After the Breakup, All Four Wives Went Crazy! - Chapter 1

Her ears were right underneath Su Zhao’s palm.

Trembling with timidity.

Soft, pink, and pitiful, like newborn petals in the spring.

The succubus asked lazily, “Are they pretty? You’ve been staring so hard you can’t even look away.”

This succubus had a pair of exquisite, pointed ears.

Su Zhao couldn’t put them down, stroking them over and over again.

She nodded calmly and praised generously, “Pretty, very pretty.”

Who doesn’t love a gorgeous older sister?

Not to mention, the beauty right before her was soft, charming, and sexy.

With a fiery and proactive personality.

While Su Zhao was still lingeringly petting her ears, that graceful body boldly leaned in, snuggling bonelessly into her arms.

She wore only a loose layer of black, gossamer-thin gauze, as light as a cicada’s wing and nearly transparent, like an optional decoration.

It did nothing to hide the scenery concealed beneath it.

Nor could it stop the rolling body temperature radiating outward.

Su Zhao’s ears burned hot.

She sat up straight, not daring to look around at all.

“Are you very hungry?” The succubus leaned in to whisper, her gaze charming and pregnant with spring, leaving things half-said.

As if deliberately teasing her, her voice grew lower and lower. To hear what she was saying clearly, Su Zhao had to follow and close the distance. “The way you’re looking at me, it’s like you’re going to eat me up.”

Now that they were closer, Su Zhao could see even more clearly.

As the succubus lazily rose to her feet, the gauze swayed gently. Her gaze dipped inadvertently, revealing patches of skin as white as snow in the gaps.

It looked exceptionally appetizing.

“You caught me.”

Su Zhao’s throat moved unconsciously.

With her little thoughts seen right through, Su Zhao’s cheeks flushed slightly. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she offered a very polite explanation:

“Because you are too charming. In all my years, I’ve never seen a succubus as perfect as you.”

“Your beauty has already surpassed the power of all curses in this world. I have almost no resistance, and I gladly surrender and fall under your pomegranate skirt.”

Having rattled all that off in one breath, the succubus was amused by her blunt praise, rocking back and forth. She braced her hands on Su Zhao’s shoulders, widened the distance a bit, and curved her slender eyes.

“Your Highness Princess Dorothy, today is the first day I’ve learned that your little mouth is so sweet.”

As if suddenly struck by a whim, she lifted Su Zhao’s chin.

“I love hearing sweet talk like this the most. Little Highness, give me some more.”

Su Zhao was a complete and utter face-con.

When it comes to face-cons, you know how it is.

She had zero bottom line and no defense whatsoever against beauties. Wherever a beauty told her to go, she went; whatever a beauty told her to do, she did. Even if the beauty were to open her cherry lips right now and urge her to jump off this cliff, Su Zhao wouldn’t hesitate for a second.

Anyway, games can be restarted.

What’s the point of playing a game if not for fun?

The lingering fragrance seemed to grow countless little hands, grabbing Su Zhao’s heart, giving it a light tug, and then another. Su Zhao had zero intention of resisting, simply gazing into her eyes.

Full of sincerity, she spared no praise:

“Before you appeared, I never knew the great Creator had a selfish side, giving you such unique and exclusive favoritism.”

“The very moment you appeared before my eyes, I was instantly captured by your charm and became your captive! Even my magic wand feels ashamed of itself, losing its luster in your presence.”

Every word was fervent, every sentence utterly sincere.

The succubus fell silent for a moment, slowly tightening her grip on Su Zhao’s chin.

“You really sound like you’ve been dipped in honey.”

She stroked Su Zhao’s lips thoughtfully.

After a long while, she offered a meaningful compliment:

“I really want to taste if it’s truly that sweet.”

This!

Who could possibly withstand this?!

Su Zhao sat up straight, desperately trying to pull back her straying train of thought. A beauty is a beauty, but she hadn’t completely snatched away Su Zhao’s soul. Curious, Su Zhao asked:

“Did you risk your life and go through all that trouble to kidnap me from the Summer Palace just to make me compliment you a few times?”

The succubus who had suddenly appeared before her.

Possessed the pointed ears and horns characteristic of a succubus.

Her figure was voluptuous and soft, her layers of gauze swaying and rising and falling in the wind, winding and drifting away like nimble ink-colored smoke, outlining her curvaceous figure.

Her entire person exuded an irresistible, fatal temptation.

Just like the nursery rhymes popular across the continent.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her dark hair was deep and rich. Her bright red lips were like blooming roses; she was a miracle woven of magic and temptation.

She was a wondrous, beautiful nightmare from the abyss.

“When in the world did I ever offend you?”

Su Zhao racked her brains but couldn’t figure out what kind of massive stakes could drive this powerful succubus to debase herself and transform into a daring robber.

In broad daylight, subduing heavy guards, she had broken straight into the capital of the Lan Yin Empire and forcefully kidnapped her, a mere imperial princess.

“You’re talking about this?”

The succubus, who had remained calm and natural until now, uncomfortably wiggled her ears and guiltily lowered her head.

She softened her body, winding herself lazily into the arms of her calm victim. The hand pinching Su Zhao’s chin released at some point. Faced with accusations from her victim, even if the other party spoke in a calm tone, her conscience prickled just a bit.

Assuming she had a conscience, that is.

Her gaze drifted around the ground, not daring to meet Su Zhao’s eyes.

“You’re meeting me for the first time today, where’d you get the idea that you offended me?”

The poor victim nodded: “Oh.”

Su Zhao repeated softly: “So today is my first time seeing you.”

First meeting, no prior offenses.

Yet this robber had suddenly appeared, charging fiercely into her home, knocking out her guards, and carting her, the poor victim, off as her own trophy of war.

How could Su Zhao deserve such an honor?

The robber opposite her looked at the sky, looked at the earth, and looked at the empty air.

She simply refused to make eye contact.

Such a sought-after succubus, immensely powerful and renowned, what was her problem, picking a fight with an unfavored imperial princess like her?

Su Zhao asked: “Does that mean you’ve seen me before?”

She had naturally caught onto such an obvious play on words.

The lady robber lifted her chin, feeling entirely righteous even if her argument wasn’t: “You royals are all like peacocks, holding grand flower-cart parades year after year. Of course I’ve seen you long ago.”

As a game streamer, Su Zhao loved to play and treated the joy of experiencing things as her top priority; she was a thorough pleasure-seeker.

The moment the succubus appeared, the system had automatically reminded her that this was one of her romance targets.

In this dating sim game, as long as you maxed out the affection level of a target, you had the chance to unlock a romance side story, allowing for an unlimited, uninhibited brand-new romantic experience.

For Su Zhao, who was always shouting, “I want to have a sweet romance,” this was an irresistible attraction.

(Doesn’t this give off total visual novel vibes?)

Because of this, being able to cuddle with a gorgeous older sister, spend a bit more time together, and get more chances to boost her affection level was exactly what Su Zhao wanted.

However, fun was fun and games were games; that didn’t mean she would blindly chase the main plot and completely ignore the non-quest-related lore.

Su Zhao rubbed her head, looked around, and finally took in their current environment, asking curiously:

“We have no grievances between us, what on earth do you want by kidnapping me?”

They were currently on a dangerous precipice.

Before the two of them lay a vast, barren expanse of land. Forget people, there wasn’t even a shadow of a bird.

Behind them was an endless sea.

Churning with heavy waves.

The environment was particularly harsh. Su Zhao weighed her own capabilities, hesitating between diving into the sea to fish and digging in the dirt to eat earth, concluding that she probably wouldn’t survive either.

After all, this was a world with magic.

And she was a pitiful little creature who couldn’t master a single shred of magic.

Even a demonic bird could peck her to death.

In short, there was no escaping with wings.

The ears under Su Zhao’s fingertips twitched.

“Seeing how hard you endured for so long, I thought you were really as you claimed, completely devoted to me and wishing you could tear your heart out to offer to me.”

The succubus’s mocking tone carried a vague sense of probing, making Su Zhao’s heart itch so much that she couldn’t help pinching her ear again.

Which earned her a glare that was half-angry, half-spiteful.

As a beauty in an unscientific world, the succubus, being part of a fantasy species, had waved her hand and poured all her precious tech points into the “Allure” skill, naturally yielding stunning results.

Even her scent carried a searing, scorching heat. Fanned by the breeze of the succubus’s movements, it seemed to grow legs and burrow relentlessly straight into Su Zhao’s heart.

“Let’s put that aside for now.”

The beauty rested a hand on her shoulder, her exotic purple eyes leaning in. The already short distance between them closed once more to an intimate degree where it couldn’t get any closer.

“As for you, suddenly kidnapped by me, you actually aren’t afraid at all.”

Her tone was like whispering secrets, her damp tongue practically licking Su Zhao’s cheek.

Her earlobes were definitely red.

Sizzling hot.

No matter how unflappable Su Zhao usually was, by this point her throat felt dry and she was struggling to hold her ground. She pressed her hand against the beauty’s shoulder, pushing back with all her might.

“Talking is talking, don’t lean in so close.”

That soft ear tip felt as though it had been roasted by her body heat, melting against Su Zhao’s skin. The moment her fingers touched the ear, Su Zhao’s limbs betrayed her of their own accord, and her pushing force instantly softened.

She honestly pinched the succubus’s ear tip.

Playing hard to get.

This damn, disobedient hand!

Su Zhao wanted nothing more to give it a few smacks and lecture it with a stern face.

She wanted to spit on herself.

Her limbs and her brain were locked in a heavenly battle.

Before Su Zhao could shift her body away, her face was cradled by the succubus.

The beauty looked straight at her, completely ignoring her insincere rejection, and softened her voice like she was acting spoiled: “Your Highness, can you quietly tell me, what kind of trump cards do you actually have?”

As expected of a succubus.

Her tone carried endless tenderness, the tails of her words lifting slightly as if every syllable had been soaked in honey, carrying a sweet numbness that went straight to the bones.

Just at that moment of bewitchment.

Su Zhao’s hand suddenly emptied as the succubus’s perky ears escaped her grasp.

The wind leaked through her fingers, leaving them feeling empty.

Those pointed ears, which had captured Su Zhao’s attention the moment she appeared, successfully slipped away.

Su Zhao’s focus temporarily scattered, all of it concentrated on those soft, appetizing ear tips as she subconsciously reached out to grab them again.

“Your Highness Princess Dorothy.”

Seemingly dissatisfied with being ignored, the beauty pressed down on her wrist and turned her face back.

Su Zhao grabbed empty air and finally shifted her gaze back with reluctance: “If a trump card can be spoken aloud, then it’s not a trump card anymore, you know.”

She hadn’t been completely addled by beauty yet; she hadn’t completely forgotten her status as a prisoner.

The creature in front of her was a dangerous element, after all.

The succubus furrowed her brows slightly, seemingly displeased with her answer.

Su Zhao’s hands were completely empty now, and the wind seemed to grow stronger. Turning her head slightly, she could faintly hear the churning of the sea and the roaring waves crashing against the cliff face.

She wore only a thin silk nightgown, putting her on par with the coolly seductive succubus.

The wind drilled into her clothes from all directions. Su Zhao felt a bit cold; the only heat source nearby was the body in her arms.

She seemed to have no other choice.

She couldn’t help hugging the succubus tighter.

Looking down like this, Su Zhao’s attention shifted from those pointed elf ears to the curved horns atop the succubus’s head.

Her surging curiosity shifted direction.

“Are the horns on your head real?”

Clearly, she was different from other humans.

She wasn’t afraid of her in the least.

The succubus couldn’t help feeling a bit deflated, replying listlessly: “Fake.”

Ever since entering this game, from dwarves to nature’s spirits like elves, Su Zhao had already seen plenty of beautiful and magical creations.

It was rare to see a succubus she had been curious about for so long. Whether to divert from the dangerous topic or to satisfy her own curiosity, she kept asking.

“Can I touch them?”

She asked just like that.

And while asking, Su Zhao had already reached out impatiently.

The smooth, hard, ice-cold-as-water texture flashed and vanished.

Those slender, delicate horns gave a fierce twitch, as if startled, and pulled back rapidly.

The owner of the horns also opened her eyes wide in disbelief:

“What are you doing?”

Reluctant to pull her hand back, Su Zhao kept her gaze fixed tightly on that perfect piece of art: “What are you dodging for?”

Sensing her covetous desire, the owner of the horns tightened her grip on Su Zhao’s face and raised her voice in warning: “No touching!”

“Fine.”

Since the owner of the horns wasn’t willing, Su Zhao naturally couldn’t force her. She could only agree with lingering reluctance, savoring the cool tactile sensation in her mind.

Pinned by the succubus so she couldn’t move, her eyes shifted sideways following the position of the horns, and then she locked her restless gaze onto the succubus’s pointed ears once more.

With a tone of negotiation: “You already let me touch your ears just now, can I touch them again?”

The succubus’s usual steady and calm composure cracked slightly. Amused and exasperated by this daring creature, she changed her hold from cradling to pinching, venting her frustration by squeezing Su Zhao’s cheek.

“Your Highness, you really are overstepping. Don’t you know that a succubus’s horns and ears can’t just be touched by anyone?”

Overstepping?

She actually said she was overstepping!

Su Zhao had always been a very polite person, a model youth who did good deeds and received public commendation.

To be accused of overstepping to her face, this was a first in history!

Su Zhao was a bit surprised and a bit aggrieved. Her hands dropped down, and she obediently apologized: “I’s sorry, I didn’t know.”

They say the appreciation of beauty is universal.

Liking to look at pretty older sisters was just human nature.

Life was so boring; if there weren’t pleasing-to-the-eye pretty sisters around, how dull days would be.

On second thought, the tiny pang of guilt Su Zhao had just felt vanished completely. Her self-blame dissipated as she grew increasingly calm, her hands relaxing as they rested on her knees.

Besides, wasn’t this pretty older sister the one who leaned in on her own and let her touch them?

She hadn’t gone around randomly groping people.

The older sister was still in her arms right now and hadn’t pulled away.

Noticing she looked a bit dejected, the succubus’s stern tone softened. Resting her head on Su Zhao’s shoulder, she looked up at her: “Actually, it’s not that big of a deal.”

Before she could finish paving her reluctant exit ramp, Su Zhao suddenly thought of a solution, her eyes lighting up as she said enthusiastically:

“Then do you want to touch me? I’ll let you touch me back, consider it an apology to you, how about that?”

The succubus choked.

Su Zhao immediately rolled up her sleeves, extending a slender, fair wrist right in front of her. While speaking, she lovingly stroked her own skin, trying hard not to let the boastfulness in her tone overflow.

“I just bathed in petal milk, I smell so good, and my skin is smooth, it feels great to touch, you know.”

The succubus: “…”

Every single step of how things unfolded exceeded her expectations. As a result, the ambiguous atmosphere she had worked so hard to build was wiped clean, leaving her amused yet exasperated by the current scene.

She was always the one actively seducing others; this was the first time she had been naively and earnestly seduced by someone else.

Even though the owner of that hand didn’t seem to realize that what she was doing counted as a form of seduction.

Su Zhao held up her arm, looking at her with wide, expectant eyes, saying in earnest: “Do you really not want to touch me? The hand feel is really good!”

She added in a tiny voice:

“At least I like it a lot myself!”

The succubus slowly released her face.

Her expression was very calm. Su Zhao breathed a quiet sigh of relief, lowering her tired arm and relaxing her previously tense posture.

Only then did the succubus say softly: “Just touching a hand doesn’t show much sincerity for an apology, Your Highness.”

“Then, then, I…”

Su Zhao was utterly baffled, her gaze roaming back and forth between the succubus and her own exposed wrist as she found herself in a dilemma.

“What counts as having sincerity for an apology?”

“Do I need to teach you that?”

The beauty frowned slightly, looking as if she were genuinely angry.

When the succubus smiled, her upturned brows and eyes were charming and alluring.

Once she turned cold, coupled with those long, curved horns, beneath her unearthly demonic charm she possessed quite a striking, intimidating aggressiveness.

Su Zhao’s chin was caught in the web of the succubus’s thumb and forefinger, leaving her cheeks immobile. Trapped by this semi-forced restraint, she had no choice but to lift her head and look directly into those slightly chilly eyes with tear-misted vision.

“Alright, I have no interest in playing along with you anymore.”

Her movements were forceful, her tone cold:

“If you keep acting dumb like this, you don’t actually think naively that I wouldn’t dare do anything to an imperial noble like you, do you?”

Though sounding like an accusation, beneath the coldness, it faintly revealed a coaxing and spoiled tone, as if she were complaining about Su Zhao’s denseness.

As everyone knew, this was a dating sim.

The person opposite her was her romance target.

The preconception was deeply rooted, and Su Zhao’s train of thought had been led astray from the very beginning.

“Sister, you’re so pretty.”

Su Zhao looked into her eyes, her tone exceptionally sincere: “Even if you were willing to do something to me, I definitely wouldn’t be the one losing out.”

The succubus froze.

After a long while, she managed to speak with difficulty: “Although everyone knows Her Majesty the Empress doesn’t value you.”

She spoke very slowly, weighing every word while carefully observing Su Zhao’s expression.

To her surprise, however, the little princess merely looked at her quietly, appearing neither sad nor distressed.

A pair of black-and-white eyes, clean and clear, moistened by her recent unconscious tears, dragged along a tiny trace of watery vapor.

As if feeling a bit shy under her gaze, she bit her petal-like lips slightly, and when she smiled, two tiny dimples appeared beside her cheeks.

The succubus: “But you still shouldn’t lack vigilance toward outsiders.”

Su Zhao asked: “Lady Robber, do you want to hurt me?”

The succubus: “Is that something you can just ask directly?”

Su Zhao: “Lady Robber, will you let me go?”

The succubus: “This is not allowed to be asked either!”

Su Zhao: “Lady Robber, where are you taking me?”

The succubus: “…”

Su Zhao: “Lady Robber, what was your purpose in kidnapping me?”

The succubus: “…”

Su Zhao: “Lady Robber, can you return my magic wand to me?”

The succubus: “…”

Su Zhao: “I’m begging you! QAQ”

The succubus: “Do I look like an idiot to you?!”

Somewhere during those few lines of dialogue, both of them had unconsciously straightened up. The ambiguous atmosphere was swept away, and the interrupted mood couldn’t be picked back up.

The succubus couldn’t help closing her eyes. Although the conversation wasn’t intense, the content always made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

She didn’t want to talk anymore at all.

After a long while, she spoke with difficulty: “Can you ask some questions that I can actually answer?”

Su Zhao thought for a moment and asked with a deadpan expression:

“Beautiful Lady Robber, may I ask if you have a fiancee?”

The succubus: “…”

Four eyes met.

She didn’t answer.

However, the romance progress bar, which had been like a stagnant pool of water ever since the succubus appeared,

Finally, under Su Zhao’s expectant gaze, extremely, extremely slowly, like a crawling snail, trembling forward,

Moved 0.1 centimeters.

One-thousandth of the progress.

The succubus before her, despite looking warm as fire and rushing to kiss, hug, and cling to her right from the start,

So passionate and proactive she practically wanted to eat her alive,

Turned out to be the hardest character Su Zhao had ever encountered!

What a scummy, heartless woman!

Su Zhao felt a moment of dejection, but lifting her eyes to see her sister’s majestic and gorgeous face instantly revitalized her, bracing her spirits once more.

“Sister, do you have someone you l…”

Before she could finish her sentence, the succubus immediately reached out and covered her mouth: “Alright, shut up.”

Su Zhao let out a tiny whimpering sound, the low hum muffled in her throat as she looked at her with grievance.

It left the succubus with a heart full of guilt; though she hadn’t done anything wrong, she inexplicably felt the illusion of herself as a bully.

The succubus’s tightly clenched hand unconsciously loosened, as if guided by an invisible force.

She said unnaturally: “My turn to ask.”

Su Zhao nodded repeatedly.

“Do you like me?”

As expected! Sister truly lived up to being a sister!

Right off the bat with the ultimate question!

Her voice seemed wrapped in honey, tender enough to make one’s bones melt. Just a few simple words felt like they had hooks on them, effortlessly snagging Su Zhao’s drifting consciousness.

Su Zhao nodded without a moment’s hesitation: “I like you!”

Who doesn’t like a pretty older sister?

A pretty older sister who was both passionate and proactive, you couldn’t possibly not like that.

Even if the pretty older sister was a rose with thorns.

That didn’t matter!

The succubus cradled her face, looking down at her.

The little princess’s eyes were clear and moving, free of any impure thoughts, holding nothing but pure appreciation in her gaze.

Completely unlike the paranoia of her previous fanatical pursuers, whose mindset was that if they couldn’t have her, they would destroy her.

Lingering moisture mixed with fragrance washed over her. Su Zhao couldn’t help blinking, her damp eyelashes brushing across the succubus’s palm and raising a slight itch. Su Zhao smiled at her, looking exceptionally well-behaved.

There was a flicker of heartbeat.

She leaned down.

A dragonfly skimming the water’s surface, a light kiss.

Su Zhao opened her eyes wide, heat instantly rushing to her head and dyeing her cheeks red.

Stunned by her action, she didn’t dare move for a moment.

She asked in disbelief: “Sister?”

The romance progress bar inched forward by another 0.1 at turtle speed!

Simply,

A cause for great celebration!!

The succubus rested a hand on her shoulder.

Looking down at Su Zhao from on high.

She pinched her cheek, the force initially a bit heavy before quickly softening tenderly. Her fingertips gently stroked the spot she had just kissed, as if quite satisfied with her handiwork.

Still in that lazy tone, even her questioning tone sounded like flirting.

“Isn’t one kiss enough?”

Su Zhao sat obediently.

Stunned stupid by the sudden question.

“I, enough, completely enough, I don’t feel like it’s not enough.”

The succubus ignored her defense.

Her fingertips slowly kneaded that small patch of skin until the fair, tender flesh was rubbed into a full and bright red, even staining the corners of Su Zhao’s eyes with two or three inadvertent traces of crimson.

Her tone seemed even colder.

“Respected Princess.”

“Aren’t you being a bit too greedy?”

“Huh??”

Left speechless, Su Zhao stared in a daze as she was teased, kissed, and then accused of being too greedy by the very culprit who started it.

She was so shocked by this person’s ability to shift the blame and turn black into white that she couldn’t say a single word.

She, she, she, greedy?

The succubus gently stroked her cheek once more.

And smiled the faintest, shallowest smile.

“Alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”

She straightened up, reached out toward Su Zhao, and pulled her to her feet.

“It’s getting late, time to end this.”

As soon as Su Zhao stood up, she looked around in all directions. The surroundings were empty, an open, flat wasteland, basically a giant uninhabited zone with no sign of any living traces.

The distant sea level and ground level converged at a single point, where a hazy yellow and black stained and crushed each other, emitting an indescribably stale odor in the air.

The wind was somewhat strong, and the thin layer of gauze on the succubus fluttered like ascending smoke, blowing her wonderful curves into tumultuous waves.

Graceful, appetizing, and charming.

Though probably even more freezing.

If she weren’t wearing a dress herself, Su Zhao would have really wanted to take off her own clothes and throw them over her shoulders immediately.

Su Zhao grasped her hand, taking in their environment before looking back at the empty romance progress value, those pitiful two points of numerical progress, and suddenly feeling a bit sorrowful.

“Are we leaving this place?”

The succubus said indifferently: “This isn’t a place you humans can come.”

Su Zhao didn’t have much contact with other races and couldn’t understand the underlying meaning of her words yet. Paying no attention to the surrounding environment at this moment, she focused entirely on appreciating the beauty beside her.

Until this very moment, when it was time to part ways, she suddenly thought of a question:

“What’s your name?”

The succubus acted as though she had no bones, refusing to stand properly. Standing half a head taller than Su Zhao, the great beauty insisted on leaning lazily against her, saying lazily:

“When we meet next time, I’ll tell you.”

Su Zhao asked naturally: “When is next time?”

The smile on the succubus’s face gradually faded.

Her face sank into the howling wind, and the sharp horns atop her head flashed with starlight.

She looked at her calmly.

“That depends on whether you can live until then.”

The atmosphere plunged into stagnation in an instant.

“Your Highness, enjoy the greeting gift I sent you.”

The succubus moved away from her shoulder, her posture still lazy, but the smile was gone. The ice-blade-like coldness between her brows was infinitely magnified; those seemingly harmless horns were actually sharper murder weapons than metal.

The lingering, intimate fervor had completely faded away now, as if corroded clean by some illusory, decaying aura present in the air.

She was cold enough to make Su Zhao feel a sense of strangeness.

Without looking at her, she pressed a hand onto Su Zhao’s shoulder and said emotionlessly:

“You should wake up, Your Highness.”

Should wake up?

Su Zhao was startled. Such realistic surroundings in every direction looked nothing like a dream.

The next moment, her body plunged into weightlessness.

She was shoved hard by the succubus.

Her body fell straight down into the deep cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Below lay churning sea waves.

Damp moisture wrapped around her from afar, like countless hands pulling desperately at her, trying to drown her in the boundless deep sea.

Su Zhao lifted her eyes with difficulty.

Above, the succubus stood with arms lazily crossed.

As if catering to the summons of the rising wind, crimson demonic patterns spread endlessly like flowing water.

The swimming red roots came alive, slithering from her horns to her cheeks before plunging deep into her neck.

Seductive and gorgeous red lines buried themselves in every corner of her body, resembling flowers of blooming death drawing nourishment from her flesh across that alluring body.

She smiled.

And bowed with polite courtesy.

“Your Highness, I hope you can live until we meet again.”

Behind her,

What was that fluffy, wind-blown thing?

Su Zhao didn’t have time to ponder her words carefully; she forced her concentration together and finally saw what it was.

A pure white tail danced in the wind, swaying at ease.

The pink heart-shaped tip looked like a plump peach, almost ripe enough to fall off, bulging and swaying lazily at her in a teasing manner.

Su Zhao instantly felt a wave of deep regret!

Darn it!

She hadn’t gotten to touch the tail!

Her limbs felt filled with lead.

All the strength was drained from her body.

It was only after struggling in the boundless deep water for a long time that Su Zhao finally woke up from the damp dream.

Before she could even open her eyes, the system prompt automatically broadcasted in her ear.

Player has unlocked three romanceable target characters.

Affection inquiry system will now be unlocked for you.

Su Zhao frowned.

Her lungs felt as though they were pressed by a boulder, bringing a sharp stinging pain with every breath. Sleepy and exhausted, she couldn’t be bothered to look at the system’s newly unlocked features for now.

Her hands flailed around blindly, attempting to close the annoying voice.

Her thoughts were hovering on the edge of falling back asleep when she suddenly heard a deafening exclamation!

“Thirty million gold coins!”

The voice came abruptly and urgently.

Exploding like a thunderclap, it shattered Su Zhao’s drowsiness.

Su Zhao instinctively pricked up her ears.

Following closely was a wave of cheers even louder than the last.

The place was a boiling cauldron of human voices, the massive roar threatening to blow the roof off.

The environment abruptly shifted from extreme quiet to extreme noise.

“Thirty million gold coins! Sold!”

The auctioneer’s passionate, ringing voice echoed to the heavens:

“Congratulations to Guest Number 12, half a peach bitten by Her Highness Princess Dorothy, it is now yours!”

Su Zhao slowly typed a question mark?

Who?

Whose bitten peach?

Someone actually bid a high price for a bitten peach?

Thirty million gold coins!

Which prodigal son’s family was this?!

What kind of auction was this, having auction items this perverted?!

Once she caught the content clearly, Su Zhao couldn’t go back to sleep at all.

Although she knew very well in her heart that she had been screwed over by that damn succubus, the place she was currently in was definitely not her palace in the Summer Palace.

And that scumbag robber lady didn’t have that kind of good heart; she hadn’t planned on letting her go from the very beginning.

Even though she knew it all in her heart.

Yet when Su Zhao took several deep breaths, finally built up enough psychological construction, summoned her courage, and bravely opened her eyes to face the bleak reality,

Upon taking a single clear look at her current surroundings,

Her heartbeat still couldn’t help skipping a beat.

Damn it!

Who locked her in a cage?!

Everything outside proceeded in an orderly fashion.

Completely ignoring the chaotic storm currently felt within her heart.

“Next auction item! The corset worn by Her Highness Princess Dorothy!”

“Starting bid, thirty million gold coins!”

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