novelSusiti Chapter 198 Qin Mu's Perverse Pleasures
Chapter 198 Qin Mu's Perverse Pleasures
Second floor, room number one in the "Heaven" section.
The door was pushed open, revealing the furnishings inside.
The room was indeed spacious.
A large canopy bed was placed against the inside, covered with thick brocade bedding.
By the window, there was a soft sandalwood couch with several soft pillows on it.
In the center of the room was an eight-immortal table, with four round-backed chairs.
A clothes rack and a washstand stood in the corner, with clean towels draped over the rack.
The red candles on the candlesticks were lit, their flickering flames casting a warm and ambiguous glow over the entire room.
The proprietress stood at the door, her gaze sweeping around the room before finally settling on Qin Mu.
"Young master," she said sweetly, "are you satisfied with this room?"
Qin Mu nodded:
"good."
The proprietress's smile deepened.
She turned to the side, intentionally or unintentionally getting closer to Qin Mu, her full breasts almost touching his arm.
"Then young master, please rest well," she said softly, her voice so sweet it could melt water. "This servant... will not disturb you any longer."
Her fingers gently traced across Qin Mu's arm.
The movement was extremely fast and light, yet it carried a blatant implication.
Then, she turned around, swaying her hips, and walked out of the room.
The door closed gently behind her.
In the corridor, the sound of her footsteps fading into the distance, along with a faint chuckle, could be heard.
Inside the room, the candlelight flickered.
Four people stood in different parts of the room.
Zhao Qingxue stood by the window, her back to everyone, gazing at the deep night outside.
Moonlight streamed through the window cracks, casting a silvery glow on her.
Yunluan stood by the door, her hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes scanning every corner of the room warily.
Xiao Yu huddled in the corner, hugging her knees, shrinking herself into a tiny ball, wishing she could disappear into the wall.
Qin Mu walked to the octagonal table and sat down in the round-backed chair.
He leaned back in his chair, looking languid.
His gaze swept over the three people in the room, finally settling on Zhao Qingxue.
"Your Majesty," he began, a hint of amusement in his voice, "this carriage is quite enjoyable to ride in occasionally, but it gets a bit tiring after a while. What do you think?"
Zhao Qingxue did not turn around.
She continued gazing out the window, her voice calm:
"I don't feel tired."
"Oh?" Qin Mu raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
He paused, a hint of amusement in his voice:
"But why do I feel that Her Majesty the Empress's legs seem a little weak?"
Zhao Qingxue's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
Her legs did indeed go weak.
After her cultivation was sealed, she was no different from an ordinary person.
After sitting in one position for a long time and then being jostled on the mountain road for two hours, my legs were already sore and weak, and I could barely stand.
But she would never admit it.
She gritted her teeth, forcing herself to stand there, her voice still steady:
You're overthinking it.
Qin Mu smiled and didn't expose her.
He simply stood up, walked to the bedside, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Then, he looked at Xiaoyu.
"Xiao Yu".
Xiao Yu shuddered and suddenly raised her head.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
"Come here." Qin Mu patted the edge of the bed next to him.
Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat.
She looked at the large canopy bed and Qin Mu's face, which looked exceptionally handsome in the candlelight, and her face instantly flushed red.
"Your Majesty..." she stammered, her voice barely audible, "This humble woman...this humble woman..."
Qin Mu couldn't help but laugh when he saw her like this.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow. "Afraid I'll eat you?"
Xiao Yu's face turned even redder.
She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Qin Mu shook his head, his tone softening:
"Come and sit down," he said. "Don't be afraid."
Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up and moved step by step to the bedside.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, a full three feet away from Qin Mu.
His back was stiff, his hands were placed neatly on his knees, his head was down, and he dared not breathe.
Looking at her like this, Qin Mu's eyes flashed with a helpless smile.
Then, he looked at Yunluan.
"Yunluan," he said, "come and rest too. You don't need to keep watch tonight."
Yunluan was slightly taken aback.
She looked at Qin Mu, a complex light flashing in her eyes.
"His Majesty……"
"Come here," Qin Mu repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Yunluan remained silent for a moment.
Then, she walked to the bedside and sat down on the other side of Qin Mu.
Her posture was much more relaxed than Xiaoyu's; her back was still straight, but her hand had already moved away from the hilt of the sword.
But those sharp eyes still vigilantly scanned every corner of the room.
Qin Mu looked at Zhao Qingxue.
Zhao Qingxue remained standing by the window, motionless.
Moonlight streamed through the window cracks, clearly outlining her slender figure.
"Your Majesty," Qin Mu began, his tone casual, "won't you come and sit down?"
Zhao Qingxue did not turn around.
"No need," she said calmly.
"Aren't you tired of standing?"
"Not tired."
"How long do you want to stand there?"
"Stand until dawn."
Qin Mu smiled.
The laughter was soft, yet exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
"Stand until dawn?" he repeated, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Your Majesty, it pains me to see you like this."
Zhao Qingxue's body stiffened slightly.
She turned her head and looked at Qin Mu.
In the candlelight, he leaned against the edge of the bed, one hand supporting his chin, his posture languid.
Two women sat beside him, one pretty and the other aloof, which made him stand out even more.
A smile played on his lips, and his deep eyes, gleaming in the candlelight, were fixed on her.
In that gaze, there was appreciation, amusement, and a complex emotion that she couldn't understand.
"You—" she began, wanting to say something, but then stopped.
Because she suddenly realized that she didn't know what to say.
Scold him? Sarcastically? Reject him?
None of them worked.
This man never cared about her reactions.
He only does what he wants to do.
Zhao Qingxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Then, she turned around, walked to the octagonal table, and sat down in the round-backed chair.
Stay far away from the bed.
Her back remained straight, her gaze fixed on the window, no longer looking at him.
Qin Mu's smile deepened as he looked at her stubborn expression.
He didn't say anything more.
She simply leaned against the headboard and closed her eyes.
Silence fell over the room.
The only sounds were the faint flickering of the candlelight and the howling of the night wind outside the window.
Xiao Yu lowered her head, not daring to breathe.
Yunluan continued to scan her surroundings warily.
Zhao Qingxue sat at the table, gazing at the night view outside the window, motionless.
Qin Mu, leaning against the headboard, was breathing steadily, as if he had already fallen asleep.
But Zhao Qingxue knew that he was not asleep.
That man could never really be asleep.
He was just waiting.
Wait until she reveals a weakness.
When she can't hold on any longer.
Waiting for her...
Finally, I had no choice but to bow down to him.
Zhao Qingxue clenched her fingers tightly inside her sleeve.
Will not.
She gritted her teeth.
Absolutely not.
She is Empress Li Yang, Zhao Qingxue.
Even if my legs are so sore they're almost numb, even if my eyelids are so heavy I can barely keep them open, even if my heart is pounding with anxiety I'm about to collapse—
She wouldn't let him see it either.
The moonlight outside the window gradually began to set in the west.
The candlelight flickered gently in the bronze cup, illuminating the room with a warm and ambiguous glow.
Zhao Qingxue remained seated at the octagonal table, her back ramrod straight, her gaze fixed on the deep night outside the window.
Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the window, casting dappled shadows on her face.
Her legs were numb.
From the knees down, I almost lost all feeling.
The long, bumpy ride combined with the prolonged sitting made her truly understand what it means to be "utterly powerless."
But she gritted her teeth and remained motionless.
We mustn't let Qin Mu see this.
Absolutely not.
Xiao Yu huddled in the corner of the bed, curling herself up into a tiny ball.
She secretly glanced at Qin Mu, who was leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed, then at the aloof and ethereal figure by the window, and finally at the cold and stern woman beside her who always sat with her hand on her sword.
Yunluan's profile looked exceptionally heroic in the candlelight.
Her eyes were half-closed, seemingly relaxed, but Xiao Yu knew that this woman would immediately draw her sword at the slightest disturbance.
A strange feeling suddenly welled up in Xiao Yu's heart.
She never imagined that one day she would be sharing a room with Empress Li Yang and the commander of the emperor's guards.
It felt like a dream.
A dream from which I can never wake up.
Just then—
"despair."
A soft sound.
It's very light, very light.
So light it was almost swallowed up by the night breeze.
But in this room where the silence was almost frozen, the sound was exceptionally clear.
It looked like a wooden staircase, as if something had gently stepped on it.
Qin Mu slowly opened his eyes.
Those deep eyes gleamed in the candlelight, showing no sign of sleepiness.
A half-smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"They actually dared to come," he said softly.
The voice was very soft, yet it made everyone in the room shudder simultaneously.
Zhao Qingxue suddenly turned her head and looked at him.
Her heart suddenly tightened.
Someone's here?
Who?
She subconsciously tried to sense things, but couldn't sense anything.
After her cultivation was sealed, she became no different from an ordinary person, her five senses were dulled, and she was completely unable to perceive the situation outside.
At this time,
Yunluan had already stood up.
Her hand rested on the hilt of her sword, her gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on the direction of the door.
"Your Majesty," she said in a low, cold voice, "I'll take care of them."
Qin Mu shook his head.
"No need. I'd like to see what they're up to."
Yunluan was slightly taken aback.
She looked at Qin Mu, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, which then turned into understanding.
She nodded and sat back down on the edge of the bed.
His hand remained on the hilt of the sword.
As Zhao Qingxue watched this scene, a complex light flashed in her eyes.
She got it.
This is another of Qin Mu's wicked sense of humor.
He could have easily wiped those people out with a wave of his hand.
He could have sent Yunluan out and resolved everything quietly.
But he didn't.
He wanted to "take a look".
Look at those ants, how dare they hop around in front of him.
A mocking smile curled at the corner of Zhao Qingxue's lips.
"Qin Mu," she spoke, her voice cold, "your twisted sense of humor is truly—"
She paused, then uttered two words:
"childish."
Qin Mu looked up at her, his smile deepening.
"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow. "Is Her Majesty the Empress insulting me?"
Zhao Qingxue did not answer.
She just stared at him coldly.
In that gaze, there was disdain, contempt, and an emotion she herself couldn't quite explain.
Qin Mu smiled gently as he looked at her.
"Go ahead and scold me," he said. "I enjoy hearing you scold me."
Zhao Qingxue's brows furrowed slightly.
She looked away, no longer looking at him.
Yet, a strange emotion stirred within me.
The emotion was very faint, so faint that it was almost impossible to detect.
But it exists.
It was as if those words had gently plucked a chord deep within her heart.
She didn't like this feeling.
dislike it very much.
......
Outside the door, in the corridor.
Three figures stood silently in front of the door of Room Number One.
The one leading the group was the proprietress in the pomegranate-red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
At this moment, she was completely different from the charming and alluring woman she had been just moments before.
The alluring demeanor on her face vanished, replaced by a cold and shrewd murderous intent.
Behind her stood two burly men.
They were two of the three people who were drinking in the lobby earlier.
The other one, I don't know where he/she went.
Their eyes were filled with excitement and greed.
"Big sister,"
One of them lowered his voice and said excitedly, "Those three young women are absolutely stunning! Especially the one in the moon-white dress, I've lived for thirty years and never seen such a beautiful woman!"
"Exactly, exactly," another person chimed in, "And that one in black, he might be a bit cold, but his figure, his aura, wow..."
The proprietress turned around and glared at them.
"Shut up." She lowered her voice, but it carried an undeniable authority. "Listen to my orders later. Anyone who messes things up will be skinned alive."
The two immediately fell silent and nodded repeatedly.
The proprietress turned around and her gaze fell on the tightly closed door.
A glint of determination flashed in his eyes.
That young man in the white robe...
She savored Qin Mu's handsome face, his unfathomable eyes, and his languid and composed demeanor.
She had met countless men, but she had never seen a man like this before.
This kind of person makes her feel restless and itchy.
"That handsome young man," she murmured to herself, a hint of infatuation flashing in her eyes, "must be saved for me."
The two burly men behind them exchanged a glance and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
My older sister is swooning over a guy again.
She would react like this whenever she encountered a handsome young man with an extraordinary air about him.
Then--
Those young men became her "collection".
It is said that there is a secret compartment in her room containing several ropes that have been soaked in a special potion.
There are also all sorts of strange and unusual things.
The two burly men dared not think any further, only feeling a chill run down their spines.
"Big sister," one of them whispered, "where are the other women?"
The proprietress snapped out of her daze, the infatuation in her eyes fading, replaced by a cold glint.
"Women?" she sneered. "Those three are all top-quality. Selling them to brothels in Jiangnan would be enough to feed us for three years."
A calculating glint flashed in her eyes.
"Especially that one in the moon-white dress, her temperament and looks, she's definitely a young lady from a royal or noble family. The madams in those brothels would ask for an astronomical price for someone like her."
"And that one in black, she may be a bit cold, but there are plenty of people who like that kind of aloof beauty."
"As for that little girl..."
She paused, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, "She's not particularly pretty, but she's still quite delicate. She could make some money as a maid serving guests."
The two burly men nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with greed.
"Then, sister," one of them asked, "when do we make our move?"
The proprietress looked up and glanced at the faint candlelight shining through the crack in the door.
"Wait a little longer," she said, "until they're all fast asleep."
"That young master..."
A glint of obsession flashed in her eyes again. "I want to deal with him myself."
Her hand gently stroked the slender whip at her waist.
The whip is jet black and almost invisible in the dark.
That was her "treasure".
Over the years, countless men have been transformed from unruly to as docile as dogs under the lash of this whip.
"Don't worry," she whispered, her voice as sweet as if she were talking to a lover, "I'll take good care of you."
The two burly men behind him shivered simultaneously.
.......
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