Holy Son, Run! The Demon Empress Wants You as Her Consort! - Chapter 25:

Chapter 25: Aunt Is Eavesdropping Again—Seriously, Again!?

Netherveil Palace.

The wedding ceremony had just ended.

It was already late at night, and Lin Ze and You Yiran naturally entered the bridal chamber. Before they left, many people cast envious glances at Lin Ze, which made him secretly pleased. You all can be jealous if you want!

Through the paper window, Lin Ze could vaguely make out a seductive figure undressing. His heart stirred, a tingling itch growing inside him. Controlling his excitement, he stepped inside.

You Yiran had already taken off her bright red robe and changed into a thin sleep dress. Without looking at Lin Ze, she said calmly, “Same rule as always. No touching tonight.”

Looking at her alluring figure, Lin Ze swallowed and walked over to sit by the bed. “Wife, we need to make some noise tonight.”

“Hmm?”

“Aunt might come check.”

You Yiran seemed to realize something. She instinctively covered her chest with her hands and glared at him, her tone filled with both embarrassment and annoyance, “Even if aunt does come, you’re not allowed to touch me there!”

Lin Ze blinked. “But you can’t make a sound on your own.”

“Isn’t there another way?” You Yiran clearly lacked experience in this area and had to rely on Lin Ze for ideas.

Lin Ze grinned, the corners of his lips curling slightly, and that grin made You Yiran’s heart tighten. Not good! This man is definitely up to something!

Lin Ze pulled out a magic treasure gifted by Shangguan Yi. “Wife, I have a plan! You can just…”

Before he could finish, You Yiran’s expression turned icy as she glared at him. That single glance was cold and emotionless, even carrying a trace of murderous intent. “You want to die? Believe me, I’ll shove that thing inside you instead!”

“Huh? No, no… I was wrong, wife! My bad!” Lin Ze quickly shrank his neck, looking very sincere.

You Yiran snorted and lay down on the bed.

Sigh.

The night was long and boring. Feeling restless, Lin Ze resorted to playing with his bird. He placed the chubby little bird—descendant of the Divine Beast Fire Phoenix—on his stomach and began rubbing it like a cotton ball, having a blast.

The bedchamber remained quiet for a while until You Yiran suddenly noticed a sneaky figure outside the door. A few black lines appeared on her forehead. Aunt, do you never sleep at night?

She turned to face Lin Ze and said softly, “Stop playing with your little bird. Aunt is here.”

As soon as she spoke, both Lin Ze and the chubby bird froze. The two tilted their heads and stared at You Yiran, waiting for what came next.

Gripping the blanket tightly, You Yiran hesitated, clearly annoyed, “So… how do you even use that thing?”

Lin Ze’s eyes lit up. “Ahem, wife, I’m good at this kind of thing. Let me teach you. First, you… and then… hehe…”

If You Yiran wasn’t wearing a veil, Lin Ze would’ve seen her ears turn completely red. Soon after, a series of muffled sounds came from within the palace.

Outside the window, Shangguan Yi nodded in satisfaction. She quietly counted on her fingers and smiled with relief, not bad, not bad, this time it lasted more than two minutes!

…

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Ze slowly woke up on the bed, only to discover that You Yiran was already gone. He wondered, My wife doesn’t do anything all day, so why does she always get up so early?

Just as he was puzzled, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and a shadowy figure darted in like a ghost.

“Hehe~”

A teasing voice echoed in his ear, “Looks like you and You Yiran don’t have such deep feelings. You two didn’t even do any proper exercise on your wedding night.”

“Lin Ze, do you still remember me?”

With her flirtatious words, a figure in a yellow veil dress appeared on the bed. Her fair skin peeked through the translucent fabric.

Lin Ze immediately recognized her and instinctively covered his waist. “You Xueyao! You… how did you even get in here?!”

Seeing Lin Ze’s reaction, You Xueyao frowned, a trace of displeasure between her brows. “You don’t want to see me?”

Lin Ze thought, My dear elder sister, you whip people the moment you show up. Why would I want to see you at all?

“Wife… help me…” Just as he was about to call for help, You Xueyao instantly sealed his mouth.

“Relax~ I won’t humiliate you this time.”

A soft and gentle smile spread across her face as she stroked Lin Ze’s cheek. “I’m here to play with you!! And I’m going to do it right here on your wedding bed with You Yiran!”

Seriously? You’re really going this far?

If you don’t join the creative department of a media company, your talent is totally wasted!

Lin Ze shook his head wildly and screamed internally, No! I don’t want this!

The more Lin Ze resisted, the more excited You Xueyao seemed. She licked her lips and pushed him down onto the red-covered bed.

Unable to speak, Lin Ze glared at her furiously, clearly refusing to surrender. But You Xueyao just tilted her chin slightly, her gaze filled with pride and superiority.

She looked down at him like a queen gazing upon her servant.

“Tell me, am I prettier, or is You Yiran prettier?”

“Hmm? Not talking? That means I’m the prettier one.”

“Smart guy, at least you’ve got taste.”

“Hehe~” You Xueyao giggled wildly, her laughter shaking the bed—and everything on it.

Lin Ze cursed internally, You witch! At least let me speak first!

Pretty your ass!

Before he could voice these insults, You Xueyao had already leaned over him. Lin Ze could feel the soft pressure of her chest and the faint fragrance surrounding her.

He turned his face away in protest.

“What’s wrong? Are you shy?” Even though her cheeks were red, You Xueyao’s tone remained light and casual. “Don’t tell me you’re actually enjoying this?”

She pressed herself against Lin Ze’s chest and blew warm breath into his ear. “Think about it, this is your new room with You Yiran!”

Lin Ze couldn’t help but gulp. Damn it… it actually does feel kinda nice…

“Hah~ I knew it! You really do like this, don’t you?”

You Xueyao lifted Lin Ze’s chin with her jade-like finger, teasing him word by word, enjoying his awkwardness.

In her eyes, Lin Ze was You Yiran’s husband, so bullying him was the same as bullying You Yiran!

Just the thought made her incredibly happy!

“Hahaha…”

As the demoness laughed uncontrollably, soon, a series of indescribable sounds began to echo through the bridal chamber.