Qin Muye was an S-Level Superpower user?

Jiang Qingli was happy for him. "No wonder lightning flashed and thunder rumbled whenever you were upset. Congrat—"

She was only halfway through the word "congratulations" when she noticed his head was bowed.

Even though it was something worth celebrating, Qin Muye didn’t dare to look her in the eye.

Jiang Qingli walked over, took his hand, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Qin Muye pressed his lips together. After a long moment, he said, "According to tradition... members of the Imperial Family have a duty to go to the front lines."

The Imperial Family had always claimed to be descendants of the Beast God.

Since they enjoyed the highest privileges, they were also required to protect the countless citizens of the Empire.

Members of the Imperial Family without abilities could be married off, but any with a royal bloodline, a Superpower Level of B Level or higher, and no right of succession had to join the forces fighting against the Mutant Beasts.

Whether it was because of his imperial status, to carry on his father’s legacy, or to prove himself, Qin Muye wanted to go to the front lines.

To that end, he had desperately tried to get into a military academy several years ago.

After his dream of attending the academy was shattered, he placed his hopes on awakening a Superpower.

Unfortunately, when he was first tested, his high expectations were met with the cruel result of "F," leaving him to face a political marriage.

Unwilling to enter a restrictive marriage, Qin Muye decided to drag his already low reputation into the negatives.

Sure enough, the noble females of the Upper City District avoided him like the plague.

Qin Muye immersed himself in studying weaponry, hoping to join the armaments department, but it was then that the system "assigned" him to Jiang Qingli.

That day, after a fruitless argument with the Emperor, Qin Muye could only grit his teeth and come up with a plan to trade his assets for a divorce.

He was desperate for freedom, eager to achieve his ambitious goals, and, more than anything, wanted to prove he wasn’t a failure.

But now that he finally had the chance, Qin Muye hesitated, not even daring to meet Jiang Qingli’s eyes.

He took a deep breath, pulled up a screen, and placed it in front of Jiang Qingli, showing her the agreement on it.

After marriage, a male became the property of his female master. Even though he was a Prince, any major decisions required his female master’s signed approval.

Qin Muye had thought about it all night.

He could have said many things, played the part of the obedient, pitiful husband. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

But in the end, he decided to say nothing and let her make the choice.

Even if she got angry at him for acting on his own, he would accept it.

Jiang Qingli held the agreement and looked at it for a long time without saying a word.

As the seconds and minutes ticked by, the emotions in Qin Muye’s heart grew more and more complex.

His head sank lower and lower as he stared at their shadows on the floor.

Suddenly, a hand gently patted his head.

Qin Muye looked up and met the girl’s beautiful eyes.

"This is good news." Jiang Qingli gently pushed him down to sit on the sofa while she remained standing, stroking his hair. "Why did you look so unhappy just now?"

Qin Muye didn’t say anything.

Jiang Qingli saw right through him. "You were afraid I wouldn’t agree, and you were also afraid I’d think you were being so nice to me just to get my signature and leave?"

Qin Muye: "..."

’Does she have the Mind Reading Technique?’

Jiang Qingli let out a PFFT of laughter.

’No wonder Jiang Youchen can see right through me. Sometimes, a person’s emotions are really written all over their face.’

Especially since Qin Muye had no defenses up against her at all.

Jiang Qingli’s fingers caressed his cheek as she said softly, "When you first moved in, you brought a lot of weapons, you had weapon assembly manuals in your secret base, and you applied for a Superpower retest every month... You’ve been preparing for this for a long time, haven’t you?"

Qin Muye hadn’t expected her to remember so many details about him.

He nodded, and then heard Jiang Qingli say, "Don’t worry about anything else. Go and pursue the honor you desire."

As she spoke, she signed her name at the bottom of the agreement, scanned her iris, and uploaded it.

A few seconds later, Qin Muye’s terminal received a notification that the system had approved it, along with an order for him to attend a meeting at the military headquarters this afternoon.

Everything went so smoothly that Qin Muye felt it was a little surreal.

Jiang Qingli flicked his forehead. "Why aren’t you saying anything?"

"Aren’t you angry?" Qin Muye asked in a muffled voice.

"When I heard what Qin Yu said yesterday, I was a little angry that you didn’t tell me sooner. But you quickly explained everything, and your reasoning made sense, so I’m not angry anymore."

"Besides..." Jiang Qingli leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "A good master gives her puppy what he wants."

Qin Muye huffed. "I told you, I’m a panther, not a dog."

Despite his words, the corners of his lips curled up. He pulled her onto his lap and leaned in close.

Their noses touched. Qin Muye tilted his head and kissed her lips.

It was rare for the wild young man to be so gentle. Their breaths tangled intimately, and when they parted, their breathing was unsteady.

He wanted to continue, but Jiang Qingli pinched his cheek.

She frowned, looking very serious. "Hey, I’m agreeing to let you go to the battlefield, but you have to promise me you’ll be safe. Do you understand?"

"Mhm." Qin Muye stared at her and licked his lips.

Seeing his lecherous expression, Jiang Qingli patted his cheek and tugged on the tip of his ear. "Did—you—hear—me?"

Qin Muye snapped back to his senses. He cupped her face with both hands, and as their lips met, he spoke in a hoarse, incredibly devout voice—

"As you command."

"Master."

...

By the time Jiang Qingli arrived in the dining room, it was almost noon.

Jiang Yi and her three Beast Husbands still had to apply for a transfer back to the First District, so they hadn’t come home and only sent Jiang Qingli a message.

Jiang Qingli was a little disappointed not to see her mother when she woke up, but the moment she entered the dining room, three heads swiveled toward her in unison, instantly distracting her.

Gu Nian, holding a container of food, gave her a sweet smile. "Big Sister, I made lots of desserts and snacks."

Yuan Shimo, who had just entered the dining room, pressed his lips together. "You didn’t reply to my message, so I came over."

Baili Jing, who was just finishing setting out the dishes, greeted her with a smile. "Xiao Li, you must be tired from last night. I made your favorite soup, so make sure to eat a lot."

Yi Nuo, standing to the side, pulled out the chair at the head of the table for Jiang Qingli and bowed respectfully. "Miss, please be seated."

The four voices rose one after another, and Jiang Qingli suddenly felt very busy.

But she hadn’t eaten much last night, had been dreaming all night, and had just been fooling around with Qin Muye upstairs, so she hadn’t even had breakfast. She was truly hungry.

Jiang Qingli sat down.

Baili Jing and Yuan Shimo sat on her left and right, respectively, while Gu Nian sat at the far end of the long table.

Jiang Qingli found it strange. "Why are you sitting so far away?"

The delicate and beautiful young man had been watching her since the moment she walked in. Hearing her question, his smile held a touch of slyness. "I want Big Sister to see me the moment she looks up."

Standing behind Jiang Qingli, the corner of the Gray Wolf Butler’s eye twitched.

Because she was so hungry, Jiang Qingli didn’t chat with her Beast Husbands and just focused on eating with her head down.

Seeing this, her Beast Husbands also ceased their war of words and focused on their meal.

For a moment, the only sound in the dining room was the clinking of cutlery.

Jiang Qingli suddenly felt that this kind of life was wonderful.

But it seemed like something was missing...

Frowning in thought, Jiang Qingli suddenly asked, "Oh, right, where is... Brother Jiang?"

’That was close,’ she thought. ’I’ve been calling him by his given name in my head for so long, I almost blurted it out.’

Yi Nuo paused. "Young Master Youchen... is not feeling well. He is resting in his room."

’Jiang Youchen isn’t feeling well?’

Jiang Qingli said, "I’ll bring him a meal later, then."

Yi Nuo spoke very quickly. "Miss, there’s no need. Housekeeper Qin has already taken it up."

Jiang Qingli said, "Oh. All right, then."

After finishing her meal, Jiang Qingli pulled out her terminal, intending to send Jiang Youchen a message to see how he was doing.

She couldn’t find him in her contacts.

Then she remembered: Jiang Youchen was still on her block list.

Besides, Jiang Youchen was resting now, so he might not even see a message.

Jiang Qingli thought it over, but she was still a little worried. When her Beast Husbands weren’t around, she secretly slipped over to Jiang Youchen’s door.

She knocked a few times, but there was no answer. The food container was still sitting by the door.

Jiang Qingli tried the doorknob, and to her surprise, the door swung open.

The lights inside were off, giving the room an inexplicably oppressive feeling.

Jiang Qingli suddenly caught the scent of danger, as if she were being watched by an apex Hunter.

But before she could react, a long, slender hand reached out and yanked her into the dim room—