Life After Being Claimed by the Disabled Dragon Lady - Chapter 28

That evening, Long Ling needed to ask Miss Evil Dragon for the name of the new tavern and also borrow a gill net. To ensure Miss Evil Dragon didn’t get angry again, the first thing Long Ling did upon returning to the manor was to go and wash herself until she smelled sweet.

While applying soap in the bathroom, she noticed one bar was missing from the row.

The citrus-scented soap, only used once, had disappeared without a trace. All the other soaps were still there and unused.

Could it be that Miss Evil Dragon disliked the citrus-scented soap and specially ordered a servant to throw it away?

Would Miss Evil Dragon be that bored?

Long Ling decided she was overthinking it. She remembered Miss Evil Dragon’s internal monologue mentioning her dislike for the strawberry-scented little dragon, so she chose a milk-scented soap instead.

Her colossal silver-white dragon tail was faintly visible amidst the bubbles. Long Ling used her tail to loop the slippery soap and lathered herself from head to tail with white foam.

The scent of milk blended with her own pheromones, smelling sweet and fragrant, and much softer than the citrus scent from last time.

She couldn’t help but recall Miss Evil Dragon’s tail—the crimson scales were gorgeous and enchanting. Last time in the bath, she had accidentally sat on Miss Evil Dragon’s tail and hadn’t dared to look too long. In truth, she really liked it and wished they could entwine their tails together.

Long Ling’s cheeks flushed as she thought about it, and she rubbed out more bubbles with the soap, washing herself until she was even more fragrant.

The water was running loudly in the bathroom. Long Ling had been bathing for a long time. Violet heard the report from her personal maid, Erina, that Long Ling still hadn’t come out. Her slender fingers began to tap the armrest of her wheelchair in displeasure.

Is the little milk dragon secretly crying alone in the bathroom?

When Long Ling eventually came out, if she was still crying, Violet would reluctantly allow the little dragon to cry in her arms for a while.

Thinking this, Violet’s beautiful brows slowly relaxed, and she stopped tapping her fingers, instead playing with the square magic stone.

As Long Ling emerged from the bathroom, she immediately saw Violet sitting in the wheelchair.

Violet’s features were magnificent and icy, her enchanting figure wrapped in a black, seductive nightgown. Her exposed legs were long and fair, and the square magic stone floated at her fingertips—it was alluring and seductive beyond words.

Long Ling’s heart began to beat uncontrollably fast. This feeling of accelerated heart rate was too intense, threatening to leap out of her chest.

Violet, without saying a word, was already captivating just by sitting there.

“Duchess, were you waiting for me here?”

Long Ling’s cheeks felt hot, and a hint of shyness was in her eyes. The fingers of her hands clasped behind her back tightened without her realizing it.

When one is in love with someone, even without speaking, genuine and intense affection will be conveyed through the eyes.

Violet sensed the little dragon’s ardent gaze and, thinking the little dragon might have been feeling wronged all afternoon, softened her heart and said gently, “Come here.”

Under Violet’s focused gaze, Long Ling didn’t know what to do with her hands and feet and slowly walked a few steps closer.

Suddenly, Violet reached out and pulled her into her embrace. Long Ling’s tall nose brushed against soft, ample curves.

The base of her ears turned bright red, and a layer of hot sweat broke out on her body.

“Viel~” Long Ling’s voice instantly became soft, and her whole being felt like it was melting, emanating the sweet scent of little strawberries.

She couldn’t help but gently wrap her arms around Violet’s back, yet was too shy to hold too tightly, burying herself deeper.

“I missed you so much. I wasn’t concerned about anyone else. I only want to care about you and only want to be with you.”

Long Ling’s soft tone was full of endearment, and the dragon tail behind her became visible, giving an involuntary wag.

Once a wound heals, the pain is forgotten. Long Ling had been hurt by the cold Miss Evil Dragon at noon and had been silently sad for quite a while, but after a hug, she was spinelessly appeased right away.

Long Ling’s cheeks were so hot they caused a faint, ambiguous flush on Violet’s skin, which continually spread across her fair complexion.

The Alpha’s breath carried the scent of strawberry pheromones and the gentle milk scent from her shower. These two fragrances mingled, smelling delicious. Her shallow breaths fanned Violet’s nape, causing a wave of pink to rise on her ear.

Violet’s slender fingers gently stroked the back of Long Ling’s head twice. Her voice was low and tender: “Do you like being held by me like this now?”

“I like it.” She was the type of dragon who was easily comforted. Buried in her future wife’s arms, being soothed by her wife, she could forget everything.

Long Ling wanted to say she loved Violete, but didn’t want to be too abrupt. She was afraid that even if she said it, Violet wouldn’t care. Even now, with Violet stroking the back of her head, she didn’t dare to burrow too deep.

Violet seemed to sense the little dragon’s timidity. Her gentle fingers caressed Long Ling’s arm, guiding her hand so she could hug Violet’s body more, opening her warm embrace to her: “I heard from Lorland that you cried for a long time?”

Long Ling’s eyes immediately felt sore and swollen. She hadn’t cried in front of Lorland, but she had been sad and shed tears in her heart.

“I didn’t cry for a long time. I cried secretly by myself.” The Alpha’s voice was soft and sweet, hiding in Violet’s arms like a pitiful little kitten.

Violet stroked her head again. Her chin rested on the crown of the little dragon’s silver-white hair. Imagining Long Ling, small as she was, hiding in a place where no one could see her and crying for a long time, Violet couldn’t help but be moved.

“Be careful next time. This time, I’ll let it go.” Violet finally conceded, her long, slender fingers gently stroking Long Ling’s fair nape.

She had made many exceptions for Long Ling. If it were one of her subordinates sucking up to the Crown Prince in front of her, she would tell that subordinate to get lost and wouldn’t hesitate to use a whip to teach them a lesson.

As long as Long Ling was well-behaved and constantly clung to her, she would never use any harsh methods against her and didn’t want Long Ling to be a perpetual, wronged little wretch.

How could Long Ling know Violet was thinking so much? Hearing that Violet wasn’t angry anymore, her dragon tail nearly curled up, and her sensitive nape felt a slight shudder from the touch. She rubbed against Violet’s embrace several times.

“There won’t be a next time, I promise. I will only be good to you alone, Viel!” And only love Violet.

Long Ling secretly added a sentence in her heart, even though she knew her affection was unimportant to Violet.

The Alpha’s tone was sincere. The sweet scent of milk and strawberry mixed together rushed over her, wave after wave, causing a subtle heat to surge in Violet’s body. A body marked by an Alpha always had such a physiological reaction.

Especially when Long Ling’s head was rubbing randomly in her embrace, the deep desire to be possessed by the Alpha was stirred up again.

But Long Ling had made her angry today. Death penalty is avoidable, but living punishment is not.

Violet, feeling physically uncomfortable, reached out and slapped Long Ling’s silver-white tail behind her. The skin beneath the brilliant dragon scales instantly turned light pink.

Long Ling’s fair cheeks quickly flushed, and her neck also showed a light pink hue. She had promised, so why did Violet still hit her?

Tears welled up in Long Ling’s eyes. In a panic, she hid her tail under her skirt, looking at Violet with an expression of accusation.

Violet’s narrow eyes were slightly dark, and her tone was lazy: “I hit you to teach you a lesson.”

Wasn’t this just Miss Evil Dragon’s mean hobby?

Long Ling was genuinely wronged this time and said pitifully, “That hurt.”

Violet simply responded with a soft “hmm,” unmoved. Seeing she offered no remedy, Long Ling leaned her body forward, almost pressing against Violet. Their soft bodies touched, “Viel, aren’t you going to rub my dragon tail for me?”

The sweet strawberry pheromones became more intense, nearly making the air between them ambiguous.

Violet allowed the little dragon to run rampant over her. Her slender neck was slightly tilted back, and her long, seaweed-like curly hair cascaded behind her.

Her deep eyes held a captivating mature charm, maintaining her usual haughty demeanor: “No.”

Violet was a woman who enjoyed pleasure, and being an Omega, she never considered giving the Alpha any comfort after casually provoking Long Ling.

If she was in a good mood, she’d give a small treat. If she was in a bad mood, there would be nothing.

Long Ling was a little angry. Big Evil Dragon, just flirts and takes no responsibility.

Her canines quietly peeked out. She wanted to secretly retaliate, just about to sneak a bite on Violet’s jade-like neck as a warning, when she suddenly met Violete’s eyes, which carried great pressure.

She immediately didn’t dare to bite, only lightly rubbed against Violet’s neck. She only brushed a little bit of rose pheromones and was still unsatisfied. She needed to consume much, much more. Her beautiful red lips began to secretly peck and kiss Violete’s neck.

In Violet’s eyes, Long Ling was somewhat like a cowardly little puppy.

Her fair, pale neck felt a tingling sensation from Long Ling’s pecking kisses. Her sensitive scent gland also started to heat up and turn warm, and the surrounding skin flushed red.

Thinking of Long Ling’s earlier distress, Violet granted her some preferential treatment and didn’t immediately push her away.

Although they hadn’t been separated for long that afternoon, Long Ling intensely missed Miss Evil Dragon. Perhaps it was due to the marking; she couldn’t help but want to maintain intimacy with Miss Evil Dragon.

Long Ling became captivated as she kissed. The rose fragrance emanating from the Omega’s body was like a dense, sweet, and dreamy net, making anyone who fell into it unable to escape.

She kissed down Violet’s neck. Her rosy lips gently held and kissed Violet. The skin on Violet’s neck was very thin and delicate. A light suck was enough to bring about countless blushes. Her alluring body also started to tremble slightly.

The silver-white tips of her hair softly fell, intertwining with the black hair. Long Ling wrapped her arm around Violet’s waist, pulling her closer into her embrace.

The warm fingertips felt like electric currents, bringing a tingling numbness. Before long, Violet’s bathrobe was almost half-falling off her body, her fair, beautiful back exposed. There were Alpha kiss marks all around her collarbone.

Violet couldn’t help but pant softly, her cheeks flushed, and she raised her hand to push away the Alpha’s attempt to mark her again: “Can’t hold back already?”

Long Ling lowered her gaze, nodded vigorously, and sincerely pleaded: “I want you so badly, Viel.”

If you want it, you get it? Does she think she’s a wish crystal?

Violet’s eyes were alluring: “Hold back.”

She wasn’t in heat. Even if this little strawberry dragon tried her best, she could only permeate a tiny bit of strawberry pheromones through the air.

Long Ling tilted her head up, trying to please Violet by kissing her palm. Her cherry-like pink lips were soft and slightly moist. The kiss on the palm felt too scorching hot.

Violet was slightly overwhelmed by the kiss and instinctively pulled back her slightly trembling fingers.

The pheromone matching between them must be very high, as her body responded well to Long Ling’s kisses. But emotionally, she also wanted to punish the Alpha, to let the Alpha know that only by focusing on serving her could she receive rewards.

Long Ling’s kissing was useless, and she became a little disheartened dog, yet she was reluctant to leave and still clung to Violet.

Violet lifted her dark, curly hair and slowly wrapped her black silk nightgown around herself. She was naturally full of charm. The great visual contrast between black and white, and the fair skin she had just been kissed on, which was now faintly red, made it impossible to look away from her.

Long Ling stared for a few seconds, her cheeks red, and restrainedly averted her gaze. Then, she remembered her original intention to ask Violet to borrow a gill net.

“Duchess, I want to participate in the Salmon Feast competition held in Liepa Town. If I win first place, there will be a thousand gold coins prize and a trophy. If the manor has a gill net, could I borrow it? I need to catch one hundred salmon to participate.”

Afraid that Violet wouldn’t believe her, Long Ling even took out the newspaper from her skirt pocket for Violet to see.

Violet didn’t look at the newspaper, looking at her in surprise: “Are you out of money?”

Long Ling: “……” Was her usual display of poverty not obvious enough?

Violet immediately arranged: “Tomorrow, I’ll have Butler Marcia open the vault. Go in and take as many gold coins as you need. You don’t need to participate in that competition.”

Long Ling quickly shook her head: “I didn’t mean to ask you to lend me money. You’ve given me too much; I’m almost unable to pay you back.”

“In short, I won’t cause you any trouble. I’ll find someone to participate in the competition. I want to participate because the tavern business needs some publicity.”

Long Ling was a little anxious, and her speaking speed was a bit fast. She didn’t know if Violet could understand her feelings. She couldn’t just take Violet’s money for nothing. She was already getting free room and board, and she would try hard to repay her.

Violet truly couldn’t understand Long Ling’s stubbornness. If it were any other dragon, they wouldn’t dare to touch a single gold coin of hers. She was willing to generously share some gold coins with this poor little dragon, and Long Ling actually refused her.

Violet frowned: “I said you can repay me slowly. You already owe so much, what difference does a little more make?”

It wouldn’t make a difference, but doesn’t she have any dignity?

She wanted to earn money herself and couldn’t always rely on Miss Evil Dragon’s help.

Long Ling felt her self-esteem was being stepped on and crushed. Her eyes felt sore and swollen. She lowered her head and said, “I don’t want it. I just want to borrow the gill net. Just consider it me renting it from you. I will pay you back later.”

A hint of displeasure flashed in Violete’s eyes. In her view, Long Ling was too immature. Why did she have to personally do everything when she could easily get gold coins from her?

The Arnold family, burdened with so much debt, had already chosen to send an Alpha to her to write off the arrears.

After all, if the Arnold family had to repay the money, it would take all the dragons a thousand years of work.

Long Ling is keeping such a clear distance from her. Is she planning to pay off the debt and then run away?

She has been acting so intimate these past few days. In the end, she still despises her disabled dragon tail and wants to leave her to find a normal dragon to spend her life with? Dream on! Not a chance!

Violet’s face was cold: “No, I don’t have one.”

Long Ling didn’t understand why Violet’s attitude changed so quickly. Just a moment ago, she was gentle and kind, offering her a lot of gold coins, but in an instant, she became gloomy and stingy.

Long Ling complained pitifully, “Then lending me some gold coins is fine. I’ll buy one myself.”

Violet’s tone became even colder: “No loan.”

Long Ling bit her lip, suppressing the tears that were about to burst forth, and reached out to grab Violet’s hand: “I will earn double the money to pay you back later.”

Violet angrily threw Long Ling’s hand away.

Long Ling’s hand hurt from being thrown. Tears silently fell, pitter-patter: “Then I’m leaving.”

She turned her head and walked away without looking back, her figure a bit desolate. Before she could walk out the door, the bedroom door was sealed by a magical spell.

The sound of the wheelchair turning came from behind her.

“Where are you going?” Violet’s deep voice carried a hint of anger.

Long Ling’s voice was choked with sobs. She hastily wiped away the falling tears with the back of her hand: “I’m going to sleep in the kitchen now.”

Violet furrowed her brow: “Are you sulking with me?”

Long Ling sobbed and wailed: “Didn’t you tell me to sleep in the kitchen?”

Violet’s frown deepened: “I never said that. Stay right here. You are not allowed to go anywhere!”

Long Ling almost forgot that Violet didn’t know she could hear her internal monologue, and Violet had indeed never explicitly said she should sleep in the kitchen.

So what? Even a worm will turn! If she says she did, then she did!

The bitterness in Long Ling’s heart grew stronger, almost submerging her. The speed at which her tears rolled down accelerated. She knew she couldn’t look at Violete, or she would surely back down, so she desperately tried to pull the doorknob.

The bedroom door was magically sealed. Long Ling rattled the doorknob loudly, but no matter how hard she pulled, it wouldn’t open. It made her look even more foolish, definitely like a clown in Violete’s eyes.

Long Ling helplessly squatted on the ground, turning her back to Violet. Her chubby dragon tail also drooped down. She cried and complained through her tears: “If you’re not willing to lend it to me, I’ll go find someone else to borrow from.”

The tiny explosion of temper in her heart felt like it could swallow Violete whole, but in reality, it was just a tiny, insignificant spark. Her argument was completely lacking in momentum.

Violet looked down at her and asked coldly, “Who will you borrow from?”

Long Ling ignored her, continuously wiping her tears, her eyes red and swollen.

Violet picked up the dragon tail dragging on the floor and rubbed it in her palm: “Tell me quickly!”

With her dragon tail being ruthlessly kneaded, Long Ling forgot her crying and could only try to rescue her tail, whimpering: “I won’t tell you, Big Evil Dragon, I hate you!”

Violet’s eyes completely turned cold, bit by bit. She had been so good to Long Ling, and Long Ling actually called her a Big Evil Dragon. Long Ling had apparently always thought of her this way.

A sense of sorrow was inevitable in her heart. Before coming here, many dragons must have told Long Ling that she used to be an evil dragon. She thought that Long Ling’s praises were genuine, just a little too direct.

But the truth was, not a single word was true. Long Ling genuinely thought she was a Big Evil Dragon, and finally, today she spoke the truth.