440: Chapter 440 The thrill must be carried through to the end.

A righteous and confident tone.

Believing that it should naturally be so.

Hua Caili was choked by her words and couldn't speak for a long time.

She looked at Su Yingxue's innocent and harmless smiling face.

In the end, she sighed and shook her head as if resigning herself to fate.

"I knew it."

Ruozao still didn't completely understand; she tugged on Chiba's sleeve:

"Sister Chiba, what on earth is going on?"

Chiba looked at her, then at Fei Xue, Feiying, and Lu Shan, who also wore bewildered expressions, and simply began to explain directly.

"Caili is the Ninth Princess of the Qilin Kingdom."

"She is also one of the few Sixth Rank Martial Artists in the Qilin Kingdom."

"A Sixth Rank is nothing much in the Lingyuan Empire."

"But in the Qilin Kingdom, she is a big figure like a pillar holding up the sky."

Hearing this, Ruozao blinked, still not entirely processing it.

Feiying, on the other hand, vaguely grasped something, her brows furrowing slightly.

Hua Caili took over the conversation, looked at Ruozao and the others, and asked with a smile.

"Then do you know what cultivation realm Husband and Yingxue and the others were at when they first met me?"

Ruozao and the others shook their heads in unison.

"We don't know."

Hua Caili spat out two words.

"Second Rank."

"Ah?!"

Fei Xue cried out in shock on the spot.

Feiying also widened her eyes.

Ruozao covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief.

Second Rank?

Daring to plot against a Sixth Rank Princess at the Second Rank?

This nerve was simply too huge!

Isn't this equivalent to an ant plotting how to drag an elephant back into its nest?

Chiba added from the side, her tone carrying a hint of wry amusement.

"Do you know now?"

"Although the Qilin Kingdom is a vassal minor nation of Lingyuan, it still rules over thousands of stellar systems."

"And our Husband and Yingxue and the others were originally just a group of insignificant nobodies on an inconspicuous little planet."

"Then this group of nobodies boldly set their sights on their own Ninth Princess during their very first meeting."

"And they actually managed to marry her back."

By the end, Chiba couldn't help laughing out loud herself.

Fei Xue, Feiying, Ruozao, and Lu Shan finally understood completely now.

So it wasn't a coincidence.

They just liked this sort of thing.

The higher the status, the stronger the cultivation realm, and the more out of reach they were, the more they wanted to pull them into the family.

Su Yingxue was quite proud of herself.

She leaned back against Lin Yun's side, shook his arm, and smiled at the few newcomers.

She said smugly:

"You guys have no idea how excited we were that night when Husband married Sister Caili?"

As she spoke, she began to gesture.

"Sister Caili is the Ninth Princess of the Qilin Kingdom, with a noble status and profound cultivation. How many people looked up to her and revered her on ordinary days."

"And the result? When she sat on the edge of the bed wearing the bridal gown, covered by the Red Bridal Veil, and it was lifted open by Husband—that expression! That imagery!"

"Can you imagine the scene back then?"

"A Ninth Princess who was usually high above huddled in Husband's arms, calling Husband's name with a soft voice."

"That sense of contrast, that sense of thrill—just thinking about it makes one's heartbeat accelerate!"

The more Su Yingxue spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes glowing.

She looked at the four of Fei Xue and asked:

"Think about it again, if Husband marries Senior King Feiyun and Senior Ziyi..."

"Senior King Feiyun, a Ninth Rank en-fiefed King of the Lingyuan Empire, is usually majestic, upright, and stern."

"Senior Ziyi, the Grand Steward under King Blood Axe, handles matters flawlessly and possesses a calm, steady aura."

"What if he really marries them?"

"When they sit on the edge of the bed wearing bridal gowns, covered by the Red Bridal Veil, and it is lifted open by Husband..."

"Imagine that picture."

Su Yingxue chuckled foolishly.

"At that time, we will be right next door..."

Speaking up to this point, Su Yingxue stopped and did not continue.

But those unfinished words made one's Bloodline surge even more than if she had finished them.

Fei Xue's face turned red with a "whoosh".

Feiying's breathing noticeably quickened a bit.

Ruozao lowered her head, her earlobes burning red.

Lu Shan's brain gave a "buzz", as if something had exploded.

She stood in place, her gaze beginning to wander.

An image uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

Her little aunt Ziyi, wearing a bright red bridal gown, sat on the edge of the bed with the Red Bridal Veil covering her face.

Lin Yun walked over and lifted the veil.

Ziyi looked up at him, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes carried a softness and shyness she had never shown in front of herself before.

Then Lin Yun lowered his head and kissed down.

Ziyi's fingers clutched his sleeve, her entire body shrinking into his embrace.

She herself was hiding in the adjacent room, seeing all of this clearly through that transparent wall.

Watching her little aunt, that little aunt whom she had revered and dared not be presumptuous around since childhood.

Cowering in Husband's embrace like a docile cat.

That image...

Lu Shan abruptly covered her face.

Her brain was about to explode.

Just imagining it made her feel like she couldn't take it anymore.

If she were to really witness this with her own eyes...

She dared not think any further.

Fei Xue, Feiying, and Ruozao were no better off.

The three young girls stood in place, their faces as red as boiled prawns, their breathing erratic and hurried.

The strings in their hearts were plucked buzzingly by Su Yingxue's words.

The echoes lingered for a long time.

That feeling was like a ball of fire burning in their hearts, hot and itchy, impossible to extinguish no matter what.

They finally understood completely.

Why Sister Yingxue and the others were so obsessed with conquering Your Highness King Feiyun and Senior Ziyi.

It wasn't for any other reason.

It was simply because they liked this sort of thing.

Back in the Qilin Kingdom, they tasted the sweetness.

Now that they had arrived in Lingyuan, they wanted to taste it again.

And this time, the target was bigger, more thrilling, and more challenging.

Feiying finally spoke, her voice carrying an unsuppressible tremor:

"Sister Yingxue... You... You really..."

Su Yingxue looked at her appearance, smiling with her eyebrows curved into crescents:

"What's wrong with me?"

Feiying held it in for a long time, but ultimately didn't finish those words.

She only lowered her head, twisting the corner of her clothes with her fingers, her earlobes blushing red.

The thought in her heart churned, unable to be suppressed no matter what.

If... If Husband really marries Senior King Feiyun and Senior Ziyi back...

Then would she also be able to see those scenes... right next door...

That thought was like a seed falling into her heart, rapidly taking root and sprouting.

Fei Xue secretly glanced at Lin Yun, then quickly withdrew her gaze.

Ruozao buried her head even lower.

Lu Shan still covered her face, her whole body stiffening in place as if paralyzed by an acupoint, not moving at all.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Only the rustling sound of the morning breeze passing through the leaves and the slightly hurried breathing of the few people intertwined together.

Those scenes, those imaginations.

Poured in like a tide, wave after wave, unable to recede no matter what.