The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Gu Xijiu seemed to have come to a sudden realization, “So you’re only using me to attract Long Siye!”

For the first time ever, Di Fuyi had the urge to slap her.

Instead, he fought back the urge and gently rubbed her hair, “Sweetheart, you’re so smart! You guessed it right on your first try.”

Her hair was much softer and smoother than it was half a year ago. Her skin was more tender and delicate, too. Holding her close made him realize that her back was much suppler than it was before. He could even feel the curves of her upper body – it was in such good shape.

Impatiently, Gu Xijiu grabbed his misbehaving hands in hers, “As far as I know, Long Siye is not homosexual. He’s straight.”

Di Fuyi looked at her. His eyes flickered a little, “Do you know him well? He could be a very well closeted homosexual.”

“How could he be? He likes Ye Hongfeng and she’s a typical girl!” The words slipped through her mouth yet again.

Di Fuyi looked at her for a moment, “Is this the reason you hate him?”

“Wh… What?”

“Does he really like Ye Hongfeng? No wonder he’s always carrying a maple jade around his waist. But, why do I get a feeling that he’s more interested in you?” Di Fuyi raised his brows.

“It’s because my look resembles Ye Hongfeng in every way…” Abruptly, Gu Xijiu stopped explaining.

It was a thorn in her heart, an untouchable wound. She could not believe that she had said it all out in front of the cryptic Di Fuyi, unreservedly.

Was it because she was drunk? How could she say it out this easily just because he had started the topic?

Regretfully, she tried to change the topic of the conversation, “No matter who he likes, be it Ye Hongfeng or I, we’re both girls. That means he’s not a homosexual, not bent…”

Di Fuyi kept his eyes on her, “You have come up with a lot of new terms – there’s straight and there’s bent. Straight, meaning not gay and bent, meaning gay?”

Gu Xijiu nodded, “Yes.”

“That’s easy, there’s nothing I cannot do. Even if he’s straight, I’ll find ways to make him bent.”

Gu Xijiu was dumbfounded. She then glowered at him, “You…”

She was exasperated and her face was instantly flushed with a slightly red complexion. Her mouth opened slightly, with her red lips tempting him to kiss her.

Di Fuyi moved his eyes away from her abruptly. The corners of his lips lifted and he laughed mischievously, “Did your heart ache for him? Don’t worry, I-Will-Take-Extra-Care-Of-Him. I’ll make him very happy.”

Gu Xijiu felt as though Di Fuyi was a big, bad wolf preying on Long Siye, that little fat lamb.

Before her eyes, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of the image of Long Siye and the girl in the ice coffin.

She did not feel right about it and closed her eyes.

Long Siye never showed himself in the past six months and she did not have any news about him at all. Had he found alternative ways to resurrect Ye Hongfeng, perhaps?

Otherwise, he would already be here looking for her.

There was a sudden rush of adrenaline.

Di Fuyi fixed his eyes on her. “Seems like you still can’t get over him,” said Di Fuyi, as he saw her eyes lacking in luster.

Gu Xijiu frowned, as she did not bother to explain any further.

She could feel the adrenaline rush of her blood again, so intense that she could almost feel it rushing through her throat.

It was strange, was it something wrong with her?

Just when she was about to examine herself, Di Fuyi suddenly grabbed her wrist and asked, “Did you hurt yourself recently?”

Instinctively, Gu Xijiu withdrew her hand from his grab, “It doesn’t matter, it’s just a little injury.”

Di Fuyi placed his finger on her wrist to examine the injury for a little while. He then turned his attention directly towards Gu Xietian who was right beside her, “General Gu, why did you hurt your own daughter? That was a strong move of your Glittering Golden Light.”