Su Mu’s hands were bound to the bed frame at the headboard, her thin silk clothes slightly disheveled, her legs clamped tightly together in unease, her body locked in an extremely shameful pose.
Chen Qing looked at Su Mu, whose hands were bound and who still gazed at her with a timid expression.
A cold laugh rose in her heart. Did she really think this show of weakness could fool her? She was underestimating her far too much.
She placed her hand on Su Mu’s fair and tender legs. Although this Shizun of hers harbored an utterly vile heart, her appearance was indeed stunningly beautiful. No wonder in her previous life, she had been so captivated, leading to her betrayal.
Savoring the smooth and soft sensation beneath her palm, Chen Qing couldn’t help but recall the scene where, before the eyes of the world, Su Mu had righteously thrust a sword into her chest.
With that thought, Chen Qing pinched hard in anger.
The pinch made tears swirl in Su Mu’s eyes, leaving a glaring red mark on her leg, white and soft as jade.
Amid the pain, Su Mu sensed something amiss—she could no longer feel her little brother.
Glancing down at her chest, the size wasn’t exaggerated, but it wasn’t small either.
She had been terrified by Chen Qing moments ago, but now she realized this body of hers seemed to belong to a woman.
Before she could question the System, however, Chen Qing’s hand slid higher.
For this enemy who had betrayed her, Chen Qing had no intention of being gentle.
Her other hand tore open the silk clothes at Su Mu’s chest and began practicing one-handed dribbling.
As an utterly inexperienced newbie with no romantic history, having her body toyed with like this sent a bizarre wave of pleasure surging into her brain.
A woman’s pleasure was several times that of a man’s—this sensation was like unlocking a whole new world for Su Mu.
Chen Qing watched as Su Mu’s eyes gradually grew hazy.
She pressed her palm down harder.
Yet Su Mu’s flushed face and dazed gaze stirred in Chen Qing not just vengeance, but some additional desires.
Her other hand had already reached its intended spot.
“Move yourself. If I’m not satisfied, I’ll make you go keep him company.”
Chen Qing glanced at the corpse sprawled on the floor and said coldly.
The killing intent in her eyes snapped the dazed Su Mu back to her senses.
This lustful killer goddess might really slaughter her.
To save her own life, Su Mu could only endure the strange sensations in her body and do as told.
“Mm~, mm mm~”
The feeling of gradually delving deeper filled Su Mu with shame, while an indescribable pleasure intensified in her body.
Enduring the initial stages, her long legs began to tremble faintly.
Her red lips parted unconsciously, fine beads of sweat beaded on her forehead, and her soft tender feet twisted together tightly like a pair of nimble little snakes.
Chen Qing sensed her change too. Seeing Su Mu like this, she knew her Shizun had reached her limit.
Continuing would likely break her.
A cold smile tugged at Chen Qing’s lips; she’d let her catch her breath for now.
Su Mu panted heavily as her tensed body went limp on the bed.
She thought it was finally over.
But Chen Qing clearly had no plans to let her off. One hand kept up the relentless dribbling, while the other remained in place.
“Again.”
These two casual words struck Su Mu’s ears like the most terrifying horror story.
A glance at the iron sword gleaming with chilling light left her no choice but to repeat the humiliating motions, countless times over.
At last, Chen Qing breached her defenses. The long-pent-up pleasure erupted in a torrent.
The innocent bedsheet was thoroughly soaked.
The true battle ignited only after the floodgates burst.
The full moon climbed into the mid-sky, its dazzling silver-white light streaming through the window to illuminate the simple windowsill.
The moon arced across the heavens until the sun took over.
Chen Qing straightened her clothes and retrieved the sword embedded in the floor.
Su Mu on the bed had not a single intact piece of clothing left; vast swaths of skin marred by red marks lay exposed.
Exhaustion had drained her even of the strength to lift her eyelids.
Fucked into unconsciousness, she slumbered peacefully on the bed.
Chen Qing pulled the drenched bedsheet from beneath Su Mu. Though now on the cold stone bed, she had never slept so soundly.
It looked like a full five shichen had passed—a solid ten hours.
To endure ten full hours before passing out, Su Mu’s body was already remarkably resilient.
Gazing at the soundly sleeping Su Mu, Chen Qing set her sword aside.
In these ten hours, she had uncovered another use for this aloof Shizun.
Besides, keeping her alive could draw out the mastermind who had targeted her in her previous life.
She’d spare her for now, then send you all to the underworld together once she’d wiped the lot of you out.
Though Chen Qing would preserve her life, the days ahead would be far from easy.
In the early morning, Su Mu opened her weary eyes, feeling a chill all over her body, as if she were naked.
Truth be told, she might as well have been completely naked.
With just a few scraps of cloth clinging to her, it hardly qualified as clothing.
Surveying the wreckage-strewn floor, Su Mu recalled the brutal scene from the night before.
The thought made her body shudder.
Her fear of Chen Qing now eclipsed even her terror of being slain with a single stroke.
A whole ten hours—even the village’s old yellow ox couldn’t match that stamina.
They say it’s always the ox that tires out, never the field that gets plowed to ruin.
But in her case, the field was on the verge of being utterly destroyed.
With that in mind, Su Mu ignored whether she had clothes on and scrambled off the bed, aiming to flip out the window and flee.
Seeing her attempt to escape, the System—which had been playing dead—finally emerged.
【Host, leaving the mission target will prevent task completion.】
“She is my mission target. Wasn’t she supposed to be some pure-hearted Villain? Pure-hearted my ass—she’s already pitch-black.”
Su Mu itched to unleash years of pent-up Zu’an curses on the System, but escape came first; she’d settle scores with this mangy mutt of a System later.
The System persisted in its explanations, however.
【Host, there may be an issue with the World Line. The current Villain is already in the Second Loop; many things have spiraled beyond control.】
Beyond control, yet still sending her in—this System was out to doom her.
Chatting with the System all the while, Su Mu reached the window.
But the moment she pushed it open, her expression froze solid.
Chen Qing stood there, arms crossed over her sword, crimson eyes brimming with icy menace as she stared her down coldly.
