xymnovel Chapter 192 What to do if your puppy is disobedient? Whip its butt!
Chapter 192 What to do if your puppy is disobedient? Whip its butt!
Zhao Qingxue looked at him, at his handsome face so close to hers.
Suddenly, she smiled.
"Qin Mu," she said, her voice eerily calm, "you are welcome to give it a try."
Her gaze did not waver in the slightest.
"Don't think you've won just because you've captured me."
She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, each word like a sharp blade tempered with ice:
"So what if you have extraordinary abilities?"
"Don't even think about making me submit!"
Inside the carriage, deathly silence fell once again.
Xiao Yu's mouth gaped open even wider, and the shock in her eyes almost overflowed.
Looking at Zhao Qingxue, at this woman who refused to bow her head even in the face of absolute disadvantage, she felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.
I admire him.
There is something I don't understand.
There was also a vague sense of...envy.
I admire her for maintaining such pride even in such dire circumstances.
As for herself, she probably couldn't even stand up at this moment and would have already knelt at Qin Mu's feet begging for mercy.
Qin Mu looked at Zhao Qingxue quietly.
Looking at the burning flame in her eyes, the cold smile on her lips, and her straight back even in dire straits.
Then he smiled and nodded.
"Very good."
"I like your unruly nature."
He paused, his gaze lingering on her face, the light in his eyes growing brighter:
"That's how you have fun!"
Zhao Qingxue's pupils contracted slightly at that moment.
"you--"
She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but then suddenly stopped.
She suddenly realized.
His words had not angered him at all.
On the contrary... it made him even more excited.
This realization filled her with an indescribable sense of absurdity.
Qin Mu looked at her slightly pale face, and the smile on his lips deepened.
He slowly withdrew his hand.
Zhao Qingxue's chin was finally freed.
She immediately turned her head away, no longer looking at him.
But the skin that his fingers touched still retained a warm sensation, like a brand that could not be erased.
That blush hadn't faded yet.
On the contrary, the excitement from just now made it even more intense.
The burning sensation spread from my cheeks to my neck, and then deep into my collar.
Under the moonlight, it resembled a snowfield scorched by fire, breathtaking and awe-inspiring.
Looking at her like this, Qin Mu's eyes shone even brighter.
The carriage traveled through the night.
Inside the carriage, the charcoal fire in the incense burner occasionally crackled softly, warming the small space like springtime.
But the invisible chill that permeated the air was colder than the night wind outside the window.
Xiao Yu huddled in the corner, not daring to breathe.
Her gaze secretly darted between the two men—
Qin Mu leaned lazily against the car wall, his gaze fixed on Zhao Qingxue opposite him, as if admiring a meticulously crafted painting.
Zhao Qingxue sat upright like a pine tree, her back straight, her face turned to one side, leaving Qin Mu with only a cold and hard profile.
Moonlight streamed in through the car window, outlining her beautifully shaped jawline and her slightly flushed ears.
Xiao Yu didn't dare to look any longer and quickly lowered her eyes.
But just then—
"Xiao Yu".
Qin Mu's voice rang out.
Gentle and casual, yet it sent a shiver down Xiaoyu's spine.
"Your Majesty, you, you called me...?" she stammered, unsure if she had heard him clearly.
Qin Mu turned slightly to look at her.
"Come here," he repeated.
Xiao Yu dared not ask any more questions.
She quickly got up, crawled to Qin Mu's side, knelt down with her head bowed, placed her hands properly on her knees, held her breath, and waited for his next words.
Qin Mu smiled gently as he looked at her nervous expression.
He turned to the side, lowered himself slightly, and looked at her eye to eye.
"Xiaoyu," his voice was gentle, as if he were chatting casually, "you used to keep cats or dogs, right?"
Xiao Yu was stunned.
She didn't expect Qin Mu to ask this question suddenly.
"...Your Majesty," she stammered, "I have...I have raised puppies."
"Oh?" Qin Mu raised an eyebrow. "What dog?"
"It's...it's a village dog."
Xiao Yu said softly, a glimmer of memory appearing in her eyes, "When I was very young, there was a little spotted dog that always followed me. Later... later my aunt sold it to a dog dealer..."
Her voice gradually faded.
Qin Mu nodded and did not ask any further questions.
"Then," he asked again, "what if the puppy misbehaves?"
Xiao Yu blinked.
That's an easy question to answer.
"Your Majesty," she raised her head, her eyes serious, "if a puppy is disobedient, just whip or stick its bottom. After a few times, it will obey."
She spoke with great certainty, clearly drawing on her own experience.
After listening, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Qin Mu's eyes.
He nodded, and then—
A whip was pulled out from a hidden compartment on the other side of the carriage.
The whip was entirely black, about two feet long, with fine silver threads wrapped around the handle. The whip itself was thin and supple, gleaming with a dark luster under the moonlight.
He handed the whip to Xiaoyu.
Xiao Yu was stunned.
She looked at the whip, then at Qin Mu, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Your Majesty...this is..."
Qin Mu spoke casually, his tone as if he were giving an order for something utterly mundane:
"Now, there's a naughty puppy."
"I'm too lazy to do it myself."
"This task is entrusted to you."
Xiao Yu stared blankly at the whip, her mind completely blank.
puppy?
A disobedient puppy?
She subconsciously looked around.
There were no puppies in the carriage.
There were only three people in the carriage.
His Majesty.
she was.
and also……
Xiao Yu's gaze involuntarily fell on Zhao Qingxue.
In that instant, all the color drained from that delicate little face.
No way...
No way, no way, no way...
The "puppy" Your Majesty mentioned... could it be...?
Xiao Yu's fingers tightened suddenly, her nails digging deep into her palm.
She dared not think any further.
But that whip lay quietly in Qin Mu's palm.
It was jet black, slender, and gleamed with a faint light.
Like a silent decree.
Zhao Qingxue also realized something.
Her body stiffened slightly.
Then, she slowly turned her head and her gaze fell on the whip.
A look of disbelief and bewilderment flashed across her deep purple phoenix eyes.
immediately--
anger.
Like a volcano that has been dormant for thousands of years, it suddenly erupted at this moment!
The intensity, sharpness, and coldness of that gaze were enough to instill fear in anyone.
But Qin Mu seemed completely oblivious.
He simply looked at her quietly, the smile on his lips deepening.
"Qin Mu".
Zhao Qingxue spoke.
Her voice was calm, almost frighteningly calm.
But beneath that calm lies a fire powerful enough to consume everything.
"You—dare—?!"
He spoke slowly and deliberately.
Each word was like a sharp blade tempered in ice, carrying a chilling intent and boundless rage.
She, Zhao Qingxue, the Empress of Liyang, has commanded a million soldiers and dominated the Eastern Continent for five years since her ascension to the throne, causing countless heroes to bow down and submit.
I have never suffered such humiliation before!
Whip her?
Like disciplining a disobedient puppy?
How dare he, Qin Mu?! How dare he!
But Qin Mu simply smiled slightly.
"Take it," he said to Xiaoyu in a nonchalant tone.
Xiao Yu trembled all over.
She looked at the whip, then at Zhao Qingxue's stunningly beautiful face burning with rage, and her hands trembled like a leaf.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Her voice was choked with sobs, "This humble woman...this humble woman dares not...this humble woman..."
She was just a fisherwoman, a naive girl who grew up by the river and had never seen much of the world.
Empress Li Yang was a legendary figure she had heard countless times from storytellers since she was a child, a person she could never look up to from the clouds.
Let her whip Empress Li Yang?
Even if you kill her, she wouldn't dare!
Qin Mu looked at her like this and sighed softly.
"Xiao Yu," his voice remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable air of authority, "I hereby authorize you to take it."
Xiao Yu's tears finally welled up uncontrollably.
She reached out her trembling hand and took the whip.
The whip was cold to the touch and supple to the touch, like a sleeping venomous snake.
She held it in her hand, but it felt like holding a red-hot branding iron.
"Start...?"
She stammered, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.
Qin Mu nodded.
"Um."
Xiao Yu slowly stood up.
Her legs went weak and she could barely stand.
She walked towards Zhao Qingxue step by step, each step feeling like she was walking on a knife's edge.
The whip in her hand was trembling, and her whole body was trembling.
Moonlight streamed in through the car window, illuminating Zhao Qingxue's face.
That peerless face was now as cold as a block of thousand-year-old ice.
His deep purple phoenix eyes were fixed on Xiao Yu, no, they were fixed on Qin Mu behind Xiao Yu.
In those eyes, there was anger, humiliation, and resentment.
There is also a resolute desire to tear everything in front of you to shreds.
But she didn't move.
She knew she couldn't move.
This man, this unfathomable man, was able to bring her out of the Nu River ferry unharmed, was able to defeat the illusory image of the founding emperor right in front of Li Chunfeng, was able to set up such a flawless scheme—
He must have a way to make her unable to move.
At this moment, she is like fish on a chopping board.
At the mercy of others.
Xiao Yu walked up to Zhao Qingxue and stopped.
She looked down at Zhao Qingxue, at that stunningly beautiful face that made her feel ashamed of herself, and at those deep purple eyes burning with anger.
The whip in his hand trembled even more violently.
"I...I..."
She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
She didn't know what to do.
She was just a fisherman's daughter, an orphan living under someone else's roof, a little girl who had never seen the world.
She had never encountered such a scene before.
When have I ever faced such a choice?
But behind her, Qin Mu's gaze fell upon her as if it were a tangible presence.
His gaze was calm and gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Xiao Yu closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Then--
She opened her eyes.
He raised the whip in his hand.
Under the moonlight, that slender figure resembled a reed trembling in a gale.
The whip in his hand drew a faint arc in the air.
Then--
"Snapped!"