Chapter 148: If You Dont Want to Be Punished, Then Be Good…

Feng Liuli had originally only intended to scare Liu Yun, but after seeing the Little Traditionalist’s adorable reaction, her hands truly did start to itch with desire.

Her gaze swept over the various items scattered across the bed, and her eyes gradually darkened with intent…

Following her gaze, Liu Yun’s body gave an instinctive shudder. With a pained expression, she pleaded for mercy.

“Nether… Nether Lord, your subordinate truly cannot endure any more…”

“Really?” Feng Liuli asked, suppressing the laughter threatening to spill from the depths of her throat as she maintained a facade of solemnity.

Liu Yun nodded her head rapidly, fearing that even a moment’s delay would see her snatched away for more “punishment.”

Seeing that she had teased the girl enough, Feng Liuli finally showed some mercy.

“Tell me then, why were you crying?”

Thinking back to her previous wild assumptions, Liu Yun felt a wave of embarrassment. However, she truly did not want to remain with the Nether Lord in such a muddled, uncertain state.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally summoned her courage to speak.

“Nether Lord… do you still love that Fourth Princess of the Kingdom of Qi?”

Feng Liuli was stunned for a moment before the realization dawned on her.

Was this Little Traditionalist actually driven to tears by my ‘reverse psychology’?

Looking at Liu Yun’s aggrieved expression—the look of someone who suffered but dared not speak—Feng Liuli suddenly felt a twinge of guilt.

Setting aside feelings of love for a moment, it was an indisputable fact that Liu Yun had died for her in two separate lifetimes.

This Little Traditionalist was truly as foolish as she was loyal…

When Liu Yun didn’t receive an answer after a short wait, her eyes began to redden again.

Before a single tear could fall, a faint sigh echoed from above her head.

“See for yourself!”

As Feng Liuli spoke, she gave a casual wave of her hand. The images within the Mirror of Reincarnation manifested before them.

As the Ruler of the Netherworld, Feng Liuli could freely adjust the time, location, and people shown within the Mirror of Reincarnation.

[Limited to events that have already occurred.]

The figure appearing in the mirror now was none other than Feng Liuli herself. The time was set just before her second-to-last reincarnation trial began…

After seeing clearly what the Nether Lord was doing, Liu Yun’s mouth slowly fell open. She looked toward the side at the smirking Feng Liuli in utter disbelief.

The Nether Lord had cast the Love Transfer Curse on herself?

She had transferred her feelings for her true beloved onto Mu Lingshuang?

So… the Nether Lord didn’t actually love Mu Lingshuang?!

Her lifelong understanding was suddenly overturned, leaving Liu Yun in a daze.

The Nether Lord doesn’t like Mu Lingshuang? She doesn’t like Mu Lingshuang! She never liked Mu Lingshuang at all!

After struggling to digest this news, before she even had a chance to be happy, Liu Yun suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Since the Nether Lord had used the Love Transfer Curse on herself, it meant that even before the first trial, there was already someone she held dear in her heart.

Judging by how deep the Nether Lord’s “feelings” for Mu Lingshuang appeared while she was in the mortal realm, her original feelings for that person must have been profound.

Who was that person?

Liu Yun desperately tried to recall who the Nether Lord had been close with in the past.

After searching her memory thoroughly, she realized that besides herself, only that hateful Left Protector frequently entered and exited the Nether Lord’s bedchamber.

Could it be that the person the Nether Lord loved before was that Left Protector, who never even dared to show her face?

The moment this suspicion surfaced, Liu Yun’s brows furrowed so tightly they could have crushed a fly.

At the same time, she felt a surge of secret regret. When she had entered the hall earlier, the force she had used to stomp on the Left Protector’s foot had been far too light.

If she had known the Nether Lord loved the Left Protector that much, she would have stomped that woman to death…

Feng Liuli had expected that once things were cleared up, the Little Traditionalist would happily throw herself into her arms. Instead, seeing the “vicious” little expression gradually forming on the girl’s face, Feng Liuli felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.

Pinching Liu Yun’s sharp, delicate cheek, Feng Liuli spoke with a tone that was half-teasing and half-doting.

“What wicked thoughts are you having now?”

Enthralled by Feng Liuli’s beauty, Liu Yun accidentally let her inner thoughts slip out.

“I’m thinking about stomping the Left Protector to death!”

Looking at Liu Yun’s immediate expression of regret after the words left her mouth, Feng Liuli was silenced.

“…”

When exactly had her clone offended this Little Traditionalist again?

It was one thing to “accidentally” stomp on her foot every time they met, but now she wanted to stomp her to death…

Feng Liuli let out a long sigh and pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a sense of exhaustion. “How exactly did the Left Protector offend you this time?”

Liu Yun, whose mind worked in a straight line and who had yet to learn how to hide her thoughts when it came to matters of the heart, stared directly at the Nether Lord and asked bluntly:

“The person the Nether Lord loved before… it was the Left Protector, wasn’t it?”

Feng Liuli’s lips twitched as she barely managed to follow the girl’s train of thought. So…

Because of jealousy, her future Nether Empress wanted to stomp her own clone to death?

Feng Liuli smiled bitterly. She finally understood what it meant to “lift a stone only to drop it on one’s own foot.”

She had only wanted to tease the Little Traditionalist, but who knew the girl would end up harboring a grudge against her clone?

To prevent Liu Yun from asking a world-ending question like “If the Left Protector and I start fighting, who will you help?”, Feng Liuli decided to strike first.

“Which eye of yours saw that this Lord loves the Left Protector?”

Liu Yun pointed at her left eye, then her right, and said righteously, “Both of them saw it.”

Feng Liuli: “…”

“What if you tried using your brain instead?”

Following the Nether Lord’s prompt, Liu Yun used her brain. The look she gave Feng Liuli instantly changed.

“Nether Lord… wouldn’t this count as you being unfaithful?”

Caught in Liu Yun’s “fickle woman” gaze, before Feng Liuli could even open her mouth, she saw Liu Yun suddenly clutch her head in agony.

“It’s over, it’s over… the next time the Left Protector sees me, is she going to stomp on me too?”

She wasn’t afraid of being stepped on, but at the thought that she had essentially “stolen” someone else’s lover, Liu Yun’s sense of righteousness vanished, and her confidence withered.

Yet, thinking about how she had successfully “won” the prize, she couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of smugness in her heart…

Seeing the usually simple-minded Little Traditionalist wearing such a “villainous success” expression, Feng Liuli furrowed her brows in exasperation.

“What kind of nonsense are you thinking? Who is being unfaithful?”

Liu Yun looked at the “stubbornly denying” Nether Lord, her expression dazed as she whispered, “But you loved her before…”

Looking at Liu Yun as she pinned random crimes on her, Feng Liuli couldn’t help but give her a sharp flick to the forehead.

Meeting the Little Traditionalist’s aggrieved gaze, Feng Liuli looked at her helplessly and reminded her:

“Tell me, is there a possibility that the Left Protector is actually my…”

Seeing the girl’s expression tighten instantly, Feng Liuli smiled and slowly spat out two words:

“…Clone!”

With a mere thought from Feng Liuli, the Left Protector—whom Liu Yun had treated as her arch-rival—made a grand entrance.

Liu Yun watched as the Left Protector slowly reached out and removed the mask she had worn for three thousand years, revealing a face identical to the Nether Lord’s. Liu Yun’s pupils shook with pure shock.

It took a long time for Liu Yun to react. She looked at the “Left Protector,” then back at the Nether Lord…

Realizing exactly what she had been doing for the past few thousand years, her face turned bright red, the heat spreading all the way to the tips of her ears.

The Left Protector was the Nether Lord. Didn’t that mean the Nether Lord knew everything she had done?