Many descendants

That night.

Su Yan's body was already satisfied, and she was as soft as a lump of mud, but she was still quite excited.

While drinking water, she swallowed a Rejuvenation Pill, instantly restoring her strength. "Let's practice together some more."

Xiao Mei had told her that one of the tests for becoming a Holy Female was physical ability. It was about how long she could stay with a male. She couldn't take Rejuvenation Pills during that time, so she could practice beforehand.

The only male she hasn't fully explored is the one in front of her. In the end, he always restrains his desires out of consideration for her body.

She never let him lose control.

"Why are you in such high spirits?" Ziqi pulled her into his arms, trying to calm her down for a while.

"Can't keep going?" Su Yan asked restlessly, even though she was still in great shape.

"I'm afraid of hurting you." Ziqi pinched her extremely soft face. "Don't be ungrateful."

"I think you're no good." Su Yan continued her provocative act, oblivious to the danger.

Ziqi, the mighty Beast King, was not about to be manipulated by her with just a few words. He patted her smooth back and asked, "Why are you crying?"

A seemingly unrelated question calmed all of Su Yan's turmoil.

"Since Your Majesty doesn't want to do it anymore, let's go back to the palace. It's almost dawn." Su Yan turned out of his arms and took out a sexy black lace nightgown from her spatial storage and put it on.

It was Su Yan's mistake to let him see her vulnerability.

"You always wear a mask in front of everyone, even your own children. It's as if you're playing a role. Only when you shed tears do I see the real you."

Zi Qi also got off the bed, dressed in a white casual robe with dark patterns, which completely concealed his gifted, agile, and perfect body, and he once again became the high and mighty Beast King.

Su Yan poured two glasses of wine and handed one to him. "I am who I am. Don't you know me by my lips whether I'm wearing a mask or not?"

Ziqi pulled her into his arms, pressing her tightly against his body, but even though they were so close, she felt so far away... so far that he couldn't even touch her.

“There is no one in your heart.” Ziqi’s words hit the nail on the head.

He could see through her, and so could those privileged young men. That's why they only cared about her child and never dared to hope to actually have her.

"What a wicked female!"

Su Yan drank the wine in her glass and held it in her mouth.

Her legs, like vines, wrapped around his waist, and from above, she kissed his lips, passing him the fine wine from her mouth...

Ziqi left when it was dawn.

Su Yan finally noticed a hint of him losing control, but she still didn't delve into the details.

She knows what to do with this kind of person, but she can't do it.

He saw through her heart, and he was right; she was wearing a mask, hiding her true self behind it.

But what else could she do? Only in this way could she persevere.

Her sincerity had once sprouted tender buds, endured growing pains, grown into a towering tree, and even borne fruit... In the end, the fruit was shattered, the tree was uprooted, and chopped into firewood.

He died, leaving not even ashes behind.

How could she let anyone see that?

Her last refuge has become a desolate wasteland, devoid of the power of love.

……

"Sister Su, are you going to class?" Dongfang Yan's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Okay," Su Yan replied.

She hadn't picked up her school uniform yet, so she was still wearing her own clothes: a light blue, elegant long dress and a pair of flat, white, delicate leather boots. Her collarbone-length, slightly wavy hair was tied in a short ponytail, revealing her delicate, fair face, adding to her sweet and playful charm and radiating youthful energy.

"I hate to admit it, but you are indeed beautiful." Wen Yixin looked at Su Yan's face with envy.

Dongfang Yan, with her sharp eyes, noticed a red mark on her neck that looked like a peach petal. "Sister Su, were you bitten by something? Why is your neck red?"

Su Yan's face flushed instantly; that was the spot where Zi Qi had last kissed her before leaving...

"It's a little itchy, I rubbed it myself, wait a minute." Su Yan hurriedly went back to her room, took some concealer, covered up the red marks, and wrapped a silk scarf around her neck.

Seeing Su Yan's silk scarf, Wen Yixin asked again, "This is so pretty, where did you buy it, Sister Su?"

"This... was a gift from a friend. I'll ask about it later."

"Then you must remember to ask. My brother always brushes me off, saying he'll buy me something, but he always puts it off until I forget about it, and then he doesn't buy it for me at all."

"Haha." Su Yan laughed out loud.

Dongfang Yan smiled, pursing her lips.

When I came out of the dormitory, there was a tall and handsome male standing outside.

Wen Yixin called the other person "brother".

Dongfang Yan kept her head down, so her expression was not visible.

At this moment, Wen Yixin suddenly took Su Yan's arm, pulled her forward, and whispered, "My brother and Sister Yan'er are discussing marriage. Let them go together."

Su Yan understood. "You should have said so earlier. I would have given Dongfang a congratulatory gift."

"It's not too late to start preparing now." Wen Yixin winked playfully. "By the way, when are you and Brother Zong getting married?"

“Us?” Su Yan thought of Zong Sili and shook her head. “It shouldn’t come to that.”

"Huh?! But you've already had children." This was also what she admired. Su Yan had given birth to a Heavenly Rank cub, something she absolutely could not do, so she had no choice but to admire her.

"Having a child doesn't necessarily mean you have to get married," Su Yan replied with a smile.

"That's true, even if you're married, you might not be able to have children."

"..." This reverse thinking doesn't seem wrong either.

"But you're really amazing. How did your belly grow like that? You can even give birth to a Heavenly Rank cultivator. Teach me some secrets." As she spoke, Wen Yixin reached out and touched Su Yan's belly.

Su Yan was touched and laughed out loud because it tickled her, then dodged to the side.

As a result, they hit someone.

Su Yan quickly turned around to look.

With blue hair and blue eyes, the refined and elegant Rong Ruo steadied her, saying, "Be careful."

“Rong Ruo?” Su Yan’s eyes lit up. “You’re back at the academy.”

Rong Ruo smiled and nodded, "It's me."

“Rong Ruo, isn’t that Rong Wu?” Wen Yixin looked Rong Ruo up and down.

“You can call me that too,” Rong Ruo replied with a smile.

Wen Yixin pulled Su Yan aside and whispered to her, "Stay away from him. He's a jerk who hits and curses people. He's got terrible character."

Su Yan: "..."

Rong Wu has completely ruined Rong Ruo's reputation.

With Wen Yixin holding her arm tightly, Su Yan had no choice but to say to Rong Ruo, "Rong Ruo, I need to talk to you. See you at the library later."

"Okay." A gentle, warm smile appeared on Rong Ruo's beautiful face.

It wasn't until Wen Yixin had dragged her along for a while that Su Yan realized she had forgotten to tell Rong Ruo the time... She looked back and saw Rong Ruo still standing there.

Slightly startled, he called out, "Lunchtime."

Rong Ruo nodded. "Okay."