Chapter 69: What to do… What should I do…

In an alley in Luo City, there was only a small tailor shop.

The shop wasn’t particularly famous; or rather, perhaps because the location was too remote, it didn’t have many customers throughout the day.

But as long as you went inside, you would see a beautiful proprietress and a cute Little Girl.

The proprietress had many styles of clothing and wore something different every day, but no matter how she changed, the only constants were that cool tube top and the high-slit skirt.

She walked with an elegant cat-like gait, and her graceful figure challenged the instincts of deoxyribonucleic acid.

So, if any man destined to enter the shop was overcome by lust and tried to get handsy, well, “there’s a blade above the word lust,” and Brother Cheng is still laughing in the sky.

Not only would they fail to even touch the hem of the proprietress’s clothes, but they would lose their lives instead.

The next day, you would see those lechers dead in some corner of a street, and the official announcement would always be “he couldn’t get over his own troubles and ended his own life.”

In a sense, they really couldn’t “get over” their own troubles.

Of course, if you were destined to enter this tailor shop and sincerely wanted to buy clothes…

The beautiful proprietress would generously make clothes for them. She used Mortal World fabrics, but the workmanship was extremely fine, and the value for money was incredibly high.

The clothes were usually finished within half an hour. It was cash for goods, and the beautiful proprietress didn’t seem to care at all how much the other party paid.

However, once they walked out of the alley, they would find they could no longer find the location of that tailor shop, and they wouldn’t even have any impression of that beautiful proprietress.

At dawn, when the horizon was just turning fish-belly white, the tailor shop was already open. Doing business at daybreak was her habit.

The beautiful proprietress sat on a chair with her legs together, and a Little Girl lay on her shapely thighs.

The Little Girl had a pair of fox ears, fluffy and soft, and a tail wagged behind her. Seeing her made one feel an urge to rub her until she went bald!

A person walked into the tailor shop.

“Is the guest here to have clothes made?”

Chu Yaoyao gently stroked the hair of the Little Girl on her lap, speaking in her habitual seductive voice.

“Make one,” the man said in a muffled voice.

“What type does the Young Master want?”

“Mourning clothes!”

As soon as the man finished speaking, the woman’s small hand, which had been stroking Yaya’s silver-white hair, stopped.

She raised her eyes, her fox-like eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the man before her. “A great figure once said, ‘Even if that place becomes a black hole, it is the place I yearn for my whole life.'”

“Someone also said, ‘The shaded path you yearn for is actually covered in white frost every morning and night,'” the man replied.

“Did Lady Su Ying send you?”

“Indeed. Lady Su Ying has confirmed that Your Highness is in Luo City.” The man took off his black hat, revealing a muscular face. “Chu Yaoyao, have you forgotten your mission?”

“I haven’t forgotten.”

A cold glint flashed through Chu Yaoyao’s eyes.

“I belong to the Demon Son’s lineage of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. I practice the Sun and Moon Law specifically to be Your Highness’s Cauldron. One day, I will give this pure body to Your Highness to help him raise his Realm!”

“It’s good that you remember. Remember, it was the Ten Thousand Demon Sect that raised you. Your mission is to be Your Highness’s Cauldron! And what kind of figure is Your Highness?

He is the light! He is the sun! He is an existence that stands above this world! To be His Highness’s Cauldron is your honor!

His Highness is now injured. If you help him recover from his injuries, your existence will be higher than everything else!”

“Higher than everything else?” Chu Yaoyao chuckled, her fox eyes full of disdain. “If my life is gone, what ‘higher than everything else’ is there to talk about?”

“What do you mean?”

“Cluck, cluck, cluck,” Chu Yaoyao covered her face and let out a hen-like laugh. “It means nothing. It’s just, why should I, Chu Yaoyao, die for a man?! And why should I give my pure body to a filthy man?”

As she finished speaking, mist began to spread continuously within the shop.

At some point, the young girl on Chu Yaoyao’s lap had disappeared. Chu Yaoyao, with a fox’s head and a human body, lay across the couch. Beneath her slit qipao, her slender legs were intertwined.

Perhaps it was because he had been single for too long, but even though she had a fox’s head, this muscular man actually found her to be quite fair and delicate.

“You devil, come here.” A seductive voice rang in his mind. A fox charm technique at the Nascent Soul level could hook one’s soul.

However, the muscular man took out a small notebook from his robes. On the notebook were written the words “Quotations of Your Highness.”

Then the muscular man opened it. On the first page, it read:

“Women will only affect the speed of your cultivation!”

Second page:

“With no woman in your heart, the intent of your sword will naturally emerge.”

Third page:

“Is cultivation no longer fun, or is sleeping no longer sweet? Women, what are those?”

“Your Highness! I understand!” The muscular man took a deep breath and threw a punch! Instantly, the mist in the room dissipated.

“Tsk.”

Only a clicking sound came from the room, followed by a fox claw lunging toward his back.

At the same time, Chu Yaoyao sent a mental transmission to Yaya, who was hidden in the shadows: “Run!”

Yaya, who was squatting in a corner with her head in her hands, was very afraid, but she didn’t want to leave Sister Yaoyao behind!

“Go! He doesn’t know your bloodline! Nothing must happen to you! Go!”

Chu Yaoyao shouted again in Yaya’s mind. At the same time, a violent surge of spiritual energy blew Yaya away. She then activated a Magic Formation, locking down the entire tailor shop and turning it into its own small world.

“Sister Yaoyao… Sister Yaoyao…”

Yaya kept banging on the door, but she couldn’t break in no matter what.

“What to do… What should I do…”

Yaya was so anxious she was about to cry.

“Sister Qinger… I need to find Sister Qinger…” Not even six years old and understanding nothing, Yaya ran toward Lin Xun’s courtyard.

Sister Qinger will definitely be able to save Sister Yaoyao!

In the early morning, Lin Xun smacked his lips and habitually reached out to embrace the person beside him, only to find the spot empty.

Opening his eyes dizzily, he looked at the empty space beside the bed. Only a hint of her fragrance remained, but she was gone.

Only then did Lin Xun remember that his wife had gone on a business trip.

Although Lin Xun didn’t need to worry about his wife’s safety—after all, Qinger was still wearing the hairpin he gave her, and the City Lord of Luocheng was only going to the Imperial Capital of Qian Kingdom to report on his duties, so danger was even less likely.

But…

It was the second day since Qinger left, and he missed her.

Just as Lin Xun finished dressing and was doing his daily washing before heading out to teach, there was a heavy knocking at the door.

“Yaya?”

Opening the door, Lin Xun saw Yaya standing outside with her little face covered in tears… 【Thanks to “Linglan Bansheng” for 2000 Qidian Coins, “Prague’s Sang” for 1500 Qidian Coins, “No Stranger, No Sound” for 500 Qidian Coins, and other book friends for their tips ~~~ (ω)】