71: Chapter 71 Yu Yuan Chu Yu, afflicted by a love curse, falls into my arms.

Long Jiaonan was panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

That glimpse of spring scenery dangled right before Ye Xiu's eyes, yet she could no longer be bothered to cover it up.

"The main altar... is... is in the outskirts of the capital..."

"We... are in collusion... with a royal relative of the current dynasty..."

He had obtained the information he wanted.

Ye Xiu nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand to dissipate the electric current on the chains, but still kept her tightly bound.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you were this obedient earlier?"

Ye Xiu patted Long Jiaonan's face, which was covered in tear stains and a flush, then turned around to look at Yu Yuan Chuyu.

At this moment, although Yu Yuan Chuyu was trying hard to maintain her composure, her face was still as red as a ripe apple.

She looked at Ye Xiu, her eyes extremely complex.

There was gratitude, shame, and a trace... of reliance that even she dared not admit.

If Ye Xiu hadn't intervened just now, she probably would have been driven mad by that enchantress.

"Ye... Young Master Ye."

Yu Yuan Chuyu took a deep breath, her voice as low as a mosquito's buzz:

"Since the interrogation is over, let us... return to the city."

"This enchantress... shall be detained in my prison carriage first."

"Hmm, good idea."

Ye Xiu nodded, his gaze lingering for a second on the neckline beneath that purple robe and silver armor, a wicked smile curling the corner of his mouth:

"However, Lord Yu Yuan."

"Those words that enchantress said just now..."

"Please don't take them to heart."

"Although I also think... that wearing this mourning garment underneath, it really... has quite a flavor."

"You—!!!"

Yu Yuan Chuyu's just-calmed mood instantly shattered.

As the dignified Prefect of Lizhou and the former Her Majesty the Empress, when had she ever endured such insolence?

Especially that comment about the "mourning garment," which was like an invisible hand.

Reaching directly into the most secret and fragile corner of her heart, wantonly fiddling with it.

"You lecherous scoundrel!"

Yu Yuan Chuyu glared fiercely at Ye Xiu, as if wanting to poke two holes in him with her gaze.

She did not want to entangle herself any further with this man who spouted nonsense.

Stamping her foot, she turned and walked towards Long Jiaonan, who was bound to the bluestone.

She needed to quickly load this enchantress onto the prison carriage, take her back to the prefectural office for strict interrogation, and then... get as far away from this bastard named Ye Xiu as possible!

However.

Just as Yu Yuan Chuyu reached three feet in front of Long Jiaonan and was about to reach out to grab the spiritual energy chains.

Long Jiaonan, who had been lying limp on the bluestone and appeared to have given up resistance.

In those originally unfocused and hazy seductive eyes, a flash of extremely sinister cold light suddenly appeared.

"Hehe... Her Majesty the Empress..."

"Do you really think... that this is all I have?"

Long Jiaonan's lips, which had been bitten to a bright red, suddenly opened.

"Pfft!"

There was no hidden weapon, nor was there any poison.

Instead, it was a cloud of extremely thick, eerie pink fragrant mist, sprayed directly at Yu Yuan Chuyu's face!

This turn of events came too fast, too suddenly.

And the distance between the two was simply too close.

Although Yu Yuan Chuyu's cultivation was not low, she had been unsettled by Ye Xiu just now and was currently in a state of agitation.

Combined with the fact that she was instinctively guarding against hidden weapons, she had not expected the opponent to spray a cloud of mist.

"Cough, cough! What is this..."

Yu Yuan Chuyu only had time to hold her breath, but the pink fragrant mist seemed to have a life of its own.

It seeped into her body, penetrating every pore and even the gaps in her protective Spiritual Qi.

A scent so sweet it was nauseating, yet instantly transformed into an intensely hot aura, exploded within her Meridians.

"Hum!"

Yu Yuan Chuyu only felt a roar in her mind.

The scene before her instantly became blurry and doubled.

The originally cool and quiet valley seemed to turn into a burning sea of fire.

And the Pure Yang True Qi within her body, which had already been stirred up by Ye Xiu, was like dry firewood meeting a raging fire, instantly detonated by this pink fragrant mist!

"Mmm..."

Yu Yuan Chuyu let out a groan that was painful yet carried a trace of sweetness.

Her legs went weak, and that heavy silver armor now felt like a red-hot branding iron, burning her so that she could not stand steadily.

Her whole body fell backward uncontrollably.

"Careful!"

Ye Xiu, who had been watching from the sidelines appearing to watch a show, but in reality had never let down his guard, flashed forward.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind swept by.

At the moment Yu Yuan Chuyu was about to fall onto the muddy ground, a strong arm steadily caught her slender waist.

"Lord Yu Yuan, are you alright?"

Ye Xiu looked down at the woman in his arms, his brows slightly furrowed.

At this moment, Yu Yuan Chuyu's state was extremely wrong.

That pretty face, originally imposing and heroic, was now so red it was almost dripping blood.

Her eyes were tightly shut, her long eyelashes trembling violently, as if she were experiencing some terrible nightmare.

Her breathing was rapid and scorching; every breath she exhaled carried a rich scent of peach blossoms.

What was even more fatal.

She was not behaving in Ye Xiu's arms.

Her hands were wildly grabbing and tearing at her neckline, as if trying to rip off her own clothes.

"Hot... so hot..."

"Help me... I can't take it anymore..."

"Hahahaha!"

On the bluestone, Long Jiaonan watched this scene and let out a triumphant and crazy laugh.

Although she was still tied up like a dumpling by the chains, seeing the high and mighty Her Majesty the Empress fall into the trap filled her with the pleasure of revenge.

"Ye Xiu! This is the secret technique of my Dragon Control Sect—the 'Dragon Saliva Joyous Curse'!"

"This pink mist is refined by collecting the heart's blood of a Flood Dragon in heat, mixed with eighty-one types of aphrodisiac poisonous herbs."

"As long as you inhale a little bit, even a chaste and upright woman will turn into..."

"Turn into a wanton woman who only knows how to beg for pleasure!"

Long Jiaonan licked her lips, looking at Ye Xiu with playful eyes:

"How is it? Prince Consort?"

"Are you satisfied with this big gift?"

"This Her Majesty the Empress usually pretends to be pure and untainted, indifferent to worldly affairs."

"Now... is it not quite flavorful?"

"Especially that mourning garment of hers... tsk tsk tsk, if it gets torn to shreds later, that scene..."

"Shut up!"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Xiu's eyes.

Although he was a playboy, he knew how to distinguish the occasion.

Such low-class tactics really made him truly angry.

"Snap!"

Ye Xiu waved his hand casually, and a strand of Sword Qi, wrapped in wine, struck directly at Long Jiaonan's mute acupoint.

"Wuwuwu!"

Long Jiaonan instantly lost her voice, only able to widen her eyes and look at the two with resentment.

"Since you like watching the show so much, then watch it properly for me!"

"After I cure her, I will come back to deal with you!"

After dealing with the noisy Long Jiaonan.

Ye Xiu looked down at Yu Yuan Chuyu in his arms, unable to help but inwardly complain.

This "Dragon Saliva Joyous Curse" was truly overbearing.

In just a few short breaths, Yu Yuan Chuyu's consciousness had already become completely blurred.

"Hot..."

Yu Yuan Chuyu had completely forgotten who she was at this moment.

She only felt as if her whole body was on fire; that purple robe and silver armor she usually prided herself on had now become shackles torturing her.

Rip—!

Relying on instinct, she actually tore open the neckline of her outer purple robe.

The row of delicate silver buttons flew off, revealing a large expanse of snowy white mourning garment underneath.

This mourning garment was woven from the finest plain brocade, its texture light and breathable.

Because of the sweat, it clung tightly to her violently heaving chest, faintly revealing the outline of the bellyband inside.

"Ye... Ye Xiu..."

Yu Yuan Chuyu's hazy eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking at the man before her.

Under the influence of the drug, Ye Xiu's already handsome face was now filled with fatal attraction in her eyes.

She seemed to see the brother who had abandoned her in the past, and also seemed to see a deity who could save her from fire and water.

"Save me..."

"I feel so uncomfortable..."

She reached out her scorching arms, like a drowning person grabbing the last straw, and tightly hugged Ye Xiu's neck.

Her whole body hung on Ye Xiu like an octopus.

"Damn it! This woman has gone crazy!"

Although Ye Xiu had extraordinary self-control, facing such a stunning beauty throwing herself into his arms.

And it was a Her Majesty the Empress with the double buff of uniform + mourning garment; he was a normal man too!

Especially Yu Yuan Chuyu's long, slender legs, which were unconsciously rubbing back and forth against his waist.

"No! Not here!"

Ye Xiu glanced at Long Jiaonan, who was still widening her eyes and "watching the live broadcast" nearby.

He picked up Yu Yuan Chuyu, his figure flashed, and he ducked into a more secluded banana grove nearby.

He placed Yu Yuan Chuyu on a clean patch of grass.

Ye Xiu took a deep breath, circulated the Azure Emperor Scripture, and condensed a ball of vibrant Azure Wood Spiritual Qi in his hand.

"Lord Yu Yuan, I apologize!"

"I am doing this to save you, not to take advantage of the situation!"

While making excuses for himself, Ye Xiu reached out and pressed down on Yu Yuan Chuyu's hands, which were still flailing about.

"Mmm!"

When Ye Xiu's cool palms touched Yu Yuan Chuyu's scorching skin.

She was like a fish out of water encountering sweet rain, letting out a moan that made one's bones go numb.

Not good!

About to lose control...

There was no time to think, nor time to react; this former Her Majesty the Empress actually threw herself over!

The subsequent scenes are indescribable...