bullyxtreme Chapter 412 The Moon Goddess's Confusion: Why Did All Her Power Disappear?
Chapter 412 The Moon Goddess's Confusion: Why Did All Her Power Disappear?
The carriage moved slowly along the rugged mountain road, its wheels crunching over the gravel.
The moon goddess leaned against the corner of the carriage, her gaze fixed on the rapidly receding mountains and forests outside the window, her eyes filled with confusion.
She felt that today's experience was like a nightmare.
Just two days ago, she was the leader of the Moon Goddess Cult, discussing the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty with Xu Longxiang. How long has it been?
She ended up as a prisoner of an ordinary rich playboy.
If this were said out loud, it would be the most ridiculous thing in the world, and even the storyteller probably wouldn't believe it.
But it just happened.
Even now, the Moon Goddess has not stopped searching for the truth behind the disappearance of her cultivation.
She repeatedly recalled every detail of her cultivation technique, wondering if there was something wrong with it.
If the problem lies with the cultivation method, then the current situation might actually be a good thing.
After all, if this ailment were to flare up in front of the Qin Emperor or Xu Longxiang, her fate would be a thousand times worse than it is now.
And they would absolutely not give themselves a chance to recover their cultivation.
At least for now, she's only dealing with a brainless playboy, and there's still a chance to salvage the situation.
She can gain her freedom as long as she finds a way to restore her cultivation.
Thinking of this, she felt a faint sense of relief.
Qin Mu looked at her, and seeing her deep in thought, he smiled to himself.
He deliberately asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Upon hearing his voice, a flash of murderous intent suddenly appeared in the Moon Goddess's lowered eyes.
She lowered her head, biting her lip, her voice low.
"It's nothing... I just miss my father and mother a little."
She told herself this.
She must keep her identity a secret and never let anyone know that she is the Moon Goddess.
Before she regained her cultivation, she was just a peasant girl who had been forcibly taken away, named A Yao.
She has to live with this identity.
Qin Mu nodded, his tone casual. "What's your name?"
The Moon Goddess paused for a moment, then whispered, "Chen Ruoyao."
Qin Mu smiled. "A good name."
The Moon Goddess didn't reply. She raised her head and looked at Qin Mu with a cautious, tentative look in her eyes.
"Young master, where are we going?"
She has begun to accept the facts.
Now that you've accepted it, you need to understand your situation as soon as possible and decide how to survive.
If she could find a way to contact the higher-ups of the Moon Cult, her situation would immediately improve.
Qin Mu leaned against Zhao Qingxue's thigh, shifting to a more comfortable position. "Of course, we're going back to Linyuan City."
The moon goddess's eyes flickered slightly.
Linyuan City is one of the main strongholds of the Moon Goddess Cult, where the cult has deep roots.
If she can find a way to contact higher-ups and reveal her identity, she can escape danger.
She felt a little more at ease.
Seeing her stunned, Qin Mu instantly understood that this woman was thinking of a way to escape.
He chuckled and said deliberately, "What? Have you never been to such a big city before? This time, I'll take you to see it for yourself."
The Moon Goddess chuckled inwardly, but on her face she forced a nervous and timid expression.
"Then... when will you let me go home, young master?"
Qin Mu smiled and shook his head, his tone flippant.
"Let you go home? You're already my concubine, there's no way you'll ever go back."
He paused. He crossed his legs, his tone carrying the swagger typical of a spoiled brat.
"Don't worry, I am the son of a high-ranking official in the court. I was exiled here because I committed a crime. Once my father regains power, I will be able to return to the capital and take you there to see a bigger city."
The Moon Goddess sneered inwardly.
What an idiot! He revealed all his secrets so easily.
He's from the capital, the son of a high-ranking official in the imperial court. No wonder he's so arrogant.
She was getting anxious; it seemed she had to get away as soon as possible, otherwise things would be troublesome if she were really taken back to the capital.
She didn't say anything, just lowered her head and remained silent.
Qin Mu wouldn't let her remain silent.
He first lifted his foot from the soft couch, placed his bare foot, without shoes or socks, on her thigh, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
"Give me a foot massage."
The moon goddess was suddenly stunned.
A sudden, overwhelming rage erupted in her mind, surging up from her chest like a volcanic eruption, making her tremble all over.
A murderous intent, an almost uncontrollable murderous intent, burst forth from her eyes like two drawn swords.
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She, the Moon Goddess, has been high above for so many years, controlling the fate and life and death of others for so long, yet she has never massaged anyone's feet.
Let alone giving a man a foot massage!
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes burning with anger, staring intently at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu glared back without hesitation, the smile still on his lips, but his eyes turned cold, and his voice was calm, carrying an undeniable authority.
"What? Should I go back right now, drag your father out, and break his bones inch by inch?"
"What? Should I go back right now, drag your father out, and break his bones inch by inch?"
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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"What? Should I go back right now, drag your father out, and break his bones inch by inch?"
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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Starting today, I'll try to write 20,000 words a day!
Labor Day is for working!
Refuse to give up, strive hard!
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
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"What? Should I go back right now, drag your father out, and break his bones inch by inch?"
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
P.S.: 1 words delivered, another 1 words tonight.
Starting today, I'll try to write 20,000 words a day!
Labor Day is for working!
Refuse to give up, strive hard!
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
P.S.: 1 words delivered, another 1 words tonight.
Starting today, I'll try to write 20,000 words a day!
Labor Day is for working!
Refuse to give up, strive hard!
"What? Should I go back right now, drag your father out, and break his bones inch by inch?"
The anger in the moon goddess's eyes froze instantly.
The anger in his pupils seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguishing itself.
Her lips trembled violently, and her fingers clenched tightly in her sleeves.
She lowered her head and looked again at the pair of feet in front of her.
Her feet were fair and clean, with no odor whatsoever, and even a faint fragrance.
But this behavior made her feel extremely humiliated.
Her hands trembled, reaching out, then pulling back, then reaching out again, then pulling back again.
Her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her chest heaved violently.
But she had no other choice.
She had no power, and her weakness was firmly held in the hands of this纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and slowly, inch by inch, placed her trembling hands on the foot and began to massage it.
Her movements were awkward and stiff, like a piece of rusty iron, making a creaking sound with every movement.
The moon goddess felt she had never felt so stifled before.
It was an utter disgrace that she had been so thoroughly toyed with and manipulated by such a despicable playboy.
Once she regains her strength, she will definitely torture and kill this person ten thousand times over!
Qin Mu lay comfortably on Zhao Qingxue's soft, slender thighs, his eyes closed, a satisfied smile on his lips.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside his head, her slender fingers gently pressing his temples with just the right amount of pressure.
Yunluan sat on the carriage shaft, holding the reins in her hand, her eyes fixed on the front.
Zhao Qingxue lowered her head, looking at Qin Mu's handsome, smiling face, her lips tightly pressed together.
She dared not laugh, afraid that she would burst out laughing if she made a sound.
She never imagined that Qin Mu could come up with such a despicable trick to humiliate and torment the Moon Goddess.
Instead of revealing his identity, he appeared as the most dissolute and lowly playboy, using this absolute contrast in status to humiliate the other party.
She never even imagined this way of playing.
She originally thought that Qin Mu would crush the Moon Goddess with his overwhelming strength and humiliate her just like he had humiliated her before.
But he didn't; he chose a completely different path.
This man's methods are endless and all very targeted.
too frightening.
The key is that he still has the strength and confidence to implement these measures.
If he hadn't been able to completely overwhelm the Moon Goddess and silently suppress her cultivation, the Moon Goddess would have discovered the clues long ago, and wouldn't be kept in the dark and being manipulated so easily as she is now.
Her awe of Qin Mu deepened, and she secretly rejoiced that she had submitted early; otherwise, she might have been tormented to the point of vomiting blood and dying.
She was already imagining how interesting the Moon Goddess's expression would be when she learned that the纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled, dissolute young man) before her was none other than the Qin Emperor, the very man she had opposed.
There's also Xu Longxiang.
If he knew that the moon goddess he had just admired was currently giving Qin Mu a proper foot massage, what would he think? His expression would probably be even more interesting.
Just imagining that scene made her lips curl into a smile.
She forced a tight smile, her ten translucent toes gripping her socks tightly inside her shoes, almost to the point of internal injury.
Jiang Zhaoyue knelt beside Qin Mu's head, gently pressing his temples with her fingers. Her gaze fell on the Moon Goddess's face, which was enduring humiliation, and a complex feeling welled up in her heart.
Unlike Zhao Qingxue, who was gloating, he felt more emotional and a little scared.
She recalled how she looked when she first entered the palace.
At that time, she was like the moon goddess, with fate choking her, and she had to be careful even when she was breathing.
But she wasn't as miserable as the Moon Goddess.
Although His Majesty was sometimes strict and frightening towards her, he was mostly kind to her.
If Your Majesty uses the same methods you used against Empress Liyang and the Moon Goddess to deal with her...
Jiang Zhaoyue dared not think about it.
Given her personality, she probably would have broken down long ago.
Her eyes were slightly red, whether from emotion or relief, it was hard to tell.
She bit her lip and continued massaging Qin Mu's temples.
The carriage continued on its way, its wheels grinding over gravel with a monotonous, dull sound.
.........
P.S.: 1 words delivered, another 1 words tonight.
Starting today, I'll try to write 20,000 words a day!
Labor Day is for working!
Refuse to give up, strive hard!