Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 326 - 265: Threw Up

Sang Luo wasn’t a heavy drinker. After sulking and drinking all day, she felt ill and her mind was fuzzy. She crawled into bed and immediately fell into a stupor.

In the middle of the night, the side of the bed dipped. A deep, calm presence appeared beside her. The faint scent of alcohol wafting under her nose made the half-asleep, half-dreaming Sang Luo even more groggy.

Sang Luo knew she was asleep, but she couldn’t quite remember where or when she was. Subconsciously, she thought she was lying in one of her Beast Husbands’ beds... ’But whose?’

When the man leaned closer, she instinctively turned and wrapped her arms around his waist. Just as she had done a thousand times before, she buried her face in his chest, her nose brushing against him. She tried to find a familiar scent, but no matter how hard she searched, she couldn’t find it. All she could smell was the slightly pungent odor of alcohol, which masked his natural scent...

’Strange, why has he been drinking...’

Sang Luo searched her mind, trying to remember who liked to drink.

Fei Yuan liked to drink, and he could hold his liquor well—he wouldn’t get drunk even after a thousand cups. But his chest was always scorching hot.

The man before her now was only faintly warm.

’Then it can’t be Quan Jin or Ah Ze, either. Their body temperatures are a bit cooler, which is very comfortable to sleep next to in the summer...’

’Si Ye? Lan Cang?’

Her hands started to roam restlessly, trying to measure the build of the person beside her.

After a long moment, a low grunt sounded by her ear.

The man finally moved.

He rolled over, pinning her to the bed. His hand reached for the tie at the small of her back. With a simple flick of his well-defined fingers, the sash was pulled undone.

The design of the Heaton Robe was different from other gowns. Once the waist sash was undone, it became a single, complete piece of fabric, with no stitching needed at the collar or arms... Sang Luo whimpered and squirmed a little, and the fabric slid gracefully from her waist.

Minos’s pupils contracted, and his breathing instantly grew heavy. His entire body felt like it had been set on fire, his face and the tips of his ears turning bright red.

He didn’t quite dare to look at the exposed, snow-white curves, but the hand on the small of her back followed his body’s primal urges, smoothing away the increasingly disheveled fabric from her body bit by bit. His other hand undid his own belt and began to remove his clothes.

Sang Luo suddenly felt a chill. She curled up, her mind clearing slightly. Sensing a slender hand roaming over her body, she jolted, her eyes flying open to meet a pair of deep, narrow eyes.

At this moment, the man’s eyes were not as clear and calm as they had been during the day; they were churning with desire.

Sang Luo’s eyes widened. She glanced down at herself, cried out, and forcefully shoved him away, grabbing the pitiful scrap of fabric and scrambling off the bed.

Minos grabbed her and tossed her back onto the bed.

For any male, being interrupted at a moment like this was pure agony.

He interlaced his fingers with hers, his voice low and hoarse. "I held a Mating Ceremony with you. You are my rightful Holy Consort. We... should be doing this."

"Bullshit! Go do this with whoever attended that ceremony with you. I didn’t participate!"

A flame gathered in Sang Luo’s palm, instantly searing Minos’s hands. In the split second he loosened his grip, she shoved him away and ran for the door, clutching her clothes.

Just as she was about to run out the door,

BANG!

The doors of the hall slammed shut.

The doors and windows were all locked.

Sang Luo’s heart skipped a beat.

Minos grabbed her by the shoulders with one hand, pressing her against the wall.

Terrified, Sang Luo looked at Minos. His face was flushed, and the overpowering smell of alcohol wafted off him... ’Just how much Warmth Wine did he drink? Is he that desperate to have children with me!?’

Perhaps pushed to the peak of her anger, Sang Luo felt a sharp pain in her gut. Suddenly, her expression changed as a wave of acid rushed up her esophagus. With a "BLECH," she threw up, spewing the day’s worth of alcohol all over him.

After vomiting, her vision swam and went black. Sang Luo’s legs gave out, and she collapsed forward.

Minos immediately reached out and caught her.

He quickly took off his own outer robe, then stripped off her vomit-soaked clothes as well and destroyed them. He scooped her up—stark naked—and in an instant, carried her to the bathroom.

...

「The next day」

Sang Luo groggily awoke to find it was already noon.

The sunlight outside the window was blinding. She first raised a hand to shield her eyes before slowly lowering her arm. She opened her eyes and stared at the pure white ceiling above, then looked at the large bed beneath her, covered in a soft, silk-like cloud quilt... ’I’m still in the Holy Hall.’

Sang Luo sat up, pressing her temples. Her head was foggy and throbbed with a dull pain; her memory was fragmented.

She remembered drinking a lot yesterday, and then falling asleep.

Then she looked down at the fairy-green long dress she was wearing.

’Strange, was I wearing this yesterday?’

’Why don’t I remember putting this on?’

A servant came in, carrying a meal.

"Please have your meal, Holy Consort."

Hearing the servant’s new form of address, Sang Luo remembered yesterday’s Mating Ceremony. ’So, last night... something seems to have happened...’

"Did the Saint Heir not come here last night?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The servant replied, "He came for a while, but then he left. The Saint Heir spent the latter half of the night resting in his study."

Sang Luo ate a little, and her body began to feel much better. The fragmented memories of last night slowly started to come back.

’I remember now. Minos came last night and tried to get physical with me. We almost came to blows. Then, I threw up all over him. I heard that man is a notorious neat freak. He probably wanted to kill me right then and there... He must be utterly disgusted with me. How could he possibly stay in the palace? He must have gone to the study because he couldn’t stand the sight of me.’

That was exactly what she wanted.

Sang Luo’s appetite suddenly improved, and she finished her entire lunch.

After eating, she was about to go for a walk when she looked down at the green dress and suddenly remembered something.

She wasn’t wearing this yesterday.

’Did someone change me into clean clothes while I was asleep last night?’

’Who changed me?’

Her status in the Holy Palace was special; they would never let a Male Servant change her.

And there were no female attendants in the palace.

’It couldn’t be...’

Sang Luo asked the servant again, "When the Saint Heir came to the palace last night... when did he leave? At that time, I was..."

"When the Month of Bliss began, we were all sent away. Later, the Saint Heir summoned us back and instructed us to fetch new clothes. Then, the Saint Heir came out of the bathroom carrying you, Holy Consort. After he brought you back to the palace and settled you in, he went to the bathroom alone for a while before returning to his study."

Sang Luo was speechless. ’So it really was him who changed my clothes. Doesn’t that mean he saw everything?’

She had absolutely no interest in him and didn’t want him as a Beast Husband.

And he! He saw her completely naked!

’And last night, he put his hands all over me and almost consummated the act...’

’That man looks so noble and detached on the outside, but deep down, he’s just a typical Male Beast, a creature who thinks with his lower body—a total scoundrel!’

Sang Luo had expected Minos to come again that night, but to her surprise, she didn’t see him at all for several days.

The so-called Month of Bliss was over before it had even begun.

The servants remained in the palace to attend to her, so things were no different than before.

However, Sang Luo did hear quite a few past rumors about the Saint Heir from these servants.