The Windy Heavens

From the depths of a deep and blissful slumber, Chu Yu awoke to the vague sense of someone beside her. Among four of five men that she saw sleeping around her when she awoke, one in particular, caught her eye.
'Who is he?'
With his unrivaled elegance and the air of supremacy around him, he gazed upon the princess and asked, "What's wrong, Princess? Did you have a nightmare?"
And with that, an uncontrollable chill rose up her spine that made her shiver despite the warmth of the room.
Is it a joke? Or is it destiny?

Untouchable Lovers

The Kunlun slave, in fact, was a black slave trafficked from overseas. They were sturdy, amiable, hardworking, and willing—excellent servants. Having a Kunlun slave as a servant was quite fashionable.


But why was this Kunlun slave here alone?


Looking at him, he seemed to have no master.


When the guards couldn't drive away the Kunlun slave and feared punishment from Zong Yue, one of them drew his sword. Chu Yu, wanting to prevent injury, hastily called out, "Don't use the sword, lest the blood stain this beautiful scenery!" Being merciful at this moment seemed far-fetched, so Chu Yu used this reason to avoid conflict.


Once Princess spoke, the guard sheathed his sword and tried to push the Kunlun slave but, despite using all his strength, he couldn't budge the black man, who stood firm. The Kunlun slave looked down at the hand grasping his arm and flicked it away as if it were a mosquito, sending the guard flying into the creek, creating a large splash of white water.  


Chapter 108: Whose Kunlun Slave?