Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 53

I glanced at him: What are you yelling for? Don't disturb me while I'm doing my business!

I buried my head in his neck and gently licked and rubbed it. His pearly teeth left marks.

He hummed softly. I smiled silently and worked even harder.

Ziyi… I stroked his back, kneading his firm skin. Ziyi… he groaned softly, instinctively hugging me tighter, wanting more. Damn it, getting you is just a matter of opening my mouth. I kissed him, leaving little red marks. I pressed my lips against his belly, licking and biting. I can vent my anger this way too, I'll bite you to death.

Yi...be gentle; damn it! You can even yell like that. You deserve a bite.

I freed up my other hand. Relocating the base...

Chou Qian's body trembled, but he instantly regained his senses, pushing away my hands that were groping him. He hurriedly straightened his clothes, his face still flushed, and his body covered in hickeys. "Shen Ziyi, don't go too far!" Chou Qian said forcefully. "Tch! I wonder who was cheering just now!" I sat on the floor, chin in hand: "What? Not satisfied? Want to try again?" I elegantly unbuttoned my clothes to see if I could seduce him; after all, he tasted pretty good. Chou Qian glared at me, quickly straightened his clothes, and jumped out of the window like he was avoiding a plague. I stood by the window, squinting as I watched him stagger into the crowd.

Ugh! My poor freedom! I slumped helplessly onto the table, hoping my girlfriend wouldn't kill me when she got back.

Liu Er, Liu Er, how come you can't beat Wu Hui?!

I dragged my weary body, desperately hoping that my mother wasn't sitting at home waiting for me to get a beating.

Or should I go hide at Lu Susu's place? Damn, I'll definitely get chopped up by Zi Mo. Go to Wu Hui's house? I don't want to die young. Go to Chou Qian's house? Forget it, I just bullied him, he'd be asking for trouble if I went. Go to the transvestite's house?

It saves him even more and makes him a country without regrets.

Go to Qianqing's house? I have no interest in having to put up with so many women's opinions.

Damn it! My brothers are useless when it matters. If we're going to die, we'll just have to grit our teeth and go back.

[Main Text: Chapter Thirty-Six]

"Mother." I stood trembling at the door, not daring to step inside. My mother leaned against a pillar in the hall like a fox, dressed in military uniform, watching me with a leisurely smile. I shivered and looked at her timidly.

My mother held my beloved bow in her right hand and rhythmically tapped it with her left hand, while carrying a quiver of arrows on her back. Her beautiful oval face was turned into a shrew by her smile.

She said sarcastically, "Finally you know to come back. I thought you had found a powerful backer and didn't know which way my little door leads."

"Hehe... How could that be? I love Mom the most." I looked at her unusual attire with fear, afraid that she might do something rash.

I touched the hem of my clothes and grinned foolishly, trying to win her over with my irresistibly cute and pitiful appearance.

Mother smiled, her captivating eyes looking like those of a lamb to the slaughter.

With great patience, Mother drew a bright, shiny arrow from behind her back. Her eyes were as tender as honey as she looked at the lifeless object. Her fair, smooth fingers, as white as cream, ran over the clean arrow shaft as if caressing a precious jewel.

She said coldly, "Whether you love me or not doesn't matter; it's just pitiful for the person who loves you..."

My mother glared at me fiercely. I cautiously backed away, forcing a sweet smile at her, hoping she wouldn't do anything rash!

Mother drew her bow, the arrow nocked neatly, and aimed menacingly at my clever head. She laughed, "My life's work has been ruined by someone who's neither male nor female! I'll take care of you today and see what those bastards can do to me!"

I stared tremblingly at the blinding weapon, stammering, "Mom...I am...your precious son!" Looking at the flashing arrow, my legs trembled uncontrollably as I backed away.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, not in the mood to admire that dashing woman.

My mother squinted at my small, stray body and said, "You dare to run away!"

It would be foolish not to run. I looked behind me and measured the distance between the door and the hall.

Seeing my spineless cowardice, my mother suddenly put down the arrow in a great mood, her smile so bright it eclipsed the sun and moon. I wanted to bang my head against the wall when I saw this.

Her phoenix eyes, as bright as the moon, conveyed a false maternal love: "Baby, why are you running? Do you think your mother would really kill you?" She smiled, pursing her lips.

I'm so uncomfortable, I have goosebumps all over my body. I'm afraid you'll torture me and kill me! But I'm a poor woman, and I have no power to fight back.

"Mother..." I swallowed hard to calm my timidity. "Could you please put down your weapon?" I looked at her cautiously, hoping she would take pity on my poor little heart.

"Who will compensate me for the huge loss if I let it go too far!" My mother, with a seductive charm, tucked the bow into her waistband and said to me like a loving mother, "Baby, come here, why are you hiding? Even tigers don't eat their cubs." She beckoned to me with the hand of a witch selling poisoned apples, but the coaxing smile on her lips was hardly convincing.

I leaned against the door frame, trying to figure out where the quantum ink was most likely to appear. "Save me first!"

I forced a straight expression: "Mother, this is not my fault."

As if a cat's tail had been stepped on, her smile vanished instantly, and the dark angel took over her pale face without hesitation: "Who should we blame then, Wu Hui or Su Gu! Or maybe add Zi Mo too!" Mother looked at me sarcastically, and said even more sarcastically: "You're something else! You've hooked up with a big tree, so you dare to ruin my plans!"

"You flatter me! You flatter me." I tried to please him sincerely, smiling my best self.

Suddenly, Mother exploded with a roar: "What about my losses?!" The beautiful mother screamed, her head blazing with fury.

Terrified, I immediately fawned, "I'll pay...I'll pay...!"

"You'll pay? How will you pay?" Mother said, reaching for her bow again.

I raised my hands in surrender and said, "Mother, calm down. You must calm down! As long as we're alive, we can always rebuild."

"Chai! Do you think I'm an idiot! If Su Gu keeps ripping my goods for two more days, I'm going to go pick up tree branches!" Mother almost lost her mind as she drew her bow and nocked an arrow.

Whoosh—the sharp sword wind, half-angry, precisely swept off the hairband on my head, and my usually pampered hair slid down to my waist like a gust of wind.

Terrified, I picked up a few fallen hairs, my precious locks trembling with heartache. Tears welled in my eyes (from fear), and I cried out, "Mother, your body and hair are gifts from your parents. Do you feel pain? Let your filial son warm you up!"

"Get out! How could you possibly be a filial son?!" The mother swiftly drew her bow again.

I saw her resolutely turn and run towards Fuxing Courtyard. Damn it, only a fool wouldn't run.

When my mother saw me running away, she didn't give up and put away her bow to chase after me.

"Ah! Murder!" The maids and servants looked at us blankly, but no one stepped forward to stop the crazed woman. The quick-witted ones, seeing that the situation was not right, turned around and ran away to find help.