Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 110 - 65: Cage (Part 3)

For the past several days, she had been casually yet purposefully showing interest in Quan Xiu, even occasionally letting a hint of flirtation slip through.

Her attitude wasn’t exactly passionate, but in the Beast World, for a female to take the initiative with a male was a great honor. It meant she was very interested in him.

Sang Luo could sense that Quan Xiu had his own designs on her—or to be more precise, on her womb.

The fact that she had given birth to an heir who was an Innate King Beast was no secret; it was common knowledge throughout the Empire. Quan Xiu didn’t even need to investigate to know she possessed powerful Fertility. Moreover, the child she bore was the pure-blooded heir of his own brother. It was impossible for him not to be tempted.

But he was very cautious, sizing her up from the shadows.

Sang Luo had thought she would have to bide her time for a while longer. She hadn’t expected him to respond so quickly.

Naturally, she was going to answer the summons.

Before she even stepped through the main gate, she heard the sounds of a man and woman making love—moans mingling with a man’s suppressed, heavy breathing.

Judging by the woman’s voice, she was in far more pain than pleasure. It spoke volumes of the man’s raw power.

Sang Luo paused. She didn’t use her spiritual power to probe further, lest she see something she couldn’t unsee.

A long time passed before the sounds from the room finally ceased. Only then did Sang Luo knock on the door.

The door opened quickly.

It was Quan Xiu.

His short black hair was now long, cascading down to his waist. ’He must have used some minor Magic to hide his identity before.’ At this moment, Quan Xiu’s clothes were in disarray, his upper body bare, and his face was flushed with the afterglow of passion. His lust-filled purple eyes landed on her with a chilly indifference, as if he were displeased she had interrupted his fun.

Sang Luo looked up at his face and froze, momentarily lost in a daze.

A moment later, Martha Brent walked over.

She was naked from the waist up, with just a piece of cloth barely covering her lower body. Seeing Sang Luo at the door, she blushed in surprise and embarrassment. "Q... Queen."

Quan Xiu frowned and dismissed her.

Martha Brent bit her lip and gave him a reluctant look before dressing and hurrying away under the cover of moonlight.

Quan Xiu straightened his clothes, the look of passion on his face completely gone. He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at Sang Luo. "I thought His Majesty had finally come to his senses and sent you to my bed. I didn’t expect another beautiful female instead."

"She was quite a treat, so I decided to have a taste. The Queen shouldn’t mind, should she?"

He stepped forward, his long fingers gripping Sang Luo’s chin. A mocking smile glinted in his purple eyes. "Those females are just a way to relieve the evening’s boredom. You’re the one I’m most interested in."

Sang Luo fought the urge to chop his hands off. She frowned and asked, "You have many lovers?"

"I have many concubines in my Prince Mansion on the East Continent, but unfortunately, none of them are fertile. I heard you gave birth to my brother’s pure-blooded heir. If you’re willing to come back to the East Continent with me, I’ll send all those other females away." Quan Xiu watched her expression grow colder, and a smirk played on his lips. "Is the Queen getting jealous?"

"..." Sang Luo said, "I only care about your face, not your body. It has nothing to do with me how many females you sleep with."

"You really were devoted to him." The smile on Quan Xiu’s lips widened. "Too bad he lost. I’m the final winner. You can give yourself to me. I’m no worse than he was."

Sang Luo inwardly rolled her eyes. ’The nerve of this bastard. He doesn’t even have his Primordial Yang anymore; I wouldn’t give him a second glance. I’m not desperate enough to take just anyone.’

But her face twisted into a tragic smile. "Then... can you just hold me?"

she said, "Just think of it as comforting a poor female who has lost the love of her life."

Quan Xiu looked down at her. Her lovely face was etched with sorrow, her limpid eyes misty and unbearably pitiable... But when he tried to use his spiritual power, it was blocked by another force. He couldn’t read her mind.

"It would be my honor."

Quan Xiu reined in his thoughts and gently embraced Sang Luo. She could feel no trace of genuine affection from him. Not that Sang Luo needed it, of course.

Sang Luo rested her head in the crook of his neck, her arm wrapping around him to lift his long black hair.

A faint green energy flashed discreetly in her palm.

A crimson mark flashed for a split second on the nape of his neck. Sang Luo’s pupils trembled. ’The mark was repelled!’

’Caesar’s plan had worked!’

’But... if the other person is dead, can the mark still successfully transfer?’

Suddenly, Sang Luo’s body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Quan Xiu, thinking she was overcome with grief, subconsciously began to gently stroke her back. He froze for a moment, surprised by his own action.

"What are you two doing!"

Duotu appeared out of nowhere. He yanked Sang Luo into his arms and glared at Quan Xiu, his face contorted with fury. "Don’t forget the deal we made! Anyone but her!"