The look he gave me just now, it was transfixed.
Although Sheng Muxue did not have much spiritual power, it did not mean his sense of smell was not sharp.
Before, it was fine, but now that he had become a fox, his instincts made him extremely sensitive to scents.
Especially at this moment, the pervasive fragrance of gold plums in the courtyard was being masked by the scent of another person.
This meant that there was someone else currently standing in the courtyard.
However, the courtyard appeared empty.
It certainly was not Yun Zheng, as Yun Zheng’s scent was not like this.
It could not be the attendants either, because dead people have no scent.
The only possibility was that someone other than Yun Zheng was standing in the courtyard using an invisibility spell, spying on him.
That scent was closest to the window.
Although he knew someone was spying, Sheng Muxue did not say a word and continued gnawing on his sweet and sour pork ribs.
The ribs were quite sweet, but Sheng Muxue just found them delicious.
After finishing a new piece, Sheng Muxue grabbed the bone he had just gnawed and flung it toward the window.
Si Chen had been watching intently, never expecting Sheng Muxue to launch a hidden weapon so suddenly.
But he only tilted his body slightly to dodge the hidden weapon.
Assuming it had not hit him, Sheng Muxue was not discouraged. He gathered all the bones he had gnawed earlier into his hand and threw them one by one at the window in rapid succession.
Si Chen dodged them one by one, unhurriedly.
He thought to himself: You think you can hit me with this? Do you take me for a three-year-old?
As a result, the very next moment, with a clack, his forehead was hit squarely by a bone.
Si Chen instinctively covered the spot where he had been hit. When he looked up again, he discovered that Sheng Muxue was, somehow, already sitting on the windowsill less than an inch away from him.
“Daring to spy on a divine consort who has yet to be wed. Does this immortal lord think his life is too long?”
Sheng Muxue leaned against the side window, his soft fox ears twitching. His fingertips were still stained with sweet and sour sauce, shimmering with an amber glow in the moonlight.
His raven-black hair cascaded over his lapels like a waterfall, the tips ruffled by the night breeze. His long, narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, his golden pupils condensing into vertical slits in the darkness, like honey-coated blades.
He did not search for where Si Chen was hiding his form; instead, he lowered his eyes slightly, a cunning arc playing on the corners of his lips.
Without a care for who might be watching, he brushed the sauce from the corner of his lips with a fingertip, then slid the second joint of his index finger into his mouth. His tongue swiped over his fingertip, and his Adam’s apple bobbed lightly as he swallowed.
The knuckles, half-hidden between his teeth, and even the crescent-white at the edges of his nails, radiated a languid sexiness.
The dampened skin glistened in the moonlight, instantly infusing the surrounding air with a bewitching temperature.
Sheng Muxue’s finger-licking motion was extremely alluring. Coupled with that evil, stunningly beautiful face, it made Si Chen lose control, suddenly having a reaction he should not have.
This fox spirit!
Seeing he could no longer hide, Si Chen simply dispelled his invisibility spell and appeared.
The moment he appeared, Sheng Muxue lightly tapped his arm with his hand, leaving brown sauce-stained scratch marks on his white clothes.
If anyone else dared to touch him with such dirty hands, Si Chen would have attacked them long ago. But since it was the divine consort, he swallowed his temper and turned to leave without looking back.
However, Sheng Muxue’s exceptionally lazy voice drifted from behind him: “Since the immortal lord has watched for so long, you should at least pay a viewing fee before leaving, shouldn’t you?”
Si Chen pretended not to hear, his strides growing wider and faster, as if he were fleeing a disaster.
He did not stop until Sheng Muxue added, “Aren’t you afraid I will go complain to Yun Zheng?”
Pausing in his tracks, Si Chen turned back toward Sheng Muxue, his eyes chilled. “You would do well to show more respect to the Venerable One. How dare you address him by his name?”
Sheng Muxue had expected him to beg not to be reported, but he had not expected the man to care about this instead.
It seems he has the potential to be a loyal dog.
Sheng Muxue waved at him, smiling as he made an “OK” gesture. His fair, jade-like fingers were still coated in sticky sauce.
At this moment, Si Chen only felt that this fox spirit was not only foolish but also bizarre.
Yet, his heart was beating uncontrollably fast; it had been like this since just a moment ago.
He must have cast some charm on me!
Is this the same trick he used on Yun Zheng?
No wonder.
Si Chen warned Sheng Muxue, “Using such petty tricks to win the Venerable One’s heart is nothing but the despicable behavior of a low-class demon. Even if you become the divine consort, you are unworthy of the Venerable One.”
After saying this, he did not give Sheng Muxue a chance to retort and left for real this time, never looking back.
However, Sheng Muxue also had no intention of retorting.
He continued leaning against the side window, licking his fingers.
After all, the sauce was just too delicious.
Once Si Chen’s figure had completely vanished, the System drifted over gloomily and whispered to Sheng Muxue, “This person is so strange.”
Sheng Muxue let out a sudden, mocking chuckle and said nonchalantly, “I have a feeling he will be useful to me later.”
The System was confused: “Why?”
“Think about it. He can enter and leave this Cloud Palace, which is full of the living dead, at will. He is not afraid at all that I might report him; no matter how you look at it, he is someone of status and position.”
“Also, he seems to respect Yun Zheng very much. Whether it is an act or sincere, he has been with Yun Zheng for many years.”
“I reckon he must be one of Yun Zheng’s trusted confidants.”
The System nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: “Big Brother’s analysis makes sense!”
“But, if he is a confidant of Yun Zheng, how could he be useful to you?”
“Because,” Sheng Muxue rolled his eyes, a wicked glint flashing in the corner of his mouth, “the look he gave me just now, it was transfixed.”
The System did not seem to understand: “What was transfixed? Where was it transfixed?”
Sheng Muxue suddenly interjected: “Below.”
Having read enough “smut,” pulling off a double entendre was child’s play for him.
But the innocent System understood even less now.
Sheng Muxue knew it would not understand, so he just patted its bald head lightly: “It is fine. As a good system, it is correct not to understand these human harmonies.”
The System gave a weak “Oh” and stopped asking.
Sheng Muxue climbed down from the windowsill. Since his hands were still coated in sauce, he casually wiped them on his priceless wedding robes.
The gorgeous embroidery was instantly stained with oily, glossy smudges.
He did not care in the slightest.
Because he knew the fabric of these clothes had an automatic cleaning function.
Sure enough, the next instant, the stains on the clothes vanished completely, and everything was as good as new.
Hmm, Yun Zheng really did prepare a good rag for me.
With nothing else to do after eating his fill, Sheng Muxue could only lie down on the bed to sleep.
While he was at it, he calculated his escape plan for tomorrow a few more times in his head.
Don’t let his carefree exterior fool you; he was actually a very meticulous person.
As someone who studied physics, he was bound to have a bit of rationality.
Especially when it came to doing things, one had to use their brain.
He would only make his move once he ensured that everything was foolproof.