CHAPTER 427: CHAPTER 427: FUTURE EMPRESS: I WILL CONTROL THE FLESH! (PLEASE FOLLOW)

Xiao Ye smacked his lips in surprise and said, "That fast? You caught them all in the blink of an eye."

Ziran proudly raised her slender, fair neck, tilting her head up and giggling, "Yeah, so how is it, Xiao Ye? Isn’t it super lucky to be Ziran’s husband?"

Xiao Ye looked at the creation-type Demon Beasts, then at Ziran’s flat and delicate figure, nodded, then shook his head.

Ziran, "???"

She looked down and saw the tops of her feet.

Ziran got a little annoyed and snorted, "Xiao Ye, are you dissing me?"

*She clearly remembered what Yun Bing had told her, that when Mu Qingxue’s figure was bad, Xiao Ye had despised Mu Qingxue before.*

*What Xiao Ye just meant was probably exactly that.*

Xiao Ye slipped his hand around Ziran’s slim waist, pulled her into his arms, and smiled, "No way, why would I dislike you?"

"I’ve seen you at your peak, and I’ve seen you at your lowest, so you could say I’ve been with you through thick and thin."

Ziran didn’t hear any of it, her pure, pretty face scrunched up in annoyance.

*No, that look in his eyes just now definitely meant he thinks my figure is flat as a board.*

*No boobs, no butt!*

Not far away, Gu Qingcheng stood in midair in a fitted white robe, watching the two of them.

Suddenly, she lit up with joy, the corner of her mouth twitching up as she said,

"Ziran is mad, as expected—Ziran can’t love that man that much."

"In Ziran’s heart, our sisterhood must mean more than her relationship with her husband."

Her eyes sharpened as she saw Ziran getting her thigh touched.

"Damn, he took advantage of her and Ziran isn’t even hitting him."

"Should I step in and give that shameless bastard a lesson!"

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng got anxious and immediately called out to stop her, saying, "Back then, I really was the Empress acting like a dummy—you can’t tell it was Ziran, that little minx, seducing my husband?"

"She was faking being angry just now, hoping to spark some pity in him."

"Now look at Ziran’s face, isn’t she just oozing with shyness—and under that shyness, she’s bursting with joy!"

Gu Qingcheng stared for a second.

Sure enough!

Ziran was now hanging her head, her pretty face burning with shyness, but the delight shining in her beautiful eyes just could not be hidden.

Plus, it was Ziran herself who lifted that long purple skirt, exposing her milky white, slender, and long legs right in front of Xiao Ye.

"Uh!" Gu Qingcheng found herself at a loss for words, "Looks like, maybe, you really have a point."

*At this point, Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng was fuming, thinking,* "*That little slut, no wonder Xiao Ye adores her so much, leaving me alone for over ten years—turns out she’s skilled at the art of flirtation.*"

"Xiaogu, seriously, take notes—learn some moves from this little slut."

"Your figure is way better than Ziran’s right now; if you use tricks like that, our man would pay even more attention to you!"

"If you wait a few months till Ziran’s body bounces back, you’ll lose your edge."

Gu Qingcheng’s face darkened as she snapped, "Shut up!"

"I am the Hang City Empress, and I’ll never stoop to pathetic tricks like that."

"I, Gu Qingcheng, would never hit on a man either."

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng was speechless, "I’m just trying to help you—and me! Your stubborn ego could use an overhaul. Learn to adapt."

"Whatever, I’m wasting my breath. When your mindset changes, you’ll regret it!"

"If you won’t learn, I’ll learn myself!"

"After all, whatever I experience at this point in time will get delivered, through the Supreme Treasure, to you a hundred years in the future. If I learn something, so does the you from a century later."

Gu Qingcheng’s face couldn’t get any darker; she was almost about to lose it.

*She wouldn’t learn, but Old Gu would.*

*Wasn’t that basically like her slapping her own face?*

Then, Gu Qingcheng asked, a little incredulously, "You’re still alone a hundred years later?"

At this, Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng totally exploded, "Ugh, yeah! Because of you right now, our man has a terrible opinion of us, which means I spend all my days alone as a bitter, resentful madwoman. Gu Qingcheng, you suck so bad!"

Gu Qingcheng, "..."

*If anyone else told her she should die, she would have slapped them into mush ages ago. But the one cursing her—no, this strand of Divine Soul—was her future self.*

*Getting roasted by herself, she just felt completely helpless.*

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng said, "Alright, stop just standing around here. Hurry up and go apologize, save the sisterhood while you can."

Gu Qingcheng, "Not happening."

"I’m the Hang City Empress—there’s nobody alive who is worthy of my apology."

"Ugh, you all say that guy next to Ziran is so amazing, but I honestly don’t see it. That guy is just a horny old perv, probably only knows how to do his thinking below the waist."

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng got anxious, "If you won’t, I will."

"You can’t swallow your pride? Let me handle it!"

"My Divine Soul is one with yours. Release the controls—let me drive this body for a bit, okay?"

*No way could she let bad history repeat itself.*

*She, Future Gu Qingcheng, had no interest in guarding an empty room anymore!*

*She wanted to rewrite the impression Xiao Ye had of her.*

*This Supreme Treasure that let her time travel was something her future self had paid a huge price to acquire.*

*Running such a Supreme Treasure took a ton of energy, and she, Future Gu Qingcheng, would spare no expense to make sure Xiao Ye didn’t hate her—instead, he’d cherish her, Gu Qingcheng!*

Gu Qingcheng opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally made her decision, saying,

"Ten minutes. You can take over my body for ten minutes—after that, I’m taking it back."

"We need to set some ground rules."

"One, we’re only doing this to patch up the sisterhood—don’t you dare go near that guy."

"Two, you don’t get to talk nonsense and call him ’Hubby’ or wreck my dignity and image."

"Three, don’t you dare lift the skirt and flash your long legs—don’t let that man take advantage of me."

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng was a bit speechless, "Deal."

"Hmph, right now you don’t want him taking advantage, but later, when you do, he won’t even look at you."

Gu Qingcheng sneered, "Anyway, those are the three rules. Don’t break them."

"Alright, I’m releasing my Divine Soul. You take over the body."

Divine Soul Gu Qingcheng rubbed her hands together excitedly, her pretty face glowing with enthusiasm, secretly thinking, *’Hubby, it’s me, Gu Qingcheng—I’m back!’*

Meanwhile—

Xiao Ye’s rough hand massaged Ziran’s smooth, long legs. He smiled and said, "Ziran, pick out fifty Demon Beasts that are old, weak, or sick—I need them for resources. The rest of these creation-type Demon Beasts, let’s keep them penned up."

Ziran squirmed from being touched, squeezing her thighs together, her pretty eyes lowered as she said, "Okay!"

She swept her divine sense out, carefully sorting through the creation-type Demon Beasts that were crowded up ahead.

She found the old, weak, and sick ones, one by one, hauling each out and laying them on the empty ground behind her.

Five minutes later, fifty old, weak, and sick creation-type Demon Beasts had been separated and set aside behind her.

Ziran, looking for praise, said, "Xiao Ye, I’m all done! I handled everything myself—you totally owe me."

"You’d better reward me tonight!"

"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out as Xiao Ye smacked her long leg hard, leaving a bright red handprint, and said, "No problem!"

"Hehe, you said it!" Ziran got hit but just grinned from ear to ear, absolutely thrilled.