After Becoming a Succubus, I Was Offered to My Mortal Enemy - Chapter 18

Chapter 18

The thought that she had been toyed with by this foreign woman for the past few days—and had almost been deceived by her harmless appearance—made Sikong Xue feel incredibly stifled.

The woman had sent Chun He to fetch medicinal oil for promoting blood circulation; she must have done it to trigger the “heat” and seduce her. How could someone as sharp-eyed as Sikong Xue fall for such a trick?

Sikong Xue barged into the West Court, intending to snatch the medicinal oil back, only to find Ning Yuan wearing nothing but a thin inner garment. With half her shoulder and arm exposed, she was waiting for Chun He to apply the medicine. There were indeed bruises on her shoulder and arm, looking as though she had suffered a significant injury.

Realizing that this medicine might act as an aphrodisiac for the Succubus race, Sikong Xue took a deep breath and barked at Chun He, “Who gave you permission to apply medicine to her!“

Chun He was so startled that her hand shook, and the bottle of medicinal oil slipped, spilling entirely onto Ning Yuan’s shoulder.

Sikong Xue: !!!

Ning Yuan hurriedly tried to pull the quilt over her to cover her exposed skin, unwilling to be seen by Sikong Xue. Meanwhile, Xia Xun scrambled to use a handkerchief to wipe the oil off Ning Yuan’s body. If this medicinal oil got onto the bedding, it would be a nightmare to clean.

Having Sikong Xue barge in so suddenly made Ning Yuan feel both frightened and wronged. She had said she was fine; it was Chun He who insisted on fetching the oil. It wasn’t like she was being dramatic. This wasn’t some priceless medicine; why was Sikong Xue being so stingy?

Perhaps Sikong Xue simply wanted her to stay in pain, which was why she scolded them.

After Xia Xun finished wiping the oil off, Chun He explained frantically, “Master, the Miss is injured; there’s a huge bruise on her. It was this servant who insisted on applying the medicine. I didn’t know the medicine was so precious. Please do not blame the Miss.“

Chun He truly thought Sikong Xue was begrudging the half-bottle of oil.

Sikong Xue frowned. “The bruises are on her body; how would you see them?“

Isn’t it because she intentionally showed her wounds to deceive Chun He and Xia Xun into pitying her? Acting piteously lovely all day long truly made one suspicious of her motives.

Just as she finished speaking, Sikong Xue noticed the bath bucket behind the screen, and her expression grew even colder. “You have hands and feet; does a small matter like bathing require others to help?“

Even if she had told them to take good care of this woman, did “bathing” need to be a personal service?

Being scolded for no reason made Ning Yuan feel extremely miserable. Since Sikong Xue had just forbidden her from glaring, Ning Yuan didn’t dare lose her temper. She simply wrapped herself in the quilt and buried her head in the soft pillow, refusing to look at Sikong Xue.

The room felt stiflingly hot, but since Sikong Xue was in an inexplicable rage, Ning Yuan didn’t dare ask anyone to open a window.

Seeing her burying her head in anger, Sikong Xue stood frozen. Sometimes when A-Yuan was angry, she would act exactly like this—burying her face and ignoring everyone. Could there really be two people so similar in this world?

Noticing the tips of Ning Yuan’s ears turning red, Sikong Xue realized that Chun He had accidentally spilled the oil on the girl. She turned to the two maids and ordered, “Both of you, get out.“

Xia Xun said nervously, “Master, this is all our fault. The Miss is frail; please do not hit her.“

Sikong Xue looked so fierce that Xia Xun feared she might actually strike Ning Yuan. Since they were assigned to serve the girl, if she truly angered the Master, their lives in the manor wouldn’t be easy either.

Sikong Xue repeated, “I said, both of you, get out!“

Chun He hurriedly pulled Xia Xun out. Left alone, Ning Yuan finally let her temper flare. She sat up, her eyes rimmed with red, and looked at Sikong Xue: “If you want to hit me, hit me. If you want to kill me, kill me. Why take your anger out on them? I am alone here anyway. Even if you kill me, no one will care.“

Her piteous appearance made Sikong Xue wonder if she should continue her cold act.

“Do you really not know that you cannot use medicinal oils that promote blood circulation?” Sikong Xue’s tone finally softened considerably.

Ning Yuan sniffed and looked at her blankly. “What did you say?“

“As a member of the foreign tribes, do you not know that if you use such medicine, it will… it will…“

Seeing the girl’s face flushing while she maintained an innocent expression made Sikong Xue feel an inexplicable restlessness.

Ning Yuan asked in confusion, “It will what?“

Sikong Xue felt her throat grow dry. This woman was so defenseless, exposing herself like this in front of others—was she not afraid of being bullied? She was so weak that if Sikong Xue did anything to her now, she wouldn’t be able to resist. No, she was a Succubus; how could she not know which medicines to avoid?

Sikong Xue stepped forward and gripped Ning Yuan’s chin. “You seduce me like this… what exactly are you trying to get?“

She’s doing all this just to act piteous and entice me.

Ning Yuan was suffering from a mounting heat, but Sikong Xue’s hand felt very cool. Even though Sikong Xue was being malicious, Ning Yuan was being controlled by the heat of passion. She involuntarily tilted her head back, seeking more of that coolness.

Seeking closeness, her eyes remained innocent as her pink lips parted slightly: “When did I ever seduce you?“

She hadn’t seduced Sikong Xue; how could she possibly do that! She was just feeling hot and was greedy for the cold. No, wait… why was she suddenly so hot?

A bit of Ning Yuan’s sanity returned. She remembered that she was now in a Succubus’s body and would be controlled by the heat from time to time. She glanced at the medicine bottle on the bedside table, wanting to reach for it, but her chin was still held by Sikong Xue, making her unable to move.

She didn’t understand why Sikong Xue was so angry. Perhaps it was because Sikong Xue had always hated her, and that hatred extended even to the maids who took care of her.

Her body was controlled by desire, but her heart was filled with bitterness. How could she expect her rival to be kind to her? How could she hope for Sikong Xue to help her during her heat?

Whether from the unbearable sensation or from feeling wronged, a tear slid down from the corner of Ning Yuan’s eye.

“I didn’t do it on purpose…“

The once spoiled young mistress was now helpless and falling into Sikong Xue’s hands, only able to weep in distress.

Feeling the heat on the web of her hand from the tear, Sikong Xue hurriedly let go. The girl’s chin was red—the culprit being none other than the supposedly refined and noble Sikong Xue.

“Do you truly not know that using such oil would stir up… the heat?“

She meant it as an interrogation, but when the words came out, she had no momentum left.

Ning Yuan tried to reach for the medicine, but her arms felt too weak to lift. She could only plead with Sikong Xue to help her. “I really didn’t know anything.“

She had woken up as a Succubus for no reason; how could she know these things? No wonder Sikong Xue had forbidden her from touching the oil earlier. The heat was becoming unbearable, and Ning Yuan had to speak: “Can you give me the medicine… please?“

Fearing Sikong Xue wouldn’t agree, she softened her voice. “Please, help me.” At this moment, Ning Yuan didn’t know if she wanted Sikong Xue to fetch the pills or help her in some other way.

Sikong Xue tried her best to suppress her breathing, terrified the woman would see she had already been enticed. She picked up the medicine bottle from the bedside and brought a pill to Ning Yuan’s lips.

Ning Yuan knelt on the bed and leaned forward. She intended only to take the pill with her tongue, but she accidentally drew Sikong Xue’s fingers into her mouth as well. Her inner garment had somehow loosened slightly, and her fair skin was stained with a faint pink hue from the heat.

Sikong Xue hurriedly withdrew her fingers. Seeing the thin thread of silver drawn from the corner of the girl’s mouth, her own heartbeat became impossible to control.

It felt as though the one trapped in the heat of passion wasn’t the Succubus before her, but Sikong Xue herself.

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