Chapter 153: The Night of the Bridal Chamber (First Update)

Listening to the footsteps gradually approaching outside the door, Ren Yidao was truly a bit panicked.

Huhu in total chaos!

Regardless of what this situation actually was, his first instinct was to run away.

This place is not a place to linger; of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing is the best!

But just as he thought to lift his leg, an unexpected, slight sound caused Ren Yidao's expression to change.

Clatter.

Hm?

He lowered his head, numbly lifted the red skirt... and then looked at his own ankle through the gap in the red bridal veil.

A chain.

And it was the kind of refined steel chain as thick as a finger.

Numb.

"... Damn it."

Ren Yidao truly felt his heart go numb.

All sorts of ominous, dangerous elements were maxed out!

What do you want to do to me?

No, no, no, no!

No matter what you want to do, you won't succeed today!

Huhu will never compromise!

It's just a chain; how could it possibly trap me, a Transformation Realm Great Demon!

With a surge of strength in his legs, Ren Yidao prepared to snap this wretched thing.

She looked at Ren Yidao with deep, gloomy eyes and sighed:

"Daoist, both you and I have lost."

The bright red decorations in the room brought no romantic atmosphere; the two youths dressed in wedding attire sat and stood, staring at each other in silence.

"I advise you not to waste your effort; in your current state, there is no way to break free from the Demon-Locking Chain."

Damn it!

Li Fengyao!

You aren't serious, are you!?

I was just playing with you before; why did you take it for real?

I...

"Daoist, are you awake?"

At this moment, within this Fox Tail Clone, there was not a shred of power...

On the contrary, his ankle was being chafed painfully by the iron chain.

Harm me?

Do you want me to speak like this?

Ren Yidao said nothing; in a foul mood, he didn't even want to make a single reaction.

"Hmph, hm? Ha! Ha... hm???"

He just wanted to ensure Li Fengyao remained within his line of sight; he absolutely could not expose his back to the other party...

"Sigh..."

When Ren Yidao attempted to escape, the sound he made did not escape the notice of the Second Prince outside the door.

What the hell is this situation?

Men with men, cross-dressing, secret room, imprisonment, coercion, uniforms, candles...

Or rather, the last one is the most important to me right now.

Li Long incarnated as Jia Ming precisely to seize the power of the chancellery into his own hands.

Time ticked away second by second, and Ren Yidao's true body had already arrived near the Imperial Palace, beginning to search for his Fox Tail by following the connection.

This was not some affectionate gaze; at least, to Ren Yidao, it absolutely was not.

This bridegroom sighed, walked to the table, and untied the large red flower hanging on his chest.

"Heh, the Daoist is quite composed; Feng Yao admires that."

He rose from the bed, casually pulled off the veil on his head, and sat down on the chair opposite just like that.

Creak—

What I'm afraid of now is that you want to screw me...

It's just like a mortal!

Ren Yidao:?

Li Fengyao sat on the chair and raised his hand to pour two cups of wine.

That is to say, Li Long was no longer inside the Imperial Palace; otherwise, given Ren Yidao's panicked concealment methods at this moment, he would likely have been discovered long ago.

But just as Ren Yidao had a faint sensation, Li Fengyao moved.

"Also, why are you wearing this outfit!?"

Crack!

His legs were spread, but the chain did not snap.

"I thought the Daoist would keep holding it in, waiting for me to speak."

This fellow Li Fengyao was wearing a bridegroom's outfit, matching the one on his own body!

"Let's make a long story short; my patience is limited right now."

Even if there were some minor episodes with Wanhua Valley along the way, the final result would not change.

"Since the Daoist doesn't have much patience, in short, let's start with the result..."

Family, there's a downer of a man!

Finally, after Li Fengyao drank a cup, Ren Yidao could not help but sigh, giving up the idea of continuing to play charades.

The youth, draped in wedding robes, narrowed his eyes, suppressing the urge to curse, and smacked his lips at that fair face, asking:

"What are you going to do to me?"

No, no, no, I am truly not afraid of you harming me.

Then, he discovered one thing...

Ren Yidao: "..."

"It seems to be over there... Oh no!"

It concerns the chastity of Huhu!

Very satisfied with the youth's cooperation, Li Fengyao raised his wine cup to clink it, promising:

"Please rest assured, Daoist, Feng Yao will not harm you."

Shocked in his heart, Ren Yidao still managed to maintain his facial expression on the surface, knitting his brows tightly.

How could I possibly not be anxious, damn it!?

Frowning as he looked back, Ren Yidao was not at all interested in this matter he had long known about.

Their gazes remained fixed on each other, shifting with the slightest movement.

He kept his composure, frowning as he stared back at Li Fengyao.

Oh.

???

As long as his gaze did not move away, this guy would not move.

Ah, I really couldn't have guessed that at all—

"Why am I here? Why am I wearing these clothes? Why is there not a shred of Dharma Power in my body?"

But facing the cold questioning, Li Fengyao was not in the least bit anxious; he slowly pushed the wine cup in front of him toward Ren Yidao and smiled:

"Daoist, do not be anxious. The night is still long; why not listen to Feng Yao tell you slowly."

Admiring the youth's composure, Li Fengyao sighed:

"Feng Yao was greatly shocked when I learned the truth."

Watching the other's smooth and natural movements, his face twitched involuntarily.

What matter?

Hehehe.

I didn't intend to win in the first place anyway.

Li Fengyao pushed the door open, gently leaning his body against the door frame, smiling at the "little bride" sitting on the red bed.

Watching Ren Yidao's resentful demeanor, Li Fengyao shook his head with a chuckle, saying playfully:

"However, Feng Yao does not know what matter the Daoist is asking about?"

I am so surprised—

Ren Yidao's expression was cold, having no intention to continue bickering with him, and he spoke coldly:

"Stop playing dumb with me."

"Tail! Where is my tail!!?"

Wow—

This point did not exceed Ren Yidao's expectations at all.

"Stop talking in riddles, just say it straight."

Not until this moment did Ren Yidao realize what he had ignored earlier due to the massive shock.

Demon-Locking Chain!!?

What is going on... have I been exposed?

How could it be like this—

"Jia Ming is the final winner."

The purity of my tail!

Any later, and something major would happen.

"... So?"

But now that he was the meat on the chopping block, Ren Yidao frowned without refuting, taking the wine cup he handed over.

Increasingly appreciative of Ren Yidao's calmness, Li Fengyao changed the subject and said in a deep voice:

"But... Jia Ming's true identity is actually my imperial father, the current Emperor."

Forget these trivial details, hurry up and say the main point, damn it!

Seeing the look in Ren Yidao's eyes as if he were about to explode, Li Fengyao finally stopped stalling.

"You were severely injured by Venerable Rose of Wanhua Valley and require a special method of treatment."

"And I happen to have a set of cultivation techniques here."