The Empress Chose My Bride, and Now I’m Stuck with a Yandere at -9999 Affection - Chapter 57:

Chapter 57: The Empress Has Completely Lost Her Mind:

(Inside the secret chamber of the underground passage)

Jiang Xuan was momentarily stunned when he saw Leng Wushuang and her group appear. Xiao Hongxin immediately stepped in front of him.

“Xiao Xuan, leave quickly. I’ll find a way to hold them off.”

“Hold them off? A 3rd stage Martial Emperor trying to stall a Half-step Martial Sovereign? Emperor, be good and come back to my side. If you try to run, your 3rd stage Martial Emperor guard will die,” Leng Wushuang said calmly.

Jiang Xuan, “…”

At this moment, Jiang Xuan inwardly cursed, [No way, it’s Leng Wushuang who caught up to me? After Nangong Liuyun took me away last time, I thought she went back to Han Guang Empire. This is a disaster. Of all people, she’s the one I least wanted to meet. I have no intention of being anyone’s Emperor!]

[Leng Wushuang alone shouldn’t be enough to overpower the Vice Pavilion Master. That old crone by her side must be the real threat. Half-step Martial Sovereign… there’s no way I can escape this time.]

[Sigh, since escape isn’t an option, I’ll have to play along and see what happens.]

Making up his mind, Jiang Xuan signaled Xiao Hongxin not to act impulsively. He then walked up to Leng Wushuang with a smile.

“Your Majesty, I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.”

As soon as Jiang Xuan finished speaking, Leng Wushuang pulled him into her embrace.

“Emperor, welcome back to my side.”

Seeing this, Xiao Hongxin’s expression twisted in rage. She moved to attack but was instantly suppressed by the old crone with a mere lift of her hand, trapping her in a compressed space she couldn’t break free from. If the opponent had only been a 9th stage Martial Emperor, she might have had a chance by risking everything. But against a Half-step Martial Sovereign, she was utterly powerless.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan calmly spoke, “Your Majesty, she’s the one who rescued me from the Charm Demon Sect. I hope you’ll spare her life.”

Leng Wushuang nodded, “As you wish, Emperor. Ancestor, be gentle. I’ll take the Emperor to rest. Now that we’ve found him, we’ll depart for Han Guang Empire tomorrow.”

With that, she disappeared with Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan thought he would be taken back to Tianxiang Pavilion again, but instead, he found himself in an extravagantly luxurious courtyard. Just one glance made him exclaim inwardly, [Damn, this decor must’ve cost tens of millions of Spirit Stones. So extravagant.]

Among all the powerful figures Jiang Xuan had met, Leng Wushuang was undoubtedly the wealthiest. She had even promised to give him a dowry of 10 billion Spirit Stones if he agreed to be her Emperor. Though tempted by the Spirit Stones, Jiang Xuan had no interest in such a risky role. He had always been lazy, but after so much helpless oppression, he only wanted to grow stronger.

Returning to the present, Leng Wushuang led Jiang Xuan into a traditionally styled room. Her expression turned serious as she asked, “Emperor, can you tell me who the mysterious figure was who took you away a few days ago? And what is your true identity?”

Jiang Xuan’s eyes lit up slightly. He had previously warned Leng Wushuang that forcing him to be her Emperor might bring doom upon her empire. Nangong Liuyun’s intervention last time must have lent credibility to his warning.

[Good, good, it seems this Empress has grown more cautious. Maybe I really won’t have to become her Emperor after all.]

Outwardly, Jiang Xuan sighed, a helpless look flashing in his beautiful eyes.

“Your Majesty, I told you before — fate has destined us not to be. I am already the possession of a sect’s Saintess, doomed never to be yours. The Saintess you saw last time, the masked woman, is my master. It was only because I pleaded with her that you were spared. Right now, she has returned to Shenwu Empire temporarily. Do you know what the Empire means? For those top figures, destroying a small empire like yours is as easy as drinking water.”

“Your Majesty, you wouldn’t want the entire Han Guang Empire to be implicated because of me, right?”

While saying this, Jiang Xuan was thinking, [Fortunately, she’s cautious. If it were Xia Xiaoyu or the Vice Pavilion Master, they wouldn’t be fooled at all — they’d just overpower me.]

[No problem, I should be able to avoid becoming her Emperor. I just need to comfort her and focus on getting stronger. Hmph, give me some time to cultivate and I’ll surpass her. Let’s hurry and cultivate!]

Outwardly, Jiang Xuan patted Leng Wushuang’s shoulder and gently comforted her.

“It’s alright. I’ll always remember your feelings. Maybe one day in the future, we’ll meet again. Some people are just passing through your life, but they help you grow. I believe you’ll become stronger and find a suitable Emperor one day.”

But instead of being moved, Leng Wushuang pinched Jiang Xuan’s cheek.

“Emperor, what nonsense are you talking about? You don’t really think I’m scared of the Empire and will let you go, do you? Dream on. No matter what your identity is, you are the Emperor I’ve chosen.”

“As for whether the empire will fall, that’s a problem for the future. Right now, I just want to vent my longing for you.”

“I know you must’ve compromised with that Saintess because of me. She must’ve touched you, right? It doesn’t matter. Even if you’re already taken, I don’t mind. Having the possession of a Saintess from the Empire as my Emperor — that’s my victory.”

“I don’t even understand that Saintess — she left you behind and almost let the Charm Demon Sect get you. Since she doesn’t care about you, I’ll be the one to pamper you.”

Jiang Xuan, “???”

Hearing these words, Jiang Xuan screamed inwardly, [What the hell?! Her character has completely collapsed! Save the citizens of the Empire, someone! And she even prefers me being ‘taken’?! Last time in Dajiang Imperial Palace she held back because of the crowd. Now she’s not even pretending!]

[It’s over. I thought she would be easier to deal with, but no, she’s completely unrestrained. She’s starving, and she doesn’t even care about the flavor!]

While Jiang Xuan was still dazed, Leng Wushuang’s hands, which had been pinching his cheeks, slowly slid downward…