92: Chapter 92 The Empress's Resentment: Xu Chen, do you have a problem with me?

Young Emperors Palace, the Demon Palace of the side hall.

This was the place where Luo Hongyi resided daily. Unlike the majestic and grand main hall, the decor here was distinctly characteristic of the Demon Sect.

Layers of dark red gauze curtains were draped everywhere, and luminous pearls emitting a dim glow were embedded in the walls. The air was permeated with a unique, heart-pounding exotic fragrance.

"Bang!"

Xu Chen kicked the palace doors shut, isolating all sound from the outside world.

He carried Luo Hongyi through the heavy layers of gauze curtains and gently placed her on the wide bed crafted from ten-thousand-year warm jade.

Luo Hongyi, who had been baring her fangs and claws like a little tiger guarding its food in the main hall just moments ago, suddenly quieted down now that they were in a private space for just the two of them.

She did not continue to throw a tantrum as Xu Chen had expected; instead, she curled up her legs, hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face in the crook of her arms, and remained silent.

Her fire-red long dress spread out across the jade bed like a blooming yet somewhat lonely spider lily.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Chen sensed that something was off with her. He set aside the playful smile on his face, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to gently stroke her waterfall-like black hair.

"Weren't you quite fierce just a moment ago? How did you turn into a little kitten as soon as we entered the room?"

"Don't touch me..."

Luo Hongyi's voice was muffled, carrying a distinct nasal tone.

Xu Chen sighed and forcibly lifted her face.

He saw that her stunningly beautiful face, usually cold, alluring, and decisive in killing, was now streaked with two lines of clear tears. In those long, narrow Phoenix eyes, there was no longer jealousy, but rather an overwhelming sense of vulnerability and inferiority.

"Xu Chen..."

She sniffled, looked into Xu Chen's eyes, and her voice trembled slightly.

"Tell me the truth."

"Do you... dislike my Bloodline?"

"What?" Xu Chen was stunned. "When have I ever disliked you?"

"You have."

Luo Hongyi bit her red lips, a flash of pain crossing her eyes.

"Each of them is either a Holy Land Saintess or a prominent family goddess, with a clean background and noble Bloodline; the children they give birth to will naturally be heaven's proud sons."

"But what about me?"

"I am a demonic cultivator. I crawled out of piles of corpses since I was a child; my hands are dirty, and my Cultivation Technique is sinister..."

Speaking up to this point, her fingers gripping Xu Chen's sleeve turned slightly white, her knuckles appearing pale from the force.

"Do you think that a woman like me is simply unworthy of bearing the imperial Bloodline of your Xu Family?"

"Are you afraid that the child I give birth to will be a little Devil Head who only knows how to kill and is despised by the world?"

This was her Heart Demon.

Outside, she was the world-shaking Demon Sect Empress, domineering and peerless; but in front of Xu Chen, and in front of this group of sisters from orthodox backgrounds, she always harbored a deep-seated inferiority complex rooted in her origins.

Especially seeing that everyone else was pregnant, this thought of "I am unworthy" grew wildly, almost consuming her.

Xu Chen looked at her eyes filled with tears, and his heart felt as if it had been struck hard by something.

He had always thought she was jealous, but he hadn't expected that she was afraid.

"Fool."

Xu Chen sighed softly and said no more. He suddenly reached out, grabbed the back of Luo Hongyi's head, and without giving her any chance to retreat, kissed her fiercely.

"Mmm..."

Luo Hongyi's eyes widened, and she instinctively wanted to struggle, but Xu Chen's kiss was domineering and scorching, carrying an unquestionable firmness that instantly shattered all her defenses.

This was a long and deep kiss.

Only when Luo Hongyi was almost out of breath did Xu Chen slowly release her, pressing his forehead against hers, their noses gently brushing.

"Listen well, Luo Hongyi."

"You are my woman. Whether you are a demonic woman or the Demon Sect Empress, in my eyes, Xu Chen, you are the little enchantress who makes my heart race and leaves me unable to get enough of you."

"As for the Bloodline..."

Xu Chen chuckled softly, his eyes so tender they could drip water.

"My Xu Family's Hongmeng Creation Body encompasses all things and is the origin of the Dao. Let alone a demonic cultivation Bloodline, even a true ancient Demon God would have to obediently call me 'Father' if they came to my house."

"And..."

Xu Chen looked into her eyes and said, word by word:

"If I could have a little devil girl who dares to love and hate like you, with a fiery personality, calling me 'Father', I would think that is the coolest thing in the world."

"Re... really?"

Luo Hongyi blinked her eyes, tears still hanging on her long eyelashes. She looked pitifully moving; where was there any trace of the Demon Sect Empress's airs?

"Of course."

Xu Chen gently wiped away her tear stains with his thumb and smirked:

"Besides, who dares to call my woman a Devil Head? I, Xu Chen, would be the first to annihilate them!"

Hearing these words, Luo Hongyi stared blankly at Xu Chen.

The gloom in her heart, like mist pierced by sunlight, instantly vanished.

Replacing it was a warm current surging from the bottom of her heart, and... that competitive spirit belonging to the Demon Sect Empress.

Since he didn't dislike it...

Since he wanted a "little devil girl" so much...

The vulnerability in Luo Hongyi's eyes instantly vanished, and that familiar, soul-captivating allure returned to her face.

"Hmph, I suppose you know how to talk."

She let out a soft huff and suddenly reached out her hands to hook around Xu Chen's neck.

Immediately following, she twisted her waist and actually did a flip, pinning Xu Chen beneath her.

Her red dress, like fire, spread out over the two of them.

Luo Hongyi looked down at Xu Chen from above, her fingers gently tracing over his Adam's apple, her red lips slightly parted, breathing like orchids:

"Since you aren't afraid..."

"Then tonight, this Empress will not be polite."

Her gaze gradually became dangerous and hazy, like a queen about to hunt.

"Xu Chen, didn't you say in the main hall just now that you wanted to execute the 'Emergency Baby-Making Plan'?"

"Now, the plan begins."

"If I don't get pregnant, you can forget about ever getting off this bed for the rest of your life!"

Looking at this stunning woman before him who had changed faces in an instant and was firing on all cylinders, Xu Chen's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes instantly turned deep.

This contrast... who could withstand it?

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Xu Chen spread his hands, looking like he was at her mercy, yet a wicked smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"However, when the time comes, it might not necessarily be me who begs for mercy."

"Enough nonsense!"

Luo Hongyi let out a soft shout and flicked her fingertip.

"Poof!"

The red candles in the hall instantly extinguished, leaving only the ambiguous dim light emitted by the luminous pearls.

The red gauze curtains slowly fell, concealing the lingering romance in the room.

Immediately after, a series of heart-pounding, blush-inducing movements came from within the layers of gauze curtains, accompanied by the sound of tearing clothes and suppressed moans that lingered for a long time.