TAISS – Chapter 34

【I know you don’t want to talk to me, but it doesn’t matter. I am everywhere.】

Lin Jianheng stopped in her tracks, her plan to escape with Yan Su halted.

【You may not use your phone, but you have to drive, don’t you? You’ll go to the mall, won’t you? You have to use the Q Net, right?】

The other party was clearly a high-ranking member of the Mechanical Lifeforms.

Lin Jianheng even thought of what she had just seen and couldn’t help but guess that this ghost who had once occupied her body was, in fact, the one called “Sigu.”

Cogito, ergo sum. I think, therefore I am. A name full of philosophical meaning, given to a creature that was neither human nor machine.

Lin Jianheng didn’t know what kind of twisted sense of humor the other party had to name itself that.

And she did indeed retract the foot she had stepped forward with.

Beside her, Yan Su was like a little wolf poised to strike, her back arched, her hair standing on end.

It was the first time Lin Jianheng had seen Yan Su release such strong aggression, as if she would leap through the screen in the next moment and tear that entity to shreds.

They couldn’t leave yet. Lin Jianheng took a deep breath, squeezed Yan Su’s hand, and stroked her back, trying her best to soothe her.

Leaving was pointless. As long as she was in this high-tech society, surrounded by electronic devices, the other party could find her.

And she couldn’t possibly find some remote little planet, get rid of all electronic devices, and live an ancient life with Yan Su.

“Sigu?” Lin Jianheng reinforced the crystal cocoon by another layer and finally addressed this “person” who had invaded her territory without invitation.

For now, she hadn’t crushed its throat. But one day, Lin Jianheng swore, she would annihilate this existence that threatened her safety, had hurt Yan Su, and had troubled her friends and family.

【It seems you’ve received my invitation.】

Even with only cold text, Lin Jianheng could almost see a sneering face on the other side, hallucinating the voice that had once appeared in her spiritual space.

Right, spiritual power.

The other party wasn’t just a mechanical being that could freely invade electronic devices; it was also a flesh-and-blood lifeform with spiritual power, a cloud of pheromones.

Since she could connect with Yan Su through the spiritual power Yan Su had left in her spiritual space, could she also use this method to find Sigu’s main body?

Lin Jianheng placed this thought into her spiritual space with Yan Su, and it just so happened that Yan Su had been searching for the same thing and wanted to say the same.

They clasped their hands tightly, and Lin Jianheng gave Yan Su access to her spiritual space.

Two people searching was definitely easier than one. Together, they would search for traces of Sigu in this incomplete space.

“What do you want?” On the surface, Lin Jianheng was still playing for time with Sigu.

If possible, she hoped to get more information.

The Empire must have some understanding of the Mechanical Lifeforms and should even know of Sigu’s existence.

But Lin Jianheng hadn’t reached a consensus with them. The relationship between the two sides was delicate; Lin Jianheng was hiding the matter of her original world and the recorder, and the royal family’s attitude toward her was unclear. Under such circumstances, Lin Jianheng had to find this information herself.

“Do you want Yan Su?” It was a probing question. Lin Jianheng couldn’t think of anything else, so she brought up the most absurd thing Sigu had done while occupying her body.

【Yinsu? Ah, you already know her name.】 Unexpectedly, the name Sigu typed was not “Yan Su.”

Lin Jianheng wasn’t sure if this was her sister’s real name. After all, Succubus Sister had no memories of her past and called herself Yan Su only because she remembered those two characters.

She had to ask Xu Yuantong.

【So, have you two rekindled your old flame? Shouldn’t you thank me? Otherwise, you probably would never have had the chance to be together again in this life.】

Sigu’s words were indeed packed with information. It even knew about her and Yan Su’s past.

“Rekindling an old flame?” Lin Jianheng’s brow furrowed in confusion.

Perhaps her mother knew Yan Su. Was that the connection from that time?

【Tch. I don’t want her. I should have killed her long ago. The one I’ve always wanted is you, Jian Heng.】

Sigu didn’t answer Lin Jianheng’s question.

Perhaps it realized that Lin Jianheng still didn’t remember the past.

Yan Su looked at Lin Jianheng and shook her head slightly.

She also didn’t understand why this Mechanical Lifeform claimed to know Lin Jianheng.

A person like Lin Jianheng should be unforgettable after just one meeting.

And her own body had no memory of Lin Jianheng. How could they be rekindling an old flame?

“What do you want from me? To modify me? To install your mechanical products in me?” Lin Jianheng tried to fish for more information.

The paths in her spiritual space were intricate and complex. It was the first time Lin Jianheng had explored this far, only to discover a sealed-off area in her spiritual space.

Lin Jianheng tried to poke it, and a splitting headache shot through her. That part must be her lost memories.

Yan Su’s spiritual power followed her like a kitten, sometimes stretching far into the distance, searching for the scent she detested most.

They hadn’t found it yet. Lin Jianheng tried to release her spiritual power to probe her phone.

Yan Su understood her intention and continuously channeled her own spiritual power to her.

The connection with Sigu couldn’t be broken yet. Lin Jianheng had to stall for as long as possible to create an opportunity for herself.

【You’re as clever as ever. Think about it, Jian Heng. What’s the downside of joining us?】

【We will provide you with mechanical modifications for your frail organs, connect you to an external brain to enhance your processing speed and special ability level.】 Sigu’s voice was low, slow, and gentle, coaxing, with an unsettling intimacy.

【Would we make you separate from your family, part from your friends, or break up with your lover? What good would that do me? You will only gain a stronger body and experience unprecedented abilities.】

Putting aside everything else, as a high-ranking member, or perhaps the leader, of an underground organization, Sigu’s powers of persuasion were top-notch.

If it hadn’t occupied Lin Jianheng’s body for two years and subjected Yan Su to inhuman torture during that time…

Lin Jianheng might have actually believed the machine’s words and joined with pleasure.

“If you’re really so benevolent, why haven’t you turned everyone in the Empire into your kind?” However, even setting aside what Sigu had done, Lin Jianheng wouldn’t be so easily fooled.

There was no such thing as a free lunch, especially not for her.

Just look at this transmigration. She thought she had transmigrated into a rich second-generation heir to live a carefree, profligate life, squandering money every day with no worries for the rest of her life.

But instead, she had returned to her original world, and her identity was even more awkward—the posthumous child of the previous King, with the current King coveting something from her.

She still had to work for Jian Lingxuan and deal with the royal family. A good thing had turned into a bad one.

【Because they are not worthy.】 Sigu’s words sounded just like a villain’s.

【Jian Heng, my dear Jian Heng. You don’t think I’m running a charity, do you? Why should I turn those inferior creatures into my kind? That would be a complete insult to me.】 Its tone was flat, even anger seemed superfluous, as if this were an indisputable truth.

This line of reasoning seemed to be a dead end. And just then, Lin Jianheng and Yan Su caught a trace.

It was Sigu’s spiritual power, left deep within Lin Jianheng’s spiritual space.

That spiritual power was inherently inferior, not at all strong, and hidden very deep.

If Lin Jianheng hadn’t attempted to probe Sigu’s actual situation with her spiritual power this time, she might never have discovered it.

Spiritual power left in another person’s spiritual space would naturally dissipate, but during the months that process took, who could guarantee that no accidents would happen?

Perhaps Sigu’s “invitation” today was a ploy; if she refused, it would use force and occupy her body again.

Lin Jianheng couldn’t let that happen again.

Never mind how much effort she herself would have to spend to reclaim her body.

Her poor Sister Yan had already been hurt because of this and had only just come to trust her completely. If Sigu occupied her again, Lin Jianheng didn’t dare to imagine what would happen to Yan Su.

“Inferior creatures? And how are you superior?” Lin Jianheng seized that sliver of spiritual power that wasn’t her own, preparing to fully unleash her own spiritual power and push it in Sigu’s direction.

At the very least, she had to see its true appearance! If she could find out where their base was, where Sigu was at this very moment, that would be even better!

Yan Su gripped Lin Jianheng’s hand tightly.

At this moment, she was the one who least wanted Sigu to succeed.

If she could, she would also like to personally kill this person who had locked her away in darkness and driven her to a mental breakdown.

A torrent of spiritual power flowed from Yan Su’s body into Lin Jianheng’s spiritual space.

Their spiritual powers merged perfectly, as if they were one, completely occupying Lin Jianheng’s spiritual space at that moment.

In the process of giving, Yan Su caught a fleeting glimpse.

In the deepest part stood a person. Red hair, blue eyes, no tail or wings, but a pair of pointed ears.

She glowed faintly in the darkest corner, looking at Yan Su through time and space.

She saw her past self. Yan Su’s surprise vanished as quickly as the fragment disappeared.

The flood of spiritual power twisted into a single rope and charged toward the flaw Sigu had left behind.

Lin Jianheng held her breath, pushing forward with all her might, her eyes turning red with the intent to kill this person.

In reality, Sigu’s messages continued to appear on the projection.

【Ageless and immortal, free from the torment of illness and pain. So what if a limb is severed or an organ fails? Just replace the parts! We are eternal. We stand at the forefront of the world. We are the ultimate, ultimate, ultimate final form of intelligent life—】

The attack was effective; Sigu’s message clearly started to lag.

But Lin Jianheng’s spiritual power was also more than half depleted. She was only halfway there; Sigu’s main body was indeed very far from the Capital Star!

【You actually found the gift I left for you, you, you. You want to come find me? 锟斤拷锟斤拷】 The connection was interrupted, and the latter half of the message turned into corrupted text.

Their joint attack was incredibly effective, to the point of forcing Sigu to retreat.

Lin Jianheng suddenly realized that even Mechanical Lifeforms feared attacks from powerful spiritual power; it could forcibly sever their connection to their mechanical bodies.

Perhaps their connection itself required spiritual power.

Lin Jianheng wouldn’t let this person get away so easily.

She squeezed Yan Su’s hand, her thoughts transmitted through their spiritual link, exchanging countless ideas in a single second.

Yan Su understood her completely and released her spiritual power toward Lin Jianheng’s phone.

She wanted to trap this person who had brazenly invaded Lin Jianheng’s space and now intended to retreat unscathed when things went south, to teach it a lesson about its arrogance.

And just as her spiritual power was about to run dry, Lin Jianheng finally captured Sigu’s spiritual space, invaded it, and swept through Sigu’s spiritual power with brute force, unconsciously devouring and replenishing her own.

Far away in the Tanmo Star System, Sigu was currently tilting its head back, its body twisted at a bizarre angle, looking toward Lin Jianheng with a wicked smile, its mouth split open, its eyes wide with fury.

【Why-why-why-why? We are the most-most-most advanced—】 Yan Su’s trap had succeeded. The red text still danced in the air.

Lin Jianheng pulled on that sliver of spiritual power in her phone and launched a fierce attack toward Sigu’s main body.

“Ahhh… I finally see you again…” Unexpectedly, Sigu didn’t resist.

It even opened its spiritual space, welcoming her arrival as if embracing her.

Through their spiritual connection, Lin Jianheng could even sense the other party’s ecstatic, deathly joy.

Wanting to kill her, wanting to be killed by her, missing her, hating her…

Lin Jianheng didn’t know why a complete stranger, a semi-mechanical being that could no longer be considered human, would have such intense emotions for her.

But she also confirmed that Sigu was telling the truth.

It didn’t want Yan Su; it only wanted Lin Jianheng.

“You’ve come. After so long, you’ve finally come to my side. Come, come… try to kill me completely this time!” Sigu abruptly severed the connection with Lin Jianheng’s phone.

Yan Su’s head throbbed for a moment. She nearly broke through the crystal cocoon Lin Jianheng had constructed for them, wanting to bite and shatter the phone that bore traces of Sigu’s presence like a wolf.

She calmed down in an instant, using what little spiritual power she had left to continue supporting Lin Jianheng.

“You said you were immortal and indestructible.” Lin Jianheng’s spiritual power had already tightened around Sigu’s throat.

She had descended into Sigu’s surroundings through their spiritual space. Seeing nothing special around, she wasn’t surprised.

Sigu was just sitting in a coffee shop. Judging by the decor, it was hard to tell where the shop was located. If Lin Jianheng hadn’t sensed Sigu’s location in the Tanmo Star System at the moment of connection, she would probably be scratching her head trying to figure out Sigu’s base of operations.

And in front of this person was only a closed laptop. Its dark screen reflected her crazed expression.

Her face was plain and unremarkable, the kind that would instantly disappear in a crowd.

She had scratched it herself, drawing blood that oozed out in streams, revealing flesh and bone that were clearly not human.

Sigu’s words were full of incitement, and even its posture was an invitation, begging Lin Jianheng to carry out this execution.

“Killing this body of yours is meaningless.” But Lin Jianheng slowly calmed down.

She couldn’t possibly kill a high-ranking member of an organization that the entire Empire was powerless against, able only to maintain a balance, so easily.

“And how do you know this isn’t my last body?” Sigu kept laughing, so loudly that Lin Jianheng could barely hear its spiritual power.

“Or could it be that, my dear, you can’t actually kill with spiritual power anymore?”

It tilted its head at an angle that should have broken its neck. As a non-human creature, it could still speak, still laugh, still bleed.

Lin Jianheng couldn’t help but wonder why such a monster hadn’t uploaded its consciousness.

Perhaps…

“I see. Your original body was a machine.” The flesh was a product acquired later.

Sigu’s expression froze for a second, its eyes suddenly shrinking.

“Yes, yes, that’s it. Understand me more, and then feel guilt, anger, fear…”

Its laughter was the most terrifying soundtrack, continuously stimulating Lin Jianheng’s spiritual power, making her want to retreat, yet also want to crash into that sealed-off area.

Lin Jianheng fell silent, only a thread of her spiritual power still tightly locked onto Sigu’s spiritual space.

Sigu finally showed its true colors, attempting to counterattack Lin Jianheng’s spiritual power, wanting to use this connection to re-occupy Lin Jianheng’s body.

“Don’t you dare… take my body!” A manic state was completely triggered. Lin Jianheng was like a lion, like an eagle, the fiercest of predators, angered after being provoked, wishing only to slaughter the offender completely.

But she felt a wave of exhaustion, a throbbing that made her head ache unbearably.

She tried to use force, but she was just randomly slashing around in Sigu’s spiritual space.

Blood streamed from Sigu’s seven orifices as it laughed louder and louder, using its laughter as a form of spiritual pollution, determined to complete this invasion.

“Master!” Yan Su, having finally recovered, saw Lin Jianheng’s poor state and threw herself at her, holding her tightly.

“Master, Master, wake up. If it’s not working, we can try again next time… Master!” She pursued her without another word.

Their spiritual powers were already fused into one. Yan Su instantly arrived at Sigu’s location, seeing the world Lin Jianheng saw.

This place… was incredibly familiar to her.

The familiar scene stimulated Yan Su’s long-buried ability, loosening the soil around it.

A special ability descended from the heavens, breaking the stalemate between the two and severing Sigu’s overly offensive spiritual power probe.

It dragged Sigu into a vortex, crushed it into pieces, lightly sentencing it to death, and in an instant, reduced the surroundings to nothingness.

One of Sigu’s spare bodies was thus annihilated, and the spiritual power captured by Lin Jianheng also lost its connection to the main body.

The connection occupying the phone was also completely burned out, like silk consumed by fire.

The rule of body possession was rewritten at this moment, acting directly on Lin Jianheng’s spiritual space through spiritual power, helping her rebuild the cocoon of self-defense.

In the next instant, the rule of spiritual power absorption was also rewritten, helping Lin Jianheng’s overdrawn spiritual space recover to its original lush state.

Three uses of her special ability destroyed a space and rewrote two rules. Before fainting, Yan Su grasped Lin Jianheng’s agitated spiritual power and returned with her to their home.

Then she collapsed.

“Yan… Sister… Sister Yan, Sister!” Lin Jianheng snapped out of the state induced by Sigu’s spiritual power. Her spiritual space was abnormally peaceful, with no sign of depletion.

She didn’t know what Yan Su had done, but it was definitely because of Yan Su that she was so clear-headed now, even physically comfortable.

“Sister!” Lin Jianheng caught the swaying Yan Su, creating a bed of crystal to catch her gently, and the two of them slowly landed on the floor together.

“I’m fine…” Yan Su’s nose was bleeding, and her head was spinning.

“Tired…” At least they were home.

This time, she had successfully helped her master, not holding her back, not just hiding behind Lin Jianheng to enjoy her protection.

Would Master praise her?

Yan Su’s tears flowed in a daze. A physiological soreness stung her nasal passages, causing her to drown in her wild thoughts.

I want to be Master’s one and only.

Yan Su reached out to touch Lin Jianheng’s face, but Lin Jianheng caught her hand, their fingers intertwining.

If only I were the only one who could be so close to Master.

Yan Su closed her eyes, falling into an endless, obsessive dream.

“Sister…” Lin Jianheng wiped the tear stains from Yan Su’s face, only to realize they were her own uncontrollable tears that had fallen onto Yan Su’s face.

“Sister Yan, Yan Su…” She hugged the exhausted, sleeping Yan Su tightly—her sister, her succubus—as tears streamed down her face.

This time, it was Yan Su who had saved her, helped her, and killed her mortal enemy.

Although they knew that person wouldn’t die so easily, it still counted as Yan Su avenging Lin Jianheng.

Why am I so useless? Unable to protect the Yan Su who relied on her so much, having to depend on Yan Su’s suffering and pain to resolve this matter.

Was there any way to train her spiritual power and special ability? Were there any drugs that could quickly raise her level?

Otherwise, how could she face Yan Su, how could she pamper her, how could she… possess her?

Within Lin Jianheng’s unspoken emotions was a deep-seated fear of Yan Su leaving.

She was afraid that if she couldn’t be an all-powerful master, couldn’t be the one to give Yan Su a sense of security, Yan Su would leave her for someone else.

She wanted to be Yan Su’s support. To be the one who sheltered Yan Su from the wind and rain.

That was the meaning of her existence, the confidence she needed for someone as wonderful as Yan Su to choose to stay by her side.

If she couldn’t do these things, why would Yan Su still accompany her?

But, Yan Su was so powerful. Her special ability could modify rules, could span several star systems, could do things she herself couldn’t, and could even help her resist the possibility of her body being possessed.

I want to suppress her ability, make it so she can only submit beneath me.

The moment this contradictory feeling arose, Lin Jianheng immediately began to despise herself.

How could I think of Yan Su like that? Isn’t it a good thing that she’s becoming stronger and more powerful?

Bitterness turned into a torrent of tears that fell on Yan Su, which in turn caused layers of aching pain to rise in Lin Jianheng, a pain that pierced her heart moments later, never to heal.

“I’ll take you to rest, feed you, give you pheromones…” Lin Jianheng buried her sorrow and pain, wrapped her arms around Yan Su’s back, and drew her into her embrace.

At least this time, Lin Jianheng knew that Yan Su had only fainted from exhaustion, not left her.

“Let’s go, Sister, good girl. A good rest and you’ll be fine.” Lin Jianheng carried Yan Su to the bed and kissed her lips without another word.

Her sleeping beauty still responded unconsciously, opening herself up for her to explore.

What a wonderful sister.

Lin Jianheng kissed her once, then again, and finally squeezed her own gland, sending a small amount of pheromones into Yan Su’s mouth. She watched as her pale face slowly regained its color, and finally allowed herself to relax.

“Sister…” Lin Jianheng held Yan Su, too weak to move.

Looking at Yan Su’s serene features, joy broke through the sorrow.

She brushed away the stray hairs stuck to Yan Su’s ear and touched her warm ear.

Her heart and mind were filled with every little moment they had spent together.

Yan Su leaning against her chest, scratching at her clothes.

Yan Su wagging her tail, waiting for a bite of food.

Yan Su’s fair body every night, and those repeated calls of “Master.”

And just now, Yan Su’s telepathic connection with her, her reckless action of overdrawing her special ability for her sake.

“I think… I really like you,” Lin Jianheng whispered, closing her eyes and pulling Yan Su closer into her arms.

With a desire for possession, tempered by civilized, rational restraint.

She didn’t know if she realized that this “like” was different from all the times before.

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Perhaps because Sigu’s spiritual power had intercepted it, Lin Jianheng’s distress signal was only sent out after the incident was over.

She and Yan Su had been sound asleep for half an hour when Xilan arrived with her people, knocking on her door.

Lin Jianheng covered Yan Su’s ears, only then seeing Xilan’s string of urgent replies on the Star Net.

Lin Jianheng sighed. The other party was a member of the royal family. Since she was already here, she had to receive her.

But her little kitten could sleep peacefully in the room and recover her strength.

Lin Jianheng closed the door, and in case Yan Su woke up suddenly, she left her a message in their spiritual space.

Only then did she open the door to welcome Canglin Xilan and the squad of guards she had brought with her.

Li Zhaoge wasn’t there. Lin Jianheng scanned the guard squad; a few faces were familiar, likely from the unit Li Zhaoge commanded.

“Is she still here?” Xilan’s eyes were filled with urgency as she peered inquisitively into Lin Jianheng’s room.

They had prepared signal-jamming devices and some spiritual power-related instruments.

“She’s already been driven back. In fact, the message I sent you was sent after I drove her back.” Lin Jianheng patted her head. Her hair was messy, she was in her pajamas, and she was visibly tired.

“You’re much stronger than before, Xiao Heng.” Xilan was momentarily speechless, then let out a breath and offered this praise.

“Am I? What do you people know? Is Sigu really just one person?” Lin Jianheng woke up a little more.

“She is not a person, or rather, not an intelligent lifeform. Her prototype was a teaching AI, not from our Xuanxing Empire. In the early years, we thought she had no physical body. In recent years, she has gradually become more active in the public eye, and only then did we realize she already has a body.”

Xilan told her as much as she was allowed to.

Lin Jianheng was currently the only person in the entire Empire who had faced Sigu head-on and not been at a disadvantage.

She had even managed to drive the other party back.

The guards Xilan brought checked Lin Jianheng’s room. The signal fluctuations were normal; the AI had indeed left.

“Was this body also stolen?” Lin Jianheng recalled the moment Yan Su had killed that body of Sigu’s.

She didn’t think the form Sigu used was an intelligent species like herself.

That made her even more confused about what Sigu wanted by occupying her body.

After all, Sigu already had many better bodies that wouldn’t break down or age.

It couldn’t really be just trying to recruit her, could it?

Lin Jianheng suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She recalled her medical report and felt a little relieved.

She was still flesh and blood, with no mechanical modifications implanted.

“According to our observations, no. It should be something they cloned, or created themselves.” Xilan sized up Lin Jianheng.

It was also a form of inspection; she was also afraid that Lin Jianheng’s body had been possessed again.

“Sister Xilan, don’t you find it strange?” Lin Jianheng took a step forward, pressing close to Xilan.

“My sister isn’t even worried about my body being possessed again. You people know more, yet you’re more nervous. That’s why you won’t tell us anything, right?” Lin Jianheng’s voice was still a bit groggy, but her words hit the nail on the head.

It caused a subtle change in Xilan’s expression.

“Am I the first person whose body she’s possessed? I doubt it. I guess… the first person whose body she possessed was Her Highness Zhixian. She wasn’t just possessed once, but repeatedly, to the point that you’re extremely wary of her, even locking her up, trying to figure out what’s going on.”

Otherwise, why would a King who loved her people so dearly cause her own daughter, Canglin Zhixian, to feel such fear?

Lin Jianheng still remembered Canglin Zhixian’s words before she was seemingly possessed by Sigu that day.

Although it was unclear who that was, the fear in her words was real.

Originally, Lin Jianheng thought it was a problem with Jingyuan’s character, that she was experimenting on her own daughter, which caused Zhixian’s fear. But the news reports and the recent mass spiritual power collapse had changed Lin Jianheng’s mind.

“Xiao Heng,” Xilan said, an obvious attempt to stop her.

“Why won’t you let me speak? This won’t stop my suspicions, and it will cause the intelligence that should be exchanged to die with me. Why don’t we have a frank and open discussion? For example, what the Mechanical Lifeforms’ ultimate goal is, how their power has developed, and what’s going on with my and Zhixian’s transmigration.”

Perhaps because her sleep had been disturbed, Lin Jianheng was quite aggressive today.

A few days ago, she would have let the royal family’s slow-paced concealment slide. She had even seen them place Xu Yuantong by her side to probe her and use Li Zhaoge to monitor her, and she hadn’t thought much of it.

But today, aside from the irritability from overusing her spiritual power, it was also because the other party’s power was truly terrifying. She and Yan Su had failed to kill this person twice. And it was elusive, annoying to death, and she never knew when it might stab her in the back.

Lin Jianheng was scared.

Scared that she would have to leave again because of this, scared that the person who knew Yan Su’s background would harm Yan Su.

She was even scared that Yan Su’s special ability would be exposed to the royal family, and Yan Su would become a tool for the royal family to control her…

She didn’t want to wait for this group of people to finish their deliberations.

She had to seize the initiative on this.

Xilan fell silent, the smile on her face fading.

She was evaluating Lin Jianheng’s words and value, perhaps also consulting with Jingyuan.

“There can’t be many people who have faced Sigu directly. I don’t know if I’m the only one. But you might want to know how I know what I know, and where she is now.” This was a negotiation, and Lin Jianheng held a very important bargaining chip.

“Sigh, Xiao Heng.” After two minutes of staring, Xilan sighed.

It was a sign of concession.

“We are not in an adversarial relationship with you. We did have our considerations for not telling you those things, but it was also wrong of us to hide them from you.” She even offered an apology, though a verbal apology was the last thing Lin Jianheng needed right now.

“But Xiao Heng, you must remember. The Empire is not your enemy; the Mechanical Lifeforms are. And your transmigration was your own choice. Neither I nor Jingyuan forced you. On the contrary, we tried to persuade you against it, because we didn’t know what kind of world you were going to, what kind of identity you would have, or what you would experience.”

Xilan’s gentle, motherly smile returned, her features softening.

Lin Jianheng stared at her for a long time, saw no falsehood in her eyes, and reluctantly accepted her explanation and reassurance.

“Then when do you plan to tell me?” Was it really her own choice? What was the reason?

Lin Jianheng’s hostility subsided somewhat, and she felt a lazy drowsiness.

Even though Yan Su had replenished her spiritual power, she had still overexerted herself, equivalent to several hours of intense exercise. All she wanted to do now was sleep.

“Within this week, we will give you an answer.” Xilan had probably really contacted Jingyuan’s side.

For her to relent so quickly, it definitely wasn’t because of Lin Jianheng’s temper.

“Fine. I hope it will be a truly frank and open conversation then.” At least they had set a time.

Lin Jianheng covered her mouth with her hand and yawned, really unable to stay awake.

Xilan hadn’t left yet. She leaned down slightly to look at Lin Jianheng. “Xiao Heng, would you mind if we checked your room and phone again?”

Lin Jianheng’s yawn stopped midway, and her head felt like a tangled mess. “Can we do it tomorrow? I’m too tired. You were half an hour late anyway, so a few more hours should be fine, right?”

“Alright, Xiao Heng, go get some rest. Message me when you have time tomorrow.” Xilan left with her people.

Lin Jianheng locked the door and, after some thought, disconnected all the internet in her house.

Then she crawled into bed, hugged her sense of security, and fell completely into a deep sleep.

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A dream.

The spring water was warm.

It was like being immersed in a mother’s womb, floating in the safest embrace, with no need to think about anything.

Lin Jianheng stepped out of the eggshell, her spiritual power rippling outwards, vibrating everything around her.

Including her own eggshell.

She looked back. The eggshell that had housed her for three years cracked gently, shattering and falling to the ground.

Lin Jianheng unconsciously walked over and picked up a piece.

She saw her own past.

Jian Heng had a condition similar to hyperthymesia. The first thing in her memory was her spiritual power going out of control, terrifying the entire household.

The butlers and servants who were home at the time knelt in a circle, unable to stand up under such a high level of spiritual power. The weaker ones were even crying and muttering prayers.

Of her mothers, the two who had nourished her with pheromones for three years, feeding her so she wouldn’t starve in the eggshell, only one was home.

A face that closely resembled Jian Lingxuan’s approached her, bearing an immense pressure.

She wasn’t like a normal baby, dazed, crying, or laughing. She just looked at her quietly.

She was the first person Jian Heng saw in this world. The imprinting effect didn’t happen as expected, but that first glance still left a deep impression on Jian Heng.

Jian Zunqiu tried her best to pick her up, her trembling arms making Jian Heng uncomfortable.

So she finally cried out like a baby. Her spiritual power surged because of it, making it difficult for even the SS-rank Jian Zunqiu to bear.

“Little Highness, Little Highness… you’ve finally come out…” Jian Zunqiu held her tightly, as if it were the most important thing in the world.

“If you were harmed in the slightest, I don’t know what I would have done.” Like a mother, yet also like a subordinate, she held Jian Heng high, looking at her with pity.

One memory ended, and Lin Jianheng picked up a second fragment.

The second person Jian Heng saw was the 52nd King, Canglin Jingyuan.

She was younger and more androgynous than the version Lin Jianheng had recently seen in the news. She didn’t have that sharp aura yet, and her brow held a hint of gentleness.

She raised her hand, and a gentle spiritual power dissipated the pressure from Jian Heng’s own. Then she took the swaddled Jian Heng, held her, and studied her carefully.

This child doesn’t resemble Canglin Diexun. Why did my aunt have to sacrifice herself?

If Jian Heng could read minds, she would have known Jingyuan’s thoughts.

She still felt a great sense of unease, and her spiritual power grew more agitated.

Jingyuan finally became firm, suppressing all of the child’s accumulated spiritual power.

A long stare, as if trying to see someone’s likeness in Jian Heng’s eyes.

After closing her eyes, she announced the infant’s name.

From that day on, Jian Heng remembered her name. She was Jianheng, the posthumous child of the 51st King, a blood relative of the royal family, the current King’s maternal cousin.

But she preferred to stay with the Jian family. That was where her caring Mommy and mother were, and a sister who liked her but also always liked to tease her. So for the next twenty years, she called herself Jian Heng.

Lin Jianheng picked up the third fragment.

Unexpectedly, it was the story of how Jian Heng met her true fiancée.

They first met on the Q Net.

The fiancée seemed to be looking for someone, investigating all the way from the remote Tanmo Star System to the Dihua Star System where the Capital Star was located.

The first time they connected, Jian Heng was barely four years old.

A four-year-old child shouldn’t understand adult matters, but Jian Heng knew much more than Lin Jianheng had imagined.

She knew how to write and read without needing to be taught, and she even occasionally gave Jian Lingxuan pointers, making Jian Lingxuan mistakenly think she had a low IQ and was being outsmarted by her younger sister.

The memories Jian Heng unlocked didn’t include how she acquired this knowledge.

Lin Jianheng slowly followed her. This was a direct playback of memories, and she felt as if she had become her four-year-old self, chatting with someone who was hundreds of years old.

The two of them got along quite well. When she was seven, the other person said she wanted to meet Jian Heng.

Jian Heng agreed. At the time, it wasn’t that ambiguous, and she wasn’t afraid of scaring the other person.

But the situation on the border was always uncertain. After losing Diexun, Jingyuan’s policies were different from hers; she didn’t stubbornly fight external threats but turned her focus inward.

So the netizen never made it to the Dihua Star System.

The two of them chatted their way into becoming cyber best friends, until Jian Heng was 16. She embarked on a graduation trip, chasing from the Dihua Star System all the way to the Bingji Star System, the closest to the Tanmo Star System.

No companions, no guards. No one knew what Jian Heng intended to do.

That night, Jian Heng threw herself into her netizen’s arms, looking at her with the clear eyes of a youth.

The Bingji Star System was the coldest star system, the night as cool as water. The woman knelt before Jian Heng in submission, served her, and begged for a marking.

Up to this point, the relationship had been smooth, everything falling into place so naturally.

The memory cut off at the moment of the marking. “Jian Heng” wouldn’t let her continue reading.

“Why are you stopping me?” Lin Jianheng tried to touch the final seal in her spiritual space.

She wanted to know why, on the eve of what should have been a happy ending, the woman who had willingly knelt before Jian Heng, the woman who had let down her hair and asked Jian Heng to call her beautiful, would leave so resolutely.

“Because you can’t understand yet.” Jian Heng walked out from the depths of Lin Jianheng’s memory, her eyes looking even more mature than Lin Jianheng’s.

“You are the me who has lived another life.” Jian Heng came to stand before her, reached out her hand, and clasped Lin Jianheng’s.

“The world you lived in is foreign to me. All your concepts are even more incomprehensible to me. I don’t know why you suppress yourself, why you say one thing and mean another. We should be one, we should understand and merge with each other. But now I think, until you completely sort out your thoughts, you won’t be able to understand me and her.”

Jian Heng’s power flowed into Lin Jianheng through their clasped hands. Her memories before the age of 16 were gradually filled in.

They slowly resonated, slowly becoming one. Jian Heng was left as a nearly transparent body, with only her hand still able to grasp Lin Jianheng’s.

“Go and find it. Your missing emotions, your suppressed feelings. What is love, and what is the ability to love.” The remnant of Jian Heng sent Lin Jianheng out of the dream.

Lin Jianheng opened her eyes in the real world, the memories slowly becoming her own.

She was that genius youth with hyperthymesia, who hid her abilities from the world, occasionally revealing a little to get what she wanted.

She was that posthumous child of the previous King who lived day by day, with no major goals and not much ambition. Her awkward identity meant she couldn’t do much, and she was happy to pretend.

But she didn’t remember her fiancée, didn’t remember why Li Zhaoge had to become a singer, didn’t remember Feng Xiangqi and the others.

She was one step away from becoming “Jian Heng” again, and her past self wanted her to find herself.

How strange. Had she lost herself? Did she not have the ability to love anyone?

But she had pretty good relationships with people.

Lin Jianheng sat on the bed with a headache, when suddenly a soft warmth wrapped around her waist.

“Master… morning.” Yan Su hadn’t slept well either.

Her dreams were filled with the fires of war, with slaughter, and with a separation that should have been unforgettable.

The feeling upon waking was not pleasant. The memories vanished in an instant, leaving only a faint emotional residue.

Yan Su hugged Lin Jianheng tightly.

At least Master was still by her side.

Last night, she had given it her all and hadn’t lost Lin Jianheng.

“Sister Yan.” Lin Jianheng lay back down, pushing aside all the troubles related to her memories.

Now that she had recovered this much, the remaining bit probably wasn’t that important, right?

Especially now that she had Yan Su.

If she really remembered who that fiancée was and where she was, it might not be a good thing.

She… wanted Yan Su. She wanted Yan Su to stay by her side, wanted to take care of her, to protect her.

If she couldn’t do that, her heart would ache as if alcohol were being poured on a wound.

This feeling was becoming more and more special, to the point that when Lin Jianheng looked back, she realized she had never felt this way about anyone else.

What did it mean?

“Sister, Sister. Are you well-rested?” Lin Jianheng wrapped her arms around Yan Su’s waist and kissed the peak of her lips.

It was quite proactive, enough to wake Yan Su up completely.

“Mmm… I’m okay. Master has been with me the whole time.” Yan Su savored the moment. Her lips tasted a sweet aftertaste, the light sweetness of orange blossoms.

“Did Master feed me pheromones?” She pressed against Lin Jianheng’s shoulder, rubbing against her, trying to squeeze herself into Lin Jianheng’s embrace.

“Of course. I promised to feed you dinner last night, but something happened, so I didn’t get to. I was afraid you’d be hungry.” Lin Jianheng hugged her back tightly, as if they had gone through some life-or-death separation last night.

“I don’t remember at all…” Yan Su was so disappointed.

It was a rare occasion for Lin Jianheng to personally feed her pheromones.

She didn’t know if it was with kisses, or by dabbing her fingers on her nape and then putting them in her mouth.

But she had been sleeping so soundly that she didn’t even wake up when she tasted her master’s pheromones.

She had probably been a bit too indulgent lately, to be able to sleep through her master’s affection.

“It’s okay.” Lin Jianheng nuzzled Yan Su’s lips again.

Their lips touched, and a ticklish sensation shot through Yan Su’s mind, making her uncontrollably part her lips and deepen the formless kiss.

Lin Jianheng simply kissed her properly, cupping the back of Yan Su’s head.

She thought this kiss must be something Yan Su enjoyed.

Her little succubus kitten always liked to do this, surely because she liked her pheromones, her marking.

Don’t spoil her fun. Just be a little dumb and fall for it.

With her feelings swelling, Lin Jianheng extended her tongue, tightly binding Yan Su’s breath, blocking her mouth.

Then she covered her ears, pressed against the bridge of her nose, and shielded her eyes.

In the hazy morning, all of Yan Su’s five senses belonged to Lin Jianheng. Lin Jianheng controlled her, giving her a little comfort on the lips.

…

They kissed until Yan Su took Lin Jianheng’s hand and guided it down.

“I’m going to wash my hands.” Lin Jianheng kissed Yan Su’s forehead again.

How could her succubus sister be so cute? They had only kissed, and she had only given Yan Su her breakfast “milk.”

“Can we go together?” Yan Su clung to Lin Jianheng’s arm, truly not wanting to be separated from her for even a second.

“Of course.” Lin Jianheng scooped her up in a princess carry. It had been over a month since she returned to her body, and Lin Jianheng could feel her physical condition improving bit by bit.

She seemed to have grown two centimeters taller; she had to get Lu Yuanchen to measure her next time.

When she first arrived, she had to use both hands to lift Yan Su, even though Yan Su was already very light.

Now she could hold Yan Su steady with one arm, cradling her in her embrace.

Yan Su would wrap her arms around her neck, her arms brushing against her hair, a slight tickle.

It made Lin Jianheng feel intoxicated.

She loved this feeling. Now, it wasn’t just that she liked Yan Su’s body; just being with Yan Su made her happy.

“Master.” Yan Su slid to the floor after they entered the bathroom and took out the complimentary essential oil.

“Can we use this?” Yan Su only knew it was for enhancing pleasure; she wasn’t sure what it would do when applied.

But as long as Lin Jianheng touched her, even for a second, she would be happy enough to burst.

“Here?” Lin Jianheng cleaned herself up and found the finger cots from before.

She felt it was cleaner to wear them, and judging by her reaction, Yan Su preferred it too.

After all, they had different textures.

Lin Jianheng didn’t know if she would react as well.

They were the same, like two mirrors facing each other. Logically, she should feel what Yan Su felt. It was just that she hadn’t tried it yet.

“Whatever you like is… is fine.” Yan Su was suddenly stripped bare, and nervousness instantly flooded her mind. Her face turned as red and hot as a spark.

“Then let’s do this.” Lin Jianheng held Yan Su, shedding her own unnecessary shells as well.

She brought the slippery little kitten into the bathtub and kissed her trembling collarbone.

Lin Jianheng’s bathtub was big enough. Not just for two people; it would feel empty even with a whole row lying down.

Yan Su was nervous. Today was different from before; she couldn’t grab onto Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Her hands didn’t know where to go, so Lin Jianheng guided them to hang around her waist.

“Relax a little, Sister. Haven’t you seen every part of me?” They had truly seen each other completely naked.

Before this feeling of “like” had developed, Lin Jianheng had already stripped for Yan Su.

“B-but…” Yan Su had been very shy before, too.

She tilted her neck back, her eyes filled with pink tears, and the markings of a succubus instantly spread across her skin.

“Don’t you want to touch me?” Lin Jianheng squeezed out a little essential oil.

She had only glanced at the instructions, which said it could be used on the skin’s surface, and hadn’t read any further.

If she spent time studying its effects, Yan Su would get cold while she was still researching. That wouldn’t be very nice.

Don’t disappoint your succubus lady’s love for you.

Lin Jianheng leaned down without a second thought and spread the essential oil next to Yan Su’s tattoo.

“But I want you, Sister.” In an instant, she seized complete control, drowning Yan Su in the light fragrance of the essential oil.

All Yan Su had left to give Lin Jianheng were faint whimpers. Her hands, resting lightly on her, slipped off several times, only to be pressed back by Lin Jianheng each time.

It was a forced embrace, meant to shatter her shyness.

It’s like I’m defiling my master. Yan Su closed her eyes, her body slowly warming up.

The feeling of the oil on her skin wasn’t very pleasant; it made Yan Su want to escape this massage.

But Lin Jianheng didn’t give Yan Su any chance to escape, holding her firmly in the shadows.

She stimulated her skin inside and out, roasting her to a crisp.

In that moment, Yan Su truly felt like an ingredient being prepared. Lin Jianheng’s pats and kneads were only to make her more flavorful.

“Do you still like it? What you suggested.” Lin Jianheng could barely hold onto Yan Su.

Fortunately, Yan Su was also weakened by the essential oil, slipping down like a mermaid, her eyes teary, a single look enough to make one dive into the sea.

“Is this good, or this?” She switched methods, either kneading like dough or patting like she was proofing it.

Her lovely Yan Su, her delicious Yan Su…

Was being prepared by her, gradually ripening, just waiting to be eaten.

“Both… both are good…” Yan Su bit her lip, her vocal cords trembling as she answered Lin Jianheng.

“Whichever… Master likes more…” It was laughable that just a moment ago, she had wanted to overstep her bounds, to defile her master.

How was she worthy of such a thing? She was only fit to be kneaded by her master.

So she went limp, naturally becoming a piece of fermenting dough.

And she had even bought the oil herself.

There must be some kind of desire hidden deep inside her to be treated like a delicious pastry.

She deserved it, so she should be more obedient.

Yan Su gritted her teeth and endured the repeated pats, her tears mixing with the essential oil.

“Is the pressure still okay?” Lin Jianheng was a little gentler than before. After all, it wasn’t the same as last time; the body parts were different.

She quite liked spanking Yan Su, for some reason.

Every time she did it, she felt a sense of guilt, but when her palm actually touched the woman’s delicate skin, she would feel an endless pleasure.

But it was precisely this sense of guilt that intensified the latter, making Lin Jianheng want to do it again and again after just one massage.

She even wanted to take a whip and properly caress her little kitten.

How strange. She clearly liked Yan Su very much, doted on her.

How could she think of hitting her, and even enjoy it?

The more she felt it was wrong, the more deviant it was, the faster her movements became.

“It’s still okay…” Yan Su couldn’t hold back. Lin Jianheng’s hand paused, then continued under Yan Su’s pleading gaze.

Yan Su had to endure in silence as the essential oil completely penetrated her skin.

It burned her, making her want to scratch.

“It’s okay, Sister.” Lin Jianheng turned her over.

The front was already cooked. It was time to switch.

Yan Su tilted her head back, a line of tears sliding down her cheek, no longer holding back.

…

Her throat was hoarse by the time Lin Jianheng finally finished.

Including her wings and tail, and the reddened, transparent tips of her ears.

Applying it to the wings was especially difficult. Yan Su was already exhausted, but her wings were still trembling, and the slightest movement would cause a large shift, making them slip from Lin Jianheng’s palm.

The tail was the same, wagging so much that Lin Jianheng had to pinch it, and the red mark from her pinch was still visible.

“Sister, this seems to be edible.” Lin Jianheng noticed the redness on Yan Su’s body.

But usually, when Yan Su was shy or aroused, she would also turn pink, like a fragrant, crispy macaron.

Lin Jianheng didn’t connect Yan Su’s abnormal state to the essential oil.

And Yan Su was on the verge of death.

She should have known that the essential oil given as a gift from that kind of shady shop would be anything but normal.

This thing definitely had aphrodisiac effects.

Lin Jianheng had applied so much of it to her. She could no longer stay clear-headed, surviving on Lin Jianheng’s light touches.

“Let me try.” Lin Jianheng lowered her head and licked Yan Su’s ear.

It really was edible. After staying on Yan Su’s skin for a long time, it had combined with the pheromones in her sweat.

Now the essential oil had Yan Su’s scent, the light fragrance of peach blossoms in early spring, with the rich sweetness of honey pear and the refreshing scent of milk.

Perhaps because Yan Su was gentle and didn’t give Lin Jianheng any of those bitter aftertastes, Lin Jianheng kissed the sticky Yan Su, licking the tip of her ear, then enclosing it.

She held Yan Su’s ear in her mouth, slowly grinding, restraining the urge to bite down.

Yan Su trembled uncontrollably in her arms. Lin Jianheng’s fingertips were slightly sticky. Seeing that Yan Su didn’t mind, she wiped the corners of her eyes, taking away her endless tears.

She was still thinking, if they had used that posture corrector right now, Yan Su’s stats would probably be: 125 beats/min, 150%, 38°C, 80%, 0.

But Lin Jianheng didn’t know if it was really 0. Yan Su’s reaction was very intense; maybe it was 1, maybe 5, it was hard to say.

She had Yan Su sit on her lap to feel that 150%.

It was indeed a fierce torrent.

Now that Yan Su was thoroughly marinated, she felt very smooth to the touch.

Lin Jianheng’s hands couldn’t stop moving, like climbing a buttered railing, slipping down again and again, trying again and again.

She licked her ear, her neck, then her collarbone.

She suddenly remembered a challenge from her original world; Yan Su’s collarbone could definitely hold a small goldfish.

Right now, her tongue was that goldfish.

Perfectly, swimming along her collarbone.

…

The texture of the wings was very different.

It was strange to say, but Lin Jianheng was truly savoring it.

The taste was also a bit different. Perhaps the fragrance of the essential oil itself hadn’t fully combined with Yan Su, so there was another scent.

With every pat from Lin Jianheng, that mouthful would have a bit more of Yan Su’s pheromone scent. When she stroked the frame of the wings, the pheromones would increase a little more.

From unripe to ripe, Lin Jianheng finally let go of Yan Su’s pomegranate-red wings and bit her tail.

“Eek—” It was as if her tail had been eaten directly by her master.

Yan Su cried out in surprise, her tail completely losing feeling.

After a moment of numbness, the sensation returned to Yan Su’s body, but that feeling…

Yan Su could no longer hold back.

“Master, Master…” Yan Su called out hoarsely to her salvation.

“What’s wrong?” One of Lin Jianheng’s hands was hovering near Yan Su’s tattoo.

She was counting the newly appeared markings, pressing them gently.

“Please give me, your, hand…” Yan Su heard the sound of water bursting by her ear.

Lin Jianheng’s other hand covered her ear, asking with a hint of mischief, “I can’t hear you, good girl. What are you saying?”

“I, I want… your hand, can your hand please in…”

“Hmm? A little louder. The little kitten is so shy, yet she wants to ask for a reward. Or is it actually a punishment she’s asking for?”

For Yan Su, punishment and reward were probably the same.

She was a succubus who could get aroused even from being spanked. She was a bit naughty, wasn’t she?

Yan Su gritted her teeth, straightened her body with all her might.

Her eyes were a blaze of fire, pink, not aggressive, but with a powerful sense of pressure.

She moved unsteadily toward the bad master who was treating her like a delicious little cake.

Lin Jianheng was slightly stunned by her appearance.

It was this one second of hesitation.

Her hand was captured by Yan Su.

“Eh…?” Lin Jianheng didn’t react in time.

Yan Su had already pulled her.

…

Yan Su blinked, the pink light in her eyes flickering. She didn’t seem full, as if she wanted more.

But she was a little hungry, having just finished her reverse…

There were still tears in her eyes, as if she were the one who had been bullied just now, not Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She hugged her pitiful, terrifying but adorable succubus sister.

She felt her whimpering trembles, soothing her hair, her ears.

“Master, sob…” After it was over and she had cooled down, Yan Su realized what a terrible thing she had just done.

Such an offense, would Master forgive her?

But her reason had been clouded by the catalyst, and she had been in unbearable pain. Every second without release was like being sliced by a thousand knives.

Master’s touch became a brief respite, and when it stopped, even more torture was inflicted upon her.

She was just… alleviating her pain, not even enjoying herself.

But in the end, she had still troubled Lin Jianheng.

How could she do something so terrifying? The thought made Yan Su tremble.

Even though she hadn’t completely escaped the effects of the catalyst, her mind had cooled down.

“It’s okay, Sister. I quite liked it.” Lin Jianheng didn’t mind Yan Su’s uninvited advance.

In fact, after she reacted, she was quite cooperative.

She just didn’t know if Yan Su had enjoyed it.

“Really?” Yan Su wanted to turn her head.

Now she wanted Lin Jianheng’s kiss. A signal of her master’s forgiveness, the love bestowed upon her.

Lin Jianheng held the back of her head, brushing aside her red hair. “Why would I lie to you? You’re so cute, you can do whatever you want.”

It was just borrowing her hand for a moment.

It was her fault, too, for teasing her for so long and not…

“Master is so good, sob…” A marking was placed on the back of Yan Su’s neck.

The succubus’s wings fluttered, and she said no more.

She couldn’t speak.

She only knew that being marked after suppression was especially comfortable.

It was the first time she knew that being marked after indulgence was also particularly indescribable.

Particularly addictive.

“Good girl. You’re my little kitten. I’ll pamper you and love you well…” Lin Jianheng said, her words muffled as she held the gland on the back of Yan Su’s neck in her mouth.

Then she kissed her gland, bit it open again, and properly delivered her pheromones.

And her own hand that had just lost the initiative…

…

The two of them stretched a single meal until Jian Lingxuan called to rush them.

Lin Jianheng groggily picked up the phone that had been thrown on the floor, feeling inexplicably impressed.

The quality was really good; it wasn’t damaged at all.

She hung up on Jian Lingxuan and contacted her through the Star Net instead.

Yan Su was still lying beside Lin Jianheng, not having recovered at all.

Her body was still very hot, uncomfortably so.

The effect of the catalyst was astonishing. Once it was completely absorbed and combined with her pheromones, it couldn’t be washed off. She didn’t know how many markings it would take to end it. No wonder that boss had said three days and three nights when he ran off.

She suspected that if Lin Jianheng understood a bit more and had the time, they could really go at it for three days and three nights.

Unfortunately, Master was very busy recently. Last night, when she was dreaming, she had realized that someone had come looking for Master, and she had stood at the door for a quarter of an hour.

If Yan Su hadn’t been too tired to get up, she would have definitely followed.

Fortunately, Master came back quickly.

Lin Jianheng held Yan Su. Today, the two of them would only be eating bread. Lin Jianheng had no time to cook and was too lazy to order.

It was only when she saw Jian Lingxuan asking her if she was going to the bidding conference that Lin Jianheng remembered her proper business.

【I’m going. I’ve beaten Sigu back once, so she won’t be out for a while. Today is a good day to deal with that traitor.】

Jian Lingxuan sent a question mark.

Lin Jianheng didn’t continue the topic. 【Come pick me up. I’m too lazy to walk.】

Jian Lingxuan sent a period.

Lin Jianheng closed the Star Net and hugged Yan Su.

“Sister… I have to go to work. Today’s occasion is quite formal, so I probably can’t take you with me.”

Lin Jianheng had thought about bringing Yan Su and having her wait in the car.

But then she felt that she was really treating Yan Su like a kitten.

Yan Su was an adult with the ability to act independently. Being cooped up in a car for several hours wouldn’t be comfortable. It was better for her to stay at home. Anyway, the two of them wouldn’t be able to see or hug each other.

“Okay.” Yan Su’s voice was already tinged with tears. She pressed against Lin Jianheng’s arm, tears sliding down her face.

“Oh, my poor little kitten.” Lin Jianheng hugged Yan Su tightly, wavering for a moment.

Reason won over desire. She kissed Yan Su’s forehead. “I’ll try to be back as soon as possible. Good girl, wait for me. Play with whatever you want, don’t hesitate.”

The car to pick up Lin Jianheng had already arrived. Lin Jianheng suspected Jian Lingxuan had been asking from downstairs.

“I’ll wait for Master obediently. Will Master miss me?” Yan Su clung to Lin Jianheng’s clothes reluctantly, until she could hold on no longer.

Detained by her, Lin Jianheng turned back to hug her and pat her head. “Of course. I’m already starting to miss you. If it weren’t a real meeting, I would definitely take you with me.”

“Good girl, I miss you so, so much right now. See you later~” After a two-minute hug, another message from Jian Lingxuan arrived, and Lin Jianheng finally let go of Yan Su again.

Yan Su saw her all the way to the door, not taking a single step further.

Now she was a kitten with a master; she had to understand her place.

Without her master’s lead, how could she leave this home?

This was her den. She would cherish it well.

Yan Su returned to the room, her body heating up in patches.

The effect of the catalyst was too strong, and she didn’t know what to do.

Now that Lin Jianheng was gone and she couldn’t force her to stay, she could only…

Yan Su found Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Master had left in such a hurry that she didn’t even have time to wash them. Yan Su had said she would help take care of it, but…

She hadn’t specified how she would take care of it.

Yan Su hugged Lin Jianheng’s pajamas and rubbed against them on the floor, like a real kitten.

She loved her master’s scent, so she played with her master’s clothes endlessly.

She gathered them up, piling them on herself, like a nest.

The feeling of being enveloped by Lin Jianheng gave Yan Su a great sense of security.

She simply opened Lin Jianheng’s wardrobe, sniffing to find the clothes with the strongest concentration of Lin Jianheng’s pheromones.

She hugged them all in her arms, as if she were hugging Lin Jianheng.

“Master…” Everything Yan Su did was out of instinct.

She found a corner, cleaned it, and laid out Lin Jianheng’s clothes one by one.

She lay down herself, covered her body with the clothes, and curled up in the nest built by Lin Jianheng, every breath filled with happiness.

But… her body was still hot and uncomfortable.

Yan Su hugged and rubbed for a while, then found the posture corrector Lin Jianheng had used on her.

It was also a self-restraint device. Yan Su could perfectly well put the collar on herself and tie her own hands.

She stared at the corrector, surrounded by the sweet scent of orange blossoms, the fabric soft to the touch, her gaze gradually becoming hazy.

“Master, I like you so much, Master.” This “like” was not that “like.”

It was definitely different from the “like” that came from Lin Jianheng’s mouth.

More intense, fiery…

“Master, bind me. Help me, possess me…” Her tone became more and more coquettish. She didn’t know who she was talking to; she just couldn’t help it.

Yan Su dragged her newly built nest, moving it bit by bit.

Master would forgive her. Her master, who could even forgive her for a reverse invasion.

What was the harm in using her master’s clothes?

She was just fantasizing about what her master would do.

Yan Su moved into the smaller, safer bathroom, the place where they had frolicked in the morning, and fastened the collar part first.

The device had actually recorded her peak state from today.

Yan Su read it in the mirror. Two rows, five numbers.

The first row was the peak from the morning, marked with the word “Limit,” which were: 133 beats/min, 280%, 38.5°C, 193%, 32 times.

The second row was her current state: 99 beats/min, 157%, 37.9°C, 120%, 0 times.

She hadn’t expected that after so long, those two values were still so high…

It was only then that Yan Su realized her 157% had soiled her master’s clothes.

“Ah, what should I do… I have to get them clean for Master, sob. I miss her, I miss her, I miss her so much…”

Yan Su collapsed, crawling back into her nest and licking Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Her own pheromones exploded in her mouth. It was a different kind of sweet from her master’s, with a hint of bitterness.

Yan Su didn’t like it. She didn’t know how her master could tolerate her bitterness.

But, right now, she was cleaning her master’s clothes. Yan Su continued to lick, while soiling the bundle beneath her again.

“So stupid,” Yan Su said to herself.

She had accidentally created more work for herself.

But she was having a hard time thinking about what to do.

The catalyst was too strong, completely filling her mind.

She had added fuel to her own fire, making it unbearable and inseparable.

Right.

The thing Master left behind.

Yan Su’s head shot up from the nest. She didn’t care that she had just cleaned a little, only to accidentally dirty more.

She scrambled to the sink and saw what her master had left.

Underwear.

Yan Su felt as if she had found a treasure. She had just seen it this morning.

“I like you so much, Master. Forgive me. Or punish me.” Yan Su couldn’t wait.

Actually, Lin Jianheng didn’t know.

Yan Su could absorb her pheromones not just through her mouth, but even through her skin. After all, pheromones were the carrier; what she needed was the Mana within.

So…

Yan Su’s eyes turned pink, her succubus features emerging, as she slowly passed through it.

Just before it touched her skin, Yan Su received a message from Lin Jianheng.

【Sister, I’m sorry, there’s some trouble here, so I might be back a little late. Someone will be coming to the house to inspect the room soon. You can either ignore them and do your own thing, or if you have time, help me keep an eye on them.
—I’ll feed you when I get back tonight. Your loving Master】

Do your own thing.

Yan Su only saw those words and reached out her hand.

At the same time, the door to Lin Jianheng’s home opened.

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