Holy Son, Run! The Demon Empress Wants You as Her Consort! - Chapter 29:

Chapter 29: Imprisonment Card, Punishing You Xueyao

“What?” A flash of shock crossed You Xueyao’s beautiful eyes. She instantly sensed something was wrong—but it was already too late.

While she was momentarily stunned, Lin Ze flipped the situation around, turning the tables and pinning her down. The corner of his mouth curled into a smug grin, “What are you being arrogant for now, huh? Little sister!”

He snatched the divine Beautifying Pill from her hand and, to prevent her from struggling again, flipped her over face down, pressing her firmly against his thigh with one hand on her back.

With this, You Xueyao was completely locked in place, unable to move or even lift her head.

The position was incredibly ambiguous, and a deep sense of humiliation surged in You Xueyao’s heart—she was being humiliated by her own plaything.

Her eyes turned blood-red like an enraged lioness. She struggled with all her strength, nearly grinding her teeth into dust, but couldn’t break free. All she could do was curse through clenched teeth, “You bastard! Let me go!!”

Like hell Lin Ze would let her go. Thinking about how she had tormented him again and again, rage bubbled up in his chest.

If he didn’t properly punish this little devil today, that 10,000 points he spent would’ve been wasted!

Raindrops continued to fall.

You Xueyao lay draped over Lin Ze’s thigh. Her chest was flattened under pressure, her hair tie had come undone, long strands of damp hair clinging to her face. Her entire body was soaked by the rain, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.

And this posture—unspeakably shameful.

It reminded her of when she was a child, getting spanked by her mother after doing something wrong.

You Xueyao struggled desperately. She even opened her mouth and bit Lin Ze’s thigh hard.

“Hiss…! Are you part dog?!”

Lin Ze gasped from the pain. Seeing that she was still unrepentant, he no longer held back. He let go with one hand and raised the other—

Smack!

A crisp slap rang out in the rainy night.

Though faint in sound, the rebound was incredible.

You Xueyao’s body trembled violently, and her resistance froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Taking advantage of her daze, Lin Ze landed another sharp slap and shouted, “Do you admit you were wrong? Huh? Still feeling arrogant?”

You Xueyao panted heavily, her eyes filled with shock and confusion. A few seconds passed before she snapped back and her gaze turned to one of furious shame.

“Lin Ze! You shameless scoundrel! I’ll tear you to pieces! I’ll throw you into the Pit of Ten Thousand Snakes…”

Smack!

Another powerful slap landed on her rain-drenched silk pants. The firm flesh rippled and even bounced—a sight that was oddly satisfying.

But Lin Ze wasn’t paying attention to any of that. He was focused on one thing—breaking her arrogance.

She needed to learn that he wasn’t someone to be messed with!

“You giving in or not? If not, I’ll keep going!”

“You… you…”

Whatever curse she had planned was lost as the burning sting surged again. Shame and fury consumed her, and for a moment, she wished she could just die.

Using her body’s flexibility, she twisted and glared back at Lin Ze, “Pah! You dog…”

Smack! Smack! Smack!

“What was that?”

“I… I… It hurts!”

Her brows furrowed tightly. The pain was messing with her head, and she couldn’t even string a sentence together.

Lin Ze showed no mercy. He kept going.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

You Xueyao was stubborn. From beginning to end, she didn’t say a single word of submission. She kept cursing Lin Ze as shameless, saying she’d kill him later, cut him into pieces, and so on.

Eventually, she began to adapt to the burning pain—numbness had set in.

Lin Ze finally stopped and shook his hand. To be fair, even his palm was starting to hurt.

Judging by the time, the one-hour duration should almost be over.

He let go of You Xueyao, feeling a little uneasy but keeping a calm face, “Next time you pull something like that, I won’t go easy.”

You Xueyao sprang up like a startled rabbit from his thigh.

Despite the lingering sting, she raised her hand, ready to blast him into dust.

But then she remembered—her cultivation was still sealed.

She hesitated.

What if she angered him again and got pinned down for another round of humiliation?

She clenched her teeth and growled, “Just you wait!”

Lin Ze chuckled, raising his right hand and waving it slowly, “Want a second round?”

“Pah! Shameless!”

You Xueyao was so angry she could scream. After spitting that insult, she turned and bolted—clearly afraid he might actually do it again.

Lin Ze clasped his hands behind his back and stood still, pretending to be a master of supreme calm, watching her disappear into the rain.

Only after she was out of sight did he spin around and take off running for his life, shouting, “Guards! Help! Protect me!”

Meanwhile, You Xueyao—halfway through fleeing—suddenly stopped.

Her cultivation was back!

“That bastard… you’re dead!”

She spun around to chase Lin Ze down, but by that time, he was long gone.

Then, a powerful aura filled the sky.

You Xueyao recognized it immediately—You Yiran had returned.

Biting her lip, she glanced ahead with a mix of shame and rage before tearing open space and disappearing.

On the other side, Lin Ze was still running wildly without watching where he was going—and suddenly, he ran straight into something soft.

“What’s wrong?”

A familiar fragrance washed over him—he knew immediately it was his wife.

“You’re finally back, wife! You Xueyao, she…”

Lin Ze immediately played the pitiful victim, recounting You Xueyao’s long list of evil deeds.

For some reason, You Yiran felt a pang of sorrow. She gently placed her jade hand on Lin Ze’s head and began softly stroking it.

“It’s alright now. I’ll avenge you.”

Her cold voice held an unfamiliar tenderness.

Lin Ze seized the moment, grabbed her hand, and chuckled, “Wife, though I suffered, look what I got.”

He opened his other hand.

In the dim rainy night, the divine Beautifying Pill radiated a golden light—dazzling and brilliant.

A flash of shock crossed You Yiran’s eyes, her voice trembling, “You… you got it back?”

Lin Ze looked pitiful, “To get this, I endured all sorts of torment from that woman—she beat me, cursed me—I was as helpless as a little lamb.”

Hearing that made You Yiran’s heart ache even more.

Seizing the chance, Lin Ze brought the pill to her lips, his voice gentle, “Wife, open up… ahhh…”

Being fed by a man for the first time, You Yiran felt awkward, but strangely… she liked it.

So, the feared empress of Netherveil Palace slowly closed her eyes and parted her red lips.

Lin Ze gently removed her black veil and took one last look at the blackened, rotting flesh beneath.

“Wife, your face is about to be healed.”

With that, he fed her the pill.

[Ding! Intimate feeding. Emotional connection established. Bonus points +!]

Lin Ze’s heart leapt with joy, and he quickly opened the panel to check.

[Host: Lin Ze]

[Realm: 9th stage Martial Master (90% to breakthrough)]

[Martial Technique: Wildblade Sword Scripture]

[Spirit Pet: Fire Phoenix (Juvenile)]

[Treasure: Massage Rod (Yellow Rank)]

[Points: ]

Just as he was checking, a soft, beautiful voice reached his ears.

“Do I… look beautiful now?”