Chapter 1011 - 749: Psychologically Distorted Pervert! (Part 1)

Chapter 1011: Chapter 749: Psychologically Distorted Pervert! (Part 1)

The palace doors weren’t closed properly, leaving a narrow gap.

From inside came the soft, girlish laughter of a female, and a man’s low coaxing murmur, occasionally laced with ambiguous rustling sounds.

Through that narrow slit, Shen Tang could vaguely see two figures tangled together, leaning into each other.

The man lounged against the soft couch, the female bonelessly nestled in his arms, clothes in disarray, winding around him like a water serpent.

Shen Tang’s breath stalled for an instant, the hands at her sides slowly clenching.

She’d long known about the so‑called "original plot," and she understood perfectly that Liu Ye, gone for so long and now the Sea Emperor, having females around him was the most normal thing in the world. She’d even heard rumors that this newly crowned Sea Emperor liked collecting beauties from all races.

Besides, between the two of them, aside from the mutual desire to kill each other, there was never any other relationship.

She shouldn’t be feeling anything at all.

Yet in that moment, Shen Tang’s heart still couldn’t help but throb dully, like being pricked by countless fine needles, leaving her a little short of breath.

Perhaps it was because of that familiar face on the man.

After all, this was Jia Lan’s body, her beloved Beast Husband.

And she was forced to watch "him" making love to another female, saying she wasn’t upset was impossible.

But he ultimately wasn’t him.

Even if she felt unbearably uncomfortable, even if she wanted to butcher this bastard who had defiled Jia Lan, now was not the time.

Shen Tang tore her gaze away, forcing herself to ignore the movement over there, just about to look for a chance to slip out.

Behind her, the shouts of the pursuers suddenly rang out—

"I just saw that female run in that direction, hurry, chase her!"

The beauties in the palace seemed to hear the commotion outside as well; panicked voices drifted out. "Who’s there? Your Majesty, what’s happening?"

Immediately after came the man’s gentle, hoarse reassurance:

"Nothing, just a little wild kitten that ran away."

At the same time—

A cold hidden blade shot straight toward her!

Shen Tang’s expression changed sharply; knowing something was wrong, she sprang aside and dodged the sneak attack.

She had just turned to leave when a powerful force suddenly surged out of nowhere, like an invisible hand grabbing her hard, yanking her directly in through the doorway.

Bang!

The hall doors slammed shut behind her.

Shen Tang staggered two steps before she found her footing. Outside came a flurry of chaotic footsteps; from the corner of her eye, through the window, she saw the mass of pursuers dispersing and leaving the palace perimeter.

A mocking gaze settled on her.

Shen Tang turned her head, meeting the man’s pair of deep blue eyes head‑on.

Not far away, Liu Ye lounged against the soft couch, his robes half open, revealing a fair, lean chest.

A breathtakingly beautiful young female of the Sea Clan was sitting on his lap, red hair spilling down, her gorgeous face flushed, one hand resting on his chest—couldn’t be more suggestive.

On either side of him there were also two young, pretty females, lightly dressed as they served him, movements soft and alluring, meek and pure, fragrant breasts half exposed.

No matter how one looked at it, the whole scene was steeped in a debauched, suggestive atmosphere that set the mind wandering.

Shen Tang’s face froze on the spot. She had zero interest in barging in on someone else’s loving tableau—especially this damned man’s!

She actually had to choke back the urge to rush up and slaughter him on the spot!

Liu Ye’s arm circled Fei Luo’s waist as his gaze fell on Shen Tang; the corners of his lips slowly curled.

That smile carried a casual sort of malice, like he was looking at prey that had accidentally fallen into a trap.

He spoke lazily, his voice low and pleasant, "Tangtang woke up and didn’t even tell me? How am I supposed to keep you company then?"

Fei Luo also came back to herself from that hazy, aroused state; belatedly following Liu Ye’s gaze, she looked over. The moment she saw Shen Tang, the charm in her smile froze, her eyes sharpening.

"Your Majesty, who is she?"

Fei Luo’s voice was sweet and soft, yet full of obvious wariness. "Where did this female come from, how did she break into the sleeping palace?"

Liu Ye lowered his eyes to glance at her, his long fingers idly brushing aside the hair at her ear, his tone airy and indifferent. "Her... an old acquaintance from before. I’m the one who brought her here."

"Old acquaintance?" Fei Luo’s expression shifted, her slender fingers clenching tight as the look she aimed at Shen Tang grew even more unfriendly, tinged with a faint, undisguisable sense of danger.

After all, the female before her was simply too beautiful.

Fei Luo herself was of noble birth, her looks stunning, and she’d grown up being adored like the moon among the stars; she had always considered herself above others, never thinking anyone could surpass her.

Yet the beauty of this female before her even made her feel a jolt of amazement!

Uneasy, she lifted her head to quietly study Liu Ye’s expression, afraid Your Majesty would be bewitched by this female. Only when she saw that the man’s gaze was cold and indifferent did she silently breathe out in relief.