Volume 1, Chapter 10 – Butterfly Through the Flower Gorge
"It's my fault; I made Shiyuan little sister angry," the little fox demon said, her voice laced with concern. "I don't want to ruin your brother-sister relationship because of me."
What a "Shiyuan little sister," what a "brother-sister relationship."
Song Shiyuan found the little fox demon's voice particularly grating.
"How could that be?" The Love-Struck Idiot, Song Shixuan, turned to the little fox demon, his gaze warm and affectionate. "My little sister is just a bit willful."
"Fox demon! I don't need your hypocrisy!" Song Shiyuan snapped, pointing her sword at her.
"Shiyuan, don't be foolish. Do you still have me, your elder brother, in your eyes?" Song Shixuan flicked his sleeve dismissively.
The little fox demon seized his sleeve, her voice dripping with charm. "Young Master Song, please don't be angry. Let me explain to Shiyuan little sister."
"Can you?" Song Shixuan raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Of course! It's easier for us girls to talk about private matters," the little fox demon replied, her smile bright.
"Good." He smiled at Song Shiyuan before turning to leave.
The little fox demon remained, exuding sweetness and mischief as she approached Song Shiyuan, her fair and slender legs gliding gracefully.
With a youthful face radiant with joy, she called out softly, "Shiyuan little sister~~!"
Song Shiyuan glared at her, anger simmering in her eyes. Yet, beneath that fury, a flicker of confusion emerged.
Something was off. Wasn't Shixuan captured by the Fox Monarch? How could he be here, alongside this timid little fox demon?
What the hell is going on?
The little fox demon she had seen before was small and frail. Now, she seemed different, brimming with boldness.
"Fox demon, how do you know my name?" Song Shiyuan demanded, her voice icy, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
"Hee hee…" The little fox demon giggled, her steps so graceful it was as if lotuses bloomed beneath her feet.
Song Shiyuan watched her coldly, wary of her intentions.
The little fox demon met her gaze with alluring eyes, standing slightly shorter but radiating confidence.
As she raised her head, a slight smile danced across her lips, like a hundred flowers blooming in the spring.
She exhaled softly, and as she drew near, her warm breath brushed against Song Shiyuan's neck.
A strange tingling sensation danced along her skin.
"Shiyuan little sister, I really like you like this."
Song Shiyuan shivered, her instincts flaring.
She pressed her sword against the delicate neck of the little fox demon.
"Who are you?"
"What do you want?"
"You used illusion magic to deceive my brother, didn't you?!"
The petite fox demon pouted, a hint of grievance flickering in her eyes.
"Shiyuan little sister, your sword, it hurts me."
Song Shiyuan frowned, her resolve wavering.
The fox demon's voice, soft and sweet, wrapped around her like a silken thread, tugging at her heartstrings.
The familiar heat surged within her again.
"Fox demon!" Song Shiyuan threatened, her voice steely. "I'm not joking with you."
She tightened her grip on the sword, determination flooding her veins.
"What is your purpose? Just say it! Why use this kind of method?"
To her surprise, the seemingly weak little fox demon suddenly chuckled.
Tilting her head, her smile widened, mischief glinting in her eyes.
She reached out, grasping Song Shiyuan's wrist.
Shock coursed through Song Shiyuan as she felt the fox demon's surprising strength.
In an instant, the little demon snatched the sword from her grasp.
Clang! The long sword was flung aside, embedding itself into the doorpost, the blade disappearing from view.
What terrifying strength!
"You!" Song Shiyuan gasped, bewildered.
She tried to resist but found her wrists firmly captured by the smaller demon, her grip like iron.
"Shiyuan, do Ah Xi's intentions need to be explained so clearly?"
"Or, little sister, are you really clueless?"
The little fox demon's gaze locked onto Song Shiyuan, her eyes shimmering like autumn water, as if they held only her.
Her cherry lips parted, radiating an enticing ambiguity and tenderness.
Her already captivating features seemed to glow with a magnetic allure.
Song Shiyuan felt her mouth go dry, unease creeping in as she began to struggle.
"Fox demon! What do you want? Stop it!"
But the sword practitioner's struggles were weak and futile.
The little fox smiled, leaning closer, exerting her strength.
In one swift motion, she pressed Song Shiyuan to the ground in the garden.
Song Shiyuan's pupils dilated in shock as she found herself pinned against the grass, unable to move.
Her arms were forced upward, completely restrained.
At this moment, the space between them had shrunk considerably, the fabric of their clothing barely separating their bodies.
Song Shiyuan felt the warmth radiating from the girl against her, a soft touch that ignited a fire beneath her skin.
This sensation was utterly foreign to her.
Throughout her life, from childhood to adulthood, she had never been this close to anyone. Not even with those of the same gender.
Panic flickered in her eyes as her breath quickened, each heartbeat echoing like a drum in her chest.
"You, you, you! You fox demon! Get off me!"
Song Shiyuan gritted her teeth, her voice cold yet trembling.
"If you don't get up, I won't be polite!!"
Lu Zhuxin couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.
The little sword practitioner was clearly struggling to hide her emotions, but her expressions betrayed her completely.
Her gaze darted away, avoiding Lu Zhuxin's penetrating eyes, while her fair ears flushed a deep crimson.
The little sword practitioner's emotions were painfully transparent even in a dream.
"Alright, how are you going to be impolite to me?" the little fox demon whispered, her breath tickling Song Shiyuan's ear.
"Hee hee hee…"
A soft giggle escaped her lips.
Song Shiyuan's attention was drawn to the fox demon, who had unexpectedly transformed, revealing beautiful silver-white ears and a fluffy tail.
Is she the silver fox?
The thought flitted through her mind, but she lacked the energy to dwell on such details.
The warmth of the fox demon's breath danced along her jade neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Her hands and feet felt as though they were enveloped in a soft cloud, the sensation creeping along her skin, drawing closer to her core.
"You silver fox!!"
Song Shiyuan gasped, struggling to breathe.
The little fox demon, pressing down on her, was using her tails to slip beneath the fabric of her sleeves and trousers, inching inside.
That was a sacred area—one that had never been touched by anyone!
"What are you doing?!" Song Shiyuan's voice quivered in alarm.
"Still… s-stop right now!"
The little fox demon looked down at her, an expression of gentle focus gracing her features. "What do you think, Shiyuan little sister?"
Terror gripped Song Shiyuan.
She felt as if she were about to crumble, the barrier of clothing vanishing as the warm, fluffy sensation crawled directly across her skin.
The heat and the itchiness were overwhelming, making it difficult for her to draw a breath.
One of the fox demon's tails began to deftly loosen her waistband, gliding downwards, teasingly brushing against her smooth lower abdomen.
There was a hint of intent to continue downward.
"Shiyuan, little sister, at this point, you're still pretending to be clueless."
"What Ah Xi wants…"
The little fox demon's lips curled, her breath sweet like orchids.
"Is to have flowers and butterflies intertwine, a spring day's entry into the room; dragonflies dancing, gently rolling with the wind and waves."
Song Shiyuan's pupils constricted.
Her mind trembled, a sharp, explosive sound escaping her lips.
"Don't talk nonsense!!"
Suddenly, Song Shiyuan bolted upright in bed, her heart racing, cold sweat drenching her skin.
The dream was over.
She pressed a hand to her chest, the vivid images still fresh in her mind.
The warm, soft touch of the little fox demon's tail lingered on her skin, a sensation that sent shivers down her spine.
She could still almost smell the sweet scent of the little fox demon still hanging in the air, teasing her senses.
"Just a dream?"
She scanned her surroundings. The restriction formation she had set up remained intact, with no signs of intrusion.
She had awakened naturally, and with an empty stomach, there was no chance of being drugged.
"So…was it really just a dream?"
Song Shiyuan muttered, clutching her chest, her brows knitting together.
But no answer came.
Meanwhile, someone who could answer her question was peeping and giggling in her own palace bedroom
Lu Zhuxin lounged on her soft bed, the water mirror before her reflecting Song Shiyuan's dazed expression as she woke.
Hugging her fox tail, Lu Zhuxin laughed softly, fully aware of the turmoil this dream would stir in the innocent heart of this little sister.
A girl like Song Shiyuan, who clearly preferred men, had just been nearly pinned down by a female fox in her dream.
The confusion she must feel upon waking would be deliciously unsettling.
Of course, a single dream couldn't alter a person's sexual orientation or change her feelings for Song Shixuan.
However, as long as she remained in the Fox Palace, Lu Zhuxin could orchestrate countless more opportunities for Song Shiyuan.