tiny changes.
"What?" Orange asked in confusion.
"The Empire has simply changed owners," An Zhen said calmly.
"The Crown Prince has ascended the throne?" So this guy came back to let her go?
"It's not him. It can't be explained in a few words. You just need to know that Xu Tianran is finished, and His Majesty is sleeping in the study next door." An Zhen didn't have any intention of explaining in detail. He stepped forward, grabbed the rope binding Ju Zi's hands, and pulled Ju Zi in front of him.
Orange was a little confused.
Is His Majesty sleeping in the study next door?
She recognizes each individual character, so why can't she understand these characters when they're put together?
And, Xu Tianran is finished? What does that mean?
A complex expression appeared in the girl's eyes. She had no feelings for Xu Tianran, but he was her only way to take revenge.
"I don't believe it." Orange didn't believe this seemingly absurd one-sided story.
"Whatever you want." An Zhen just wanted to do his own thing.
"What do you want to do?" Orange, pulled closer, instinctively activated her spirit power, but her strong will prevented her from doing so, lest she provoke the others and escalate their violence. She didn't know much about An Zhen, but she knew the purple-haired woman behind her. At such close range, she could tear her in two at any moment.
Orange really wanted to rebel.
But she also understood very well that this would only provoke the other party, subject her to more violence, and would be a completely futile effort.
To make a move against An Zhen, who is now very close to her?
She had heard Xu Tianran mention this person before.
A genius, a genius beyond common sense. After Xu Tianran was assassinated and crippled, that was the first time Ju Zi had seen Xu Tianran show such obvious emotional fluctuations.
Judging from her track record, not to mention now, even two years ago, her small support system... The Spirit Master poses no threat whatsoever to the opponent.
"An action that is good for your current situation."
An Zhen plans to do it himself.
"Don't move." An Zhen reached out and cupped Ju Zi's cheeks. Her pink and tender skin felt wonderful to the touch. Looking at the beautiful girl who was tied up in front of him, An Zhen felt a playful urge and said threateningly, "This is my first time doing this. If anything goes wrong, I won't be responsible."
A beautiful young woman is bound to the bed in a very alluring pose, her languid and charming temperament perfectly blended with her shrewd and calm demeanor. Her fully displayed figure ignites a burning desire within, like a carefully prepared gift.
"you--"
Before Ju Zi could speak, a hand covered her mouth. The next second, a massive mental force surged forth, but it did nothing to Ju Zi in front of An Zhen. A supernatural force, not belonging to this world, was unfolding at this moment. Under precise control, a contract resembling a mental imprint was drawn out.
"Hmm."
The orange made a dull thud.
She felt as if something was trying to squeeze into her body.
"If you cooperate properly, there is no risk whatsoever."
An Zhen's voice rang in the girl's ears.
After weighing the pros and cons in her mind, Orange gave up resisting.
She cannot die.
The great revenge for his parents' deaths has not yet been taken.
At least she can't die here now.
"That's right." An Zhen liked intelligent girls.
This is a contract.
However, it is not a master-servant contract.
Rather, it is a contract with a unilateral binding force.
Having accepted the spiritual contract, Orange passively received the feedback from it, her pink lips parting slightly as she softly murmured, "I cannot reveal True Hongchen's relationship with—"
He couldn't utter a complete sentence because he was bound by the contract.
"My relationship with An Zhen." An Zhen added the second half of the sentence.
An Zhen feels mostly sympathy for the current state of oranges.
The current Orange is not the Empress and War Goddess from the original story, but an orphan who lost her parents in the war.
"alright."
An Zhen With a flick of his spirit power, a cold light severed the ropes binding Orange. An Zhen stepped aside to open the bedroom door. "Miss Orange, you can leave now."
Her fair fingers gently massaged the area where her arms had been bound by rope. Orange tilted her pretty face up, a hint of doubt in her eyes. "You're letting me leave like this?"
"Mm." An Zhen nodded gently.
"You can continue your life, and because of what just happened, this matter has had some impact on you. You can apply to Lord Hongchen for some compensation, such as rare metals, guidance from renowned teachers, rare and precious materials, or even a noble title from the Sun Moon Empire. These are all possible, as long as the requests are not too excessive, these applications can be approved."
This is a small compensation.
It was just a little bit of benefit that slipped through his fingers.
He is still very reasonable.
As he spoke, An Zhen placed a cyan jade card next to Ju Zi, "This is a one-time access card for taking the elevator after we go out. You can also use this when you want to apply for compensation later."
Ju Zi's eyes showed even more suspicion.
That's a bit strange.
But the fact that the other party is willing to let her go is a very good situation.
Without hesitation, she picked up the card and, without uttering a word, gently straightened her skirt. With her slender hands, she took out the boots placed by the bed, slipped them on with her white-socked feet, and quickly left.
In this utterly unsafe place, Ju Zi didn't want to stay a second longer. Secondly, she also wanted to know what changes An Zhen had mentioned in Empire. He knew she was Xu Tianran's subordinate and had done such a thing here, yet he wasn't worried at all about her telling Xu Tianran. Either he had no fear of her, or, as he said, something had truly happened to Xu Tianran.
...
"I thought you were going to turn her into a toy, Uncle," An Qiuer said, a look of disappointment on her face. She had spent a long time studying how to tie her up, but it was all for nothing.
An Zhen looked helpless, reached out and gently poked her fair and smooth forehead, and said softly, "Don't overthink it."
Does he look like the kind of lecherous man who would try to take advantage of any pretty girl he sees?
At this moment, Meng Hongchen jogged over with light steps, slammed the door shut, and then excitedly jogged back to the bedroom.
"Brother Zhen!"
Meng Hongchen pressed herself against An Zhen intimately, her alluring figure squeezing An Zhen's arm. Her beautiful, jewel-like blue eyes gazed at An Zhen with deep affection, and her expectant voice rang out: "You've been busy for so long, you must be exhausted. Let's rest quickly."
Sprint!
Sprint!
Meng Hongchen wants to cross the finish line.
She was Xiao Zhen's older brother, whom she had grown up with since childhood; she was his first and the woman who had been with him the longest. But they were only separated for a little over a year, and what should have been her first time was lost.
Waaaaah, that wretched Zhang Lexuan!
The girl glanced at the other two girls in the room, then steeled her resolve. She didn't care anymore; hesitation meant defeat. This time, she would not allow anyone else to surpass her.
"No." A pair of slender, jade-like hands suddenly grabbed An Zhen's other arm wrist, and a clear voice rang out, as if she were guarding her food. An Qiuer's golden eyes looked at Meng Hongchen warily, her long, beautiful legs kneeling on the bed, but her aura was in no way inferior. "Uncle is mine now."
"Didn't you say I was supposed to rest?" An Zhen interjected.
The main concern is that An Qiuer and Meng Hongchen, who don't know each other well yet, might start arguing, which would be a bad start and make it difficult for them to become good friends in the future.
Glaring at An Qiuer, who was trying to steal her man, Meng Hongchen looked at An Zhen with tender eyes. As if she had thought of something, an alluring blush appeared on her fair cheeks. "Of course, Xiao Meng wants Xiao Zhen to rest. Well, anyway, Xiao Zhen can just lie down and enjoy himself."
"Hmm?" An Qiuer, who lacked relevant knowledge, looked puzzled.
"Sister Xiaomeng!" An Zhen was startled by Meng Hongchen's words. No, was she in such a hurry?
"I don't care!"
Meng Hongchen hugged An Zhen even tighter, as if afraid that An Zhen would suddenly disappear at any moment.
Her deep blue eyes gazed at An Zhen, reflecting the face that had haunted Meng Hongchen's dreams in the past. The clear reflection was tinged with a hazy mist. "One and a half years, then another year and a half, and now it's been more than three years."
"Brother Xiaozhen and I made a pinky promise that he would marry Xiaomeng."
Meng Hongchen's voice was slightly choked up, as if he wanted to vent all the longing he had felt over the past few years.
"Then he went to Shrek Academy. In just a year and a half, Xiao Zhen had many girls around him and developed such close relationships with them."
Meng Hongchen recalled the intimate scene she saw during the Soul Fighting Tournament between her brother Xiao Zhen and the girls from the Shrek Academy team. But that was clearly her brother Xiao Zhen, and it should have been her who did those things with him.
"I've been waiting for Brother Xiaozhen all this time. I love Brother Xiaozhen so much. We grew up together. Why can they be as close to you as husband and wife? Why can't Xiaomeng be?"
The girl's voice sounded aggrieved, but there was not a trace of resentment in it.
Little Meng Hongchen rested his head on An Zhen's arm, hugging An Zhen tightly.
An Zhen's expression froze for a moment.
A thousand thoughts flashed through his dark eyes, finally settling into a trace of guilt.
An Zhen turned to look at An Qiuer, gently pushing away An Qiuer's hand that was holding his wrist with his spirit power, and apologetic smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, Qiuer, why don't you go to my World to find Snow Empress and the others first."
"All right."
An Qiuer nodded slightly, somewhat bewildered by Meng Hongchen's sudden outburst of emotion.
She brought An Qiuer's consciousness into the Virtual World, leaving behind the words, "Zi Ji, take good care of Qiuer's body, and also that maid in the study. I'm going out for a bit."
As he spoke, An Zhen picked up Meng Hongchen in a princess carry, went out, locked the door, and walked to another door in the empty corridor.
"Open the door," An Zhen said softly.
The silver-haired girl buried her head in An Zhen's arms. Meng Hongchen remained silent, taking out a jade card with one delicate hand. An Zhen took it, opened the door, and the motion-sensor lights automatically turned on, revealing a spacious hall. The layout of this house was similar to An Zhen's, but the decorations were completely different. The walls were covered with countless photos, even the ceiling.
The vast majority of them are photos of a black-haired boy and a silver-haired girl. Some have an extra person's arm, as if they were cropped from a complete photo, but it's unclear who the person who was cropped out is.
An Zhen glanced at the photos and saw pictures of herself at different ages.
An Zhen closed the door and carried the girl in his arms into the bedroom.
The bedroom also features the same decorating style.
Put Meng Hongchen on the bed.
It wasn't put up.
A pair of delicate arms held An Zhen tightly.
"Don't worry, I won't leave," An Zhen said softly, gently stroking the silver hair of the girl in his arms, just like the boy in the photo next to him comforting a silver-haired girl, just like when they were children.
The girl's tense body gradually relaxed.
"I'm sorry." A sob rang out. Meng Hongchen, who was buried in An Zhen's arms, looked up and revealed a pretty little face full of tears, looking pitiful.
"Brother Zhen, I was too willful just now." The girl held An Zhen's wrist and said softly, as if she was worried that An Zhen would be angry with her because of this.
"No need to apologize." An Zhen looked at the girl with his dark eyes, his lips parted slightly, and his voice trembled with guilt. "Xiao Meng did nothing wrong and doesn't need to apologize. I'm the one who should apologize."
An Zhen gazed at his girl.
What a wonderful girl.
I like him that much.
I love him so much.
Meng Hongchen is a deeply affectionate girl, even somewhat yandere. But she doesn't want to hurt others; it's a deep love where she's willing to sacrifice herself, swallowing all her grievances and always facing him with the best possible mental state.
He had many girlfriends, but Meng Hongchen only had one lover.
"I'm sorry," An Zhen said with utmost sincerity.
He felt so guilty towards that girl.
She was clearly a prodigy, a daughter of the Hongchen Family, whose talent rivaled that of Laughing Hongchen, the greatest genius in the Sun Moon Empire for a millennium. Yet, she was infatuated with a philanderer, and faced with the long wait and her lover's infidelity, she never complained.
Meng Hongchen's expression froze for a moment, then her face lit up with a radiant smile.
The beauty of the world seems to bloom at this moment.
"It's okay." The girl's sincere and cheerful voice rang out, "As long as Brother Zhen likes Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng is super, super happy!"
"Xiao Meng…" An Zhen stared blankly at Meng Hongchen.
Meng Hongchen sat up, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes as if nothing had happened. She tidied her pillow with her delicate hands and looked at An Zhen with concern, "Brother Zhen, you must be tired after helping for so long. Go and rest."
"No." An Zhen shook his head.
The next second, An Zhen pulled Meng Hongchen into her arms, hugged her, and threw her onto the bed, their faces close together. "Sister Xiaomeng is exactly what I need right now."
As he spoke, a pair of large hands rested on the girl's skirt and gently pulled it upwards.
"Is it okay?" Warm, humid air sprayed onto Meng Hongchen's ear.
"Mmm!" Her long, beautiful legs, which were hanging in the air, trembled slightly with excitement. She couldn't wait to kick her brown boots to the ground, and her two white silk feet swayed gently in the air.