Chapter 7

Shangguan Liqian soon realized that the reality was far more cruel than she had imagined.

“Sister, you are mine. I want you!”

Just as Shangguan Liqian stood frozen in shock at such blunt words, Luo Wushuang had already picked her up and tossed her into the bath.

The Empress Regnant’s bath was not only vast, but its temperature remained pleasant throughout the four seasons, making it the perfect place for some rather scandalous activities.

Just as Shangguan Liqian was about to flee, Luo Wushuang grabbed her firmly. “Didn’t Sister say she would never run away again? You’ve lied to me again!”

Her voice, laced with anger and a hint of grievance, reached her ears. Shangguan Liqian: “…”

When she said she wouldn’t run, she didn’t mean this kind of not running! Help! If she didn’t run now, her poor waist would be done for!

“Wushuang, we need to exercise restraint. We have plenty of time ahead of us!” Shangguan Liqian tried to guide her patiently, hoping to win her over with logic.

Luo Wushuang tilted her head and thought for a moment before offering some considerate comfort:

“I know Sister has no strength left. Don’t worry, I won’t tire you out…”

Looking at the earnest expression on Luo Wushuang’s face, Shangguan Liqian: “…”

Was that what she meant?

“How about we go somewhere else?” Shangguan Liqian suggested, looking at Luo Wushuang, whose hands were already upon her.

“Be a good girl, Sister. Let’s just stay here, alright?” As she spoke, Luo Wushuang pulled her directly into her embrace. The dull thud of their impact caused the words at the tip of Shangguan Liqian’s tongue to dissolve into nothing. She could do nothing but surrender to Luo Wushuang’s strength, unable to spare a thought for anything else.

Seeing that the “Sister” in her arms had finally quieted down, Luo Wushuang felt dissatisfied again. She felt that at a time like this, a little noise would be quite wonderful.

By the time everything returned to a state of calm, Shangguan Liqian was so exhausted that she lacked the strength to even lift a finger.

A sudden wave of regret washed over her. Had she known the price of the Honey Trap would be this taxing, she would have rather just let Luo Wushuang keep her locked up. At worst, she could have taken things slowly. But now…

Before her stray thoughts could conclude, Shangguan Liqian’s vision plunged into darkness.

It truly was too exhausting…

Luo Wushuang, who still wanted to hold her most beloved sister and linger in tender intimacy for a while longer, could only temporarily set aside the whim. She placed her sister—who was so tired she certainly couldn’t run away—onto her bed, cherishing her with the utmost care.

She was unwilling to think about her sister’s change, nor did she dare to dwell on the reasons behind it. All she knew was that she loved the way her sister was today; she especially, especially loved this sister who didn’t hate or loathe her.

Gazing at the sleeping Shangguan Liqian, Luo Wushuang’s expression betrayed a long struggle before she finally turned to leave. However, before she even reached the door, she turned back.

In the past, her sister never liked her staying the night. No matter how intimate they had been, she was always required to leave once night fell. Otherwise, her sister would not only treat her coldly but would also lash out at her with the most vicious words imaginable.

Although she had grown accustomed to it, the thought still pained her. Her sister’s voice was clearly so gentle, yet the words she spoke were like knives, stabbing her until she ached all over; it was more than she could bear. After experiencing it once, she never dared to lightly try again.

Lately, even though their relationship seemed to have grown much more harmonious, she still hadn’t dared to stay the night presumptuously. But today… today was different, wasn’t it? Perhaps Sister wouldn’t be angry when she woke up tomorrow?

Forget it. To be safe, I’ll just wake up early tomorrow. As long as I leave before Sister wakes up, it should be fine, right?

Truly reluctant to leave, Luo Wushuang came up with every excuse to reassure herself.

After convincing herself, Luo Wushuang carefully leaned toward the soundly sleeping Shangguan Liqian and placed a kiss on her smooth, fair forehead. Seeing that Shangguan Liqian remained unresponsive in her deep sleep, she couldn’t help but steal dozens more kisses.

It was not until Shangguan Liqian’s eyelashes fluttered slightly that Luo Wushuang guiltily closed her eyes, trying to pretend she wasn’t there. As she continued to feign sleep, she eventually drifted off for real. The familiar fragrance by her ear made her instinctively draw closer, pulling the other into a tight embrace. This feeling of holding the entire world was so wonderful that, for the first time, Luo Wushuang relaxed completely.

Luo Wushuang slept soundly and deeply. Despite the repeated barrage of telepathic messages from her personal guards, she remained completely unperturbed.

Outside the hall, Leng Yu and Leng Yue exchanged looks, both sensing a profound sense of helplessness in the other’s eyes.

It was no big deal if their master missed the morning court, but if Miss Shangguan woke up to find her still in bed, no one could say for certain what might happen.

I still remember the last time; it was nothing short of a catastrophe for the entire Feng luan Palace. Even their wise and formidable Master had been beaten by Miss Shangguan until she was scurrying all over the hall.

Not to mention the servants, who were forced to live in fear under their Master’s oppressive aura for a full half-month.

During that time, let alone the palace maids and eunuchs, even the personal guards who served her closely had grievances they couldn’t voice. They had to be careful even when passing gas, terrified that any slight provocation might snap their Master’s fragile nerves and result in them being sacrificed to the heavens.

Was the tragedy about to repeat itself?

No! This “catastrophe” must be stopped!

“Master, Master… Your Majesty… please wake up!”

“Your Majesty, please wake up! If you don’t wake up soon, Miss Shangguan will be awake!”

“Master! Wake up! Otherwise, the Phoenix(Feng) Luan Palace is going to be turned upside down again!”

“…”

The bombardment continued, but Luo Wushuang, relishing a rare opportunity to sleep while holding her beloved, was in a deep slumber. She couldn’t hear the noise at all; to her, it felt like a swarm of flies buzzing incessantly in her ear, an utter nuisance.

After pulling the beauty in her arms closer and planting a firm kiss on her, Luo Wushuang’s muddled mind finally cleared a little. It seemed she hadn’t returned to the study last night, but had slept in the Feng Luan Palace instead. What time was it now?

Opening her eyes, the glaring sunlight reminded her that it was already late.

Luo Wushuang was taken aback. She had always been an early riser; she was usually already up by the time the palace maids entered the study to attend to her for the morning court. Why had she slept for so long this time?

Oh no, had Sister woken up yet?