Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

As the first light illuminated half the land, and gentle breezes left the soft silk curtains fluttering.

Nangong Ba stood between light and darkness over the balcony, with his gaze kept concealed from the gloom.

“You’re awake, my lord? Milady has asked you to eat with us, and we’ll be going out afterward.”

Nangong Ba moved to open the door, and found Little White Flower with her lovesick gaze. Unable to stifle a smile, he said, “Good morning, Little White Flower.”

“Good morning, lord gorgeous. Can I call you that from now on?”

Little White Flower was cupping a heart shape and looking expectantly at Nangong Ba. The governor did look so very gorgeous!

“If you want.”

 Nangong Ba smiled. Suddenly, pink rays shot out from his enchanting fox eyes into Little White Flower’s eyes, and he quietly said, “Stop your lady from returning to the palace, understand?”

Little White Flower’s clear and beautiful eyes were overflowing with pink radiance, and responded obediently in her soft voice, “I understand.”

In the next instant, the pink rays in Nangong Ba’s eyes were gone, and he walked towards a nearby room as if nothing had happened.

Little White Flower blinked then. She seemed to have a dream just now, where her lady returned to the imperial palace, only to soon disappear into many black fragments.

After that, her lady did not return no matter how she cried.

No! She must stop her lady from going back to the palace!

Little White Flower’s headed to the same room with a rather pale look, and she entered to find Nangong Ba and Liu Rushuang in front of the dining table.

Little White Flower went to sit beside Liu Rushuang, her pretty brows knitted together.

How was she going to stop the lady from returning to the palace?

“What’s wrong, Little White Flower? Did something happen?”

Little White Flower shook her head and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.

After a while, she began, “Milady…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Where are we going later?”

“The headquarters of the Blood Feast. It’s where I grew up.”

“Is it fun there?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

***

The headquarters of the Blood Feast was built upon a ravine. Anyone who joined that enormous organization of assassins would rarely have the chance to rest, but should they prove powerful enough or accomplish their missions outstandingly, they could change their destiny in its entirety.

The trio flew over the horizon and landed at the top of a cliff. They looked down to see the Blood Feast’s massive training base, where many black-clad people were training under the elites’ leadership, shedding blood and sweat.

“Are you going down, milady?” Little White Flower asked, clutching tightly at Liu Rushuang’s arm just then.

Liu Rushuang had a troubled look, but after a few moments, she said lightly, “It’s almost no different from before—there’s not much change.”

Nangong Ba stayed in a corner and quietly looked at Liu Rushuang from aside, sentiment overflowing deep within his dark eyes.

After a while, Liu Rushuang turned, intent on leaving.

“Where are we going next, milady?” Little White Flower asked, her soft butterfly-like eyelashes dancing as she blinked.

Liu Rushuang smiled and said mildly, “Let’s go back to the palace. We’ve been to all the places we wanted to visit.”

“No, milady! I hadn’t had enough fun, I think… I’m feeling a little faint over the last few days, I must be lacking Spirit Qi… come visit the Lotus Lake Island for a few days with me, please?”

Little White Flower looked up to her, flashing a pleading look with her innocent, charming eyes.

On the other hand, Liu Rushuang remembered that it had been two whole days since she left the palace in the morning, going on to visit her mother of this life and the Blood Feast headquarters. That tyrant was going to be throwing a huge tantrum if she didn’t go back soon.

“Come with me to Lotus Lake Island for a few days, milady!”

Little White Flower frowned at Liu Rushuang, tugging at her hand as she pleaded again.