Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!

Chapter 628 - 565: True Identity Exposed! (Part 2)

Scattered clothes fell onto the grass.

Xue Yinzhou’s palm caressed the slender waist of the female, sensing her tension, gently kneading the soft flesh at her waist. His cool voice was laced with allure, "Good girl, relax a little."

"Mmm~"

Shen Tang’s gaze gradually turned hazy, looking up at the twinkling stars in the night sky, which slowly blurred, as if witnessing dazzling fireworks blooming before her eyes, or countless shooting stars streaking across the sky.

Beside her ear was the increasingly heavy breathing of the man.

He bent her leg over his shoulder, slowly pressed his body down, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

A big bite, a small bite.

Slowly consuming her completely.

The gentle breeze in the forest brushed through the leaves, making a rustling sound, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds, intertwining with the lingering amorous sounds, composing a captivating nocturne...

This beautiful night belonged exclusively to the two of them, naturally reluctant to be disturbed by others.

It was not until the next morning that the two of them leisurely returned.

Shen Tang was so sleepy she couldn’t stop yawning, her eyelids heavy, about to fall asleep at any moment.

Xue Yinzhou, on the other hand, looked utterly satisfied, emanating an aura of joy. He carefully carried the drowsy female, the morning dew heavy, and deliberately wrapped her tightly in his coat, fearing she might catch a cold.

Xiao Jin saw from afar, gritting his teeth in anger.

This snake actually dares to criticize others, when he’s no different himself!

The innate inferiority of males!

Lu Xiao, however, was quite accustomed to it, saying nothing, merely instructing the kitchen to prepare food and allowing them to rest after eating.

These days, Ah Lian had been residing in the Imperial Palace, behaving quite obediently.

His temperament was gentle and polite, often offering to help, quickly mingling with the palace guards. Everyone liked this young man very much.

"Granny Lan, let me help you sweep the ground." Ah Lian took the broom from the hand of an elderly female.

Although most of the servants in the palace were male, the Monarch was, after all, a noble female, making it somewhat inconvenient for males to perform certain tasks. Therefore, the palace also hired some older female nannies, primarily responsible for daily personal service.

The old nanny was quite fond of this sensible and diligent young man and often chatted with him during her free time.

Ah Lian, as if unintentionally, asked, "Granny Lan, you’ve been in the palace for many years, right? You must have served Your Majesty for a long time."

Granny Lan replied proudly, "I’ve been in the palace for nearly twenty years! I used to serve the late Empress, and after Your Majesty ascended the throne, I’ve been serving her since. You could say I’ve watched Her Majesty grow, from a Princess to a Monarch..."

From the old nanny’s narrative, Ah Lian learned many past experiences of Your Majesty and couldn’t help but sigh, "It certainly hasn’t been easy for Your Majesty to come all this way."

"Indeed, who would have thought that a foster daughter, once exiled, could reach today’s position? This journey has truly been fraught with difficulties."

Alongside his admiration, Ah Lian also felt a bit puzzled, "Speaking of which, it’s quite strange. Back then, when Her Majesty and that Princess sister were born, they were mistakenly swapped at the hospital. Thinking back now, it’s like the grandest joke."

Even the old nanny in the palace found that event quite bizarre, but the world is full of such coincidences, "Her Majesty and the late Princess were both from the Cat Clan, and newborn kittens look particularly alike, so the mix-up is somewhat understandable."

"Her Majesty and the late Princess looked very similar in their true forms?"

"Indeed, you’ve never seen it, but they’re almost identical."

Curiously, Ah Lian asked, "What does Her Majesty’s true form look like?"

"She’s a small black-and-white female cat, particularly adorable when she was plump as a child, although Her Majesty seems a bit troubled by her appearance, rarely revealing her true form before others."

The young man paused, softly asking, "Are there any photos?"

"We wouldn’t dare take pictures secretly, but we have seen it a few times by chance."

"Can you describe to me specifically what Her Majesty’s true form looks like?"

The old nanny didn’t shy away, meticulously describing, "Although Her Majesty is a rare black-and-white cat, she’s quite different from ordinary black-and-white cats, looking particularly unique and cute."

"Half of her body is black, and the other half is white. I can’t remember other details very well, old age affects my memory... But I do recall Her Majesty’s tail seemed to be pure white! Fluffy like snow, very endearing!"

As the old nanny spoke, she suddenly slapped her forehead, "Oh dear, engrossed in chatting, I almost forgot I have other errands to run. I have to go now."

After she left, the young man stood alone in place, his aura suddenly becoming quietly bizarre, a nearly imperceptible red glint flashing in his eyes.

He gazed blankly in a certain direction.

If someone were to follow his gaze, they would surely recognize that it was the location of the Emperor’s sleeping chambers.

The young man slowly closed his eyes, his voice no longer gentle and weak as before, but rather possessing a trace of depth and eeriness.

He softly murmured,

"Xiao Cui Hua... Shen Tang... What is the real truth behind all this?"

In the past half-year, Fu Teng had worked diligently for the Empire, and it was at least half his effort that allowed the Purification Tree Platform to spread so swiftly across major areas and countries.

Shen Tang had also gradually relaxed her vigilance towards him, granting him a certain degree of freedom, allowing him not to be stationed long-term in polluted areas and to travel freely to and from the Imperial City.

This time returning to the palace, he originally intended to meet Shen Tang but encountered a stranger midway.

At first, he merely thought it was a newly arrived attendant in the palace and paid no mind.

Who knew that person would take the initiative to call out to him, a smile in their voice, "Long time no see, Fu Teng."

That greeting, casual, as if just a random road-side exchange.

Yet the coldness seeping through made Fu Teng instantly shiver, his entire body stiffening. He turned swiftly, looking at the boy waving at him.

The boy had ashen gray hair, a visage merely delicate and ordinary, yet his skin was unusually pale, and his frame emaciated, as if long ill.

Only those eyes, dark as the Abyss, and at the end of that Abyss seemed to be a trace of scarlet, fleeting.

"You... you are..." Fu Teng’s breath hitched, old fear gripping him, almost making him turn to flee.

The boy’s brow suddenly bore a blood mark, followed by countless blood-red threads emerging from the void, swiftly winding around Fu Teng’s body, embedding the blood mark deeply within him.

The boy walked closer leisurely, his voice lazy and arrogant,

"Do you think that escaping for a moment means escaping forever?"

"How laughable."

"In the end, you are my defeated foe, trapped as my captive."

This tone—was undeniably Necro!

Fu Teng’s mind reeled, how did he find this place?!

And Necro was equally puzzled: Why would Fu Teng appear in the Imperial Palace of the Night Glow Empire?

Images flashed through his mind, the foreign female who fled with Fu Teng back then, and Xue Yinzhou’s party who came to the rescue...

"Now, I have some questions for you."

Necro’s voice deepened,

"You must answer truthfully."