Sigh, Can We Reconcile

"F-fuck me?"

Ye Shu was completely dumbfounded.

To think that with his lifelong reputation and brilliance, having avoided being eaten alive by that group of female leads, and having slain powerful figures like the Soul Formation realm Feng Mengli and the Soul Formation shadow guards.

Only to end up being forced by Xiaosu today!

Even before he fell unconscious, she was just a mortal.

Is this the legendary mouse conquering the elephant?

"Xiaosu, you can't do this." Ye Shu tried to play the emotional card with her. "You know, I've always treated you well. I never saw you as a maid; I've always treated you as a little sister!"

Ye Xiaosu blinked.

"Xiaosu knows that."

"Young Master is different from others. You are very gentle and never beat or scold the servants in the courtyard. Even though Xiaosu was just picked up from the streets, you treated me equally and always protected Xiaosu like an older brother."

"So Xiaosu has always treated Young Master as a brother too!"

Hearing this, Ye Shu felt relieved.

So she actually saw him as a brother? It seemed playing the emotional card was useful after all.

But the next second, his heart leaped into his throat again.

He saw Ye Xiaosu suddenly become excited, slapping the edge of the bed. Her eyes were wide, and her small face was full of seriousness:

"But!"

"Sister, maid, brother, star slave, wife, girlfriend, Dao companion—these identities can exist at the same time!"

"Xiaosu is a cultivator now, I am worthy of Young Master!"

"No, you..."

Ye Shu's mouth twitched.

Are there any normal human beings left in this world?

Were those words something a human could say? And wasn't there something weird mixed in there?

What the hell is a star slave!

Just who exactly had been showing her these inappropriate things? Ye Shu made up his mind that once he got out, he would burn down every single bookstore in Moon City.

At this point, he decided to try struggling a bit more.

"Xiaosu, what exactly made you become like this?" He put on a sorrowful expression, squeezing out two drops of crocodile tears. "Where did the old obedient, cute, and understanding Xiaosu go? You were never like this before."

"Let me go, okay? Young Master doesn't blame you..."

Hearing the first few sentences, Ye Xiaosu's expression visibly softened, but upon hearing the last sentence, she shook her head again.

"No."

"........."

Seeing that she was completely unyielding, Ye Shu was out of ideas.

"Then can you at least tell me why? I'm really too curious. Before I die, wait, no, before you force yourself on me, can you at least give an acceptance speech?"

"Because Xiaosu is no longer the Xiaosu from before."

Ye Xiaosu spoke slowly, a trace of disbelief still lingering on her face:

"Did you know, Young Master? I have been reborn."

"In my past life, Young Master also treated Xiaosu as a sister and a maid, while you were being all intimate with that group of women. Xiaosu also wanted to be intimate with Young Master, but Xiaosu was too weak..."

"However, just being able to see Young Master was enough."

"As long as I could keep seeing Young Master, Xiaosu was very, very happy."

"No matter how many women Young Master had, even if you were tired and had no strength left and asked me to help push your butt, I could accept all of that."

"But why didn't you take me with you when you ascended?"

Ye Xiaosu's eyes widened, her beautiful eyes filled with aggrieved tears. "I was so humble, yet you left without looking back, without even sparing me a single glance."

"A world without Young Master..."

"It would be better if such a world didn't exist!"

"But just when Xiaosu was about to commit suicide and return to heaven, Xiaosu was suddenly reborn."

"At first, Xiaosu was very happy."

"But Xiaosu quickly became unhappy again, because Xiaosu was just a mortal and couldn't defeat Young Master. So it seemed being reborn was useless, but..."

"Just being able to see Young Master was already a great blessing."

As she said this, Ye Xiaosu narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth curling into a blissful smile, as if seeing Ye Shu was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Ye Shu could tell she genuinely thought this way from the bottom of her heart.

And she acted that way too.

Otherwise, when he had first returned, he would have noticed something was wrong long ago.

"Then why are you suddenly acting like this?"

Ye Shu doubtfully shook the chains on his hands, making a clinking sound.

"It's all because of you, Young Master."

Ye Xiaosu dragged out her words, speaking with a bit of pride: "Originally, Xiaosu didn't have these thoughts. I just dug out the basement when I had nothing to do and played with the discarded chains from the Ye family's dark dungeon."

"But who asked Young Master to change?"

"Sister Zhixia doesn't like Young Master anymore, and Young Master even gave Xiaosu a Foundation Establishment Pill, allowing Xiaosu to establish her foundation and no longer be a mortal."

"Most importantly..."

"When Young Master came back, you had lost all your cultivation, just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely at my mercy."

"How is this any different from stripping naked and delivering yourself right to Xiaosu's mouth! So I made a decision that goes against my ancestors. I'm not going to be a maid anymore, Young Master. I want to be your master!"

Ye Xiaosu's eyes sparkled, completely unaware of how shocking her words were.

Ye Shu was stunned for a moment, then said:

"Then go pour me a cup of tea right now."

"Yes, Young Master."

Ye Xiaosu turned around immediately, walked to the table, poured a pot of tea, and then respectfully brought it over.

"Please drink some tea, Young Master."

Ye Shu's mouth twitched.

Isn't this still just acting like a maid?

He took the teacup, preparing to take a sip to calm his nerves.

However, as soon as the tea entered his mouth, a strong smell of blood rushed to his brain, and Ye Shu spat it all out with a pfft.

"What... what is this stuff?"

Ye Shu pointed at the tea on the ground, his fingers trembling. "Why does it taste so awful?"

"It was brewed using Young Master's bloodstained clothes," Ye Xiaosu proudly held up the teapot. "Xiaosu is usually too reluctant to drink it! I only bear to brew tea using Young Master's socks."

Hearing this, Ye Shu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"So it's just bloodstained clothes. I thought it was menstrual blood."

"Fucking hell, bloodstained clothes can't be drunk either!" Ye Shu was almost coughing up blood from anger. Fearing that Ye Xiaosu might open her mouth and stick out her tongue to catch it, he quickly swallowed the rest back down.

But Ye Xiaosu didn't care about any of this.

She stood up, holding the teapot in one hand while untying the green silk ribbon around her waist with the other, saying coquettishly:

"Young Master..."

"Now that we've had our heart-to-heart and drank our tea, shouldn't we do some things we love doing?"

"Xiaosu..."

Ye Shu swallowed his saliva, still wanting to struggle a bit more.

Seeing that he still wanted to say something, Ye Xiaosu completely lost her patience. She smashed the teapot onto the ground, making a crisp shattering sound. Her arched willow eyebrows stood on end, and she pointed one finger at the ground.

"I've said so much, and you're still not willing. What exactly do you want? I'm telling you!"

"Ye Xiaosu is already dead! You chose this, Young Master!"

"Today, I'm definitely fucking you! Not even a Great Luo Golden Immortal can save you, I said so!"

"This..."

What did this mean?

Ye Shu stood frozen in place, looking at the infuriated lioness-like Ye Xiaosu, actually losing his train of thought.

Rape! Rape! Rape!

At this moment, Ye Xiaosu's mind was filled with these thoughts. Day and night of companionship, watching the Young Master and Zhao Zhixia be affectionate with each other, while she could only watch from the sidelines.

The long-suppressed desires in her heart finally erupted.

"Young Master, just give in to me."

She smiled wickedly and reached out, intending to pin down Ye Shu's limbs and force herself upon him.

But the moment her hands made contact with him.

Ye Shu stood up.

Don't misunderstand, he stood up in the most literal sense.

He rose to his feet, the chains binding his wrists and ankles snapping effortlessly. Looking down at Ye Xiaosu from above, he asked, "Now, who is the master, and who is the maid?"

"This... this..."

Ye Xiaosu's hands froze in midair.

She raised her head, staring blankly at Ye Shu on the bed. Seeing his completely unbound limbs, a stiff, awkward smile slowly crept onto her face.

"Heh, can we call it a truce?"