165: Make up for my regret

Di Yan glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "I do not wish for there to be a second time."

Hearing this, Long Qinger immediately understood that Di Yan had seen through her disguise as Long Kuier.

She bit her lip and asked, "Your Majesty saw through it?"

Di Yan remained silent, simply sitting there quietly.

Seeing this, Long Qinger fully understood that Di Yan had truly discovered her true identity.

Since she had been exposed, she no longer pretended.

Her form slowly shifted, returning to her original appearance.

The noble and dignified Demon Empress was now disheveled, her hair messy, and her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Her pearly teeth lightly bit her lower lip as she suddenly hugged Di Yan from behind.

Her full chest was pressed and deformed, her entire naked body leaning against Di Yan's back.

"Brother Yan." Her voice trembled, filled with pleading. "Just this once, Qinger begs you, just this once. Compensate for Qinger's regret. Qinger promises that after tonight, I will never come to disturb you again."

Di Yan's body stiffened, and he immediately broke free from her embrace, saying coldly, "Qinger, we cannot do this."

Long Qinger was relentless and lunged forward again, hugging him tightly. "You should have known back then that I liked you too! Why can't the three of us be together?"

Di Yan turned around, looking at the almost frantic obsession in her eyes, and said solemnly, "I have already married Kuier, so I can no longer have any involvement with you. Even if I hadn't married her, it still wouldn't be possible."

"But Brother Yan." Long Qinger's eyes filled with tears. "You have seen and kissed my body; I have also kissed and seen yours."

"Now we are only one last step away. Can't you just act as if you know nothing and let tonight's mistake continue?"

"Afterward, we will live our own lives and no longer disturb each other!"

Di Yan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "This is unfair to Third Brother. Qinger, you should be clear about what you are doing."

"I know!" Long Qinger said excitedly. "But that is exactly why I want to compensate for my past regret! Brother Yan, can't you just fulfill Qinger's wish?"

"Absolutely not." Di Yan was resolute. "If word of this gets out, what would Third Brother think? I do not wish to tear you two apart."

A hint of despair flashed in Long Qinger's eyes, which then turned into madness. "Brother Yan, if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who will know?"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly lunged forward, throwing herself into Di Yan's arms again and standing on her tiptoes to kiss his lips.

"Brother Yan, Qinger promises you, just this once, just once is enough. Qinger will definitely not be greedy."

"Slap!"

A crisp and loud slap interrupted her pleading.

Di Yan used a bit of force with this strike, slapping Long Qinger directly onto the bed.

"You are being ridiculous!" Di Yan rebuked, his eyes full of disappointment and anger. "As the Demon Empress and as Kuier's mother, how can you be so shameless?"

A trace of blood leaked from the corner of Long Qinger's mouth. She looked up, staring intently at Di Yan, her eyes filled with hatred and resentment.

"Brother Yan, are you truly this heartless? You won't even agree to such a small request from your Younger Brothers Wife?"

Di Yan pointed outside the hall, his voice cold. "Get out."

A deep sense of hatred flashed in Long Qinger's eyes as she slowly stood up and began to put on her clothes.

Her movements were slow, as if she were waiting for Di Yan to change his mind.

But Di Yan simply kept his back to her, saying nothing.

After dressing, Long Qinger stopped as she passed by Di Yan.

"Brother Yan, Qinger has suppressed this regret for tens of millions of years." Her voice was calm, carrying a bone-chilling coldness. "Qinger will not give up. One day, you will fall into my hands."

Having said that, she was about to leave.

"Stop." Di Yan suddenly spoke.

Long Qinger felt a surge of joy, thinking Di Yan had changed his mind. She quickly turned around, hope rekindling in her eyes.

However, Di Yan's next words made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Where did Kuier go?"

Long Qinger's chest heaved violently, and the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was completely extinguished.

She glared at Di Yan, her voice trembling with rage. "Di Yan, you coward!"

With a wave of her hand, Long Kuier's figure appeared on the bed, still lying there peacefully.

Di Yan rushed forward to check, confirming that Long Kuier was only in a deep sleep and unharmed, before secretly sighing in relief.

Seeing his actions, the last bit of light in Long Qinger's eyes faded away.

She said no more and turned to stride away, her slender silhouette stretching long under the candlelight, exuding endless loneliness and determination.

Di Yan sat on the edge of the bed, watching the figure receding into the distance at the doorway, and raised a hand to rub his brow.

"Sigh, what a mess." He whispered to himself, his voice full of exhaustion and helplessness. "What on earth should I do?"

To take her in, or not?

If he took her in, Long Qinger was no longer a virgin.

This was something Di Yan cared about.

He cared very much.

He was the Lord of the Taiyan Immortal Court, ruling over the Five Evolutions and governing the Myriad Worlds; his women had to be virgins. This was his bottom line and his dignity.

But on the other hand...

Long Qinger's mature and charming figure, the fiery emotions hidden beneath her dignified appearance, and her reckless determination to compensate for her regret made Di Yan feel it was a pity.

If such a stunning Demon Empress could be brought into the Harem, it would surely be excellent.

A battle between heaven and man waged in Di Yan's mind, and he finally shook his head in frustration.

"Forget it, let nature take its course."

At the same time.

In another side hall of the Harem.

Long Qinger returned to her temporary residence, closed the hall door, and leaned weakly against it, slowly sliding down to sit on the floor.

She hugged her knees, buried her face in her arms, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

She wasn't crying, but suppressing something.

After a long time, she looked up, her beautiful eyes shimmering with resentment and determination.

"Brother Yan, the more you refuse, the more I want to have you."

She whispered softly, her fingertips gently caressing her cheek.

Recalling the scene where Di Yan had struck her, her eyes glistened, and her heart was filled with a surge of excitement.

"You're right, I shouldn't be like this, but I just can't control myself."

Long Qinger stood up and walked to the mirror, looking at the stunning face reflected within.

She remembered the look in Di Yan's eyes when he saw through her disguise in the Panlong Hall.

Surprise, complexity, and something else she couldn't quite name.

It wasn't pure disgust.

Otherwise, given Di Yan's temperament, he would have blasted her out with a palm strike long ago.

But he only told her to get out.

What did this mean?

It meant that he was also struggling internally.

A smile with a hint of hope curled at the corners of Long Qinger's mouth.

"Brother Yan, you have me in your heart, don't you?"

"It's just that because of my Husband, you don't dare to admit it."

She whispered to herself in the mirror, "In that case, I will push you once more."

"If once doesn't work, then twice. If twice doesn't work, then three times. If three times doesn't work, then a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred thousand times, a million times, ten million times, a hundred million times, a billion times, ten billion times, a hundred billion times."

"One day, you will yield."

A hint of madness flashed in Long Qinger's eyes.

She raised her hand, her fingertips tracing her neck, where some red marks still remained.

They were left behind when Di Yan kissed "Long Kuier" earlier.

Although that was Di Yan's intimacy toward Long Kuier, she was the one posing as Long Kuier at the time.

Rounding it off, it was as if Di Yan had kissed her.

This realization made Long Qinger's heart race.

"Brother Yan, you can't escape. We have plenty of time ahead of us."

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