“What’s wrong, Master?” Inside Chen Xing’s body, Little Dragon Girl, who was enjoying being wrapped in darkness, sensed something was off, because she felt the darkness squirming faster, and the temperature rising quite a bit.
She wanted to ask Freya, who wasn’t far away, if she felt it too, but unfortunately, Little Dragon Girl couldn’t speak right now.
“Is Master fighting the Queen? Did it start this soon? Oh well, I’ll just quietly cheer her on.
She’s invincible! The Queen’s no match for her.”
Thinking this, Little Dragon Girl slowly closed her eyes, full of confidence in her master.
“Gulp.” Chen Xing swallowed hard, her hands trembling with excitement as she tried to take off her clothes.
But then Chen Xing ran into a problem—she didn’t know how to take this outfit off! The clothes had a chest binder and a waist cincher, with tons of straps and buttons all on the back, and Chen Xing just couldn’t undo them.
“Your Majesty, I… I don’t know how to take this off.” After struggling for a while, Chen Xing finally muttered to the Queen in a small voice.
“I’ll call someone to help.”
“No! Absolutely not!” Chen Xing immediately refused, then continued, “I’m your bride, why should someone else undress me?” This was their wedding night—who lets outsiders undress the bride? The Queen might not care, but Chen Xing definitely did! “That would be more efficient.”
“You want efficiency? If you let someone else undress me, I won’t cooperate later! Let’s see which way is faster!” Chen Xing put on a stubborn look, and the Queen didn’t say anything when she saw her like that.
But soon, Chen Xing felt the temperature around her drop.
“She’s mad? Is she going to kill me?” Chen Xing thought, but quickly realized she was wrong.
The Queen conjured a few thin ice blades and precisely cut every strap on Chen Xing’s clothes.
The next second, without warning, all of Chen Xing’s clothes fell off, including her underwear, leaving her completely naked in front of the Queen.
“Ah!” Chen Xing let out a scream and instinctively clamped her legs together, covering her chest with her hands.
Then Chen Xing realized something was off.
“Huh? Why am I acting like a little girl? I’ve felt weird since the start.”
Thinking about what the Queen was about to do to her, Chen Xing got even stranger, completely losing her usual witchy boldness, turning soft all over.
She even started thinking of herself as the bride, like a bullied little wife.
“We’re both girls! Why am I the bride? What am I thinking! Chen Xing, you’re a witch! Where’s that attitude you have when you bully Freya and Little Dragon Girl? Don’t act like a weakling! Toughen up!” Honestly, Chen Xing looked beautiful right now.
She stood there naked, the soft light from the ice lamps in the room shining on her, making her look even more stunning.
Her skin was smooth and fair, flawless, like a piece of white jade, glowing softly in the gentle light.
Her pretty eyes were full of shyness, looking away with a hint of confusion.
Her cheeks were flushed, her expression shy and a little scared, like a flower about to bloom, making people want to pick her but afraid to hurt her.
She was tall, with full, perky breasts, a slender waist, long straight legs, and a round, firm butt… What a perfect girl.
Anyone, man or woman, would lose control seeing this, but unfortunately, she was facing the Queen.
The Queen showed no emotion at all at the sight of Chen Xing’s beautiful body.
“So annoying.” Being ignored for her beauty was really frustrating.
“Get on the bed.”
“O-okay.” Chen Xing nodded, eyes darting away.
Even though she’d just tried to psych herself up, her eyes betrayed her.
Chen Xing was still really nervous.
The big soft bed was freezing cold in the minus thirty degree room, even with a down mattress.
The Queen didn’t care at all, not even thinking to light a fire for Chen Xing.
“I-is it about to happen?” Chen Xing lay on the icy bed, her mind racing with what was about to happen, curling up tight with nerves.
She wanted to stretch out, but didn’t dare.
Chen Xing thought the Queen would get on the bed, but instead, the Queen walked back to her desk and took out a piece of paper.
“Your Majesty, w-what are you doing?” “Studying.” The Queen answered coldly, looking at the paper that described what she was about to do.
“Uh… you have to study?” “Yes.” The Queen walked to the bed with the paper, then started taking off her own clothes.
The Queen’s figure was perfect, not as voluptuous as Freya, but every part was just right—not too thin, not too curvy.
Her curves were flawless, her skin snowy white, and with that icy aura, she reminded Chen Xing of a comic character she’d loved as a kid.
“Almost forgot.”
Suddenly, the Queen remembered something, went to the desk, took out a flowerpot and a seed, planted the seed, and poured some unknown liquid on it.
In just a few seconds, a green sprout broke through the soil, growing slowly but visibly.
“So this is the vine the elves use to reproduce, like Lidi Xi said? Speaking of which, the elves have one of my treasures too.
I’ll have to visit them sometime, and next time I won’t be on ‘defense’.”
As Chen Xing thought this, the Queen brought the potted plant to the bedside table.
“It’ll take time to grow, so let’s do foreplay.”
The Queen climbed onto the bed, sitting between Chen Xing’s legs, eyes on the paper.
“W-we need foreplay too?” “I can only extract your essence when you reach your limit.
According to the instructions, girls are different from men, so I need to get you emotionally worked up.”
If Chen Xing were a man, it would be simple—the instructions for men were just a few lines.
But since Chen Xing was a girl, the page was full, every detail described, all so the Queen could extract her essence more efficiently.
“You’re really blunt, huh.”
Chen Xing didn’t expect the Queen to just say it outright.
Wasn’t she afraid she’d run away? “If you try to run, I’ll freeze you.”
That was as direct as it got.
Tonight, I’m going to drain you dry, and you’re not getting away, so just lie there and take it.
