137: Meng Jiang's lust for women (Part 1)

Netherworld, Wei Ran Residence Restaurant

Meng Jiang fumbled in her sleeve and carefully pulled out a small, exquisite knife.

Just as she took out the knife, Shang Wan Ning, who was beside her, took it from her.

In an instant, a faint sound was heard.

A deep cut appeared on Shang Wan Ning's wrist. Her expression was solemn as she unhesitatingly circulated her spiritual power, forcing the essence blood out of her body.

Golden blood slowly dripped down from her fair wrist, landing accurately into the crystal bottle placed below.

"One drop, two drops, seven drops... twenty-one drops..." Meng Jiang whispered the count, her eyes fixed on the falling golden blood.

"I only asked Your Majesty to make a small cut, why did you make... such a large... wound?"

Meng Jiang frowned, looking at Shang Wan Ning's injured wrist with a face full of heartache, subconsciously reaching out to check the injury.

Shang Wan Ning was quick, her figure flashing as she dodged Meng Jiang's hand, saying, "I can't stop the bleeding yet; I have to wait until this crystal bottle is full."

"Don't worry, it's only about 80ml."

As time passed, the golden blood in the crystal bottle increased, making a crisp "drip-drop, drip-drop" sound.

After ten minutes, the crystal bottle was finally filled.

Only then did Shang Wan Ning extend her wrist over the two "Fuliji Roast Chickens" made of paper offerings placed to the side.

As two drops of golden blood landed steadily, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed.

Immediately after, a rich, mouth-watering aroma of chicken meat spread out.

Seeing this, Meng Jiang's brow twitched. Her deep, dark pupils were now completely occupied by Shang Wan Ning's blood-drenched wrist.

She had grabbed Shang Wan Ning's arm at some point, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

She lowered her head to greedily lick the golden blood, sucking it as if she were parched.

Her tongue lightly touched the wound, and then a faint red light flowed... Shang Wan Ning's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I only needed a few drops. Your Majesty debases yourself so much that I am truly speechless!!!" Meng Jiang's eyes had never been so indifferent; it was even the first time she had shown a bit of a temper toward the Empress.

Shang Wan Ning picked up the crystal bottle on the table and instantly stuffed it into Sister Meng's sleeve.

"Here, if you want to eat in the future, go buy it yourself."

Meng Jiang was dumbfounded by the Empress's shocking action. "Slitting your wrist just to show off your wealth like this???"

Shang Wan Ning glanced sideways at the frost-faced Sister Meng and parted her red lips: "In any case, my blood contains the Power of Reincarnation. Sister Meng, just treat it as taking Vitamin C."

"One drop a day, and perhaps in a short time, you can repair your origin and regain the Seventh Tier rank you held before being summoned."

"Your Majesty knew that I... was injured?" Meng Jiang's brow furrowed tightly.

"I am not a fool."

"To train Chief Assistant Lin into the second Lady Meng, the Power of Reincarnation is indispensable."

"According to the fastest method, besides feeding blood, what other good plan could Sister Meng have?"

Meng Jiang gritted her teeth, her gaze like a torch, staring intently at the Empress before her.

Her delicate face was now as red as a ripe cherry from embarrassment, and she said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you don't owe me anything!"

Shang Wan Ning seemed a bit guilty, quickly avoiding Meng Jiang's burning gaze and lightly lifting her fair wrist, trying to change the subject: "Sister Meng, look at this roast chicken, it smells so fragrant!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to tear off a piece of tender, juicy chicken and put it in her mouth.

In an instant, the freshness of the chicken skin and the richness of the fat blended in her mouth as she chewed lightly.

The flexible chicken meat and the rich aroma of chicken oil merged perfectly; that wonderful taste was unforgettable, leaving a lingering fragrance.

"Mmm, as expected of my golden legend... seasoning!" Shang Wan Ning exclaimed with satisfaction.

Seeing this, black lines appeared on Meng Jiang's forehead. She helplessly tore off a fat chicken leg, stuffed it into her mouth, and said indistinctly, "Heh, it is indeed quite delicious."

At this moment, a strange atmosphere filled the air.

Meng Jiang muttered to herself: "Hmph, scumbag Empress, the atmosphere is so weird! I really want to use my little fists to punch her—ample chest!"

[Hey hey hey... can't a perverted woman take the initiative to kiss me?]

[So boring, dull, no situational awareness at all...]

...Shang Wan Ning had just swallowed the chicken when she elegantly waved her sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, two sets of tableware appeared out of thin air on the dining table.

Then, she pulled Sister Meng to sit down with her, skillfully picked up a table knife, and carefully divided the entire roast chicken into two equal portions.

Afterward, with a pleasing expression, she placed one portion of the roast chicken onto the plate in front of Meng Jiang.

Originally, Meng Jiang happily thought the Empress would thoughtfully remove the bones for her, but she hadn't expected her to simply split the chicken in two.

[I really have to thank you!]

With several sharp slashes... Meng Jiang gripped the table knife and stabbed the chicken head repeatedly.

Each thrust carried a sense of ruthlessness—as if the chicken head were an enemy she hated to the bone.

The tip of the knife heartlessly pierced through the plate, colliding violently with the hard table, instantly producing an extremely piercing sound.

The sound was like a sharp sword piercing the eardrums, making one feel a chill rise from their spine.

Looking closely, the originally sharp table knife had actually become somewhat blunt from the impact.

However, Meng Jiang showed no intention of stopping, continuing her "stabbing, piercing, and jabbing" in her own way.

Seeing this, Shang Wan Ning's face couldn't help but twitch, and she said with a look of astonishment, "Sister Meng, are you venting your anger?"

Hearing this, Meng Jiang's movements didn't slow down at all; instead, she stabbed hard once more.

This time, she actually stabbed right through the table!

Then, she quickly pulled out the knife and continued her previous actions, responding indignantly, "Yes! I am indeed venting my anger!"

Pausing for a moment, Meng Jiang added through gritted teeth, "Angry at a certain someone who doesn't understand romance at all!"

Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but roll her eyes and muttered, "Sister Meng, you should at least try to hide it. How can you... admit it so bluntly?"

"Don't you think it's too much to vent your feelings on good food? If it were me, I would definitely make up a plausible reason to explain it."

"Sigh! What a waste of this plate of roast chicken." The gluttonous girl Shang Wan Ning felt a bit pained.

"Heh heh!"

2024.10.16

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