"Hypnotize Gu Chengyin?"
When these words came out of Luo Zhao's mouth, Shangguan Yunying almost thought she had misheard.
She abruptly turned her head to look at Luo Zhao beside her.
Was Her Highness serious?
Shangguan Yunying's heartbeat began to accelerate.
Was this even possible?
"Your Highness..."
"Such a thing... Xiaoli might know."
Shangguan Yunying did not directly answer whether it was possible or not, but instead pushed the question to Gu Xiaoli.
This was the smartest approach.
Because she truly did not know the answer.
And Gu Xiaoli, that world-weary little girl who was always reading in the Wanxiang Pavilion, since she could modify the underlying logic of hypnosis...
...she might just be able to hypnotize Gu Chengyin.
Luo Zhao hummed in agreement:
"Yes, Xiaoli has read so many books, we really should ask her."
Her tone was calm, as if discussing what to eat tomorrow.
But Shangguan Yunying knew that this matter was absolutely not simple.
Hypnotizing Gu Chengyin...
If it could really be done...
What would that mean?
It meant that everything Gu Chengyin was doing to Luo Zhao now would be returned to him by Luo Zhao.
But what about the risks?
What if it failed?
What if Gu Chengyin noticed?
Shangguan Yunying did not dare to think about it.
The bedchamber fell into silence once again.
Of the two, one was Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, the Crown Princess of Great Luo,
and the other was the Chief Lady-in-Waiting, the eldest daughter of the Shangguan Manor.
Both were peerless beauties of their generation.
But at this moment, they were lying shoulder to shoulder on the same bed.
For Shangguan Yunying, this silence was worse than death.
Because she did not know what Her Highness was thinking.
Did not know what Her Highness would do next.
Did not know if this trial had already begun.
Finally, Shangguan Yunying couldn't hold back anymore and took the initiative to speak:
"Your Highness..."
The words had just left her mouth when she was interrupted.
"Is it thrilling?"
Luo Zhao's voice came over, carrying a certain sharpness.
"Eh?"
Shangguan Yunying did not understand the meaning of these words and couldn't help but pause.
Then, she saw Luo Zhao suddenly turn on her side.
The two were already very close; with this turn, Luo Zhao's face was almost pressed right up against hers.
Moonlight shone from behind Luo Zhao, casting deep shadows on her face, while those phoenix eyes shone astonishingly bright in the darkness.
Luo Zhao just lay there on her side, resting her cheek on one hand, staring straight at Shangguan Yunying, and asked again:
"The feeling of kissing Gu Chengyin by my bed, is it thrilling?"
"The feeling of pinning Gu Chengyin down on my bed and kissing him, do you like it?"
Word by word, incomparably clear.
Every word was like a knife, slicing open the heart that Shangguan Yunying was trying to hide.
A cold sweat instantly broke out on Shangguan Yunying.
Her throat went dry, and she swallowed involuntarily.
She wanted to lie.
She wanted to say it wasn't thrilling, wanted to say she hated it, wanted to say she was forced...
But when she met Luo Zhao's eyes, all the lies got stuck in her throat.
Her Highness understood her too well.
After so many years of being together day and night, Luo Zhao's understanding of her might even surpass her own.
Lying in front of her was meaningless.
It would only make things worse.
Ultimately, Shangguan Yunying closed her eyes and answered honestly, as if accepting her fate:
"I... I like it."
Her voice was very quiet, as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
After saying those words, Shangguan Yunying felt like her whole body was about to catch fire.
She finally said it.
She finally admitted it.
Luo Zhao's expression became increasingly unkind.
Of course she understood Shangguan Yunying, understood this seemingly gentle and capable Eldest Miss Shangguan.
She knew what kind of desires she harbored in secret.
The desire to be conquered by someone stronger than herself.
The desire to be forced to do incredibly thrilling things.
And it just had to be Gu Chengyin.
That damn man perfectly matched all of Shangguan Yunying's desires!
Luo Zhao lowered her head, leaning in closer until their breaths intertwined.
But the atmosphere was as cold as ice.
"Shangguan Yunying."
Luo Zhao's voice was dangerous, full of malicious intent:
"Have you forgotten that this is my bedchamber, my bed, and you are my lady-in-waiting!"
"Mine!"
When she said the word mine, Luo Zhao's tone grew heavier.
This was emphasizing ownership.
It was even more so a declaration of sovereignty.
"Have I been too good to you, too lenient, that you've become so presumptuous and completely disregard me!?"
This last sentence was growled out by Luo Zhao.
Shangguan Yunying trembled all over.
She knew that Luo Zhao was truly angry.
But fortunately, their years of companionship...
...gave her enough experience to appease Luo Zhao's wrath.
Shangguan Yunying abruptly turned over.
Not to flee, but to throw herself at Luo Zhao.
She stretched out her arms, tightly hugging Luo Zhao, burying her face in Luo Zhao's neck. This action was very sudden.
"Your Highness! I know this was wrong!"
"But... it's that bastard Gu Chengyin! He's despicable! He's shameless! He's inhuman! He used you to threaten me!"
"He said that if I didn't listen to him, he would violate you!"
These words were half true and half false.
Gu Chengyin had indeed threatened her with Luo Zhao's safety.
But Shangguan Yunying's reaction at the time wasn't entirely forced either.
But at a time like this, she could only say it this way.
Besides, Luo Zhao's hatred for Gu Chengyin wasn't a matter of just a day or two.
"So... so..."
Shangguan Yunying's voice grew quieter and quieter until it was almost inaudible.
Luo Zhao narrowed her eyes and finished the sentence for her:
"So you just let him do whatever he wanted to you?"
Her tone was cold, so cold that it chilled Shangguan Yunying's heart.
But she could not retreat.
Shangguan Yunying hummed in affirmation, while muttering softly:
"Didn't Your Highness say... to endure and yield for the time being, so I endured..."
These words were spoken very skillfully.
Framing active cooperation as temporary endurance, and framing her enjoyment as being for the sake of Her Highness.
Luo Zhao took a deep breath; of course she heard the underlying meaning in Shangguan Yunying's words.
But she did not expose her.
She merely scolded her with exasperation:
"You call that enduring? Why does it look to me like you were enjoying it?"
This hit the nail on the head.
Shangguan Yunying's face grew even redder.
But she knew that since Luo Zhao was saying this, her anger had already mostly dissipated.
At least the anger directed at her had.
As for how much anger was directed at Gu Chengyin, that was unknown.
As long as Luo Zhao was still willing to scold her, there was still room for salvation.
Shangguan Yunying hurriedly rubbed against Luo Zhao's neck like a coquettish cat:
"Your Highness, I was doing this to gain Gu Chengyin's trust!"
Her voice carried a fawning tone:
"If I didn't do this, how could I make him believe that you are still hypnotized, and how could we lock him in the dark room in the future!"
This sounded very high-sounding and righteous.
As if everything Shangguan Yunying had done was for Luo Zhao's grand plan.
This was bearing humiliation for a heavy burden, gaining trust, all for the ultimate counter-kill.
Luo Zhao snorted coldly.
But this cold snort no longer had the icy chill from before.
Then, Shangguan Yunying felt Luo Zhao's arms gently wrap around her.
This movement was very light, very natural.
It made a surge of wild joy rise in Shangguan Yunying's heart.
Her Highness had forgiven her!
But right at this moment.
Luo Zhao's voice came again:
"Yunying."
"Hmm?"
"Are you listening to me now, or to Gu Chengyin?"
This question was asked very suddenly.
But Shangguan Yunying did not hesitate at all, stating resolutely:
"Of course I am listening to Your Highness!"
These words were spoken without a moment of hesitation, coming straight from the heart.
"Since that is the case, do one thing for me, and I will forgive you."
Then, Luo Zhao lowered his head and whispered softly into Shangguan Yunying's ear.
Shangguan Yunying listened earnestly at first, but the more she heard, the more amiss things seemed.
By the end, her eyes were filled with sheer disbelief.
His Highness was crazy!
He actually said he wanted to see her get taken advantage of even more outrageously by Gu Chengyin!
And...
It had to be on this very bed!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
