Chaotic World Book-Chapter 543 - 527 Spending the Night at the Imperial Concubine’s Palace

Chapter 543: Chapter 527 Spending the Night at the Imperial Concubine’s Palace

A flash of white light, and Zhao Changhe appeared outside the temple, somewhat in discomfort as he turned his head and glanced back, trying to step on the Transmission Array again with no response; he couldn’t get back in.

Actually, he still had some questions he wanted to ask, like the nature and function of the Secret Realm Sky. Xia Longyuan had been squatting here all this time; surely it wasn’t just because it was nice to look at?

But he guessed Xia Longyuan might not be willing to say... but it was very likely that he would tell Chichi in private... So, was that any different from telling him?

Forget it, better go back first, feeling that Chichi might have her moment of Creation this time.

Although Xia Longyuan had been smiling the whole time, Zhao Changhe had indeed felt a killing intent. Especially at the beginning when he started cursing, smiling as he said "I can kill you ten thousand times," Zhao Changhe truly felt a warning explode in his heart, and his hair almost stood on end.

But it quickly receded, and Zhao Changhe didn’t believe that just because of their "fellow townsperson" relationship he would have such great face; perhaps a small part, but obviously more importantly, it was due to Chichi.

Even though Xia Longyuan was indifferent and cold-hearted, he indeed still had some familial affection for Chichi, at least some sense of guilt—Perhaps part of the reason was also feeling embarrassed?

He himself was proclaimed as number one under the heavens, pumped up like no other, yet his child had been bullied since young and had not yet outshined her peer Yue Hongling, even falling behind Zhao Changhe. Setting aside Zhao Changhe’s exploit-like speed, the fact that Chichi had never surpassed Yue Hongling wasn’t due to a lack of talent or effort, nor the Four Symbols Sect’s lack of support, but rather her early setbacks. By the time she made her debut, Yue Hongling’s name was already famous throughout the heavens, whereas Xia Chichi’s arrival was too late.

When Chichi pointed at her nose and said he wasn’t even worthy of being scolded, what kind of temper could Xia Longyuan possibly display? What could he say?

In the end, it even came down to "you give a few words of advice"... That was just unbelievable.

At that moment, the humanity that had been lost came back... One can only say that people are complex, especially someone like Xia Longyuan, extremely complex, and difficult to simply label and define.

I don’t know if he genuinely has a father’s love to make amends for, or if he considers providing what he thinks is sufficient "compensation," and then he feels he can cut off all concerns... It’s challenging to say with such a complex person. But it’s good that he’s not from the Demon Path, so there’s no need to worry about him killing Chichi to detach from the mortal world and achieve enlightenment. After all, he specifically made an excuse for the Crown Prince’s death—who was that explanation for? Certainly not meant for the ghostly youth.

Arriving at the Imperial Concubine’s chamber with a mind full of confusion, the palace was brightly lit, but Huangfu Qing suddenly appeared behind him.

Zhao Changhe was startled and turned around; seeing Huangfu Qing shift her gaze away from behind him, she said with a stern face, "This cold sweat... If you’re scared, then don’t pretend to be a hero. What’s the use of cursing to satisfy yourself? If you really got killed, would you have me become a widow?"

Uh... The way you’re putting it, technically your husband is the one I was scolding...

Zhao Changhe held his tongue, knowing full well the Empress was jealous. The time he had stood in front of her soaked in cold sweat, facing a strong enemy, was almost the triggering moment for her affection, wasn’t it? Who was that strong enemy again... Oh, Wang Daozhong, right...

One grievance turned into another, and Zhao Changhe felt a mix of emotions as he reached out and embraced her: "I’m not against him; I was just making one last effort, hoping he could... sigh, even though I know the chances are slim, I can’t just do nothing, right?"

Huangfu Qing struggled not to be embraced: "So you’re trading your life for a slight possibility?"

"Alright, alright, I’m wrong," Zhao Changhe gave up arguing with a woman immediately, knowing her concern was for him. Why argue over it? So he softly said, "You know I always get hot-headed..."

Seeing him concede, Huangfu Qing stopped scolding and leaned softly against him, whispering, "I don’t know what other connections you have with him besides Chichi, but he does seem to treat you differently than others, and you also have many fond illusions of him... But remember, he is a heartless Emperor, a non-human God Demon; don’t keep using a mortal’s perspective to look at him. If this can let you completely let go of your fantasies about him, then perhaps it’s a good thing..."

Zhao Changhe nodded, recalling the fleeting killing intent from before, and sighed, "I know." frёeωebɳovel.com

Huangfu Qing looked around and bit her lower lip, "Are you very angry with him? What an incompetent ruler."

"Hmm... if it weren’t for the fact that I can’t beat him, I would’ve hit him a long time ago."

"Actually... there’s another way you can teach him a lesson..."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, then looked down to see her doe-like eyes. Following her gaze around, he saw several palace maids standing at the entrance of the chamber. When they saw them looking, they all giggled behind their hands, bowing their heads to avoid eye contact.

Zhao Changhe’s neck stiffened as he looked down; he was holding the Imperial Concubine, and with this reaction from these little demonesses of the Four Symbols Sect...

He realized what Huangfu Qing meant by her words just a moment ago, and he swallowed instinctively.

Huangfu Qing blinked, "What, he undermined the state and screwed over your father-in-law, and was he just trying to kill you? You only dare to curse a few times, but you don’t have the guts to do anything else?"

Zhao Changhe didn’t say a word, he scooped her up horizontally and charged into the sleeping quarters.

The little demonesses giggled and closed the room door behind them.

One had to say that the Demon Sect was indeed the Demon Sect, whether it was the Winged Fire Snake Miss or these little demonesses, one more seductive than the next.

Zhao Changhe rushed into the sleeping chamber and spotted the large bed at first glance, directly rolling onto it with Huangfu Qing in his arms.

Although he knew full well that there was no such thing as a minotaur and Huangfu Qing, an Imperial Concubine, was a fake, Xia Longyuan had definitely left her here for another purpose. But in this moment, in this place, the psychological experience was strangely different; it was blatantly an act of desecration upon this highest and holiest site in Great Xia. The frustration he had bottled up against Xia Longyuan seemed to vent out quite satisfyingly, like the character Ah Q.

Huangfu Qing let him nibble all over her, breathing lightly, and even at this time managed to add one more biting comment, "Don’t rush, Your Majesty, let your concubine help you undress..."

The experience maxed out.

It wasn’t long before the maids outside heard faint sounds of the bed shaking from inside, exchanging looks with blushed faces, wagging their tongues. How violent this must be...

The lights weren’t even turned off; from a good angle, one could still see the shadows inside.

......

"Good, good person... enough’s enough... I cannot take it anymore..."

Time passed, and just when the maids outside began to fear that the bed was about to collapse, a faint plea for mercy finally came from within.

The noise finally ceased; whether it was slowing down or stopping, it was no longer so outrageous that it couldn’t be heard.

Inside, Huangfu Qing was covered in a satisfied blush, languidly leaning into Zhao Changhe’s arms, stretching out her fingers to scratch at his chin, like scratching a cat, "Tell me, who is better, me or Tang Wanju?"

Zhao Changhe: "emmmm..."

"Hmph," Huangfu Qing drawled, "If you go to see Tang Wanju before coming to see me again next time, you’ll lose this treatment."

Zhao Changhe always felt that her deliberate seduction to provoke explosion was definitely not just about being jealous of Tang Wanju; there might be something else...

He himself was by no means the minotaur, but she seemed to be hanging onto Xia Chichi.

Seeing his expression, Huangfu Qing knew her thoughts were seen through, yet she didn’t blush, instead saying, "The Queen has been deposed."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, unable to fathom why she suddenly brought this up; he mechanically responded, "Of course she was, how could she possibly remain in that position? The officials wouldn’t tolerate it either. Whether she lives or dies is but a thought away for old Xia."

"Is that what we’re discussing?" Huangfu Qing’s chin-scratching had turned into drawing circles on her chest, "Have you not thought about it... With the Empress deposed, who will be Empress?"

Zhao Changhe widened his eyes.

"Also..." Huangfu Qing, like a devil, uttered an even more deadly phrase from her red lips, "Now that Chichi is communicating privately with him, it means that at least in their hearts, they have acknowledged each other as father and daughter, no longer ambiguous as before, right?"

Zhao Changhe responded dumbfounded, "Right... So?"

According to the laws and customs, when I am Empress, the Crown Prince, no matter whose child he is, must call me mother," Huangfu Qing said with a smile, "So, I’m about to become Chichi’s mother."

Zhao Changhe’s eyes widened again.

Huangfu Qing laughed like a triumphant little fox, "You’ve done all this with me, so there’s no chance with Chichi~"

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