Chapter 1347

You've been asleep long enough, haven't you? Must be twenty hours by now.

Wen Xia strode in with her usual carefree air, as if returning to her own room: "You haven't eaten several meals—aren't you hungry at all? Aren't you worried about starving Lemon?"

"I ate a lot before bed, so I'm not feeling very hungry now." Luo Quan shook her head, her tone calm.

Wen Xia chuckled: "Then you won't be eating Aunt Luo's braised beef later, either?"

"How could I not!" Luo Quan snapped her eyes open. "I haven't eaten in twenty hours—just because I'm not hungry now doesn't mean I won't be in a few minutes, alright?"

"Your mouth is the hardest part of you, head to toe." Wen Xia burst out laughing, but as she laughed, her brows furrowed: "Luo Quan, you seem a bit off."

"What's off?"

"You're so... how did you get this swollen!" Wen Xia pointed at Luo Quan's chest. The originally loose sleepwear was now strained tight, the buttons looking ready to pop at any moment.

Logically, after pregnancy, the lower abdomen should swell, not the chest—how did it end up here? Could it be internal bleeding?!

Thinking this, Wen Xia didn't hesitate any further—she directly yanked open Luo Quan's sleepwear buttons, wanting to see what was going on.

"Wait, I—"

Luo Quan had only spoken halfway when she gave a helpless expression.

To sleep comfortably at night, she wore basically nothing under her sleepwear.

And Wen Xia moved with such speed that even "quick and thoughtful" couldn't describe her fingers' dexterity.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Quan's sleepwear had split open to both sides.

"Ah..."

After opening Luo Quan's sleepwear, Wen Xia found no abnormal symptoms—only ended up blushing deeply herself.

"You're ridiculous—wearing just a sleepwear in this cold weather, aren't you afraid of catching a chill?" Wen Xia said, fastening Luo Quan's sleepwear back up, "Even if you're not afraid of the cold, you have to think of Lemon."

"If you don't undo the buttons, I won't get cold." Luo Quan pursed her lips.

"Wait!" Wen Xia suddenly realized something—it seemed Luo Quan had gotten bigger again!

The two of them often soaked together, so they knew each other's figures extremely well.

But just now, Luo Quan's figure seemed noticeably different from before!

To get to the bottom of it, Wen Xia pulled Luo Quan's sleepwear open again.

After examining closely, Wen Xia was certain: Luo Quan had grown another size!

"You didn't missee—she went from F to G."

Luo Quan brushed Wen Xia's hand away while fastening her buttons.

"How could this be?!" Wen Xia clutched her head in frustration, "I've tried every way to improve my figure, but progress is painfully slow—why do you keep growing without doing anything? Are you a reincarnated dairy cow?!"

"You're the one who's a reincarnated dairy cow!" Luo Quan rolled her eyes. "It's just because I'm pregnant—later I'll need to feed Lemon, so of course I have to get a bit bigger."

"Exactly!" Wen Xia suddenly understood, "So if I got pregnant, could my figure improve just as quickly as yours?"

Luo Quan laughed through tears: "In theory, yes—but where would you borrow seed from?

And this improvement is temporary—after weaning, you'll return to what you were."

"Seems so." Wen Xia sighed, "But honestly, your current R quantity is truly downright shameless—even in sleepwear it's dangerously sexy. I can't even imagine what you'd look like in a T-shirt or bikini—I bet the supermod would ban you on sight."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Luo Quan's expression turned solemn.

"Not exaggerated?" Wen Xia laughed outright, "You think I undid those buttons so fast for no reason? I only undid half, and then it popped open by itself—see how much this clothing dislikes your current lush figure?"

"Scram scram scram." Luo Quan waved her hands at Wen Xia—she was completely flustered now.

Though she kept telling herself that wearing looser clothes would reduce the visual impact, now it seemed just her own wishful thinking.

Actually, the problem is serious—she deliberately chose this oversized sleepwear to avoid discomfort from pregnancy-related changes.

Even this is noticeable—imagine what formal wear would look like.

"Haha, I suddenly realized being too well-built isn't all good either—coming up, you probably can't stream anymore, or you'll become the first boss banned by your own platform."

Wen Xia laughed at Luo Quan, her voice full of teasing.

After leaving the room, Luo Quan fell into silence.

Though the system did say things would return to normal after weaning,

that's at least a year away—does that mean I can't show my face for a whole year?

Obviously not.

After thinking it over, she still had to deal with it quickly.

"System, is there really no other way to fix this? 36G is genuinely too exaggerated." Luo Quan called out to the system again.

"Not that there isn't."

The system's words energized Luo Quan: "I knew you had a solution—hurry up and tell me!"

"Remember the Fantasy Continent? That's the game you transplanted into the Wan Yu, where you became the Succubus Queen with abilities—but you've hardly used any related powers so far."

"What other abilities could the Succubus Queen have? Isn't she just the Western fantasy version of Daji?" Luo Quan rolled her eyes.

I thought the system might have a good idea, but listening to this, it doesn't sound very reliable.

"Don't rush—this isn't finished yet. In the game, the Succubus Queen is set as the most beautiful being, with perfect looks and body curves, so she might be quite full-figured, but not bloated.

However, this ability only becomes available after you fully inherit the Succubus Queen's legacy—then the Perfect Force will automatically correct your figure, making optimal adjustments to all flaws, of course including your shameless X quantity."

"If you say that word one more time, I swear you'll never get energy from the Wan Yu world again!" Luo Quan nearly gritted her teeth at the system.

"Sorry." The system really wilted this time, not daring to utter another word, then began explaining properly: "After the host inherits the Succubus legacy, it merely lets players and your subjects know of your existence—beyond your territory, no one notices.

To fully obtain Succubus power, you need the world's will to acknowledge you.

The condition is also simple: just let the main plane know you've become the Succubus Queen."

Luo Quan frowned skeptically: "Sounds simple enough—are you sure just this one step is enough?"

Miss Luo Quan asked with a face full of suspicion, "It sounds simple listening to it, are you sure only this one step is needed?"

"Confirmed."

"There won't be any special downsides waiting to screw me over, right?"

The System was silent for a moment, then replied: "There are, but they actually won't affect you."

"I knew it." Luo Quan let out a cold heh-heh laugh. "Tell me, what downsides."

"Succubus, and a Queen at that. After fully inheriting her power, you'll more or less pick up some habits — like liking to drink milk-like beverages, liking to toy with people's hearts, liking to reward yourself."

"Of course, all of this is within a controlled range, absolutely won't exceed your will. That I can guarantee."

After hearing the System's words, Luo Quan began to hesitate.

The first two were still acceptable; worst case she'd just drink Real Fruit Juice and Nutri-Express from now on.

As for toying with people's hearts — does playing fans like fiddles count?

As for rewarding herself, she usually liked rewarding herself plenty anyway. The key was not knowing whether a one-plus-one-greater-than-three situation might occur.

But considering her body was outstanding enough, dodging a bit of reward didn't seem like much of a problem.

Anyway, only heard of cows worked to death, never heard of fields plowed ruined.

Since that was the case, there was nothing to worry about.

"Asking one last time. Just notify everyone on the main plane, then I can inherit this power, and the side effects won't be too big. Is that it."

The System answered in a sincere tone: "Correct."

"Sigh, why do I have a feeling I'm gonna get screwed by you again."

"Host, speaking from the heart — in all this time, have you really been screwed over?"

Luo Quan thought for a bit. Seemed she really hadn't: "Fine, I was overthinking it."

Decision made, Luo Quan did the same as before — went downstairs first to fill her stomach.

This time Mom's braised beef was exceptionally delicious, and the meat was remarkably tender; even the tendons melted in the mouth.

Luo Quan had been hungry for nearly a day; this meal she straight-up ate five whole big bowls.

If it were normal times, right now she'd already be seventy percent full, but ordinary food definitely couldn't satisfy Ningning's needs. After returning to her room she'd still have to wait for digestion a while before she could continue drinking milk.

But now with the Super Big Stomach King talent, this amount of intake couldn't even fill one-tenth of her stomach.

Now, she could finally eat to her heart's content without any scruples.

This time, Luo Ning finally got a taste of revenge. First time since she could speak, she told Luo Quan in a satisfied tone: "Mama, I'm full."

Hearing her daughter's contented words, Luo Quan felt the hardships of this period didn't seem to be in vain after all.

Although the aftereffects were still a bit embarrassing, it was all for the child anyway.

"Good that you're full. From now on Mama will make sure Ningning you eat your fill every day."

Luo Quan rubbed her belly with a heart full of joy, then flopped down and fell asleep.

Come to think of it, the last time she entered the fantasy world was over a month ago during Lu Ci's time.

Although she'd been having AI help her operate characters in that world, she knew nothing of what happened inside, and had no idea how Vivian and the others were doing now.

When Luo Quan opened her eyes, she discovered she was lying on the bed in the academy dormitory.

Memories of this period surged toward her like a tide. After understanding everything, Luo Quan's heart sank with a silent "uh-oh."

Just knew something would go wrong while I was gone. Sure enough, Vivian got caught up in a case and has already been taken by the Tribunal.

This case is extremely thorny, because it involves the royal family of the Dulinghan Empire.

Precisely speaking, she was implicated in the dispute over the kingdom's succession.

Struggles for the throne have always been bloody and leave no room for compromise. For both sides, it's either you die or I live.

And the root cause of this tragedy largely stems from the current Emperor's guidance and tacit approval.

Emperor Richard Mo the Great of Dulinghan ascended the throne young, and has reigned for over fifty years now.

In his youth he was also wise and sagacious, regarded as Dulinghan's restorer. He proposed many steady-improvement policies, and while diligently governing for the people he was also extremely frugal — a model of a wise ruler for the ages.

However, as if cursed, it seems every wise and mighty emperor, when his life nears its end, becomes muddleheaded.

Who knows when it started, but Richard Mo developed a massive suspicion toward the Crown Prince.

Looking at those talents he himself had sent to the Crown Prince's side, Richard Mo actually began to worry whether they were truly loyal to the Crown Prince.

Richard Mo was afraid — afraid that on some stormy night, the Crown Prince would storm the palace backed by these people, then seize his throne.

No Emperor would willingly give up the royal power in his hands, even if he was already decrepit, even if the successor was the best candidate he himself had chosen.

Obsession with supreme power, collapse of trust in the vigorous Crown Prince — these tortured Richard Mo day and night.

Finally, this wise monarch made a decision that shocked everyone: to favor his youngest son, Imperial Prince Edward, with treatment far exceeding that of an ordinary Imperial Prince.

Compared to his elder brother, Imperial Prince Edward was more handsome, had higher talent in the clan's ultimate art, the Mad Lion Dou Qi, and also possessed an affinity that made everyone feel comfortable.

Commoners all said the Little Imperial Prince and the Emperor in his youth were practically cast from the same mold.

Of course, if it were just these street rumors, that would be that.

The key was Richard Mo himself also began showing excessive favor toward his youngest son — for instance, attending important occasions, bringing only him along; for instance, tacitly allowing his youngest son to place his own subordinates into the kingdom's key departments.

This series of actions was practically writing the words "replace the Crown Prince" on his face.

Raymond had sat in the Crown Prince position for over thirty years, and from start to finish behaved with great patience.

Because everyone dies. The Emperor's seat would be his sooner or later anyway. Why should he rush?

But this time he truly panicked, because in his younger brother he saw favor he had never possessed.

Crown Prince Raymond soon realized his throne faced a powerful challenger, and behind this challenger stood his own father-king.

If Crown Prince Raymond directly admitted defeat, went to his father as a son to apologize and weep bitterly, perhaps it could still awaken the old Emperor's pity and avoid tragedy.

But at this point Crown Prince Raymond was no longer just one person. Behind him were bound the interests of countless families and individuals.

Even if he were willing to give up, his backers would absolutely not agree.

So Crown Prince Raymond decided to fight back. He would use strength to tell his younger brother why your big brother can be your big brother.

Thus, with Richard Mo fanning the flames, Crown Prince Raymond and Imperial Prince Edward launched a seven-year-long struggle for the throne.

And Lilith was also thus drawn into it.