Empress Beixue was already full of unease, and being stared at by Jiang Fan, her heart grew even more flustered.

"Do you not like it?" Her ten fingers slowly came to a stop.

Jiang Fan was at a loss for words.

Was it really a question of like or dislike?

"No need to hold back, go ahead and do as you please."

Empress Beixue couldn’t quite grasp Jiang Fan’s intentions; was he disdainful of the massage being boring?

Her enticing red lips pressed together slightly, and Empress Beixue looked down at her waist, where a light yellow ribbon tied in a bow outlined her slender waist.

She struggled internally for a moment, but ultimately reached out her fingers to grasp one end of the bow and gently pulled.

As the bow unraveled, the light yellow ribbon silently floated down.

The blue-white silk gown clinging to her captivating body slackened as if it had lost its restraint, revealing her smooth, white shoulders and distinct collarbones.

Then, her fingers gently moved to unbutton the front closure of her dress.

One button, two buttons, three buttons.

When the third button was undone, the silky smooth long gown slipped slowly down her slippery skin to her jade-like feet, forming a thin pile.

The graceful and slender perfect body was now covered only by a white bustier, barely concealing the most True White parts.

"My lord..." Empress Beixue whispered softly, her body slowly leaning back, lying on the soft white carpet.

The carpet formed a human-shaped depression under her, before bouncing back somewhat.

But still, it half-encased her body.

As if imprisoned within the carpet, to be at the mercy of others.

Jiang Fan turned at the sound, his eyes reflecting a scene that suddenly made his heart race.

A face as beautiful as pure jade, bathed in the light of the sunset, tightly closed eyes, eyelashes quivering like fans in the wind, the bustier rising and falling rapidly and intensely.

He stared, dumbfounded, for a full ten seconds before snapping back to his senses, quickly turning away and exclaiming, "What are you doing?"

Empress Beixue opened her snowy eyes, lightly biting her red lip: "Is my lord feigning ignorance?"

Jiang Fan quickly said, "Put your clothes on quickly, did you misunderstand something?"

Misunderstand?

Empress Beixue sat up, grabbed the long sheer dress to cover her upper body, a flash of panic in her eyes.

If this was a misunderstanding, it would be a colossal joke. How would she, she live this down?

"Weren’t you the one who... who wanted me to offer myself and become your woman?"

Pfft—

A surge of energy and blood nearly erupted from within Jiang Fan, as he urgently exclaimed:

"When did I ever ask you to offer yourself?"

Empress Beixue tightened her grip on her dress, growing more uneasy, and she became anxious:

"You clearly said that cooperation between our two races is meaningless without trust, that a deeper connection is needed."

"Isn’t that marriage?"

My God!

Jiang Fan hurriedly said, "I never said marriage!"

Empress Beixue panicked: "Then why did you ask me to persuade my daughter and consider her feelings? Wasn’t it to become her new father?"

Jiang Fan shot to his feet, feeling the world spinning around him.

He had been wondering where the tacit understanding between him and Empress Beixue had come from?

Turned out, their thoughts were worlds apart, one in the sky and one deep underground!

He wiped his face fiercely, saying irritably: "I meant for your daughter to come to Central Earth as a hostage!"

"So you could communicate with her well, don’t be too resistant!"

What?

Empress Beixue also stood up abruptly, the sunset glow on her face receded like a tide, leaving her complexion pale.

She pointed at Jiang Fan’s back, misty eyes forming:

"You... I... my daughter and the entire tribe know I was to offer myself to you, and now you tell me it’s a misunderstanding?"

"How am I supposed to face anyone?"

Jiang Fan held his head, feeling at his wit’s end!

Adding insult to injury, at the very moment he was vexed and undecided, the sky above the camp resounded with the overwhelming pressure of Sage Realm figures.

The sages of Central Earth had arrived!

At this very moment!

If they saw Empress Beixue undressed with Jiang Fan, could it even be explained clearly?

No, is there even a need to explain?

He urgently said: "Put on your clothes quickly, don’t let the sages of Central Earth misunderstand!"

Empress Beixue panicked: "Why did you even invite people from Central Earth over?"

She hurriedly dressed, but the more she dressed, the more aggrieved she felt.

She didn’t know how to explain things to her daughter, nor how to face her tribe.

She had betrayed her former husband, aggrieved her daughter, willing to be a bad wife, a bad mother to serve Jiang Fan.

In the end, it was all a massive misunderstanding.

And what about Jiang Fan?

He clapped his hands, unscathed, and could even boast about the Asura Empress offering herself to him.

Empress Beixue stared at Jiang Fan’s back, slowing down her dressing, a resolve flashing in her eyes.

Feeling the pressure growing stronger, she made up her mind.

The newly donned sheer long dress was taken off again, even the bustier on her chest was removed.

She stepped forward, extending her arms to embrace Jiang Fan from behind, her fiery body pressing tightly against his back.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

The sudden change startled Jiang Fan; he turned to face a pair of mournful eyes.

"With things as they are, I have no way out, whether for my people’s safety or my own reputation."

"I can only choose this desperate measure!"

"If you won’t grant me the reality of being husband and wife, then I shall steal the name of it!"

With those words, she opened her red lips and breathed out a black glow onto the array formations surrounding the camp.

The isolating array melted like wax.

Jiang Fan’s face changed drastically: "Stop!"

He attempted to pry Empress Beixue’s hands off, but she was the Asura Empress, her cultivation sealed, but physique still as formidable as ever.

He couldn’t move even a single finger, and was instead pinned down onto the carpet by Empress Beixue.

As they tumbled, the carpet wrapped around them.

From the outside, the carpet rolled violently like clouds billowing.

The sages of Central Earth entered with chatter and laughter.

Dongfang Canyue joked with a giggle: "Husband, your little wife is here, is there some joyous occasion to discuss with me..."

As she stepped inside the camp, her laughter ceased.

Her eyes stared fixedly at the carpet rolling like a wolf.

Green Pearl, the Jiangshan First-class Building Owner, the Nine Nether Demon Venerable, the Ancient Zen Buddha Venerable, and others stood rooted in place with frozen expressions.

Pop~

With a strange sound, Empress Beixue poked her head out of the carpet, revealing snow-white, striking shoulders, her face shy as spring waters reflected peach blossoms:

"Please wait outside for a moment, everyone. We will exit shortly."

The sages of Central Earth were momentarily stunned before quickly regaining their composure and nodding as they exited the tent.

Once they had left, the carpet unfolded again.

Empress Beixue pressed down on Jiang Fan’s wrists, pinning him firmly to the carpet, then used her chest to smother Jiang Fan’s face, preventing him from speaking.

"Mmm mmm mmm~" Jiang Fan could neither move nor speak, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Alright, alright, he had imprisoned Empress Beixue for over a month.

Now, it was his turn to be held captive!