Chapter 207 Heat (600 words added) "Endure it, hide in the nest..."

It was almost inevitable.

Jia Yue's feverish body curled up in the dark nest.

He should have thought of that sooner.

How could this body, which had suppressed its heat for seven heat cycles, possibly retain its rationality after a full-body intimate encounter with its partner...?

Those desires that had never been satisfied for many years suddenly surged back at this moment, burning the whole body with a fire more intense than ever before.

His lover, holding a small flame, watched him with a puzzled expression from a short distance away.

The culprit, looking completely innocent, even tried to leave as if it were none of his business.

He looked at her intently, his voice slow and restrained, as if he were trying his best to keep quiet.

"come over……"

Jiang Yuhuo was surprised to feel his slightly warm body. She had only heard that wild animals went into heat, but did mermaids do it too?

This kind of heat must be scalding hot for merfolk, right?

Does this happen every year?

Jia Yue's hand supported the back of her head, untied her hair ribbon, and her black hair fell loose. He then buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath.

"Hmm..." His voice was muffled, but his breathing became increasingly heavy. "Every year after the differentiation."

Jiang Yuhuo found it novel, but the man's breathing made her a little itchy, so she couldn't help but shrink her neck and rub against him, asking with a smile, "What did you do before?"

Hearing her laughter, the person who had been burying their head suddenly looked up, their deep gaze fixed on her.

"Endure it, hide in your lair, and wait for it all to pass."

That pool of clear water seemed to harbor resentment and harbor sparks.

His hair fell over Jiang Yuhuo's body, a greyish-blue color like soft silk. At this time, tiny scales grew at the corners of his eyes and cheeks, emitting a faint light that shimmered and danced in the dim firelight...

Jiang Yuhuo's eyes followed the shards of light, and he gradually felt dizzy.

Its captivating beauty is mesmerizing.

She was captivated and her fingertips touched it.

Jia Yue tilted her head slightly and kissed her palm, her long eyelashes drooping as she gently licked her hand.

Jiang Yuhuo's calm mind was suddenly disturbed. She leaned forward and kissed him, then stroked the back of his neck and rolled over, pinning the mermaid who was so beautiful that she was mesmerized beneath her.

With her black hair cascading down and a warm smile in her clear, cold eyes, Jiang Yuhu looked at the person beneath her, her fingertip touching his eye.

"Then this time, I'll go with you."

The kiss landed gently, but was met with a forceful, urgent sucking, as if to devour her entirely. Jiang Yuhuo was not to be outdone, and their lips and tongues chased and intertwined.

The air inside the nest gradually became humid and hot, and two breaths of different weights could be clearly heard. Clothes rustled in the darkness, making ambiguous sounds.

Even though her body was burning up, the merman was still much cooler than her, his breath remaining refreshingly cool. Jiang Yuhuo was enveloped by his aura, and her breathing became erratic with each of his plundering attacks.

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to break up, but she couldn't stop. The back of her neck was tightly held, eagerly demanding, until she was almost suffocating before she finally got a chance to breathe.

Jiang Yuhuo felt a little dizzy, lying on the chest of the person beneath her, panting with her eyes closed. Even now, she hadn't realized the seriousness of the situation, only vaguely sensing that Jia Yue was somewhat different from last time.

When she came to her senses, she realized that her clothes had been almost completely removed, hanging loosely, and the person beneath her was completely naked. Looking down, she could see large expanses of jade-like skin, slightly flushed from the steam.

She propped herself up and sat up, vaguely sensing something different from before. When she looked down, she saw a large expanse of shimmering scales and realized that he was still in the form of a fish tail.

"How can this be..." she said, somewhat annoyed, frowning. "How can this be allowed?"

"Change back to normal."

She patted her tail beneath her.

The merman beneath her lowered her eyes, turned her face away, her long eyelashes trembling in the darkness, looking pitiful as if she had done something wrong, "It's my heat period... my body... can't maintain human form..."

It was this pitiful state that caused Jiang Yuhuo to lose his composure and misjudge many things.

Until the merman tore away the facade of gentleness and revealed his most primal side.

It turns out that mating season is indeed something only beasts have. Even in mermaids who are born with spiritual bodies and have extraordinary intelligence, animal instincts still prevail over human instincts... But by the time she realized this, it was too late.

The merman's sharp teeth brushed against her slender, taut neck, sending shivers down her spine—a mixture of excitement and fear.

He bit her on the back of the neck, immobilizing her like prey, marking her body with his own scent, making it impossible for her to escape.

The mermaid's cool kiss landed heavily on the neck of the person in his arms, then traveled upwards, lingering for a long time on the earlobe that was red as if it were about to bleed. He breathed into her ear, "You can't escape. This is just the beginning..."

The person in his arms gradually became hot all over, instinctively moving closer to him. But the closer they got, the hotter they became, and the hotter they became, the more they wanted to get closer. This cycle repeated endlessly, with each other taking from the other, wanting her to sink endlessly into this sea of ​​desire that was half hot and half cool.

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Zhaoming City.

With several cities lost on the front lines, this once-prosperous capital city was plunged into gloom once again.

"His Majesty!"

The young emperor suddenly awoke from his deep sleep, sat up abruptly, and coughed up blood, startling the palace servants around him who cried out in alarm.

Qin Yuqi opened his eyes and saw many faces, each one anxious, each one indistinct, their mouths opening and closing, calling him "Your Majesty".

He suddenly realized that he was already the emperor.

The images in his dream receded like the tide, and the person kneeling before him gradually became clearer, but her face in the dream kept blurring, impossible to hold onto. No matter what he did, she had changed completely.

Qin Yuqi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was once again the young and ambitious Emperor of Dayong.

The emperor stroked his forehead and asked, "How is the war in the west going?"

The hall fell silent instantly.

No one wanted to be the first to report bad news, especially when the emperor was seriously ill. If the emperor got angry and his health deteriorated, many people would lose their lives and fortunes.

But the emperor's orders could not be disobeyed. When that imposing gaze fell upon him, he could no longer feel any fear.

"Your Majesty, after the fall of Shannan, the cities of Fushi, Mengbei, and Jiaolin have successively fallen, and the rebel army has reached... Mingzhou territory."

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent once more.

Mingzhou...Mingzhou, a necessary stop on the way to the capital...

Everything happened too fast; in just a few months, the situation in the world suddenly changed.

Several months ago, the emperor recovered from his illness, regrouped, and personally led an expedition. This time, the Great Yong Kingdom assembled its most elite troops, and morale was once again high. From top to bottom, everyone was prepared to crush the Western Capital within three months. Initially, the battle did indeed proceed very smoothly according to their plan. The Yong Kingdom's army was almost about to advance unimpeded and capture the Western Capital.

But no one expected the war to be so difficult, no one expected that the dying country would suddenly unite with the immortals, and no one expected that a reckless Ji family immortal would appear out of nowhere.

After the emperor returned from Shannan County, his old illness relapsed. Although his trusted ministers tried their best to cover up the news of his serious illness, his absence from court for many days inevitably aroused suspicion. Everyone with discerning eyes knew that the Great Yong Dynasty was at a critical juncture of life and death.

So many ministers and generals rushed to the battlefield one after another, but none of them could turn the tide. There was an insurmountable chasm between mortals and immortals, and the immortals stood on the side of the Great Zhou.

Popular belief even began to circulate that the emperor's cruel policy of suppressing immortality had angered the gods, and that legends of the gods had once again sprung up on this land where countless temples had been abandoned.

It was the gods who sent those immortals to assist the Zhou people, and the Mandate of Heaven was about to return to the Zhou people's hands.

Qin Yuqi listened quietly and only said, "I understand."

He then dismissed all his officials and even the imperial physicians who had come to treat him, and got up to go alone to the most mysterious sleeping quarters in the palace.

The side hall of the East Palace still retains its original appearance. It is not large, but it is filled with many rare and strange little objects, all of which he had collected in the past to please Jiang Yuhuo.

Unfortunately, she didn't favor any of them, just like him.

Qin Yuqi's entrance startled the palace servants who were resting in the side room. The servants respectfully and carefully lit the candles so that he could clearly see everything in the room.

As has been the case many times over the years.

As the firelight blazed, Qin Yuqi was transported back to that night.

At night, she was always in unbearable pain, so he would put his hand to her mouth and silently let her bite him until his flesh was bloody, as if the pain she was in could be shared with him.

Dressing table, bronze mirror, mother-of-pearl ink...

Everything is still in its original place. In the bronze mirror, he can still see the peerless face he used to draw eyebrows for her back then. The white-haired girl in red sits in the morning light, looking up at him... Just thinking of that scene still makes his heart skip a beat.

Qin Yuqi walked to the mirror, and in the candlelight, he could only see a person with white hair at the temples.

After being struck by her sword, his health deteriorated significantly. Upon returning from the retreat from Shannan County, he fell ill and his hair turned white.

I wonder if she would feel pleased if she saw this.

“Tell me about her again… Few people in the palace remember her anymore, but you won’t forget her, will you?” the young emperor suddenly said to the mirror. He glanced slightly to the side and behind him, where the edge of the bronze mirror reflected a palace maid standing with her head bowed, “Yu Ling’er.”

It was the palace maid who had just entered and lit the lamp.

The man has already departed on a white crane, but she is trapped in this courtyard.

But she wasn't the only one trapped.

When she was assigned to stay here, cleaning and maintaining the place every day and not allowing any changes to it, Yu Ling'er knew that this young emperor who had used ruthless methods to eliminate his own brother and ascend to the throne had trapped her in the past.

As she had done many times before, Yu Ling'er recounted those trivial matters one by one. Those people were just fleeting glimpses to her, leaving little trace. But someone refused to let these traces fade away, repeatedly digging into and reinforcing her memory, siphoning nourishment from it.

After Yu Ling'er finished speaking, His Majesty would usually dismiss her at this time and stay in the room by himself for a while longer.

But this time, she waited a long time for the order to leave.

"Anything else?" The figure standing in front of the bronze mirror suddenly spoke, staring at the tiny figure in the mirror. "Why don't you tell me how you helped her plan her escape?"

Yu Ling'er's face turned deathly pale, and she knelt down with a thud. "Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

Qin Yuqi slowly turned around and chuckled, "Spare my life? I've spared you for a long time already..."

He approached step by step. "I've always known that it was you who secretly advised her, softening my heart and freeing her from her constraints. But I don't want to kill you. She trusts you and likes you. Ha... what I longed for but could not have, she gave to you. I thought that when she came back, she would be very happy to see you. Keeping you alive will let her know that I am changing for her and will no longer hurt those around her."

Qin Yuqi shook his head, his handsome, long eyebrows furrowing in pain. "But she went to a very far place, so hard to find. Even after finally finding her, she refuses to come back with me. She's changed, and I've changed too. It's time to wake up from this old dream..."

On this seemingly ordinary night, a fire broke out in the Eastern Palace for no apparent reason. One of the side halls was completely burned down. Strangely, no one knew what the side hall was used for, let alone what was burned inside.

The next morning, the emperor, who had been seriously ill and weak with graying temples, suddenly recovered and returned to his former vigorous self overnight. The emperor convened a court assembly that had been delayed for many days, issuing only one decree—

"Open the treasury, seize land and soldiers, equip the three armies, and slaughter all the immortals under heaven!"