Her eyes were still as cold as ice, not putting the king who ruled over demons and monsters, Yan Yijue, in her eyes at all.
Yan Yijue squinted his eyes slightly. The bright red color in them carried a coquettish light and a hint of sarcasm, mocking that this arrogant princess of the Fox Clan could be swayed by love.
Before she knew it, a red figure flashed by rapidly. Liuli had already seen this handsome man with silver hair and a red robe come up to her.
There was a playful look in his eyes. He seemed unruly, but his casualness made Liuli feel a bit uneasy.
After sizing her up like a plaything for a while, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender neck, forcing Liuli against a golden pillar.
Her back hit the cold and hard pillar. Caught off guard, Liuli frowned slightly, but this brief pain was nothing compared to being at the mercy of this man at this moment.
The hand on her neck didn't apply much force, so she could still speak: "Yan Yijue, what do you think you're doing?"
Yan Yijue tilted his head. His enchanting eyes swept across her stubborn face, then he leaned in and stuck out his forked red snake - like tongue, swirling it around her small earlobe.
The cold and silky touch made Liuli shiver. She tried her best to stay calm, but this man was truly a charming seducer.
"Yan, Yan Yijue, stay away from me!"
"Why are you so panicked? I just wanted to test you. But I didn't expect you to be so sensitive. It's really been thousands of years since a man touched you."
With such mocking words, Liuli, ashamed and angry, raised her hand to slap him in the face, but was firmly pinned to the pillar by a strong big hand.
"I'm just a bit curious. When your mating season comes, won't you go to that mortal to mate?"
Although it was a skeptical tone, there was a hint of lewdness. Liuli glared at him angrily, then suddenly smiled like a singing lark:
"Lord Snake seems to be overstepping his bounds. Do I need to tell you who I'll mate with during my mating season?"
"I'm just curious. But," he lowered his deep voice, making it a bit hoarse, "you are really quite interesting, just not very likable."
He suddenly stepped back and gently let go of her, but his smile was gone, replaced by a coldness like ice: "Liuli, I remember that you once did me a favor, so I won't argue with you. But remember, this is the last time. Don't try to challenge my patience."
The chill in his icy eyes deepened a bit more: "Otherwise, neither you nor that mortal will end up well."
"Shui Yun, see the guest out."
At his order, Shui Yun outside the entrance walked in. He made a very unfriendly 'please' gesture and glanced at Liuli sideways expressionlessly.
Looking at that imposing figure, Liuli casually left a sentence: "I also ask you to remember what I said. If you don't want a war between the Snake and Fox Clans, it's the best choice for Lord Snake and me to abide by the agreement. Otherwise, if both sides are badly hurt, the loss will be too great."
A cold smile curled up on her beautiful face. Her eyes were cold and a bit angry. With a flutter of her ethereal white veil, she flew away from the Snake Palace.
Being so arrogant, Shui Yun was extremely indignant. He said without restraint: "Lord Snake, this princess of the Fox Clan is too presumptuous. How dare she talk to Lord Snake like this..."
He originally wanted to stand up for Lord Snake, but a cold look from Lord Snake instantly silenced him.
He wisely backed out, knowing that if he continued, he would be torn to pieces.
Yan Yijue was in a restless and irritable mood. He had no intention of going into seclusion again. Liuli's warning had made his mind a mess, churning his heart.
What made him restless was not Liuli's disrespectful words, but the fact that when he touched Liuli just now, he didn't feel the same kind of exciting desire as when he touched that tree spirit.
Both were extremely beautiful, just of different genders, but he had a reaction only to a man's body.
Maybe out of a desire for revenge, he had the idea of going to find that tree spirit again.
Soon night fell. The crescent moon hung in the sky like a hook, the star - filled sky was winding, and the silver candles lit up a room full of tenderness. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, there were only two figures hugging each other.
Shu Yue took advantage of Shu Yao's guilt towards him and forced Shu Yao to take a bath with him.
Shu Yao was initially reluctant because every time he had physical contact with Shu Yue, a strange feeling would rise in his body.
It was like an electric current, gently tickling his heart. After a slight numbness, his whole body would feel hot.
But because Shu Yue was a patient, he had no choice but to let him pester him into sharing the bathtub.
Their two naked bodies were half - hidden in the water filled with rose petals. The hazy steam slowly curled around, making the already ambiguous atmosphere even more tender and passionate.
One had skin as fair as jade, slender and graceful; the other had a healthy complexion and strong muscles.
One was unruly, the other was shy. One hugged tightly, the other struggled in his embrace.
"Shu Yue, don't hug me so tightly. I can hardly breathe."
Besides being shy, Shu Yao just felt that this man's arms were like iron rods. For such a slender him in his arms, he was completely powerless.
He suddenly felt ashamed as a tree spirit. His strength was as soft as cotton in front of Shu Yue, allowing him to be held in his palm at will.
"Father is exaggerating. I've controlled my strength." Shu Yue still persisted, burying his head completely on Shu Yao's shoulder and neck, and hugging him tightly without leaving any gap.
The cold fragrance on his body was intoxicating. Shu Yue couldn't help but praise: "Father smells so good. I wish I could hug Father like this forever."
Suddenly thinking of something, he opened his misty eyes and asked curiously: "But I've always had a question. Does Father have this fragrance naturally? How come a man has such a charming scent?"
Although it was just a question, it made Shu Yao lower his head awkwardly and retort angrily: "So what if I'm a man? Can't a man have a fragrance?"
Actually, if Shu Yue hadn't mentioned it, he really hadn't noticed. For some reason, since he had taken on a human form through cultivation, because of his natural cold fragrance, he had been mistaken for a woman several times. Of course, there was also his overly delicate face.
Just thinking about being mistaken for a girl last time, he wished he could find a hole to hide in.
"But for us men, except for those effeminate young masters, we're all big and strong men," the corner of Shu Yue's mouth curled up wickedly, and the clear light in his eyes instantly became as thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved, "not like Father, who is more beautiful than a woman and has such a soft body."
Although these words originally sounded vulgar and disgusting, coming from his mouth, they added a bit of amorous charm to his playful and unruly tone.
And a big hand was also restlessly tracing this beautiful body, starting from the arm, then the neck, chest, and finally the waist. Every inch it passed over, the silky skin made him love it more and more.
"Shu Yue, what are you up to again!" Shu Yao struggled to break free in a panic. He was not only blushing but also extremely ashamed and angry at this frivolous behavior.