“Sigh. Who knows when Father Emperor will show up,” Yan Yan sighed. “Why won’t you go find him, Mother Concubine?”
“I’m tied up.” The Myriad Snake Queen replied coolly. “Besides, reborn or not, he’ll come on his own.”
“How long until Father Emperor gets here?”
“Should be any day now.”
“Fine… Mother Concubine, how are you feeling? Want me to take over and suppress it for you?”
The Myriad Snake Queen hummed in assent. Her daughter possessed fire control talent on par with her father’s and could ease her injuries.
“Once it’s suppressed, hand control back. If you run off like last time, I won’t go easy on you!”
“Okay, okay, I got it~”
“Answer seriously.”
“Yes, Mother Concubine!”
Only then did the Myriad Snake Queen close her beautiful eyes. When she opened them again, the vertical pupils were gone, and a streak of flame-red now threaded through her black hair.
At this moment, she was no longer the Myriad Snake Queen, but the future Flame Emperor Princess: Yan Yan.
No sooner had she taken over than her expression shifted, her slender brows furrowing.
“It really hurts. Mother Concubine has it rough.”
She glanced downward, only to find her view blocked by the heavy swells on her chest; she couldn’t even see her toes.
“But gotta say, Mother Concubine’s figure is something else. Will mine get this big when I’m older?”
As she spoke, Yan Yan cupped them with both hands, feeling their substantial weight.
“Emmm… Ancestor Chen Xi’s are even more impressive~”
She hadn’t tasted those, but she had snuck a bite of Aunt Zi’s behind Mother Concubine’s back. When caught, she’d gotten a thorough beating, her butt left swollen.
“Yan Yan!”
Mother Concubine’s voice rang in her mind, startling Yan Yan into releasing her hold. She obediently drew on the surrounding Water Element Hearts to suppress the Extreme Flame within.
With her innate fire control talent and the Water Element Hearts’ aid, quelling the sub-flame of the Great Crimson Heaven Flame was effortless.
However, the Snake God Bloodline was inherently un-evolved, leaving it vulnerable to the Extreme Flame. Purging it entirely wasn’t simple, especially with only her consciousness present.
If she were here in person, a quick run of the Emperor Flame Technique would suck out Mother Concubine’s Scarlet Flame.
For some reason, though, Yan Yan’s lone consciousness had reborn inside her mother.
Was it because she hadn’t been born yet at this point?
After about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Yan Yan had suppressed the Extreme Flame into her body’s various acupoints. The pain had eased considerably, and she was about to relinquish control when she sensed a familiar, warm presence drawing near leisurely.
This was… Yan Yan pondered, then realization dawned, lighting up her beautiful eyes.
“It’s Father Emperor! Father Emperor’s here!”
Yan Yan whipped around at once, her gaze piercing the long, dim corridor. There she spotted a handsome youth with a slightly boyish face, whistling casually with his hands clasped behind his head, strolling in carefree.
“Father Empeeeeer~~~”
She pushed off with her toes, riding a surge of pool water into the air. Like a mermaid gliding through water and bubbles, she hurtled straight toward Yan Zhen in a flying tackle of love!
Yan Zhen was humming a little tune and admiring the corridor’s murals when something felt off just as he stepped out. He looked up to see a peerlessly beautiful nude woman lunging right at him.
Holy crap!
Yan Zhen instinctively dodged with his movement technique, but after one step, some uncanny force locked him in place. He could only watch helplessly as that massive bosom loomed larger—until it smashed into his face.
“Pffbt!”
Yan Zhen toppled backward onto the red carpet below, the impact like being run over by a truck. It nearly churned up his dinner from the night before.
“Father Emperor! Yan’er missed you so much~”
Yan Yan wrapped her arms around Yan Zhen’s neck, pressing her soft, fragrant body fully atop him. Her tender cheek nuzzled his neck affectionately.
“I missed you to death, Father Emperor. Why’d you take so long~?”
Yan Zhen finally regained his senses, only to hear her call him “Father Emperor.” His face filled with utter bewilderment.
What Father Emperor? Who the hell was this? Wasn’t the Myriad Snake Queen the only one in the Holy Spring Palace, recuperating from her injuries?
The soft body pressing down on him was drenched, her damp hair soaking through his clothes as well. Far from detracting, it only sharpened his senses, letting him feel the tender smoothness of her skin all the more vividly.
Yan Zhen cupped her face with both hands and examined it closely. There were no vertical pupils in her eyes, though her ears remained pointed. A sidelong glance revealed scales creeping up her arms in the shape of long Scale Gauntlets, just as the script had described. Yet her hair wasn’t its usual glossy black—it shimmered with an overlay of fiery red.
Who… who was this? Yan Zhen felt a bit dazed. She looked kind of like the Myriad Snake Queen, but not quite. And right off the bat, she’d called him “Father Emperor”!
Yan Zhen blinked and asked, “Uh, miss… who might you be?”
Yan Yan lifted her head to reply, but a sharp, furious shout echoed in her mind:
“Yan Yan!!!”
The future little princess of the Yan Family jolted in shock. Only then did she realize she was inhabiting her Mother Concubine’s body—and without a stitch of clothing on!
She was a big girl now, yet here she was, stark naked and throwing herself onto her Father Emperor. Yan Yan’s pretty face flushed crimson in an instant. She made up her mind on the spot… to forfeit and switch out!
—Gotta bolt~
She closed her eyes. A moment later, when they reopened, vertical pupils gleamed within them, and the fiery red tint in her hair vanished completely.
She was no longer the Flame Emperor Princess. Now she was the Myriad Snake Queen!
The Myriad Snake Queen was furious right now—or more precisely, burning with embarrassed rage. That Dead Lass hadn’t even glanced around before pouncing on Yan Zhen with her naked body. What kind of decorum was that!
Yet her daughter proved even more shameless than she’d imagined, switching back to her immediately after the deed!
“Miss? Hey, hey—huh?”
Yan Zhen hadn’t yet grasped the gravity of the situation until he saw the vertical pupils return to her eyes and the fiery red fade from her hair, leaving it glossy black once more.
Her features matched the Myriad Snake Queen’s description perfectly, complemented by that domineering gaze and majestic aura. Even with a hint of embarrassed annoyance on her face, her queenly bearing shone through undimmed.
Who else could it freaking be but the Myriad Snake Queen?
Yan Zhen’s scalp tingled.
Hadn’t they said she was so debilitated by the Extreme Flame that even breathing was an effort, leaving her utterly incapable of moving?
So why the flying pounce—and calling him “Father Emperor” to boot?
Was this on purpose?
“Y-You… hello there.”
Yan Zhen forced a charming smile, wondering if he should have System-chan activate the Handsome Man Stratagem to seduce the Myriad Snake Queen and save his skin.
“…”
Still straddling Yan Zhen, her bare skin pressed flush against his, she felt the warmth of his body. Up close, she studied his face, heard his words, breathed in his scent. Suddenly, memories flooded back of her past life—intimate nights shared with her husband and Zi Xunyi. Her embarrassed fury melted into pure shyness.
It had been over a year since she’d last seen him. Now here he was, returned to his former self: cultivation weak, appearance largely unchanged, still handsome with a touch of youthful innocence. But his temperament had shifted—no longer the mature and steady man, but an ordinary teenager, fresh and bewildered.
The Myriad Snake Queen’s heart pounded wildly. Her mind heated up, and on impulse, she leaned down and kissed him.
