TAISS – Chapter 32

Yan Su’s ears turned red from Lin Jianheng’s teasing tone.

And Lin Jianheng’s eyes curved into a smile again because of something she had said.

Her little kitten had learned to take the initiative.

She wasn’t angry about the unintentional punishment, accepted it with remarkable obedience, and even adopted such a pitiful posture…

Lin Jianheng felt she could no longer suppress the thoughts in her heart. Even her smile was tinged with a hint of unspeakable, possessive pride.

“Your master will give it to you.” Lin Jianheng’s hand moved down past Yan Su’s scapulae, comforting her a few times before switching to a light caress with her fingertips.

“Good sister, I’ll give you the mark you need now. I’ll give it to you properly, feed you everything I’ve saved up for the past few days.” Her tone was soft and gentle as she lightly kissed Yan Su’s red hair.

The scent spreading from her forehead made Yan Su unable to stop her tears from welling up, and she clutched Lin Jianheng’s collar.

In the space of a few sentences, her every breath had taken on the shape of Lin Jianheng.

“I’ll lock the door first.” Lin Jianheng patted Yan Su’s back, somewhat reluctant to leave her. She even nuzzled her forehead before letting go.

“Master…” Yan Su followed instinctively, as if developing a baby bird’s imprinting.

She was the little bird raised by Lin Jianheng, and the first thing she saw after hatching was Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng had introduced her to this world; she was her master.

But right now, it was more like…

Her mother.

It was as if the nickname from their playful moments had become real.

Yan Su was the mischievous daughter who couldn’t leave Lin Jianheng, and Lin Jianheng was her mommy.

“Master, mommy…” Watching Lin Jianheng, who had locked the door, drawn the curtains, and was now tying up her hair, Yan Su truly couldn’t help but call out.

Her master, even her personality was like a mommy’s.

She could tolerate her, caress her, discipline her…

Yan Su slowly exhaled. A month of pain, a month of torment.

The bitter taste of it all had been too hard to bear, but she had finally found her honey.

An orange blossom-flavored honey, sweet with a hint of spice.

The gland containing that nectar was partially revealed as Lin Jianheng tied up her hair.

A single glance was enough to make Yan Su unable to bear it. Her sea-blue eyes instantly showed pink hearts, and her tail heated up until it bloomed, a lovely pomegranate color.

She slowly pulled back the duvet cover, the scent of disinfectant wafting past her nose.

A slight breeze paused after the curtains were drawn. Yan Su forced her gaze away from the nape of Lin Jianheng’s neck, and only then did she realize.

She was in a hospital now.

And Lin Jianheng hadn’t waited until they got home…

Instead, here in the hospital, making do with an unfamiliar bed, she impatiently wanted her.

This feeling was…

Yan Su’s eyes reddened slightly. Being bitten by Lin Jianheng in a strange place was a different experience, and this feeling of being favored by her master was overwhelming.

“Hm? What did my little kitten call me just now?” Lin Jianheng had another hair tie in her hand.

She didn’t usually tie her hair up, but she always carried a hair tie. It was a habit from her previous life, when she would give hair ties to all her female friends with long hair when they were eating.

“Master…” Yan Su’s voice suddenly became quiet, her face flushing bright red.

Along with her hair and the rims of her eyes.

In the slightly dim natural light, they seemed to merge into one, a rose-colored lake beckoning Lin Jianheng to step in.

That’s right, Lin Jianheng hadn’t turned on the lights. It was afternoon, and the sun outside was just right.

The curtains blocked half the light, leaving only specks of light and shadow scattered over the two of them.

The indistinct image added a layer of ambiguity to the atmosphere, setting the stage for what was to come.

Yan Su looked up at her master. Lin Jianheng strolled closer and lightly touched Yan Su’s chin.

“That’s not what I heard.” Her thumb caressed Yan Su’s cheek, gently rubbing against the succubus’s smooth skin.

Yan Su’s skin was simply too good. Even in a state of malnutrition, it looked flawless and smooth, without any blemishes, as if she were wearing foundation. Of course, it had a natural blush and fine hairs that makeup couldn’t replicate.

It felt as smooth as a boiled egg.

Lin Jianheng couldn’t help but stroke it a few more times.

She had much less of a psychological burden than in the beginning. After all, this was the succubus she was raising, her little kitten.

She could do whatever she wanted. Yan Su had allowed it.

Under her caress, Yan Su slowly transformed from a white swan into a little pink firebird.

She pressed tightly against her hand, unwilling to let go, so dependent it was as if that “mommy” from before had become real.

“Is Sister going to hide things from me again?” Lin Jianheng gave her a pinch, pulling her hand away as Yan Su winced in pain, seemingly without mercy.

Ah… her cold, gentle master. She liked it so much when she was a little cold to her.

Yan Su blinked, tears clinging uncontrollably to her lashes. She trembled, anticipating her cold, harsh master would thoroughly ravage her.

“That’s not being good, Sister.” But Lin Jianheng wasn’t as harsh as Yan Su imagined; she was still gentle.

She wasn’t the glaring sun, but the eternally bright and gentle moon.

She reached out with the hair tie and skillfully gathered Yan Su’s red hair.

This was the first time Yan Su had her hair tied up.

Facing her, Lin Jianheng’s movements were still steady. She coiled the hair round and round, forming a true butterfly rose, and secured it by her ear.

It revealed the nape of her neck.

“If you don’t tell me, Sister will have to go hungry again.” As she spoke, Lin Jianheng’s fingertips brushed the back of Yan Su’s head.

She was about to approach that pitiful, hungry, shriveled gland.

Yan Su lowered her head, trembling slightly, not wanting to speak.

She only wanted Lin Jianheng. Any identity was fine, anything she did was fine.

Just bite her. The nape of her neck couldn’t take it anymore.

A warm palm covered the sensitive gland.

Yan Su let out a soft whimper. Lin Jianheng was already by her side, scooping her into her arms.

“Say it once, okay?” she coaxed, urging her to say the nickname that had slipped out, the one that made both their hearts race.

“Uu…” Yan Su whimpered like a fawn, her rose-lake eyes filled with pink tears.

“I want to hear it, good sister, obedient sister.” Previously, Lin Jianheng had thought that giving a mark only required lifting Yan Su’s hair and biting her gland.

But today, she had unexpectedly found some other fun in it and couldn’t resist experimenting.

Before Yan Su fainted from hunger, she would give her the pheromones she needed.

She just wanted to make the process a little more interesting. Would her sister understand and cooperate with her?

Tears seeped from Yan Su’s eyes.

Why was her master so mean, holding her, imprisoning her?

Her hand was still on her gland, controlling her thoughts, her body.

And she was coaxing her with an equal, or even slightly submissive, posture.

But she was coaxing her to say words she didn’t want to admit.

“Mo, mommy…” Yan Su succumbed to Lin Jianheng’s presence.

“Good daughter.” Lin Jianheng was satisfied and leaned down to kiss Yan Su’s cheek.

Yan Su closed her eyes and curled her toes, feeling it was all worth it.

Whatever other names her master liked, she could call her them.

Would her master want to be the daughter sometimes? Would she want to call her mommy?

Yan Su looked forward to their future life together.

“What does Sister want to do?” After a few kisses, Lin Jianheng was getting into the mood. Before officially starting, she remembered what Lu Yuanchen had told her.

She understood this principle as well. Yan Su was in the position of a woman from her original world. If they were to continue, she had to ask for Yan Su’s thoughts and consent.

But Lin Jianheng didn’t feel like she was playing the role of a man.

She didn’t know how things worked between two women, but she had never seen how things worked between a man and a woman either—except from the dirty jokes of men everywhere.

Obviously, she didn’t have an external appendage, nor did she see Yan Su as an object for her viewing pleasure to be bullied at will.

She was a woman to begin with, so where did this talk of role-playing come from?

They simply had a division of labor in this matter, like a pair of sisters living together.

Yan Su needed her pheromones, and she helped Yan Su get through every bout of hunger.

Lin Jianheng naturally accepted this, moving from her traditional mindset to a more peaceful state.

Though it came at the cost of ignoring her own desires.

Lin Jianheng had done quite a lot, kissing and caressing.

But in her heart, she was only doing it to make Yan Su more comfortable.

This marking was, of course, also for Yan Su. And she was just fulfilling a master’s responsibility.

Yan Su clutched Lin Jianheng’s collar, a hint of disbelief in her eyes.

Lin Jianheng was asking her what to do?

Wasn’t she just going to mark her and feed her?

She could just do it directly. No matter what, she would accept it all.

Yan Su didn’t understand that Lin Jianheng’s question stemmed from her innate respect; she just found it awkward.

The succubus who had never truly tasted love mistook roughness for affection, desperately wanting that bit of security from others, like grasping at a straw while falling.

“…You can decide.” Yan Su closed her eyes, not wanting to lose the state she had just built up.

And so, she completely surrendered her agency.

She just wanted to hang on Lin Jianheng, inviting her to do as she pleased.

“I, I don’t know how, Master.” Yan Su even found an excuse for herself.

In reality, she had seen and learned far more than Lin Jianheng. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to entice Lin Jianheng into marking her repeatedly during that period when Lin Jianheng hadn’t figured anything out.

But Lin Jianheng paused, and on second thought, it made sense.

Neither of them had much experience, but at least she had read the manual Lu Yuanchen gave her.

It was up to her to lead.

“Then I’ll do as I please? Remember to tell me if you’re uncomfortable, Sister,” Lin Jianheng said, pulling at the collar of Yan Su’s clothes.

Yan Su nodded, thinking. Even if she was uncomfortable, she wouldn’t stop her master.

Besides… she liked it when her master made her uncomfortable.

Yan Su was imprisoned in Lin Jianheng’s arms.

Trembling slightly.

She never expected Lin Jianheng to be so…

Exceptionally gifted.

Lin Jianheng was currently stroking her ear, carefully rubbing the cartilage and its patterns.

As if observing some intricately carved piece of porcelain.

“Sister, why haven’t you let your wings and ears out today?” Only today did Lin Jianheng learn that those abnormalities weren’t shyness.

It was arousal.

She had misunderstood before, thinking her little kitten had a timid personality.

She never thought… she was so bold, to get aroused in a public place.

“Do you not like me anymore? You don’t even react when I kiss you.” Lin Jianheng recalled how before, just hugging or touching Yan Su would make her tail turn red.

Why was she so different today? They were already like this, Lin Jianheng could even see Yan Su’s tattoo, yet Yan Su was still tense.

She wouldn’t even let her ears transform for her.

Such a cute little kitten, yet she was only like this with her.

“N-no, it’s not that!” Yan Su just felt that Lin Jianheng was acting unusually.

As if she suddenly understood that her wings and ears were due to arousal, not shyness.

And suddenly understood that what she needed wasn’t just pheromones, but could also be…

“I’m just, shy…” She had even deliberately suppressed her senses.

She hadn’t expected her master to be so direct and bold, tracing her ear and asking her.

“I’ll let them out for Master now…” Yan Su’s face flushed red, and a tear dripped down.

How could she describe this feeling? It was like finally getting a breath of oxygen after holding her breath for a long time.

“Be careful, Master, don’t get poked.” Yan Su even reached out to protect the bun Lin Jianheng had tied for her, and in the next moment, her ears and wings unfurled.

As expected, her ears were red enough to bleed, and the edges of her wings had a faint red layer.

Lin Jianheng smiled and went to touch her wings. “So cute, Yan Susu.”

To be so expectant of her mark. Lin Jianheng couldn’t name the joy in her heart; she just kept stroking Yan Su’s wings.

Following the bone structure of her wings downwards. This was the first time she had played with Yan Su’s wings so carefully.

“Uu…” Yan Su was so flustered by her teasing that she felt parched, her breathing rapid, as if her words weren’t “so good”…

“I know, good sister,” Lin Jianheng said, grabbing Yan Su’s tail, which was swaying like a bell.

“Good sister, my dear sister, actually… your tail can’t just be touched by anyone, can it?” Yet she said this while pinching Yan Su’s tail.

She was treating the succubus’s fragile tail like bubble wrap.

And her question was one of concern.

“A succubus’s tail is basically equivalent to your…”

Hearing this made Yan Su feel impossibly parched.

“Ah, b-but…”

If her master wanted her tail, what could she do?

If her master wanted to pinch her, bite her, eat her, she would obediently accept it all.

She was her master’s little kitten, after all.

“But our little kitten still let me pinch it,” Lin Jianheng sighed, rubbing the tips of Yan Su’s wings.

She hadn’t expected a succubus’s wings to be so soft. It was different from the texture she imagined for bat-like wings.

There was a thin layer of fuzz, feeling like some kind of luxurious carpet, with the same softness that cats love to tread on.

“So good, little kitten. To be willing to let Master touch your tail outside.”

“You have to be a good girl and let Master touch your tail today too~”

…

“Actually, Sister, you were also looking forward to me touching your tail, weren’t you?”

Hearing such skilled sweet talk from a master who usually had no contact with such things, Yan Su naturally felt Lin Jianheng was exceptionally gifted.

After pinching Yan Su’s tail and wings, Lin Jianheng’s hand moved up to her scapulae.

The base of the wings, along with her beautiful, cicada-wing-like scapulae, their lines roamed under Lin Jianheng’s fingertips.

This position was very close to the nape of her neck, where the gland was located.

Lin Jianheng could easily crush Yan Su’s gland, turning her into a puppet with broken strings.

But she wasn’t so cruel, only caressing her, as if petting a small cat.

Kittens were soft and cute, so of course they should be treated gently.

And Yan Su was indeed like a kitten; her bonelessly soft state was identical.

“Ma-ster, Master… Yan Su is a good little kitten.” She wagged her tail, for the first time so proactively placing the heart-shaped tip in Lin Jianheng’s hand.

“Yan Su will be obedient, I’m begging you, Master, please, touch Yan Su’s tail.” She even changed how she referred to herself.

Changing from “I” to “Yan Su” gave the sentence more atmosphere.

“Mm, what a greedy little cat.” Lin Jianheng was a good master, so of course she would satisfy Yan Su’s request.

She moved away from the dangerous vicinity of the gland and once again pinched the succubus’s scorching red heart-tip.

The temperature was a bit too hot for pinching now, but it was softer than usual.

She kneaded the plump, heart-shaped tail tip into a soft dough.

Yan Su felt parched and uncomfortable all over; only her eyes kept producing tears.

She lay in Lin Jianheng’s arms, sobbing, her entire being under Lin Jianheng’s control.

After pinching Yan Su’s tail, Lin Jianheng lifted her up again and cupped her face.

“Why is my cat sister such a crybaby? Shedding so many tears.”

She had only touched Yan Su’s wings and tail, how on earth did she make her cry like this?

Lin Jianheng instinctively wiped away the tears at the corner of Yan Su’s eyes with her finger. Her heart felt full, a sourness that wasn’t unpleasant.

It was an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

She suppressed the desire to make Yan Su cry, but couldn’t stop it from leaking out through her fingertips.

She began to tease Yan Su even more.

“You’re already hungry, it’s not good to waste so many pheromones.” She cupped the back of Yan Su’s head.

Cupping it, yet forcing her to tilt her head up and closer.

Her fingertips caught a tear, wiped it across Yan Su’s face.

And then, brought it to her lips.

“Good sister, eat this too, or you’ll be hungry.” Lin Jianheng mistakenly thought that Yan Su couldn’t afford to lose her own pheromones either.

In reality, Yan Su only needed others’ pheromones, Lin Jianheng’s pheromones.

But Yan Su still obediently stuck out her tongue and licked Lin Jianheng’s fingertip.

She swallowed her own tears.

Salty and astringent, with the taste of her own pheromones.

Lin Jianheng’s finger landed on her taste buds. It was clean, with no particular taste.

Yet it curled around Yan Su’s tongue, just like how she had pinched her tail.

Yan Su flushed even redder with embarrassment at Lin Jianheng’s action.

“This is still too slow.” After doing it twice, Lin Jianheng found it too slow and let go.

Amidst Yan Su’s gasp, she lowered her head and kissed the corner of her eye.

Taking her uncontrollable tears, one by one, into her mouth.

Then she kissed Yan Su’s lips.

She sent those tears, along with her own pheromones, over to her.

Lin Jianheng gave Yan Su a very proper kiss.

Unlike last time, when she kept biting her, making her want to escape but unable to, only able to passively endure the pain.

This time, the kiss was soft and sweet. Yan Su gradually grew greedy, but her movements remained cautious as she tried to capture the pheromones Lin Jianheng left behind.

Mixed with her own tears.

Their two pheromones merged into one, as if they were eating a dessert.

The little kitten bit her master back, whimpering and rubbing against her. Her fingertips kept clutching at Lin Jianheng’s collar, almost pulling it open.

Besides enjoying her dessert, Lin Jianheng also had to spare some attention to steady Yan Su’s position, so she wouldn’t slide out of her embrace or fall to the floor.

During the kiss, stimulated by her master’s pheromones, Yan Su grew bolder, inching forward until she was cupping Lin Jianheng’s face.

Lin Jianheng still cupped the back of her head, her wrist resting on the nape of her neck.

It was all an unexpected stimulation.

Previously, a layer of fluffy hair had been between Lin Jianheng’s hand and Yan Su’s gland.

Today, Lin Jianheng had personally tied up Yan Su’s hair. With no barrier, there was only skin against skin.

Yan Su sank deeper, kissing with the desperation of someone struggling to survive, utterly aroused, tears streaming down her face.

Lin Jianheng was almost pushed over by her and had to spare some strength to hold her waist instead.

She never expected that even a simple action like this could make Yan Su tremble, her wings fluttering with excitement, the red almost filling them from the edges.

They didn’t really have a plan. Neither had any experience; they just knew to devour each other haphazardly.

Lin Jianheng was, of course, in the dominant position, and the kiss once again turned into biting.

But Yan Su later gained the upper hand, nearly stuffing herself into Lin Jianheng.

Just before their oxygen ran out, Lin Jianheng pressed on Yan Su’s gland.

Yan Su’s head shot back, finally ending the kiss.

A transparent thread of saliva flew out and slowly broke.

Too weak to support herself, Yan Su fell back to her previous position.

“Have you eaten your fill?” Lin Jianheng wiped the corner of Yan Su’s mouth, cleaning up the connecting thread for her.

“Little cat sister, are you still hungry?” Since saliva also counted, Lin Jianheng didn’t know if this counted as feeding Yan Su a meal.

“…Hungry.” Yan Su was extremely hot, feeling something brewing inside her.

The kiss was too long, too intimate. It was as if she were truly Lin Jianheng’s lover, her partner.

Their kiss carried the meaning of being in love, which was why it was so sweet that she lost a bit of control and almost pinned Lin Jianheng down.

She still wanted…

To kiss without limit.

Yan Su touched the corner of her mouth, licking away the bit that Lin Jianheng had cleaned up for her.

Then she looked at Lin Jianheng, her eyes filled with…

Fire.

Rose-colored flames burned Yan Su’s heart and soul.

She thought what she had done before was bold enough, but compared to her potential, she had been quite repressed for the past period.

At this moment, some kind of limit was about to be broken, causing her to lose her reason and become slightly disheveled.

“Master… don’t you want something else?” The raging flames had completely engulfed Yan Su.

The upper half of her wings was completely coated in blood red, and her translucent ears were also thoroughly red.

The tattoo was faintly glowing red, the black slowly fading.

“What does Sister want?” Lin Jianheng was scorched by the flames but couldn’t bear to look away.

She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but Yan Su seemed…

Even more beautiful than before.

It wasn’t a change in her features, and her curves seemed the same as before.

It was her aura.

Before, Yan Su was either soft or cold, always with some kind of barrier, making one want to explore her completely, to pursue her step by step, even if it meant following her all the way to the moon palace.

But at this moment of eye contact, Yan Su completely removed her restrictions, as if revealing her true self.

She had a charm that ordinary people found hard to achieve, blending with her deep, defined features, not gaudy or vulgar, still making it impossible for people to pull away.

She also had a divine handsomeness that ordinary people couldn’t match. It was a coldness blended from her aura, a subtle sense of power, and the pride of being in control.

Clearly, Lin Jianheng was still on top.

But just by looking into Yan Su’s eyes, it was as if their positions were reversed.

Lin Jianheng was the puppy being played with by Yan Su, and the patterns in Yan Su’s hand were the leash.

Lin Jianheng couldn’t help but lower her head, wanting to follow Yan Su’s command.

Her instinct for self-respect fought against the oppressive aura of the person before her, yet her desire for beauty made her bow her head.

Her lashes trembling, she touched Yan Su’s tattoo.

She covered the scarlet red, hoping to regain the upper hand without destroying the beauty of the scene.

Yan Su was a step faster.

With just one move.

Her gaze and posture, slightly adjusted, were no longer fully aggressive.

She became obedient, graceful, and tactful.

She took Lin Jianheng’s hand, intertwining their fingers.

Then she taught her, using her fingers to write on her own collarbone.

Writing what Yan Su wanted.

—Marking.

The two words glowed with a faint, ambiguous red light in the dim room, as if Lin Jianheng had truly branded Yan Su.

Yan Su wanted to be marked. She wanted more.

She was a siren wagging her tail, waiting for her prey to enter her mouth; Lin Jianheng was the sailor she had bewitched.

But Lin Jianheng fell willingly, kissing Yan Su’s slightly loosened hair, grinding against her gland.

A marking hadn’t even begun, but Lin Jianheng finally saw Yan Su’s change clearly.

The tattoo had turned into the patterns mentioned in the manual.

Yan Su’s patterns were red, with dark blue mixed in.

They appeared next to the original tattoo, replacing the black petals and stems.

These patterns were truly glowing, just like Yan Su’s tail, eye-catchingly and dangerously red.

It was as if touching it was a trap; this was the most poisonous mushroom.

There are always fearless people who want to cross the thorns to pick the rose.

Lin Jianheng was this brave one.

She dipped her fingers in Yan Su’s tears and overflowing pheromones.

Holding Yan Su from behind, she then traced her patterns.

It seemed to form the shape of a snake, or perhaps a meaningless flower, a creature Lin Jianheng had never seen.

She thought these patterns were inherent to succubi, perhaps they were truly legendary flowers or mythical creatures.

She didn’t know what they meant.

The Empire’s understanding of succubi was still too limited. Every type of pattern had its own different meaning.

This one on Yan Su’s body represented love and loyalty.

It was a puppy’s collar, a knight’s sword.

By tracing it, Lin Jianheng was also deepening Yan Su’s understanding of herself and their relationship.

A voice similar to Lin Jianheng’s sounded directly in her mind.

“Sister is my little puppy… Sister, good sister, is of course also my knight.”

“Sister is my property. It’s only right that you willingly offer everything to me, isn’t it?”

Yan Su really wanted to answer “yes.” Her obedience was carved into her blood at this moment.

The increasing heat was making Yan Su soft, as if she were fully cooked, and she couldn’t speak.

She was more graceful than ever, drenched in fragrant sweat.

Tilting her head, she couldn’t help but reach out to stroke Lin Jianheng’s hair.

“Master…” Even a single breath carried the scent of pheromones.

“Good sister.” The patterns only appeared in this one place.

Lin Jianheng glanced at Yan Su’s other tattoo but saw no similar red and blue.

“Do you like this?” The manual said that caressing them with pheromones would make a succubus very happy.

“Mm… it would be even better if it were Master’s pheromones.” Yan Su didn’t dare say what was on her mind.

She herself hadn’t realized what the two words repeating in her mind were.

After all, her nerves were completely occupied by Lin Jianheng at this moment.

What little subconscious she had left was exposing her most primal thoughts.

“Then let me help Sister.” Lin Jianheng wiped her own nape and took a drop of pheromones.

She pressed it onto Yan Su’s patterns.

Yan Su let out a string of soft sounds.

She was parched beyond recognition.

“Receive your main course, little kitten.” And then came a complete marking.

The moment her nape was bitten, Yan Su completely erupted.

The scent of orange blossom occupied her body and mind, and Yan Su finally heard the primal thought spreading in her mind clearly.

Pregnancy.

The doctor’s warning had instead become a kind of mentally polluting suggestion, cycling endlessly in Yan Su’s mind.

She wanted her master’s child. She wanted to be marked by her master until…

She was pregnant.

How could patterns born from such a thought be proper?

It would help Yan Su achieve her ideal, and it was located in just the right place.

It was just that, at this moment, neither of them knew.

Lin Jianheng was helping Yan Su look into her academic background.

A must-have part of the lesbian experience: checking academic qualifications.

And Yan Su’s qualifications, Lin Jianheng found it hard to comment on.

They were so good that Lin Jianheng felt a little ashamed.

She wasn’t really concerned about these things.

She just felt that this academic background was quite different from her own.

There was nothing to say about Lin Jianheng’s own qualifications; they were unremarkable, and she had never cared about them.

Yan Su’s qualifications, on the other hand, were very attractive to Lin Jianheng, making her want to delve deeper.

So she researched for a while, searching for the institution, looking through the college’s information.

She found that Yan Su’s college was located in the tropics, with heavy rainfall and warm weather year-round. When she checked this time, that place was also in the middle of a downpour.

This academic background was a bit sensitive, the kind that was hard to talk about directly. Once she opened her mouth, Yan Su would bite her.

Last time, she had investigated using her spiritual power, but she had been dizzy and hadn’t gotten a clear picture.

This time, she finally switched to a physical inspection. Lin Jianheng preferred to investigate this way, being able to interact with the equipment and personally review and comment.

After all, she had no memories of life in the Empire and was not yet familiar with controlling her spiritual power. If she could investigate hands-on, it would be much more convenient.

After completing the academic review, Lin Jianheng made a mark.

She had memorized Yan Su’s qualifications.

Then she lightly fed her a little more pheromones—with a kiss.

Yan Su was completely limp, hanging in Lin Jianheng’s arms like a pudding.

Lin Jianheng looked out the window; it was already night.

How could this kind of thing be so time-consuming? She hadn’t accomplished anything today; it was basically all spent with Yan Su…

Lin Jianheng exhaled, slowly letting her emotions settle.

After gaining experience, her markings wouldn’t lead to a pheromone deficiency.

But this time, she had to replenish the poor succubus who had starved for three days, so Lin Jianheng was also feeling weak.

“Sister.” Lin Jianheng gave the drowsy Yan Su a squeeze.

Her little kitten clung to her, her eyes barely able to open.

Yan Su’s wings and ears had already been retracted, and her tail had faded back to its usual black.

The patterns had reverted to a tattoo, and Yan Su’s state had returned to her previous soft and pliant self.

She was like a chilled rice ball dessert, cool, sweet, and soft.

“Are you full? Still hungry?” She didn’t know how wicked this question sounded, especially with her innocent tone, making Yan Su really want to bite someone.

“I’m full, Master.” But Yan Su was already an obedient dog and had to answer Lin Jianheng’s question.

“Thank you, Master, for feeding me.” Yan Su’s neck remained red as she quietly thanked her master.

Be grateful, Yan Su told herself.

She couldn’t forget who she was just because of her master’s gentleness or indulgence.

She was just her master’s little pet. Her master was only doing this to feed her.

There was no other meaning.

On this point, Yan Su and Lin Jianheng had unexpectedly reached a consensus.

Lin Jianheng didn’t delve into what her relationship with Yan Su was, or what doing this meant between two women.

She was just helping Yan Su regulate her body so she could escape her pitiful state of malnutrition sooner.

Today had been so intense, of course, only because she had let Yan Su starve until she fainted a few days ago.

“You’re welcome~ It’s what a master should do.” Lin Jianheng continued to rub Yan Su’s face, unable to resist kissing the tip of her nose.

But Yan Su was thinking.

Did you hear that? What a master should do.

Not wants to do, or likes to do.

But in an instant, Yan Su pushed those thoughts aside and reached out to hug Lin Jianheng.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to get cleaned up, then we’ll eat a proper meal.” Lin Jianheng hugged her back.

After they cleaned up, Lin Jianheng glanced at the time. It was ten at night.

She was truly a little impressed with herself. She remembered Yan Su had woken up at noon.

In any case, the Jian family’s chef wasn’t asleep yet, so Lin Jianheng had them work overtime and send over two boxed meals.

“Sister, Sister.” Lin Jianheng turned on the light. A robot was cleaning the room, so they sat in the hallway to eat.

“For you guys, do food and pheromones both count as meals? Do you need to replenish both, or just one?” Lin Jianheng was curious.

How did Yan Su’s body work? How could a species as magical as a succubus exist?

If all succubi had to rely on others’ pheromones to survive or they would starve, what about the underage ones? What about those who couldn’t find a partner?

Did they evolve to look so bewitching because they needed to find partners?

“Let me think how to explain it to you.” Unconsciously, Yan Su no longer needed to use honorifics with Lin Jianheng.

Terms like “Master” and “you” (formal) were just for flirting.

Yan Su wagged her tail as she thought, and Lin Jianheng brought a bite of food to her lips.

She opened her mouth naturally, as if someone had been this intimate with her a long time ago.

A momentary sense of familiarity shot through Yan Su like an electric current, leaving her stunned.

It wasn’t until Lin Jianheng waved a hand in front of her face that she finally reacted.

“Well… what we need isn’t just pheromones or body fluids. What we actually need is Mana.”

“Mana?” Another word Lin Jianheng had never heard.

“This thing is invisible and intangible. Only those with special abilities can feel it. It’s used to maintain abilities and open ability circuits. We have a huge demand for Mana, and we have a structural defect that causes us to unconsciously leak Mana,” Yan Su explained earnestly.

At the same time, she was ignoring the strange feeling from just now.

“Oh, oh, magic power!” Lin Jianheng understood.

It was similar to the spiritual energy in cultivation settings or the magic power in fantasy settings.

Yan Su tilted her head. Lin Jianheng took the opportunity to feed her another spoonful.

Lin Jianheng loved feeding Yan Su. Yan Su had a little tail that ordinary people didn’t, and she could express her mood by wagging it.

Every time she was fed, the tail would inadvertently tense and tremble for a moment, like a kitten eating something delicious.

It delighted Lin Jianheng, making her want to see more of Yan Su’s kitten-like moments.

“I get it. So you need to find people with special abilities to absorb Mana from?”

Yan Su shook her head. “Not quite. Mana is something that almost every race in the Empire absorbs and stores. It’s the foundation of special abilities, but not everyone can successfully open their ability circuits and gain an ability. We succubi are different; all of us have abilities. Usually, after we mature and awaken our abilities, our demand for Mana increases. But we don’t take the Mana you use to sustain yourselves and your abilities; we only absorb the unnecessary, expelled, or excess parts. That part is usually found in body fluids.”

“Doesn’t that mean that as long as you can ingest a certain amount of Mana, you don’t need others’ body fluids?” Lin Jianheng was just thinking that the succubus’s method of survival was too fragile.

It was like a small animal whose diet consisted of only one type of plant; when that plant went extinct, they would too.

No wonder succubi had long lifespans and strong libidos, yet their population was still so small.

“Theoretically, yes, but the most stable method right now is still to find a partner.” Or a group of partners. Most succubi did this to reduce risk, and their lifespans didn’t match that of the most populous races in the Empire.

Potions were impure, not very effective, and very expensive.

Lin Jianheng was starting to understand.

It wasn’t necessarily that the Empire’s current technology hadn’t reached that level. It was just that no one paid it any attention.

The succubus population itself was probably used to finding partners; they always had an advantage in that area. Why bother trying to do something else that might fail when you were already adept at one thing?

But Lin Jianheng still planned to stock up on some Mana-replenishing potions for Yan Su, just in case.

“What about inheritance? Can two succubi provide Mana to each other?” When it came to things related to Yan Su, Lin Jianheng showed unusual curiosity.

She wasn’t actually that curious about the Empire’s racial knowledge. There was too much of it, and she was too lazy to memorize it.

It was like how Lin Jianheng still hadn’t looked up Li Zhaoge’s and Lu Yuanchen’s races.

Besides, sometimes bits of common knowledge would pop into her head, as if she had memorized them before.

“Yes, it’s not uncommon for succubi to date and have stable relationships with each other. Inheritance isn’t stable, it’s the same between any two races. The child might take after one mother, or the other, or even have a throwback to several generations ago.”

This was all common knowledge in the Empire. The part about succubi was something Yan Su had learned from her companions in the underground black market.

“How magical,” Lin Jianheng remarked.

Anyway, she was just an ordinary human, no tail, no ears, no original form.

“So, do you want to eat?” Lin Jianheng asked Yan Su with a spoonful of food, looking quite innocent.

Yan Su sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear as she leaned forward and took the bite of food.

She didn’t realize that throughout the process, her eyes were smiling.

Lin Jianheng’s eyes curved into a smile as well. She completely understood now.

Yan Su had two circulatory systems, one like a human’s, and one related to special abilities and magic power.

“From now on, I’ll cook for Sister during the day, and feed Sister at night…” Lin Jianheng had it all planned out.

Yan Su lowered her head, her ears red.

Her master was really getting better and better.

It made her like her more and more, unable to pull away.

The next day, the two of them had a follow-up check-up. Yan Su’s was more troublesome, a full head-to-toe examination. Lin Jianheng just needed to check on her gland development.

While waiting for the results and for Yan Su to finish her check-up, Lin Jianheng finally remembered her own business.

She opened her chat with Xu Yuantong and asked when she was free for them to hang out.

She might have to bring Yan Su along, Lin Jianheng mused.

While thinking, she went to the forum where she had posted yesterday.

Although, she no longer needed anyone’s answers.

Her succubus wasn’t always glaring at her because she wanted to kill her, but purely because she was hungry and wanted to be “harmonious” with her.

The forum post had over a thousand replies. Lin Jianheng casually scanned them and saw that salesperson again.

Besides that, they did provide some decent content. The top-voted reply was:

【First time raising a succubus, OP? You can look at this. Don’t read the official race description, it’s too outdated. This one was published by a professor from the Imperial University’s biology department in collaboration with the royal family. [Link]】

Lin Jianheng clicked the link and flipped through it, seeing the name “Jian Heng” in the acknowledgments.

“…” She really needed her old memories, at least when it came to “harmony.”

The second top comment was: 【Why make it so complicated, just remember one thing. She won’t ‘go’ you for no reason, it’s always because she’s hungry, thirsty, or lonely. Just fall for it, succubi are very smart and cute, interrupting their ‘going’ is a buzzkill.】

Lin Jianheng stared at the word “going” for a while.

So…

When she complained before that Yan Su acted without saying anything, she was actually rejecting Yan Su’s “going”?

Good heavens, what had she done?

Maybe Yan Su should just kill her after all. Lin Jianheng was filled with regret.

Just as she was lamenting that the netizens here weren’t as abstract as in her original world, Lin Jianheng saw a reply in the middle with the most likes: 【OP, you can sit at the same table as ‘Why does my cat keep ringing?’ and ‘Why does my dog keep hitting me with its snout?’】

Lin Jianheng fell silent, replying to the comment with tears in her heart: 【I’m sorry > M <】

It was her fault for not understanding before, making her succubus suffer so much.

A while later, the results came out, but Xu Yuantong still hadn’t replied.

Lin Jianheng glanced at the time. Eight in the morning.

No wonder, Xu Yuantong was definitely still asleep.

“How is it, Sister-in-law?” Jian Lingxuan was also there today, but Lin Jianheng ignored her and just chased after Lu Yuanchen.

Jian Lingxuan, sitting nearby, couldn’t be bothered with Lin Jianheng and casually stuck out a foot, trying to trip her. Lin Jianheng saw it and kicked back.

“Your development is quite good. But for you, it should actually be called recovery.” Lu Yuanchen pulled up the data.

When Lin Jianheng was born, her spiritual power already exceeded the 3S-rank of ordinary people, reaching the level of a royal family member. Now, after a month of conditioning, her spiritual power has finally recovered to SS-rank, and her pheromones, after multiple markings, have successfully caught up. Her special ability is growing a bit slower, staying at S- rank.

“Your secondary development won’t be considered complete until you’ve recovered enough to fight Xilan. Until then, you must follow the manual I gave you,” Lu Yuanchen said, as if to emphasize the point.

Lin Jianheng looked away and inadvertently saw Jian Lingxuan.

Jian Lingxuan was still laughing at her. “I gave you the study materials, but you didn’t read them and let your succubus starve until she fainted. Don’t you deserve it?”

Lin Jianheng rolled her eyes at her. “You didn’t tell me there was something so important in there.”

She thought what Jian Lingxuan gave her was just porn.

“Who knew? You used to love this kind of stuff. I even got these from you.” Jian Lingxuan’s smile faded.

In the end, Lin Jianheng’s desire in this area used to exceed that of ordinary races in the Empire.

They had even suspected that Lin Jianheng’s other mother was a special member of the Demon Clan.

For example, a succubus.

The royal family had tested Lin Jianheng’s genetic makeup many times but couldn’t find a match within the Empire, speculating that the previous King Diexun had Lin Jianheng with a resident of the Third Empire at the border.

Fortunately, as Lin Jianheng grew up, she didn’t need to absorb others’ pheromones to survive.

“…I’ve changed now.” She was someone who had grown up in a heterosexual world for twenty-five years.

Unless her past memories were restored, it would be difficult for her to become the person Jian Lingxuan and the others spoke of.

“The memories will come back eventually.” Lu Yuanchen patted Lin Jianheng’s head and gestured toward the now-open examination pod.

Lin Jianheng thought so too. What belonged to her couldn’t truly be lost; it would come back one day.

She would let nature take its course. At least, even with her memories, the royal family was still hiding many things from her. She would have to fight for the truth and investigate on her own.

Lin Jianheng put her thoughts aside and went to hug her Sister Yan, who had finished her examination.

Yan Su immediately clung to Lin Jianheng, whimpering, as if she hadn’t just had a check-up but had been captured and imprisoned for ten minutes.

Only Lin Jianheng would indulge her like this, holding her and taking her to sit down, stroking her head and back.

Jian Lingxuan watched from the side, amazed.

Lin Jianheng’s first love was kept completely secret from the family.

They didn’t even know when Lin Jianheng had met that “wild woman,” why she had marked her, or why she was so madly in love with her.

At the time, they had felt very guilty, thinking it was a lapse in their upbringing.

This time, having witnessed the entire process of Lin Jianheng’s romance and how she interacted with the person she liked, Jian Lingxuan suddenly felt relieved.

She found the family group chat—the one Lin Jianheng had created after her body was possessed—and sent a message to her mothers.

【I feel like my sister is totally capable of eloping with someone.】

Seeing how clingy they were, you’d think they were newlyweds.

With the way Lin Jianheng was acting, she was a total love-struck fool.

Jian Lingxuan sighed as she typed. She was better off. Her wife was well-behaved and cute, just that she liked to bully her and also liked to mark her back.

Lu Yuanchen stood by with a kind smile, but her inner thoughts were dark and dirty. No one could tell she was an Omega who could dominate a top-tier Alpha.

Two minutes later, the childish coddling between the little couple hadn’t stopped, and Jian Zunqiu sent a message.

【Don’t spread rumors about your sister.】

Jian Lingxuan: ?

No, she was telling the truth.

Her mommy’s message followed right after. 【That’s right, don’t bully your sister.】

Jian Lingxuan was speechless. Seriously? Her sister had basically been studying abroad for two years, and now that she was back, her status had dropped this low?

【Mom! Mommy! She has a girlfriend again, and they’re as sticky as gummy candy! I’m stating a fact!】 Jian Lingxuan tried to defend herself.

Two seconds later, she was kicked out of the family group chat.

“…” Jian Lingxuan was speechless.

“Alright, aren’t you two sick of being so clingy?” It was annoying to watch. Jian Lingxuan reached out, one hand for each, and lifted Lin Jianheng and Yan Su up.

Like lifting rabbits.

“Hurry up and get to work. You haven’t finished your proposal yet.” She said, carrying them out the door and directly into the car.

Lu Yuanchen, unfazed, calmly took a sip of tea and went back to work.

“Sis, do you have a conscience?” She was too old to be carried like this, and she even lifted her succubus too.

“If I had no conscience, I would have just kicked you both out.” Being able to carry them to the car already made her a good enough sister.

Lin Jianheng considered it. Without using her special ability, she couldn’t beat Jian Lingxuan; her body was a bit weak. She resentfully shut up.

After getting in the car, she held her frightened rabbit sister in her arms and continued to sweet-talk her in a way that would give you diabetes.

“It’s okay, my sister is just annoying. See, she lifted me up too.” Even though she lowered her voice, the car was only so big. Lin Jianheng hadn’t turned on the soundproofing, and Jian Lingxuan in the front seat heard her words loud and clear. Her fists clenched.

“I’m fine, thank you, Master…” Yan Su didn’t dare resist precisely because Jian Lingxuan dared to lift even Lin Jianheng.

Though she said that, she took the rare opportunity to be close to Lin Jianheng and reached out her hands.

Lin Jianheng obligingly hugged her, lifted her onto her lap, and then pressed forward.

She nuzzled against Yan Su’s back.

“She just can’t stand seeing us get along so well.” Lin Jianheng knew Jian Lingxuan could hear.

Anyone who was suddenly lifted and carried by their own sister would be unhappy.

She had to get some revenge to feel better.

Sitting on Lin Jianheng’s lap, Yan Su was nothing but nervous. This was that fierce Jian Lingxuan’s car, and for them to be like this…

It was so exciting.

Yan Su lowered her head to make it easier for Lin Jianheng to nuzzle her, not daring to join the conversation.

Their relationship had truly progressed after last night, to the point where outsiders would say they were close and too clingy.

If… Yan Su was just saying if.

If Lin Jianheng could truly become her partner, her lover, and not just her master.

How wonderful would that be?

“She must not have slept with Sister Lu last night, that’s why she’s taking her frustration out on us.”

Lin Jianheng pressed her face against Yan Su’s scapulae, thinking about how she had drawn on them with her finger last night.

The intimate images were about to fry Lin Jianheng’s brain.

…It was all so Yan Su could eat her fill. This sacrifice was nothing. She comforted herself.

“Sister Lu?” Jian Lingxuan turned her head, raising her voice through the partition.

Yan Su’s thoughts coincided with this fierce sister’s, and she felt a little unhappy.

And sour. Her honey pear pheromones were about to turn into sour pears.

“Uh-huh, Sister Lu.” So what? Isn’t a sister-in-law a sister?

Lin Jianheng deliberately poked at Jian Lingxuan’s sore spot.

Anyone with eyes could see that their relationship was very good, at least not just a simple business alliance.

“You don’t need to worry about that. My wife and I got along very harmoniously yesterday.” Except for the part where Lu Yuanchen marked her back.

Jian Lingxuan didn’t know why some Omegas were so keen on marking others.

After dating for over five years, she had lost most of her desire to mark anyone.

“Me and my, my… my succubus sister and I also get along harmoniously.” That was close, she almost followed up by saying “wife.”

Lin Jianheng breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She was still a straight girl, right?

Straight girls don’t have wives!

Yan Su’s eye twitched.

“So what? She’s not your wife.” Jian Lingxuan finally found an opening, victory in sight.

“…” That made so much sense. For a moment, Lin Jianheng couldn’t refute it.

They were a human and a succubus, a master and a kitten. It couldn’t be helped. She couldn’t have a wife, so she would always be a step behind Jian Lingxuan and Lu Yuanchen.

Lin Jianheng fell silent for a moment, causing a pang in the chest of Yan Su, who was pressed against her.

If she kept listening, her pheromones would really turn sour.

Yan Su wanted to block her hearing, but she couldn’t bear to, always holding onto a sliver of hope.

What if Lin Jianheng could, like last time, blurt out that they were showing off their affection?

What if Lin Jianheng threw caution to the wind and admitted they were lovers?

In the end, she didn’t get to hear Lin Jianheng’s confession.

She only heard her retort to Jian Lingxuan. “Well, you and her aren’t registered either, you’re just fiancées.”

There was a second of silence from Jian Lingxuan’s side, followed by a fatal blow. “And whose fault do you think that is?”

Lin Jianheng didn’t dare to speak anymore.

Jian Lingxuan sighed again. “Besides, many couples in the Empire don’t get married. Being fiancées is also a state of relationship. We both feel that we don’t need that certificate to prove or maintain our feelings.”

“I don’t know what kind of world you went to, to not even know this level of common sense.”

Jian Lingxuan occasionally thought about this and felt that Lin Jianheng must have had a hard time.

This time, Lin Jianheng’s state was not as good as before; she wasn’t as bold and straightforward.

The foundation of her personality hadn’t changed, but the way she expressed it had changed a lot.

Especially when it came to sex.

“It wasn’t a very good world,” Lin Jianheng answered selectively, strangely silent.

So Jian Lingxuan didn’t know what world she went to.

What about the others? Did they know what that world was like, and how much she had suffered there?

“It’s all in the past. You won’t leave our world again.” Jian Lingxuan had said all she could.

Lin Jianheng still had questions. “I killed one, but if there’s one, won’t there be a second? Aren’t you afraid some other ghost will possess my body? What about Canglin Zhixian?”

“Now that your soul is back in this world, who could possibly possess your body? It would be a waste of your royal bloodline. Secondly, I don’t know about the Princess’s situation. You’ll have to ask Li Zhaoge and Canglin Xilan.”

Jian Lingxuan spoke casually, then realized something seemed off, but she didn’t correct herself.

Lin Jianheng heard it.

What did she mean, her soul came back?

So it wasn’t that her body was possessed first, leaving her soul nowhere to go, and then she transmigrated to another world.

Was it actually that her soul went to another world first, and then her body was stolen and used?

The difference between these two sequences was huge.

If it was the latter, then who initiated this plan?

Was she a volunteer, or was she forced by Canglin Jingyuan?

Was her situation with Canglin Zhixian and Xu Yuantong the same?

For a moment, Lin Jianheng’s hands holding Yan Su loosened. She stood there, stunned and at a loss.

A sudden warmth touched her face. Lin Jianheng slowly looked up and saw Yan Su.

Her succubus was sitting on her, intimately close.

She was turned to the side, cupping her face.

Soothing her, giving her a calming warmth.

Lin Jianheng smelled the unique sweet scent of an Omega’s pheromones, mixed with a hint of bitterness.

She used to find this scent bitter, but now she thought it was like milk tea, the proportions just right, rich and fragrant without being cloying.

It was her best tranquilizer.

They were really like Jian Lingxuan and Lu Yuanchen. Every time Jian Lingxuan had a temper tantrum, Lu Yuanchen was there to calm her down.

Lin Jianheng gently placed her face in Yan Su’s palm.

Just like when they first met, when Yan Su would always rest her chin in her hand.

Now, things were reversed, their positions swapped.

Yan Su smoothed away Lin Jianheng’s agitation and unease, leading her out of her complex confusion.

What hadn’t changed was that they were still together.

Lin Jianheng closed her eyes, feeling the comforting warmth of Yan Su’s palm.

Since there were so many types of intimate relationships in the Empire, it would be okay for her and Yan Su to just remain master and pet, right?

There was no need to agonize over what this feeling was.

As long as they were together, it was fine.

In the afternoon, when Lin Jianheng handed the proposal to Jian Lingxuan’s office, she was already prepared to go shopping with Yan Su after work.

Tomorrow, Xu Yuantong was going to hang out with them, and she wanted to scout out some spots first.

“Why do you have to bring your succubus with you to turn in your homework?” Jian Lingxuan was as busy as a pot of bad-tasting porridge, her head splitting, and she didn’t even look up.

“I’m getting off work,” Lin Jianheng said. She had already revised it several times.

They had communicated through Jian Corporation’s internal network, the Star Net, and face-to-face with paper documents.

They were just waiting for the internal group meeting next week.

“Help me with this before you go.” Jian Lingxuan sent a file to Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng firmly refused to work for her own sister. “I’m busy with a date, no time.”

“Ten million.” Her love for money had only intensified.

Fine, she had to give her an allowance sooner or later anyway. Jian Lingxuan really couldn’t be bothered to do it. Why not make her sister do it?

“What time do you need it by?” Lin Jianheng’s expression changed on the spot.

Yan Su stood close by, listening in stunned silence as she earned all of her own pocket money in two minutes.

Her master’s family was truly well-off. Treating ten million like ten yuan.

No wonder she could transfer so much money to her so casually. Maybe in her master’s heart, it was as insignificant as giving her ten yuan for pocket money.

“Three hours, I’m sure you can finish it.” It was all very basic stuff. Jian Lingxuan said as she transferred five million.

“I’ll send you the rest when you’re done.”

“…Okay, boss, thank you, boss. I’ll complete it with quality and quantity guaranteed.” Lin Jianheng wasn’t short on money.

But who wouldn’t be tempted by a job that paid ten million for three hours’ work, basically free money?

She and Sister Yan could go out a little later, it was fine.

Yan Su, on the other hand, was getting restless. The medicine she had bought from that boss who had skipped town had arrived. There were also finger cots and essential oils. She really wanted to try them.

When the time comes, she’ll go find Lin Jianheng with a finger cot in her mouth…

Just as the two were about to leave, Jian Lingxuan suddenly slapped her forehead.

“Forgot to tell you. Our mom and mommy are coming back to the Capital Star soon. One reason is to see you, the other is to attend the Princess’s birthday celebration. They’re free today, so they should pull you back into our family group chat.”

“Oh—” She was going to meet her new mom and mommy.

To be precise, her adoptive mothers in this life. It was a pity she had no memories, but from the photo albums Jian Lingxuan had kept, they must have been a very happy family.

“Tone it down a bit with her, okay? Don’t pull another stunt like marking someone before they’re of age, being madly in love and talking about marriage, only to not even end up as fiancées.” Jian Lingxuan felt it was necessary to remind her.

Fortunately, Lin Jianheng didn’t remember now. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have dared to say it, afraid of touching a sore spot.

“Huh?” Lin Jianheng was dumbfounded. She had a fiancée?!

“Hm? Didn’t Li Zhaoge tell you?” Jian Lingxuan suddenly looked up.

Hiss, she seemed to have been a bit too negligent due to being busy.

“N-no?” Li Zhaoge had never mentioned a fiancée again!

Lin Jianheng really thought it was that simple, that the royal family just needed to control and observe her, so they stuck Li Zhaoge by her side.

This story had a version update yesterday; the above was the latest speculation. After all, Li Zhaoge was a knight of the royal family, not Lin Jianheng’s knight.

“…Pretend I didn’t say anything.” None of them could miss Li Zhaoge’s feelings. The old Lin Jianheng knew, too.

But the current Lin Jianheng, who had lost her memory, probably couldn’t see this kind of thing.

Jian Lingxuan had even thought about creating opportunities for Li Zhaoge.

At least they knew her background. She was a hundred times better than this succubus with no memory who came from who-knows-where.

Lin Jianheng’s mind was spinning.

But Yan Su, who was holding her arm, went cold and still, freezing into a block of ice.

Her master… had another Omega?

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