The clock hands stopped at 12:25, and a knock sounded at Xuefei’s door.
It was the voice of Head Maid Laer.
“Xuefei, come out for dinner~”
The appointed mealtime was 12:30—five minutes early.
Xuefei glanced at the Holy Sword hidden under her bed and gave it a final farewell with her eyes.
She pushed open the door. There stood Laer with a smile, nodding her head slightly in a show of respect. Xuefei’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.
“Xuefei, Lady Leia has prepared the finest candlelight dinner just for you. You must cherish this wonderful time, okay?”
“Yeah, of course I’ll enjoy it~”
Xuefei only said that in front of Laer.
Enjoy it? After dinner came the moxibustion—how was she supposed to enjoy that?
Damn it.
And this meal was the decisive battle before the fight. This wasn’t child’s play. With Leia’s terrifying strength, it was a textbook Hongmen Banquet!
The high heels made a soft rustling sound on the carpet. Outside the window, a blood-red full moon cast its glow on the faces of the two girls. Suddenly, Laer noticed that Xuefei seemed different from before.
Had she fully succumbed to Evil Corruption?
Before she could voice her probing question, however, Xuefei spoke first.
“Laer.”
“Yes, Lady Xuefei?”
“What do you think of Leia as a person?”
“…”
Had Xuefei fallen to Evil Corruption?
No matter what, a large part of her heart already belonged to Leia—to the Evil Dragon Lord whom Laer respected above all else.
“What kind of talk is that?” Laer clasped her hands together and closed her eyes. “Xuefei, she saved my life and showed me the truth of the world. There’s no way I could ever betray her.”
“That’s not what I meant.” Xuefei’s eyes flicked toward Laer. The head maid looked at her counterpart’s calm and serious expression, a flicker of shock crossing her face.
“Laer, what kind of person is Leia?”
“She likes you very much.”
“So that’s why she wants me to get pregnant with a dragon egg?”
“…”
Laer froze for a moment.
What was going on with Xuefei? Had Lady Leia fucked her silly, making her ponder such nonsense? Or was this a sign that her mind was starting to submit to Lady Leia?
Either way, she was remarkably stubborn.
After all, if it had been anyone else, they would have fallen under Leia’s skirts countless times by now.
“That’s exactly why you need to be honest with Lady Leia and confess your love for her.” Laer smiled. “Don’t worry—when two people like each other, all troubles simply vanish.”
Laer loved chatting with the “Evil Corrupted” Xuefei.
That version of Xuefei was gentle and considerate, soft and fragrant, always full of concern for her. And she harbored not a shred of disloyalty or stray thoughts toward Leia—she was simply the cutest angel in the world.
Though Laer didn’t know the details of what had happened between Xuefei and Leia, she knew exactly what kind of person Leia was.
“Stray thoughts, huh…”
Xuefei let out a soft hum, and the two of them fell into silence.
At the end of the corridor lay a lavish restaurant.
The decor was opulent and extravagant, with dark gold accents gleaming everywhere as symbols of wealth. The gem-studded carpet muffled every footstep. The wooden table exuded an air of rustic elegance. Xuefei was certain that in her previous world, only the richest of the rich could set foot in a top-tier establishment like this.
And yet, this was merely the venue for one of Leia’s “candlelight dinners.”
The gem-encrusted chandelier hung unlit. Only a few candles burned romantically on the table, seemingly placed at random, their flames illuminating Leia’s pale face, etched with worry.
She seemed troubled…
Laer nodded once more. With a sharp click, the restaurant doors shut tight, the lock engaging automatically at some point.
Seeing Xuefei arrive right on time, Leia’s furrowed brow relaxed. She rose to her feet and opened her arms in welcome.
“Xuefei, Xuefei, you came!”
“Good evening, Leia.”
Leia was dressed in a black lace gown. The skirt hem and her dragon tail trailed lightly along the floor. The high slit exposed her pale thighs, while black lace garters created a striking contrast in the dim candlelight, perfectly accentuating the curves of her legs.
Her upper body was a harmonious blend of low-cut elegance and seductive black silk gloves that aligned just so. White skin met alluring black in perfect harmony. A vivid red flower was pinned to her ample bosom. At that moment, Leia resembled a goddess of the night.
In truth, she did possess the power of a god.
Xuefei stepped into Leia’s embrace. The two girls, similar in build, pressed tightly together like a blooming flower of black and white.
“Little Xuefei is still so soft. Hehe, girls really do suit you best~”
“Leia’s cute too.”
“Hehe.”
Leia’s embrace felt so very comfortable.
Like a river melting into the vast sea, Xuefei felt she too would dissolve like the first snows of spring in Leia’s arms, falling utterly into corruption.
Leia’s touch glided along Xuefei’s body as if she were stroking a delicate bird.
After all, she was a predator of the highest order.
“Hey, don’t touch there!”
“Hehe, I decide where that is, don’t I?”
“Damn it…” Xuefei’s face burned with a deep blush.
After their brief exchange, the two settled at the table. Their gazes met across the meal, and a strange tension began to spread through the air.
“Xuefei, do you like me?”
Leia’s voice flowed like a clear spring, tossing out the question first.
Xuefei looked shy, her eyes drifting to the window—though the little bats that had been peeking in had long since scattered in fright.
“I do.”
“But if you like me, then why won’t you bear a child for me? Could it be… that you don’t love me that deeply yet?”
After all, Leia had still been in the heat of passion that night when Xuefei had made her stop and proposed their duel instead.
Normally, she wouldn’t have indulged her. But who could resist her beloved Little Xuefei?
What Xuefei didn’t know was that Leia had placed the flower crown she’d made by hand into her most treasured chest, even expending divine power to keep it forever fresh.
“Uh…” Xuefei bowed her head, staring at the floor.
Unlike Leia’s puzzled expression, she felt like she might pass out from sheer frustration.
In her heart, she grumbled that Leia spent her days in the Evil Dragon Palace either eating or… doing her. For her to say she didn’t hate Xuefei was already high praise!
It was so hard to say.
Xuefei admitted that all the smooth lines she’d rehearsed endlessly in her mind crumbled in the face of the real thing.
“We’ve been through so much together, haven’t we? You like me, but I haven’t lived up to your expectations.”
Seeing that Xuefei wasn’t giving a straight answer, Leia propped her chin on her hand and studied the silver-haired girl’s eyes and every little movement. “Xuefei, are you still dwelling on that story I made up? Come on, there’s no need to dwell on it. After all, you love me more now than you ever have before. That’s more than enough.”
Leia intended to make Xuefei love her even more.
A god threatening her? Greater power? Offspring to control her?
None of that mattered~
As long as Xuefei conceived a child, her draconic instincts would compel her to adore Leia without reservation.
It would be like fitting their love with an even sturdier safety helmet, guarding against the heartbreak of that hard-won bond shattering in an instant.
“I’m… I’m sorry,” Xuefei murmured, head still lowered. In that moment, her sincerity matched that of her evil-corrupted self, her voice as faint as a spring trickling through a narrow crevice. “I’m sorry… for killing you back then. I’m so sorry…”
“…”
The Xuefei of the past hadn’t possessed the world-shattering power of a comic-book hero. She was simply stronger than other humans—and clearly, that hadn’t been enough to save the world.
She wasn’t a proper hero.
Sacrificing her companions to save the world, or just to survive… it was utterly vile!
Leia froze.
Something ignited in her heart. In that instant, she felt she liked Xuefei even more than before.
With elegant poise, she speared a juicy steak from her plate and chewed it delicately. Her eyes gleamed brighter than the candlelight. Suppressing the surge of desire within her, she said, “What I want isn’t an apology, Xuefei. I want a reason—a reason why you don’t want to bear my dragon egg.”
Leia couldn’t recall Xuefei having any phobias. Unless you counted her “Leia phobia.”
Xuefei’s gaze grew unsteady.
The keyword “dragon egg” seemed to have triggered something, her little head nearly overheating like it was about to spew steam and crash.
Bear… a dragon egg?
Did that mean she’d have to hatch it too?
She lifted her head again, her cheeks still flushed. Stammering shyly, she looked almost like she was playing hard to get: “Th-that’s exactly why we’re having a duel, isn’t it?”
