In a daze, Mo Xingyun recalled his childhood.
His mother doted on him to the point of spoiling him.
He could remember the scene of being embraced by his warm and fragrant mother every night and the little things in his life with her.
Every corner of this palace was so familiar, as if it held warm scenes of him and his mother playing and laughing.
All of that vanished after that night eighteen years ago.
Since then, he has only had the cold underground demon cave and the solemn and eerie members of the demonic cult for company.
Ning Xuefei was surprised that her signature martial art, Xuanying Flying Throw, had missed its mark on the first strike.
She thought to herself that the lightness skills of Hundred Flowers Island were indeed extraordinary, and was about to deliver the final blow when Hu Hong hurriedly cried out, “Your Majesty, please calm your anger!
I know I deserve to die, but I have something to say to you.
It won’t be too late to execute me after you’ve heard it!”
Seeing that even in such a critical moment, Hu Hong still had the time to straighten his clothes, stand firmly on his feet, and beg for mercy, Ning Xuefei’s phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a cold smile appeared on her lips: “You lecherous scoundrel, you have already disgraced your Hu family.
What right do you have to speak to me?”
Seeing that she had stopped and was no longer pursuing, Hu Hong knew that he still had a glimmer of hope.
He immediately bowed with grace and took several steps back, keeping a distance from the bed curtains.
He said loudly, “These days in this Immortal Palace, I have been attracted by the Holy Empress’s unparalleled beauty, to the point that I could not extricate myself and committed all sorts of lewd, vulgar, and shameless acts.
I am very ashamed of myself and I always feel guilty when I am alone.
But whenever I see the Holy Empress’s beautiful face again, I am like an addict, deeply immersed in her beauty and unable to control myself.”
Ning Xuefei sneered and did not reply.
She had heard countless men say such sweet words before.
In her heart, men were nothing more than dogs who coveted her beauty.
She had already made up her mind that if this guy said a few more of this nonsense, she would kill him immediately.
Hu Hong was an exceptionally intelligent man, and he knew that his life or death was hanging by a thread.
Seeing that Ning Xuefei’s alluring and indistinct figure inside the curtain did not react at all, he composed himself and continued, “However, based on what I have seen these past few days, Your Majesty, your marriage with the Emperor is not harmonious, and you deeply resent him.
Yet, for the safety of the Ning family, you have had to maintain this marital relationship with him all these years, which is practically a symbol of trampling on your dignity.”
Hearing him dare to say such things, Ning Xuefei’s jade-like face changed.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the man not far away through the curtain.
She heard him continue, “His Highness the Emperor killed your ex-husband and forced your only son with him to flee.
His whereabouts are still unknown.
He also used the interests of the Ning Clan and the Immortal Palace to coerce you, binding the Heavenly Star Immortal Palace and the Immortal Palace together.
You compromised again and again under his tyranny, just to protect the clan.
Thinking about it, none of the Ning Clan members in the Immortal Palace have considered your feelings.
You are just a pitiful sacrifice they used to protect their own interests…”
He paused, then continued, “And more importantly… according to my secret observation using my family’s Night Heart Technique, Your Majesty, the cold, yin energy within your body is stagnant deep within your meridians.
The reason you can maintain your current cultivation level is likely due to some secret method forcibly suppressing it, but this is ultimately a case of drinking poison to quench thirst.
If this continues, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to save your life!”
Before Hu Hong could finish speaking, a sweet and pleasant fragrance wafted in, and Ning Xuefei’s figure emerged from the curtains like a ghost.
Instantly, the white gauze on the ground seemed to come alive, wrapping around her delicate and naked body, completely covering her nakedness.
Her tall, voluptuous, and beautiful figure stood imposingly in front of Hu Hong, and invisible blue sword energy shot out from between her pink and white fingers, pointing directly at Hu Hong’s neck.
It was the top technique of the Immortal Palace’s peerless martial art, the Xuanhua Divine Skill.
Ning Xuefei’s pretty face was frosty, her expression flickering with inscrutable meaning.
She shouted, “How do you know all this?
Where did you come from, you spy!
What do you have to say before you die!”
This was the second time Hu Hong had been forced by Ning Xuefei’s sword energy.
Hu Hong remained unfazed, though a slight pain throbbed in his neck.
His large eyes were fixed on the stunning beauty before him, and a captivating fragrance wafted from her nose.
Ning Xuefei’s pretty face was frosty, yet it could not conceal her alluring figure, half-hidden beneath the thin veil.
Her long black hair, instead of being styled as usual, cascaded down, falling loosely over her fleshy, snow-white shoulders.
Her black hair flowed like a waterfall, and her eyes, like water, stared coldly at Hu Hong.
Her peach-blossom cheeks and almond-shaped face were now flushed with a rosy, alluring blush, making her even more radiant than usual.
It was clear that the blush had not faded, and she was still in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
Looking down, her firm, high breasts stretched the thin gauze over her chest, creating two peaks resembling half-snow-capped mountains.
From the full curves, one could feel the fullness and size of the two soft mounds inside, as if they might burst out of the dress at any moment.
Her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled with one hand, and her waist and hips were as graceful as flowing tassels.
Her round and full buttocks supported the high curve of the long gauze dress, and her two long, full, and rounded beautiful legs were faintly visible under the gauze dress.
Her bare, snow-white feet peeked out from under the dress, crystal clear, displaying the charm and allure of a stunning beauty and a mature woman, making one’s heart itch with desire.
Hu Hong swallowed hard and said in a deep voice, “Your Majesty, please calm down.
I did not intend to pry into your secrets, nor am I a spy sent by any force.
The reason I know these things is because… because my Hu clan is also a descendant of the seven ancient immortal heroes, and wields the Night Heart Immortal Qin, one of the seven great treasures.”
“The core of my Hundred Flowers Island’s Night Heart is a rare and celestial flower called Night Heart Grass, which is born with an extraordinary sensitivity to the yin and yang energies of heaven and earth, as well as various energy fluctuations.
Especially… especially sensitive to the extremely yin and cold energy like yours.
I cultivate my family’s inherited techniques, so I can vaguely sense the surging yet extremely unstable icy power within you, Your Majesty, and… the imbalance of yin and yang accumulated deep within your body.”
Upon hearing this, Ning Xuefei’s delicate body trembled violently, and a trace of horror flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Hu Hong’s words were like knives piercing the deepest secret in her heart.
It turns out that the basic cultivation method of the Ning Clan of the Immortal Palace is called Immortal Ruyi.
It requires the Ning couple to be naturally attracted to each other through the resonance of yin and yang, combined with two secret treasures of the Ning Clan, hidden within the body of their heirs.
These treasures are named Xuan Shuang and Qinghua, symbolizing the harmony and inheritance of the Immortal Palace.
If the holders of both cultivate together, the yin power of the Xuan Shuang holder and the yang power of the Qinghua holder will merge, significantly enhancing their power and bringing their bodies and spirits to their peak.
However, if the two do not cultivate together for a long time, the imbalance of yin and yang will lead to internal injuries.
The Xuan Shuang holder will gradually become cold and weak, while the Qinghua holder will experience an excess of yang energy, even causing their qi and blood to flow in reverse.
Because Ning Xuefei did not want Wei Wuyin to know the secret, nor did she want to help him achieve the goal of gathering all seven great treasures, she refused to cooperate with Wei Wuyin.
The cold power of Xuan Shuang in her body went out of control and eroded her meridians for a long time, causing her spiritual power to decline and her body to become weaker day by day.
She even faced the threat of death.
In order to suppress the backlash of the cold energy, she had already exhausted her strength.
In the dead of night, the cold poison penetrated her bones, and she was in unbearable pain.
She had thought no one knew about this fatal weakness, but Hu Hong had hit the nail on the head.
Could it be that the Night Heart Grass of Hundred Flowers Island really had the ability to explore secrets?
She bit her red lips, revealing pink and white tender flesh between her swollen and alluring breasts.
Her large breasts formed a deep cleavage, and with her violent breathing, waves of milky flesh rippled, exuding a charming fleshy fragrance.
Seeing the change in her expression, Hu Hong knew that his words had struck a nerve.
Even at this crucial moment, he did not forget to admire her voluptuous and alluring beauty, swallowing hard as he said, “Your Majesty, you bear the burden of a blood feud, the rise and fall of the Ning clan, and must constantly guard against Wei Wuyin’s wolfish schemes.
Under such immense pressure, you also have to endure the backlash.
Even the strongest body could not withstand this for long!”
Ning Xuefei bit her red lips and remained silent.
Hu Hong stepped forward, looking intently at Ning Xuefei, and continued, “Your Majesty, the Night Heart treasure of my Hundred Flowers Island effectively harmonizes the yin and yang energies within a cultivator’s body, nourishes damaged meridians, and stimulates latent life potential.”
Seeing her reaction, Hu Hong knew that his words had swayed her.
He was secretly pleased, but he remained calm and composed, maintaining his elegant posture.
He said solemnly, “The Wei family has been recklessly causing chaos for many years.
Wei Wuyin has been trying to control everything and intends to stir up a bloody storm.
In recent years, we have also heard that he covets the secret treasure and has been searching and investigating in many ways.
Hundred Flowers Island has long been on guard.”
“The Emperor killed your ex-husband, and you have endured humiliation for many years, harboring deep hatred.
Although I am lowly and shameful, I know your desire for revenge.
Hundred Flowers Island’s internal energy is very skilled in restoring and replenishing energy.
I have risked coming here today to help you recover from your injuries.
If the Ning Clan rises again, curbing Wei Wuyin’s expansion of power is the most important thing now.”
Hu Hong spoke eloquently, while Ning Xuefei narrowed her beautiful eyes, looking at his handsome face and the way he spoke so confidently.
This man was indeed born with a good appearance, making it hard not to like him.
She even had a vague feeling that the man’s idea seemed pretty good, and her heart wavered slightly.
She had long heard of the secrets of the Night Heart Grass from Hundred Flowers Island, which was rumored to be able to detect the yin and yang energies.
Could it really be so effective?
She pondered to herself that if Hu Hong had only managed to glimpse the cold energy through a secret method, it would have been a lucky accident.
This lecherous and vulgar boy was like a lifeline that had fallen from the sky.
Her mind was slightly disturbed, and her killing intent lessened.
She hated Wei Wuyin to the bone, probably more than all the hatred that everyone else in the world had for him combined.
As long as it could cause him pain and make him struggle, she was willing to do it.
Seeing her beautiful eyes lost in thought, her mature beauty, with her willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, even in her melancholy, exuded the captivating charm of a mature woman, Hu Hong’s heart grew more and more enamored with her.
He quickly continued, “In this battle, the Emperor has won in reality, while you have won in the future.
Although my Hu family’s power is not as great as the Immortal Palace’s, we excel in strategy and are willing to serve you faithfully.
We are at your command at any time.”
Ning Xuefei glanced at Hu Hong with a sparkling look in her beautiful eyes, her gaze like a pool of clear water gently stirred.
She withdrew her sword energy, stood with grace beside him, and said coldly, “I’ll spare your life today.
We’ll talk about the rest later.
Allow me to think it over.
You can go back now.”
Hu Hong knew that the beautiful woman was moved by his words, and there was no need to rush.
He immediately bowed with grace and said, “I dare not disturb Your Majesty’s rest.
Please consider my thoughts when you have some free time.
Whether they are right or wrong, whether to advance or retreat, I think you will have your own decision.”
After he finished speaking, he looked down and saw the white corset that Ning Xuefei had thrown out as a flying sword was still on the ground.
Scattered beside it were her thin gauze corset and a bundle of fragrant underwear — white lace panties.
He bent down and picked them up.
They still faintly smelled of Ning Xuefei’s body fragrance.
He picked up the white lace panties and held them in his palm.
The lace fabric of the panties still carried the warmth that had just been absorbed from the mistress’s body, as well as a hint of seductive scent mixed with body fragrance and love fluid.
The core area that covered her most private flower core was translucent because it was soaked with sticky honey, and a few ambiguous, crystal-clear strands hung on it.
“You…” Ning Xuefei’s face flushed slightly, and she said softly with a hint of reproach.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and her heart trembled.
She felt that her personal clothes had been taken by the lewd playboy, and she vaguely felt that this was really inappropriate.
Hu Hong knew he could not linger, so he looked up and took another deep look at Ning Xuefei.
Ning Xuefei’s phoenix eyes were also looking at him.
In the candlelight, her face was as clear as jade, and she was incredibly beautiful.
The thin veil could not hide her magnificent figure with her large breasts and hips, but her expression was sorrowful, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Hu Hong knew that she was caught in a dilemma.
He looked at her, then bowed again, and then turned and left the palace.
Hu Hong’s gaze was deep, and he smiled slightly.
He knew that no matter how noble Ning Xuefei’s status was or how skilled she was in martial arts, she was still a woman, and a pitiful woman with a lot of hatred and suffering.
Today, he had been forgiven and let go for spying on her having sex.
In the future, he was afraid that no matter how much he crossed her bottom line, she would always find some shameless way to cover it up.
Whether it is that stunningly beautiful, aloof face or that exquisitely alluring, voluptuous body, he would never miss such a wonderful woman; he was determined to pursue her to the very end.