“Umm, Master, The Empress is waiting for you in her room to have dinner with you.” Hearing her, he remembered that after successfully making the pill, he was asked by his mother to come to her room for something important to discuss.
“Ah yes, I remember.
I will go there right away,” he replied.
He then turned to look at Yvette, who showed a disappointed expression on her face.
His eyes softened looking at her, and he lightly sighed and patted her head while saying.
“We will continue some other time, Yve.” He whispered the last part in her ear.
“And I will make you wetter than you are now, I promise,” while lightly biting on her earlobe.
The whispers didn’t hide anything from Chu Qingyi, as with their cultivation, it was the same as screaming right beside someone’s ear.
She lightly muttered under her breath.
“Shameless” Yvette squeaked, startled by his actions, and said, “I will be waiting then, my prince,” still speaking boldly to him.
Afterward, he started walking towards Chu Qingyi, as his mother’s room was in the direction from which she had come.
As he passed by her, he stopped and gave her ass a spank that made her moan lewdly.
She was a masochist, he had discovered this through years of sword training and spars they had done together.
He was bewildered at first but quickly accepted it.
All the cool and elegant image she had in his mind was destroyed, though she was still cool to him, just a little perverted.
“Ma-master, not here,” she said.
“Oh, so you want to get spanked by me when we’re alone?” he replied with a thoughtful expression that was obviously fake.
“No, I don’t!
You just like spanking me,” she said aggrievedly, like a bullied little girl.
“Yup, I do, and I will spank you more, so keep your firm and soft ass ready for me to slap, Qingyi,” he said with no shame and a straight face.
“You—” she was left with a fuming expression on her face as she saw him leave, waving his hand at her with a faint smile on his face.
Though inside her mind, ‘It felt good when his hand slapped my butt.
The sting and the tingling feeling that spread from my womb to my head…
ahhh, my panties got wet…
I want him to spank me more, masterrrrr…’ As Zephyr’s footsteps faded down the corridor, Yvette remained leaning against the cool stone wall, her body still humming from his touch.
Her fingers unconsciously traced her lips, which still tingled from his passionate kiss.
The lingering taste of his saliva remained on her tongue—a sweet, intoxicating flavor that was uniquely his.
She closed her eyes, replaying the moment in her mind.
The way his hands had confidently explored her body, claiming every curve as his own.
The possessive grip on her breast, teasing her nipple until it had hardened into a sensitive peak beneath the fabric of her uniform.
The intimate invasion of his hand slipping beneath her panties to cup her bare ass.
Most vividly, she remembered his promise whispered against her ear—the hot breath, the gentle bite on her earlobe, and the words that had sent electricity through her entire being: “I will make you wetter than you are now, I promise.” A soft sigh escaped her lips as she pressed her thighs together.
She could feel the dampness already soaking through her panties, a testament to how thoroughly his words and actions had affected her.
The promise of future encounters filled her with both anticipation and a delicious ache of need.
“Yve…” The sound of her name in his voice echoed in her memory.
The way he said it—sometimes with authority, sometimes with affection, but always with an undercurrent of desire that made her heart race.
She pushed herself off the wall and straightened her maid uniform, taking a moment to compose herself before continuing her duties.
But as she walked down the corridor, her gaze fell on Chu Qingyi, her graceful self nowhere to be seen.
Instead She had a lewd expression on her face, and her breathing also became heavy.
At this moment, Chu Qingyi felt a presence behind her, and when she turned to look, she saw Yvette standing there with her expressionless face back in place, her eyes cold and staring at her.
Though she knew it was her imagination, she felt like she was receiving a very judgmental look from Yvette.
She calmed her expression and then straightened her body back like a sword that never bends in the face of any danger.
She then stepped forward toward her room to retire for the day but almost stumbled when…
Yvette also walked past her and muttered “Pervert” lightly as she kept walking without looking at her.
She was left teary-eyed by the maid and could only bite her lips.
Her mind replayed her word: “Pervert, pervert, pervert,” again and again in her mind.
“It’s over, my life is over,” she mutters and then flees to her room.
As Zephyr walked down the hallway toward his mother’s chambers, he found himself lost in thought.
Over the years, his relationships with both his Personal Maid and his Shadow had changed significantly.
The three of them had spent countless years training, studying, and growing together.
As he walked through the palace corridors, he absentmindedly hummed a song from his past life on Earth.
The familiar melody echoed softly through the otherwise quiet hallway.
His personal maid, Yvette, had the responsibility to look after his sexual needs, but if she had really not been interested in him at all—which was really, really hard to imagine, as he was literally like the embodiment of peak masculine beauty—then he couldn’t do much and would just let her be, as forcing himself on her was beneath his standards.
But she was very much interested in him.
Knowing that as his personal maid, it was impossible for her to have a close relationship with any other man than him, as it would most certainly harm his dignity as her master.
And even if he didn’t have any problem with it—which he most probably would—his mother or grandmother would not tolerate her having any closeness with anyone else but him.
Though she was gladly accepting of having an intimate relationship with him, and their relationship progressed smoothly.
What had begun as a simple master-and-maid relationship had gradually evolved into a deep Love built upon years of companionship.
She knew his habits better than almost anyone else and could often predict what he needed before he even asked.
Likewise, Chu Qingyi had become an irreplaceable companion.
His relationship with Chu Qingyi had also made much progress, though she was still too shy to kiss him in front of anyone else.
Only when the two of them were present was she agreeable to a kiss.
Her masochistic nature was a massive turn-on for him, and she was also accepting of his advances, as he knew when to stop and what she would truly consider degrading and offensive.
Though naturally reserved and somewhat shy, she had proven her loyalty time and time again.
Her dedication to the Sword Dao inspired even Zephyr, and the two often spent hours discussing cultivation, sparring techniques, and future goals.
Both women had become important parts of his life.
They had supported him through countless years of cultivation and learning, and he valued them greatly.
A small smile appeared on his face as he thought about the many memories they had shared together.
But at this moment, he put all these thoughts to the back of his mind because he had now reached the door to his mother’s room, where she was waiting to spoil him again.
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Upto Chapter 25.