System, You Didn't Say the Villain Can Read Minds! - Chapter 65

Chapter 65

◎Because, it was very comfortable.◎

Mo Jiu rested one hand beside Yun Wenzhou’s ear and lightly pressed the other on her lower abdomen.

She expected Yun Wenzhou to say something—either to comment on her technique or to reject her suggestion for “one more time.”

However, Yun Wenzhou said nothing. She lay relaxed beneath her, her eyes calmly observing her, as if she were studying something.

Observing what?

What’s this feeling of being “looked down upon”?

She’s clearly under me.

“Aren’t you going to say something?” Mo Jiu gave Yun Wenzhou another chance.

Silence was her only answer.

“Heh, you brought this upon yourself.” Mo Jiu’s patience ran out. She lowered her head and bit Yun Wenzhou’s side neck, leaving two rows of red marks near her shoulder.

She still couldn’t bear to genuinely hurt her.

But her hands were not so gentle.

Yun Wenzhou responded with a muffled groan, which both gave Mo Jiu a little satisfaction and made her a little sad.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Xiao Zhou’s reaction shouldn’t be like this.

Were those expressions of satisfaction before all just an act for me?

As if to prove something, or perhaps as retaliation, Mo Jiu wanted to prolong their physical contact indefinitely, until Yun Wenzhou spoke up.

In the end, after all the tossing and turning, Yun Wenzhou still hadn’t said anything, but Mo Jiu herself was exhausted.

Mo Jiu: This is the first time I feel like being a top is so tiring.

System: …

Mo Jiu: Debt from a past life, being a top in this one.

System: …………

Mo Jiu slumped onto Yun Wenzhou, unable to move.

She thought Yun Wenzhou would continue to lie quietly beneath her like a corpse.

But at that moment, Yun Wenzhou finally spoke.

First, she let out a soft laugh, then said with a somewhat provocative tone: “Is Your Majesty done already?”

Mo Jiu: “…”

But just as Mo Jiu was about to bite her again, Yun Wenzhou’s arms came up, wrapping around Mo Jiu’s waist.

The embrace was a little tight, yet gentle.

Mo Jiu was momentarily lost in thought.

“Let’s end it here today. Next time…” Yun Wenzhou’s voice trailed off. Her ash-blue eyelashes lowered halfway, obscuring all emotion in her red eyes.

Mo Jiu was still straining to hear what she would say after “next time” when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck.

Before she could even realize what had happened, her consciousness rapidly dissolved. She closed her eyes, burying her head in Yun Wenzhou’s chest.

Yun Wenzhou gasped for a moment, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the bright light.

It was so hard…

It was so hard to hold back…

One slip and I would have made strange noises, shown strange expressions…

Strange. Is the Queen’s technique that good? Why didn’t I know before?

Memories from the past…

Yun Wenzhou recalled the details of the whole day. Suddenly, she had the strange sensation of sobering up from a heavy drunken stupor.

She had never felt the person in her arms to be so real.

She was truly present on her body, her heartbeat reverberating through both of them.

Even though she hated her so much before today—so, so much—today, she began to enjoy her cooking, her touch.

She was even simply enjoying her scent, enjoying the fact that she was present beside her.

“Your Majesty, Queen Bee…” Yun Wenzhou tried calling out, but something felt wrong.

“Mo Jiu…”

That didn’t feel right either.

“A-Jiu…”

She shivered, as if she had reacted to something.

But it was too late.

If only it had been one day earlier…

Yun Wenzhou bit her lip, forcing herself not to dwell on it. She carefully pushed Mo Jiu to the side, used a wet wipe to clean her body, wiped every single finger, and then gently dressed her.

Only after doing all of this did she attend to her own body.

A while later, wearing her white military uniform and cap, she carried the unconscious Mo Jiu out of the room.

The beautiful, stern Imperial Marshal, holding the Queen Bee whose every strand of hair was a work of art, walked unhurriedly down the corridor. Her firm shoe soles clicked rhythmically against the glossy floor.

Along the way, all the Worker Bees knelt before the two, and all the Soldier Bees cleared the path ahead.

“Pass on my command: Effective immediately, lock down the Royal City! Not even a mosquito shall fly in!” Yun Wenzhou ordered coldly.

“Yes!”

When Mo Jiu opened her eyes again, the first thing she saw was a dark, dull floor.

Next, she lifted her silver eyelashes and saw vertically arranged bars—like a prison… no, it looked exactly like a prison!

Her wrists hurt so much, they felt like they were about to break.

Mo Jiu hastily stood up straight and turned her head to look at her hands.

Both her wrists were chained to the wall behind her.

Mo Jiu: Darn it! Did I miss it?

Clearly, she had been imprisoned.

Clearly, the one who imprisoned her was her dear Imperial Marshal, Yun Wenzhou.

Did she miss the opportunity, or did Yun Wenzhou act early?

It must have been early, as revenge for her!

Wow, I was only a bit prolonged in bed. Was that really necessary?

Mo Jiu: Is the System still alive?

Mo Jiu: System, System, System! A-Yan, A-Yan, A-Yan!

System: I’m here! Jiu Jiu, I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t panic yet. Yun Wenzhou’s plan is indeed earlier than the original script. It was supposed to happen at least after you met the female protagonist, but in the original script, she killed you directly. Now it’s imprisonment, which means your efforts, Jiu Jiu, have paid off!

Mo Jiu: Are you sure? Why do I feel like she wants to keep me alive to torment me slowly?

Mo Jiu: What does she want to do to me? Whipping? Humiliation? I’m so scared!

System: Don’t panic, Jiu Jiu! Don’t forget, besides the Queen Bee’s psychic power, you also have the ability to control life! If Yun Wenzhou really intends to do something to you, control her!

Mo Jiu: Oh, right.

Mo Jiu felt a little relieved but immediately started to worry again.

If she wanted to escape, she had a million ways to do it. If her psychic power and abilities didn’t work, she still had the secret garden.

But if she escaped, it would surely raise Yun Wenzhou’s guard, making it even harder to win her over.

Good grief, why is she still thinking about winning over Yun Wenzhou at a time like this?

Just as she finished complaining mentally, she heard movement outside the bars.

Mo Jiu looked up. Accompanied by rhythmic footsteps, a white figure appeared in her view.

White military uniform, ash-blue long hair, red eyes—it was Yun Wenzhou.

Yun Wenzhou expressionlessly unlocked the prison cell door with a key, walked in, and stopped in front of Mo Jiu.

Their eyes met, another moment of tension.

However, this time, Mo Jiu’s eyes no longer held that sense of having everything under control, but unconcealed wariness.

But, it was only wariness, not hostility.

Yun Wenzhou spoke first: “You look calmer than I imagined. Did you already anticipate this day?”

Reason told Mo Jiu that she should act surprised and clueless.

But facing Yun Wenzhou, she lost all desire to act.

Her reply was: “A little premonition, but not much. I didn’t expect you to move so fast. Have you prepared to lose my psychic treatment and cry with regret from the pain of your mental breakdown?”

“Ha.” Yun Wenzhou laughed, either mocking Mo Jiu’s obliviousness or simply finding the scenario she described amusing.

She reached out and pinched Mo Jiu’s chin, just as Mo Jiu had done to her.

She leaned close to Mo Jiu’s lips, giving her the illusion that she intended to kiss her, but then swerved away just before contact, pulling back a little.

“Stop being so self-important. I don’t need you anymore,” she said in a somewhat provocative tone. “What makes you think I have the courage to turn on you? My recklessness? My short-sightedness?”

“No, it’s because of my secret research.”

“The antidote for psychic corruption has been successfully developed, and production can be scaled up within a week.”

“The potion to resist the Queen Bee’s psychic power has also been developed.”

“From today on, this Empire no longer needs a Queen Bee. Our Empire will be governed by ourselves.”

Yun Wenzhou finished speaking, but Mo Jiu’s gaze remained unshaken: “If that’s the case, if you can already alleviate psychic corruption with medicine, why did you seek my help?”

“To lower your guard, of course. And—” Yun Wenzhou’s fingers slid down Mo Jiu’s body, boldly touching places she had never touched before.

“I wouldn’t be comfortable without exhausting your psychic power once,” she said.

“Don’t. Touch. Me.” Mo Jiu uttered those three words slowly, trying to use her gaze to force Yun Wenzhou to retreat.

She didn’t want to use her ability on Yun Wenzhou unless absolutely necessary; she didn’t want their relationship to become even more strained.

Besides, what was wrong with her wife touching her?

Mo Jiu didn’t mind Yun Wenzhou touching her, but she did mind being touched by a Yun Wenzhou who didn’t love her.

“If you don’t love me, don’t touch me,” Mo Jiu said coldly. “Or are you the kind of woman who can do it even without love?”

Yun Wenzhou frowned, as if provoked by the remark.

“What do you, as the Queen Bee, understand about me?”

She questioned coldly, yet took a step back, distancing herself from Mo Jiu, no longer touching her.

“You, who can suppress me with just your psychic power, what do you understand about me?”

“You talk as if I have the right to refuse you!”

“Isn’t that true?” Mo Jiu retorted. “I asked if you were comfortable. I would have stopped if you weren’t, but you didn’t say! You just wouldn’t say! How was I supposed to know? I can’t read your mind! Was it me who didn’t give you the right to refuse, or was it you who didn’t exercise that right? You were the one overthinking everything and daring not to express your true feelings. Don’t pin every blame on me!”

She finished shouting, feeling relieved, but Yun Wenzhou’s eyes turned red.

…Red?

Yun Wenzhou lowered her head, her slightly red eyes unable to meet Mo Jiu’s gaze, only fixated on her chest.

After a long moment, she let out a few almost inaudible words: “Because, it was very comfortable.”

It was very comfortable, so I couldn’t ask her to stop… How could she possibly say such a thing?

How many times had they been intimate? Her memories were strange, so Yun Wenzhou couldn’t remember clearly.

But at least the last time, she had enjoyed it.

But it was too late.

Although the plan to steal the Empire was hers, once it was set in motion, it wasn’t up to her alone anymore.

What was the point of suddenly regretting and doubting her decade-long scheme after everything was arranged?

Yun Wenzhou turned and left, leaving a bewildered Mo Jiu behind.

Mo Jiu: System, what did she just say? Repeat it for me.

System: Because it was very comfortable.

Mo Jiu: …

Mo Jiu: Great! I knew my technique couldn’t be bad!

System: The main point is skewed, hey!

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