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The Empress's Exquisite Jade Feet
Here it comes, the challenge has arrived.
Chen Anlin's lips twitched slightly. Although the plot had changed, and he had agreed to the annulment of the engagement, she still refused to return the betrothal gifts. After taking a detour, Xiao Chen was still determined to challenge him.
Naturally, Chen Anlin refused; at this moment, he was definitely not a match for Ye Chen. There was no way around it—Xiao Chen, as the protagonist, was known for challenging opponents beyond his level.
In the novel, he was directly defeated and humiliated in public. However, knowing the plot, Chen Anlin quickly realized that he could soon teach Xiao Chen a lesson!
Facing the provocation, Chen Anlin chuckled. "Xiao Chen, have you lost your mind? Why are you using my family's betrothal gifts as a wager? The betrothal gifts belong to my family; what’s wrong with me taking them?"
At this moment, those around them nodded in agreement.
What business did this broke loser have to speak up?
It was rumored that Zhao Yao had been supporting him; these two were clearly in cahoots.
Chen Anlin was known for being infatuated; Zhao Yao, since you don’t want to get married, why accept his things? And why act so wronged? Poor Chen Anlin had been taken advantage of!
Receiving gifts while letting others take away the goodwill—what kind of calculation was that?
How could she be so thick-skinned?
The voices around her made Zhao Yao panic completely; she opened her mouth and began to cry. "Setting aside the facts, does that mean Chen Anlin is completely blameless?"
Chen Anlin scoffed. "Setting aside the facts? If we’re setting aside the facts, then what’s there to discuss?"
"Zhao Yao, tomorrow I will personally come to retrieve my family's betrothal gifts. I hope you know how to conduct yourself."
With that, Chen Anlin left.
As soon as he stepped out the door, he let out a long sigh of relief. By not accepting the protagonist's challenge, Xiao Chen wouldn’t dare do anything to him under everyone's watchful eyes.
However, he realized he needed to have some skilled individuals by his side in the future; otherwise, things could get troublesome.
【Ding! Plot altered, collecting luck points.】
What is this?
Chen Anlin paused for a moment and patted his head.
The voice just now had indeed come from inside his head.
Wait a minute—inside his head...
He saw something: a small blue jade bottle.
It was just a small vase he had casually bought on the roadside in his previous life for flower arrangements, yet it turned out to be a treasure. Perhaps his reincarnation was somehow connected to it.
Then, a stream of information flowed into him.
The Qi Luck Immortal Bottle is capable of collecting Qi Luck energy, which can then be transformed into fundamental source energy. This not only nourishes the body and significantly boosts one’s strength but can also be used for healing injuries and repairing treasures.
In addition, the Qi Luck Immortal Bottle can release a Qi Luck aura, allowing one to observe Qi Luck seeds. In other words, by suppressing or resolving these Qi Luck seeds, I can collect Qi Luck energy?
Chen Anlin suddenly understood. He decided to try releasing the Qi Luck aura and looked around. Centered on himself, he could see the Qi Luck of those nearby.
For instance, there was a vendor next to him whose Qi Luck had reached a certain level, indicating that he was about to experience bad luck. Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the vendor stepped into a large pile of something unpleasant, cursing in anger.
Not far away, a strikingly beautiful woman had her Qi Luck at another level. Moments later, a wealthy merchant approached her, happily handing her a gold bracelet.
This was their Qi Luck; the lower the Qi Luck, the more likely one was to encounter misfortune, while higher Qi Luck meant good things were on the horizon.
Instinctively, he looked up at his own Qi Luck above his head.
His Qi Luck was at an alarming level!
This didn’t mean he was particularly unlucky; in fact, having been born with a golden key, his luck had always been quite good. The only explanation for such a low reading now was that his life was in grave danger!
When someone’s Qi Luck is low, it often means more than just facing unfortunate events; it could also lead to death. Without needing to think too hard, he knew that it must be Xiao Chen who was after him.
I need to go to the Empress first.
Chen Anlin cautiously observed his surroundings as he made his way toward a crowded area.
Not long after he left, in a corner, Xiao Chen emerged with a cold expression. He glanced around and noticed that Chen Anlin was heading toward where there were more people.
This made it difficult for him to act.
“Chen scoundrel, I’ll let you live for now!”
Chen Anlin had no home to return to and went directly to the imperial palace instead. His noble status as a childhood companion of Empress Wu Qingxue allowed him access to the palace.
Before long, an old eunuch stepped out from the main hall of the palace.
“Li.” Chen Anlin cupped his hands in greeting.
Before him stood Li Mingde, a eunuch who had accompanied the Empress Wu Qingxue since childhood and had watched Chen Anlin grow up. He had always treated Anlin well.
"Anlin, what brings you here? You usually don't come to this place," Li said with a smile. He knew that Chen Anlin was most afraid of the Empress Wu Qingxue, who had bullied him since they were young. Anlin had developed a psychological shadow from those experiences; under normal circumstances, he would never dare to meet the Empress without a good reason.
"Indeed, I've encountered some troublesome matters," Anlin replied.
"Then go on in. Her Majesty is playing in the back garden and mentioned that your arrival is quite timely."
"Thank you," Chen Anlin said gratefully as he followed Li.
Li stopped at the entrance of the back garden, allowing Chen Anlin to enter alone.
Inside the garden, a faint floral fragrance lingered in the air. A stunning woman dressed in an exquisite purple gown, her clothes dampened and accentuating her curvaceous figure, was gracefully walking on the water's surface.
This was none other than the Empress of Da Zhou, Wu Qingxue.
Thinking about her cultivation level made Chen Anlin feel a mix of admiration and awe. They were of similar age and had grown up together. While he had only reached the eighth rank in cultivation, Wu Qingxue had already attained the late third rank.
In Da Zhou, the strongest were at the first rank, while the weakest were at the ninth. As Empress, she did not need to deal with mundane state affairs daily; those were generally left to the cabinet. Her primary responsibility was to maintain control over the strongest martial power to govern the court effectively.
"Long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live!" Chen Anlin knelt before her.
Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted by. The Empress, who had just been standing on the water's surface, now stood before Chen Anlin. In his view appeared a pair of exquisitely sculpted feet—perfectly beautiful.
The scent emanating from them was intoxicating.
"Little Anzi, you rarely come by to pay your respects or chat with me. What brings you here today?"
Chen Anlin's lips twitched slightly at her words. The Empress had taken delight in bullying him during their childhood and had often threatened to make him a eunuch so that he could always accompany her in play.
As a child, he would hide whenever he saw the Empress. Although he never became a eunuch, the Empress gave him a nickname: Little An.
"Your Majesty, I've offended someone and now I'm in big trouble," Chen Anlin said, lowering his head.
"Oh? You've offended someone?" Wu Qingxue appeared quite interested, nodding her head. "Get up and tell me, who dares to bully you? Did you not report my name?"
"I wouldn't dare to casually mention Your Majesty's name," Chen Anlin replied as he stood up and glanced at Wu Qingxue. Above her head, the aura of fortune hovered, orderly and precise.
"From now on, if anyone bullies you, feel free to report my name."
"Understood." Chen Anlin did not show much joy because he knew that the Empress's reputation was not very favorable in certain circles. In some remote areas, there were even frequent rebellions against her rule. Therefore, he worried that mentioning the Empress's name would lead to even worse consequences for him.
Sighing inwardly, he realized that he was still too weak. But that would change!
In the past, without awakening his latent potential, he was naive and lacked a sense of urgency. He spent his days indulging in food and play, enjoying himself without a care in the world. But that would no longer be the case!
With this thought in mind, Chen Anlin took a deep breath and mustered his courage. "Your Majesty, I would like to borrow Sister Dou'er for a moment."
"Hmm?" Wu Qingxue's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. "How bold! What do you need Dou'er for? You little rascal are trying to set your sights on my guard?"
Seeing the Empress so angry made Chen Anlin realize she misunderstood him. He quickly explained, "Your Majesty, you've misunderstood! I meant to ask Sister Dou'er to help me fight."
Yang Dou was a skilled fighter from the inner court and served as the Empress's personal bodyguard with initial third-grade cultivation.
From a young age, Dou'er had been by the Empress's side. Back then, when he played horse-riding games with the Empress, Dou'er had even advised her not to bully him. Although later on, he ended up being bullied even more severely, Dou'er had always treated him well.
Whenever he was bullied and cried, Dou'er would hold him tightly, enveloping him in her protective embrace until he could hardly breathe.
Unfortunately, as they grew older, that kind of treatment disappeared.
Besides being powerful in cultivation, Yang Dou was also someone who frequently offered strategies to the Empress and was known by the title "Sleeping Dragon."
Wu Qingxue paced back and forth as if deep in thought.
With a splash, Chen Anlin unexpectedly knelt down. "Your Majesty, you wouldn't want to see Xiao Anzi come to harm, would you?"
"Very well!" Wu Qingxue shook her head and called out, "Dou'er."
"Your Majesty!" A figure quietly appeared behind Chen Anlin.
"From today onward, you are responsible for Xiao Anzi's safety. Resolve his troubles first!" After a pause, Wu Qingxue added, "In addition, the Eastern Depot personnel can also be mobilized by Dou'er."
Chen Anlin was overjoyed. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"And how will you repay me?" Wu Qingxue scrutinized Chen Anlin as she asked.
"Your Majesty has treated me so well; I have no way to repay you. I am willing to massage Your Majesty's feet."
"Alright, for one hour," Wu Qingxue's eyes lit up.
Chen Anlin hesitated slightly. "Your Majesty is being too demanding; I fear I won't do it well."
"You’re acting strange!" Wu Qingxue's brows darkened. "Will you do it or not?"
"As you command," Chen Anlin replied with resignation.
This was in line with his previous character; he was extremely fearful of Wu Qingxue and disliked massaging her feet. However, after awakening from his stupor, things were different. With the awakening of memories came the emergence of strange thoughts.
Wu Qingxue was satisfied as she sat in the pavilion while Chen Anlin found a small stool to sit on.
Looking at her exquisite jade-like feet, he felt an inexplicable urge to admire them; they were simply too perfect, without any flaws!
Suddenly, a thought crossed Chen Anlin's mind. What if I just take a gentle sniff? Surely I won’t be discovered?
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