"If you don't want the Emperor to find out, you'd better behave."

He whispered into my ear.

As a deity, the most important thing is to know when to yield and when to stand firm.

So, I don't know how long it was before Feng Yi brought me back to his Jinghu Palace.

When he poured me out of the bag of myriad things, I still felt a bit reluctant.

The small world inside this bag was truly perfect for solitary living.

Beautiful mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers blooming.

Ever since the three of them surrounded my palace, I hadn't had a good rest for a full six months, and much of my hair had fallen out.

Even my favorite flowing beard had lost its original luster.

Feng Yi looked at me, his barely slightly less handsome face full of words he wanted to say but couldn't, his gaze fixated on my beard.

Of course, he wasn't the kind of deity who would hold back his words:

"Have you locked your brain away along with yourself for the past six months?"

Then he spent a quarter of an hour teaching me that normal celestial maidens don't grow beards, and neither do normal girls.

I patted his shoulder and told him that I am the Heavenly Emperor. Before marrying the Empress, I have no specific gender distinction, so I have this privilege.

Then he threatened me to remove the beard, leaving only a face so beautiful it was indescribable.

What a shameless act.

I looked at him and suddenly felt a horrifying sensation.

It was late at night, and we were alone.

Moreover, six months ago he had boasted about wanting to possess me.

It was like a lamb entering a tiger's den, with my chastity at stake.

If by day, I had a bit of brave resistance,

by night, I was fragile like a piece of paper.

No need to tear, I'll fall apart by myself.

I thought for a moment and pulled open my clothes on the right side, pulling them down a bit.

"Feng Yi, don't pity me just because I'm a delicate flower. If you really can't help it, taking my modesty is no big deal, as long as you're willing to let me live."

With a dark face, he pulled out some clothes and wrapped me up tightly, covering my head.

"You really have a sense of grandeur."

"Would you be more interested if I were to resist to the death?"

I poked my head out of the pile of clothes, looking serious.

"Or do you not like someone with my full figure..."

Very well, he placed a silencing spell on me.

He was flustered.

He might actually like me.

I blinked at him.

He looked at me, then slowly spoke:

"Don't you ever question why the Emperor and the God of War have changed personalities so drastically?"

I blinked.

"You had so much to say just now, why so silent now?"

I blinked and pointed to my throat.

"Forgot."

Feng Yi lifted my silencing spell.

"Of course I question it, but I can't beat them. What can I do? I'm in despair too!"

"If I had any means, would I be in this state?"

Feng Yi waved, signaling me to lean in.