I Want to Have an Affair for a Month Too

The morning bell tolled, and a thin layer of cold frost covered the glazed tiles outside the Weiyang Palace.

Wu Lingxiao sat on the high dragon throne, burning with anxiety.

During today's morning assembly, every petition presented by the ministers made her feel incredibly irritable.

Her mind was entirely filled with Ye Xuan's cold, mocking gaze from last night.

She was absolutely terrified. She was afraid that by the time she returned to the Weiyang Palace, the young man who was willing to call her sister would disappear again. She was afraid that Ye Xuan would come up with some other cruel method to torture her.

"Court dismissed!"

Without waiting for the court herald to announce it, the Great Xia Empress transformed into a streak of light. She could not even wait to activate the spatial teleportation formation, directly tearing through space and rushing recklessly toward the Weiyang Palace.

"Consort Xuan... my Consort Xuan..." she muttered in her heart as she pushed open the heavy doors of the Weiyang Palace.

However, what greeted her was not a tender call, but a point of extreme, chilling light!

The air was instantly torn apart. A fine steel longsword, glinting with a cold cyan light, struck like a viper leaving its den. Carrying an unstoppable resolve and deep-seated killing intent, it thrust straight toward Wu Lingxiao's heart!

Wu Lingxiao did not even try to dodge. Because when that point of chilling light reached an inch from her chest, it was firmly blocked by the terrifying protective astral aura of a Half-Step True Immortal that automatically defended its master.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound of snapping metal rang out. Unable to withstand the rebounding force, the fine steel longsword shattered inch by inch, turning into countless snow-bright iron shards that fluttered down onto the golden-thread nanmu floor.

Wu Lingxiao stood frozen in place, her entire body trembling violently and uncontrollably. She slowly lowered her head, looking at the shattered blade on the ground, and then raised her head to look at the man standing before her.

Ye Xuan.

He was not wearing that set of white palace robes symbolizing purity and love, but had changed into a sharp, black long robe.

His eyes no longer held abyss-like madness, nor the innocence of a youth, but rather a world-weary exhaustion, relief, and deep mockery.

He looked at the remaining sword hilt in his hand and casually tossed it onto the ground, his face full of sighs. "What a pity. Even though I have grasped the dragon-slaying sword intent, I still cannot pierce your body. The gap in cultivation between us is indeed too vast."

Wu Lingxiao's lips instantly lost all color. She took a step closer, her voice trembling like a falling leaf in the wind. "Husband... you want to kill me?"

Her heart was bleeding. Even if he humiliated her with words, even if he trampled on her like a dog, she could endure it.

But he actually had the intent to kill her?

This unhesitating, heart-seeking killing strike was a lethal move devoid of any lingering affection!

Facing the Empress's questioning and heartbreak, Ye Xuan merely took a half-step back with extreme coldness, widening the distance between them.

Then, under Wu Lingxiao's gaze of disbelief, he slowly bent down, crossed his hands, and performed an incredibly standard, incredibly distant royal bow.

"Greetings, Imperial Sister."

These four words, like the most vicious curse from the Nine Nether Underworld, instantly blew Wu Lingxiao's rationality to pieces!

"Imperial Sister... what did you call me? You called me Imperial Sister?"

Wu Lingxiao went completely mad. Her proud imperial majesty vanished without a trace. She lunged forward, fiercely grabbing Ye Xuan's shoulders, her long nails almost digging into his flesh. With bloodshot eyes, she shrieked like a vengeful ghost:

"I am your wife! I am your wedded wife!! You call me Imperial Sister?"

Watching her manic and crazed appearance, Ye Xuan's face showed not the slightest ripple of emotion. He allowed Wu Lingxiao to shake his body, but his gaze looked past her shoulder toward the void-like sky outside the Weiyang Palace. A touch of extreme tenderness and nostalgia surfaced on his face:

"May I ask, Imperial Sister, where is my wife... Lingfeng, right now?"

"Shut up!!"

Wu Lingxiao let out a heart-wrenching scream. Jealousy and a sick possessiveness twisted her face into something incredibly hideous.

She leaned close to Ye Xuan, her warm breath spraying on his face like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, madly declaring her sovereignty:

"You only have one wife, and that is me! Only me! That bitch Wu Lingfeng ran away long ago! She fled like a stray dog, and no one knows where she went. She abandoned you!"

She stared fixedly into Ye Xuan's eyes, tears bursting forth, her voice turning into an almost crazed murmur. "You are mine... Consort Xuan, in this life and all lives to come, you can only be mine..."

Looking at the unreasonable woman before him, Ye Xuan sighed. The killing intent in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by the calm of a bystander.

"Imperial Sister, calm down. Let's... have a proper talk."

"We can talk!" Wu Lingxiao gritted her teeth, a sick paranoia flashing in the depths of her eyes. "But you must call me sister! Just like... just like you called me yesterday!"

Ye Xuan glanced at her, indifferently lowered his eyelids, and spoke obediently:

"Alright, sister."

These two emotionless words made Wu Lingxiao's heart fiercely twitch.

But she still acted as if she had caught the last straw to save her life, cautiously standing by Ye Xuan's side.

The dignified Great Xia Empress was now trembling all over, humbled into the dust.

"Husband... please forgive me, okay?"

She reached out, wanting to touch the hem of Ye Xuan's clothes, but shrank back in mid-air. "As long as you can forgive me, as long as you can return to my side, I will do anything... I can even give up this throne!"

Ye Xuan calmly brushed her hand away and shook his head, his tone so indifferent that it left no room for negotiation:

"Sister must be joking. From beginning to end, my wife has only ever been Lingfeng."

"Why?"

Wu Lingxiao's defenses completely broke. She roared in despair, tears washing away the makeup on her face. "She is just my defeated opponent! In terms of cultivation, beauty, and power, how can she compare to me? Why did you fall in love with her? What right do you have to love her?"

Ye Xuan turned his head, a mocking curve lifting the corner of his mouth, and lightly spat out a single sentence:

"Because when she was with me, she was a clean and pure virgin. And what about you, Your Majesty?"

Deathly stillness.

The Weiyang Palace plunged into a deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind violently fluttering the red silk.

Wu Lingxiao froze. Ye Xuan's words were like the sharpest knife in the world, slicing away the filthiest fig leaf she had covered up with her supreme imperial power.

Her tears burst forth like a breached dam.

Before meeting Ye Xuan, in order to consolidate imperial power and practice dual cultivation techniques, she did not even know how many male concubines she had taken.

Those were the absurd years of her long life, and also the stain she now wished most she could completely erase from the river of time.

"You... you like virgins, is that it?"

Wu Lingxiao fell into extreme self-loathing and sick madness.

She tore open her dragon robe, revealing snow-white skin, and cried out incoherently: "I can reconstruct my body! I am a Half-Step True Immortal, I can immediately reconstruct a flawless body that has never been touched by anyone! I will give the cleanest version of myself to you!"

Ye Xuan leaned back slightly and glanced at her, his eyes filled with undisguised pity and disgust.

"Is there any point in burying your head in the sand?"

Wu Lingxiao looked as if she had been struck by lightning, collapsing onto the ground. Pain wove into a net in her eyes, strangling her tightly.

But the next moment, a sickly paranoia seized the high ground once more. She snapped her head up, her eyes bloodshot, and began to laugh like a lunatic.

"Good... good! You think I'm dirty, you like virgins, don't you? I'll find them for you! Ten! A hundred! A thousand of the most pure and chaste virgins in the Great Xia, I'll capture them all for you!"

She crawled forward on her knees, hugging Ye Xuan's legs, her eyes revealing a spine-chilling madness. "But you can only sleep with them! You can ravage them, even kill them! But you must never love them! Your heart can only be mine!!"

Looking at this utterly hopeless state, Ye Xuan shook his head.

He walked to the steps of the grand hall and looked down at Wu Lingxiao from above, his eyes complex.

"Sister, I have always had a question I wanted to ask you."

"Why did you betray me? Was it me... did I not love you enough?"

These words instantly shattered all of Wu Lingxiao's madness.

Her whole body began to tremble violently. The next second, a crisp slap echoed through the empty hall.

Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped herself fiercely across the face!

This was immediately followed by a second slap, then a third!

Blood trickled down the corners of her stunningly beautiful mouth, but she acted as if she couldn't feel the pain, continuing to slap herself while weeping bitterly.

"I was cheap! I was greedy for a moment's thrill!"

She carefully raised her head, looking at Ye Xuan with an almost pleading gaze, desperate to clear herself.

"Husband, you have to believe me. Towards that Holy Son Yeyou... I only felt lust, not love! From beginning to end, I never liked him even the slightest bit; he was just a toy for me to relieve my boredom!"

To prove her sincerity, she raised three fingers, her eyes blood-red. "I swear to the Heavenly Dao, in my eyes, he is worse than a dog! After you died, Husband, I slaughtered the entire Limitless Holy Sect, grinding the bones and scattering the ashes of all eight hundred thousand people in his sect! I have been hunting him across the whole world, intending to pull out his soul to light a sky lantern! It's just that he ran too fast and has a secret treasure to conceal the heavenly secrets, so I haven't found him yet!"

She cried until her voice was hoarse, offering up her bloody heart. "In my heart, I truly only love you! From beginning to end, I only belong to you!"

Hearing this tearful confession, Ye Xuan's expression did not soften; instead, it surged with endless mockery and absurdity.

"Sister, why must you deceive yourself?" Ye Xuan sneered, his laughter sounding as if it came from the deepest hell. "Do you think that by separating the body and the soul, by whitewashing your infidelity as seeking a thrill, your betrayal is no longer a betrayal?"

"If you really think that such a disgusting, despicable excuse can explain things for you, can earn forgiveness for your noble soul..."

Ye Xuan suddenly bent down and tightly pinched her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. He spoke word by word, like the whispers of a demon.

"Then, back when I fled the marriage and did the exact same thing with your ninth sister... why were you so crazy?"

Wu Lingxiao was stunned.

She opened her mouth but could not let out a single sound.

Ye Xuan's words were like an invisible slap, striking her fiercely across the face and tearing her self-deceiving excuses to shreds.

Indeed. If the body and soul could be separated, if it really was just an insignificant thrill.

Why did she become so jealous that she almost succumbed to a demonic deviation when she learned that Ye Xuan and Wu Lingfeng were together?

Watching the completely broken Empress, Ye Xuan suddenly smiled.

He walked back to Wu Lingxiao, crouched down, and used his cold fingers to gently wipe away the blood at the corner of her mouth. His voice was like a devil's temptation.

"Sister, you have been begging me to forgive you. I thought about it carefully... actually, it's not impossible."

Wu Lingxiao snapped her head up, her dim eyes instantly erupting with unbelievable ecstasy!

"Really? Husband, do you mean it?" She grabbed Ye Xuan's hands incoherently. "I can do anything for you! Even if you want my life!"

"I don't want your life," Ye Xuan smiled, yet his eyes were like a pool of dead water. "Back then, you cheated on me with that wild man for an entire month."

"So, as a fair price."

"I will also cheat for a month. And for this month, I want you to watch with your own eyes and listen with your own ears. You are absolutely not allowed to interrupt, much less hurt anyone."

Ye Xuan stood up, passing judgment from above. "As long as you can endure this month, I will forgive you. We will wipe the past clean and be together again. How about it?"

Wu Lingxiao froze.

The extreme ecstasy instantly solidified on her face, replaced by a heart-wrenching agony.

To make her watch helplessly as the man she loved most found pleasure with another woman for a month?

This was ten thousand times more cruel than killing her!

But... this was the only condition for forgiveness. It was her only hope of regaining her white moonlight.

She bit her tongue hard, the taste of rust spreading in her mouth. Finally, with great difficulty, she lowered her proud head inch by inch.

"Alright... I agree."

Ye Xuan smiled in satisfaction. "Then, Sister, for this month, please bear with me."

Wu Lingxiao trembled all over, her voice so weak it seemed she would stop breathing at any moment. "Who... is the person you are going to cheat with?"

"Naturally, it's the maid who just served me while I was changing, Ying'er," Ye Xuan said with a smile.