To purge the excess Dark Fall corruption, Bai Yue Ling needed to sleep with Shi Qianla.
But… was it really just sleeping?
Facing Shi Qianla, who leaned in close, Bai Yue Ling clutched the rose, at a loss. The confident swagger she’d shown in front of Huilian vanished instantly.
How did she go from boldly proclaiming her harem ambitions to having a harem member show up at her door so fast?!
Nervously looking up at Shi Qianla, she stammered, “Uh… I’m not sleepy at all. I just napped with Trineph all afternoon.”
“Isn’t that perfect?”
Shi Qianla stepped forward, her shapely legs clad in glossy black stockings pressing firmly between Bai Yue Ling’s slightly parted thighs, preventing her from closing them out of nervousness or shyness.
Then, closing her eyes, Shi Qianla sniffed Bai Yue Ling. Beyond the faint scent of sweat from the glossy stockings, there was a trace of mature feminine aura, hinting that this silver-haired, curvaceous girl had recently been in another intimate encounter.
But Shi Qianla didn’t mind. Her eyes lit up as she leaned toward Bai Yue Ling’s neck, taking a deep breath, a faint look of satisfaction crossing her face.
“Besides the First Princess, there’s even the Queen’s scent… Little White, you’re truly a sinful woman.”
Bai Yue Ling swallowed hard, tense, “H-How can you even smell that?”
“Don’t let my role as the Third Princess’s secretary fool you. I’ve been in the palace for 50 years. I’ve held both the First Princess and Her Majesty when they were children,” Shi Qianla said, her hands sliding down to pinch Bai Yue Ling’s soft waist through the glossy stockings, leaving a faint red mark, mirroring the flush on Bai Yue Ling’s face.
“And, Little White, you’re the type who leaves traces easily—not just scents but lip marks, pinch marks, slaps… It’s obvious at a glance.”
“W-Wait, let’s talk this out…”
Under the big sister’s pressure, Bai Yue Ling retreated until her back hit a stone wall, her plump hips slightly flattened on one side. Only then did she calm down a bit.
Shi Qianla was the kind of big sister she feared most—smarter, craftier, more cautious, and vastly experienced, always maintaining control with ease.
The bratty girl’s advantages were dismantled one by one, leaving Bai Yue Ling helplessly at her mercy.
With nowhere to escape, Shi Qianla’s fingers teasingly grazed her jaw, leaning so close their faces were a mere palm’s width apart.
“Little White, do you remember our promise?”
Bai Yue Ling watched Shi Qianla draw closer, catching a faint, refreshing scent, her face flushing slightly.
“What promise? I don’t recall any—mmph?!”
Her attempt at deflection was cut off as Shi Qianla made her stand on tiptoe. Bai Yue Ling trembled with each breath, her face as red as if she were holding her breath, her ears filled with the sound of heated breaths.
After a long moment, Shi Qianla pulled back, smirking, “98 more to go.”
Bai Yue Ling panted softly, her seasoned self caught off guard, reacting like a girl experiencing her first love.
“W-What… If the remaining 98 are like this, I’ll die of exhaustion… Guh?!”
“97.”
“Wait! Can you not—Whimper~!”
“96.”
“Haa… I-I surrender…”
“95…”
As the count continued, Bai Yue Ling’s lips parted involuntarily, revealing her warm, moist mouth and pearly white teeth, her lips glistening with moisture.
“80 now~”
Shi Qianla pressed her forehead against Bai Yue Ling’s, hooking her flexible waist and pulling her into an embrace, whispering softly, “79 left~”
Bai Yue Ling’s tongue peeked out, her gaze dazed, pleading softly, “I-I surrender… Shi Qianla… no more…”
Shi Qianla grinned mischievously, “Oh? Wasn’t Little White the cocky, bratty girl before? How’d you turn into a weak little receiver~?”
Bai Yue Ling panted lightly, Shi Qianla’s words stirring a deep sense of humiliation, making her lower her head.
The stark contrast between her earlier bravado and current helplessness didn’t just excite Shi Qianla—it stirred Bai Yue Ling herself.
Why does a bratty girl like me get bullied into submission by a dominant big sister?
Perhaps, in front of big sisters, a bratty girl’s role was merely to spice things up.
“Let’s go,” Shi Qianla bent down, hooking Bai Yue Ling’s knees and lifting her gently, “Let’s find a spot in the palace and have a good sleep~”
Unable to resist, Bai Yue Ling let Shi Qianla carry her in a princess hold.
“Won’t the palace be too dangerous?”
“Dangerous? The palace is the safest place in the kingdom.”
“No, I mean, someone might find us…”
“Find what?” Shi Qianla teased, “We’re just sleeping, right? What’s Little White worried about? Or… are you not satisfied with just sleeping?”
“I’m not…”
“Alright, just kidding~” Shi Qianla gestured around, “Before being Viki’s secretary, I was the Queen’s advisor. I know the palace like the back of my hand—the guards’ patrol schedules, the layout of every plant and tree, all planned by me.”
“You’re that impressive and don’t have your own room?”
“Oh, I do, but it’s right next to the First Princess’s. I’m worried a single sound might draw her over, and then I wouldn’t get to enjoy Little White all to myself~”
“Ugh… fine…”
Bai Yue Ling’s voice grew softer, her body leaning against Shi Qianla, subconsciously savoring the lingering softness on her lips.
Big sister’s taste is amazing…
Lost in her thoughts, Bai Yue Ling looked around, realizing she’d been brought to a scenic grassy clearing.
Shi Qianla’s toes dug into the soil, lifting gently to reveal a hidden door buried beneath, opening to a small room below.
“This is a shelter I designed myself, meant to protect against large-scale magical airstrikes during war…”
Shi Qianla, still holding Bai Yue Ling, leapt down lightly. The door above closed automatically, and magic lamps lit up, revealing a small room akin to a doomsday bunker. It was fully equipped with daily necessities, ample food and water, and a soft bed big enough for two.
“The soundproofing here rivals a silencing barrier, and hardly anyone comes near. No matter how loud you get, no one will hear.”
Shi Qianla gently placed Bai Yue Ling on the bed, whispering, “Little White, ready?”
“B-But it’s never been used before…”
“Ready for what? I just want to sleep!”
“After napping all afternoon, you can still sleep?”
“Whimper…”
What Bai Yue Ling and Shi Qianla didn’t know was that they weren’t alone in the room.
At the same time, under the bed, Viki, who had just escaped from a confinement cell, lay wide-eyed, hands clamped over her mouth, not daring to make a sound.
What are those two doing?!