Chapter 9: Jinse’s Scheme, Liu Xuanyin’s Fury, Half a Month Gone By

In the Southern Dynasty, inside the imperial palace of the Li Dynasty.

A grown woman stared into the distance.

"Master, are you all well?"

"Junior Brother, will we ever meet again?"

The woman was Li Zhuangtai. It had already been some time since she returned from Fengxuan Palace to the Li Dynasty.

Yet every day she dreamed of her days in Fengxuan Palace.

There, she had the master and junior brother she cared about most.

"Junior Brother, will you come looking for me?"

Li Zhuangtai murmured to herself.

"Princess, His Majesty summons you."

At that moment, a maid walked over.

"I understand."

Li Zhuangtai said lightly. She put away the loss on her face, adjusted her gorgeous layered dress, and walked toward the distant palace.

Meanwhile, in a lavish palace at the location of the Guanzizai Workshop.

"Workshop Master, Madam Jinse has arrived."

A beautiful woman stepped in and reported respectfully.

Lying languidly on the bed, the workshop master lifted her stunning face and said coolly, "Let her in."

"Yes, Workshop Master!"

A moment later, Jinse entered the palace wearing a black dress that fit her slender figure.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Liu Xuanyin lounging on the bed in a loose, decadent sprawl. Her sleepwear was so thin and sheer that her fair skin showed through, and she wore translucent silk stockings on her legs, with white boots on her feet as she reclined lazily there.

"Sister, are you ill?"

Jinse walked over and came to Liu Xuanyin’s side, gently kneading her shoulder.

"I’m only a little tired."

Liu Xuanyin said indifferently, leaning her shoulder against the edge of the bed, her expression a little unpleasant.

"Sister, did you have another nightmare?"

Jinse asked worriedly.

"Sigh, yes. It’s the same as always. I keep dreaming about my husband, who died long ago."

"Though I did not kill him myself, he still died because of me, and I often dream of what happened back then."

"Wei Ming’s death wasn’t your fault, Sister."

Jinse shook her head. "So many people wanted to kill him back then. If not for your secret help, with his temper he would have been killed a hundred times over already."

"Even so, he was still your husband, Sister."

"A husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of affection. I treated him that way, so I’ve always felt somewhat guilty."

Liu Xuanyin sighed, then asked, "How did it go at Fengxuan Palace this time? Is the princess willing to come back?"

"She’s already returned. I wanted to tell you earlier, but I never had the chance to see you."

"The situation right now is severe, and Sister and your husband are locked in open conflict. It wasn’t convenient for me to come often, so I made some time today and came to see you."

Jinse looked at her as she spoke.

"You and I have been sisters for more than thirty years. Don’t worry. What exists between your husband and me is only palace politics. If your husband is willing to step back, I won’t force the issue."

Liu Xuanyin held Jinse’s fair hand and said.

"Sister should know that as the Grand Chancellor of the Li Dynasty, my husband can no longer retreat from this matter under any circumstances."

"If conflict breaks out in the future, I hope Sister will spare my husband’s life and let me and him disappear into the mortal world."

Jinse’s face remained clouded with unending worry.

"The Guanzizai Workshop is powerful, sometimes so powerful that even I am afraid."

"There’s no need to worry too much. You are my little sister. Even if I killed every person under heaven, I would never hurt you, Jinse."

Liu Xuanyin said softly.

Jinse fell silent. From Liu Xuanyin’s words, she could hear that the palace struggle had already reached the point where the two sides could no longer coexist.

Bloodshed and sacrifice were only the conservative estimate.

Jinse’s expression also turned ugly.

The two of them were as close as sisters, but they stood in different camps.

Jinse was the wife of Li Zhi, and Li Zhi stood on the opposing side to the Guanzizai Workshop.

Once the two sides came into conflict, Jinse could not possibly remain untouched.

"I hope Sister can promise me this: no matter what happens in the future, don’t hurt my husband."

"After all, the Guanzizai Workshop is so strong that your chances of winning this struggle are greater."

"Sigh, my husband isn’t ignorant of that either. It’s just that as the current Grand Chancellor, there are some things he simply cannot give up."

A trace of struggle appeared on Jinse’s fair face as she spoke in a pleading tone.

"If it really comes to the point of execution, if it really comes to the point where there is no other choice, can you tell Sister what other option there is?"

"The Guanzizai Workshop has been bound through generation after generation. Sometimes Sister is powerless too."

Liu Xuanyin shook her head and said.

"Sister."

Jinse suddenly smiled. "How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

Liu Xuanyin looked at her in confusion.

"In the future, if it really comes to that point, use your son’s life to exchange for my husband’s life."

Hearing that, Liu Xuanyin’s expression instantly turned cold, and she fixed her eyes sharply on Jinse.

"You’re playing with fire, sister."

Liu Xuanyin said icily.

"Sister really has no choice either. Everyone under heaven knows that you are cold and merciless. If I didn’t start with the worst possible bargain, I’m afraid my husband would never survive."

Jinse laughed softly, not caring in the least about Liu Xuanyin’s frosty expression.

Liu Xuanyin’s face was cold as ice as she stared at her. "Hah. Don’t try to anger me this way. We’ve been apart for ten years already. I long ago stopped caring."

"If you want to move against him, then Sister can’t stop you. At most it would just make Sister uncomfortable for a while."

"From the moment Sister became the Workshop Master of Guanzizai, all worldly ties had nothing to do with Sister anymore."

"Is that so?"

Jinse sneered coldly. "If Sister truly doesn’t care, then this little sister won’t hold back either."

"Such a handsome young man. If he vanished from this world, certain people would be very upset, wouldn’t they?"

"Even if it were only for a moment, it would probably still plant inner demons in their cultivation..."

"You dare!"

Liu Xuanyin glared at her coldly, her body sitting upright as her ample, full breasts rose and fell slightly.

"I knew it. Sister still cares very much about that child you abandoned years ago."

"This time I happened to see him, and I planted a Heart-Eating Gu inside him. If anything happens to my husband, I will use the gu technique to drag your child down with him..."

"Sister, I’m very sad too. I hope you’ll show mercy."

Jinse wore a smile, yet her face was full of killing intent. There was no trace of venom on the surface, but her methods were vicious beyond measure.

Anyone would be deceived by her beautiful, gentle face.

"So... you’re threatening me!"

Liu Xuanyin’s fierce gaze locked onto Jinse.

Jinse took out a dagger from behind her and set it on the bed, saying calmly, "It’s not a threat. It’s an exchange using this sister’s life."

"Kill me here, and all threats will naturally be gone."

"Otherwise, you should understand."

"You think I wouldn’t dare kill you?"

Liu Xuanyin picked up the dagger and said coldly.

"I forgot to tell Sister. That gu worm has already linked my heart with your son’s. If I die, your son won’t survive either."

"What a pity. Your son is so outstanding. Whether he dies of an accident while dying with me, or is ended by his own mother’s hand..."

"Even if he goes to the underworld, he’d be heartbroken."

Jinse was completely unafraid.

"Also, your son is really perverted. Every time he sees me, he always stares at my feet."

"I wonder, if one day he sees how beautiful his own mother is, would he have other thoughts?"

"You should know that in all these years, no one who has threatened me has ever ended well."

Liu Xuanyin said coldly, tossing the dagger in her hand aside.

Jinse’s face stiffened and turned pale.

She was taking a desperate risk, forced into a corner.

By now the palace struggle had reached its most intense stage, and either side might launch a ruthless assassination at any time.

Liu Xuanyin spent all year in the Guanzizai Workshop, and with her own strength she naturally had no fear.

But Li Zhi was older, and he entered and left the palace frequently. There was no telling whether one day he might be assassinated.

"Sister, what I said just now was only a heat-of-the-moment outburst. Besides, I watched that child grow up. How could I bear to kill him?"

"But Sister, you’re almost an immortal already. Why must you care about that child?"

"Back then, with that matter involving Wei Ming, didn’t you handle it with such flair?"

Jinse said with a somewhat aggrieved tone.

"Tell me, what’s Wei Yang’s situation now?"

Liu Xuanyin seemed even more exhausted. Lying on the bed, she spoke softly.

"Your son is living very happily."

"What do you mean?"

Liu Xuanyin looked at Jinse, not understanding.

"Hmph, at such a young age he already enjoys extreme carnal pleasure. He spends every day blissfully happy with his master, Feng Aoxian, like an immortal in paradise. I’m afraid he’s already forgotten all about you, his mother."

"You said... Feng Aoxian?"

Liu Xuanyin froze for a moment and stared at her.

"Who else could it be besides Feng Aoxian, the palace master of Fengxuan Palace."

"That woman is extraordinarily beautiful. It’s no wonder Wei Yang is so infatuated with her."

"Every day they toss the sheets around and tumble across the bed together, living in sheer pleasure."

"Especially Feng Aoxian’s pair of black-stockinged beautiful feet. They aren’t any worse than Sister’s. I think Wei Yang really loves them, enjoying them every day..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Xuanyin said coldly. She immediately sat up and got down from the bed to put on her boots.

"Are you angry?"

Jinse looked at Liu Xuanyin with a smile. "Do you feel like the thing most important to you has been stolen away?"

Seeing Liu Xuanyin’s ugly expression, Jinse continued, "Your ruthlessness is something I can’t compare to. A mother who can abandon her own son, I’ve never seen such a thing."

"I’d guess Wei Yang has started to think of Palace Master Feng as his mother."

"Every day he plays with her silk-stockinged beautiful feet, just like he’s playing with his own mother’s silk-stockinged beautiful feet."

Liu Xuanyin’s face flushed at her words, but she could not refute them, because before she left Wei Yang’s side ten years ago, when they slept together every day, he would often lick her silk-stockinged beautiful feet.

At the time, she had only thought it was a way for a child to admire his mother.

"I didn’t expect you to be this perverted too."

Liu Xuanyin said coldly.

"Perverted?"

"That still doesn’t compare to you, Sister. You let him lick his mother’s silk-stockinged feet from such a young age. Wasn’t this perverted upbringing your doing too...?"

"What you hide in your heart is some unknown perverse desire, and your son inherited your desire too..."

"Get out!"

Liu Xuanyin could no longer stand her nonsense and couldn’t help but shout angrily.

This was the first time in so many years that she had lost her composure.

"Next time I see him, I’ll make him play with my silk-stockinged beautiful feet, and then have him call me mommy."

"Calling me mommy while licking silk-stockinged beautiful feet... I’ve never enjoyed anything like that before."

"Sister, that feeling should be wonderful, right!"

After she finished speaking, a smile appeared on Jinse’s face, and she turned to leave.

Outside the palace, a maid ran up to Jinse. "Madam, are you returning to the residence?"

"To the palace."

Jinse said coldly.

"Yes, Madam!"

"Sister... now that I have your leverage, let’s see what choice you make."

Jinse thought with a cold expression.

Inside the palace, Liu Xuanyin lay collapsed on the bed.

Then she sat back up and looked at her beautiful black-stockinged feet, unable to stop thinking of the scene from ten years ago when her own son licked her feet.

Especially after Jinse’s provocations, it stirred a strange tremor in her heart.

He was her only child. How could she not worry?

"What am I thinking?"

It seemed the memory of that scene had made her face red. She then spoke lightly, and her expression returned to calm.

"Little sister, do you think this is enough to threaten Sister?"

"Too naive."

"Sister has long since cultivated the Five Realms of Bewitching Freedom to the Yellow-Spring Realm, and I am only one step away from the legendary Morning Emperor Realm."

"No one can stop Sister’s path forward, not even Wei Yang!"

Thinking of that, Liu Xuanyin’s expression instantly turned as cold as frost.

....................

Night. Fengxuan Palace. Shrine Hall, the palace master’s sleeping chamber.

"Good disciple, does Master look beautiful tonight?"

Feng Aoxian turned once and said with a smile.

"Beautiful. There is no one in the world more beautiful than Master."

Wei Yang lay on the bed and said excitedly.

"Heehee, I never expected my disciple to have this kind of talent. You actually made such exquisite clothes and shoes, perfectly bringing out Master’s figure."

Feng Aoxian was wearing a red cheongsam with a slit, and on her feet were red high heels. A pair of purple ultra-thin stockings emphasized her breathtaking figure.

The cheongsam and high heels were recently made by Wei Yang.

What she was wearing was the very first set in this world.

As a transmigrator, he knew exactly how to make a cheongsam and high heels.

"Master, I made them especially for you."

Wei Yang said, pulling Feng Aoxian into his arms.

"Master, from now on I’ll make even more clothes and high heels for you."

"Mm, so obedient. Kiss kiss!"

Feng Aoxian said tenderly. She opened her mouth and sealed Wei Yang’s lips with hers, her bright red, delicate tongue sliding in to softly tease and twine with his.

Glittering saliva spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Wei Yang’s hands gently kneaded Feng Aoxian’s large, full breasts.

"Mmngh... ahh..."

Feng Aoxian let out a soft moan.

Wei Yang felt sweetness flooding his mouth as his tongue and Feng Aoxian’s kept tangling together.

By the time the two were parting with effort, strands of glistening saliva hung between their mouths like threads.

"Master, I..."

Before Wei Yang could finish, Feng Aoxian had already stretched out her silk-wrapped fingers and pressed them against his lips.

"Lie down."

Wei Yang backed up onto the bed and lay down.

Feng Aoxian’s face was flushed red, her desire boundless. She knelt on the bed, then lifted her red high-heeled feet and placed them above Wei Yang’s head.

"Do you want them badly?"

"I... I do..."

"Then lick Master’s high heels properly."

As she spoke, Feng Aoxian’s red high heel moved to Wei Yang’s nose.