After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude Chapter 222 - "Thank You for the Effort, I’ll Be Back Later

“Thank You for the Effort, I’ll Be Back Later to Massage My Wife”

“No matter what, I have important matters to discuss with Lady Luo Yi! Please distinguish between what’s important and what’s not—don’t let irrelevant people delay critical intelligence!”

Ye Qingchuan spoke with unwavering confidence.

This confidence stemd from his role as a Hidden Immortal Guard. The Empress herself had tasked him with protecting An Luo Yi—a mission of the utmost secrecy in all of Dragon Dynasty.

As the one being protected, An Luo Yi naturally had the right to know Ye Qingchuan’s identity.

Earlier in the day, the quasi-first-rank Dragon General had publicly humiliated An Luo Yi, leading her to potentially mistake his orders as the Empress’s will.

This misunderstanding could cause An Luo Yi to harbor resentnt toward the Empress.

Thus, Ye Qingchuan had co tonight to reveal his identity—to explain that all of this was part of a sche by corrupt ministers within Dragon Dynasty. The Empress was innocent and cared deeply for her, even going so far as to send him to protect her in secret.

By doing so, Ye Qingchuan could not only gain An Luo Yi’s trust and favor but also clear up any misunderstandings about the Empress. This would help restore hope in the heart of a Destined Heroine who had grown disillusioned with Dragon Dynasty.

For any ambitious individual, the fear wasn’t the presence of corrupt officials—it was the fear that the reigning monarch wasn’t a wise ruler!

As long as An Luo Yi realized that the Empress was just and virtuous, she wouldn’t let her hatred for a few corrupt ministers cloud her judgnt.

This was Ye Qingchuan’s source of confidence.

His value to An Luo Yi was far greater than that of soone like He Changsheng—a re playboy who only knew how to sweet-talk.

With this in mind,

Ye Qingchuan lowered his head slightly, adopting a respectful and humble deanor toward the silver-haired maiden.

He had played this “wolf in sheep’s clothing” ga many tis before!

The plan was simple: start by posing as an unassuming servant, then make an unreasonable request to the noble Destined Heroine.

At this point, He Changsheng—the obvious side character—would misunderstand and oppose him. Later, when Ye Qingchuan revealed his true identity before An Luo Yi, she would realize the truth:

Ah! He’s the Empress’s trusted confidant! He ca to save ! I can’t believe I misunderstood such a heroic figure who was secretly protecting . How can I ever earn his forgiveness?

The colder and more dismissive An Luo Yi was toward him now,

The more she would regret it and be moved when he eventually revealed his true identity!

And as for He Changsheng?

He would eventually realize just how blind he had been—daring to provoke soone of Ye Qingchuan’s stature!

“Lady Luo Yi, please give a mont of your ti. I assure you my intelligence will not disappoint,” Ye Qingchuan said confidently, a slight smile playing on his lips.

However,

An Luo Yi’s expression only grew more puzzled and annoyed. While she might have been curious under normal circumstances, tonight she clearly wasn’t interested.

Sothing more important than “spending ti with He Ange at night”?

To An Luo Yi, no such thing existed in this world.

Even if the sky were falling or the Empress herself passed away, nothing could justify interrupting her rare private monts with He Ange!

With this thought,

An Luo Yi frowned slightly. Her patience was wearing thin, and she was ready to directly chase this stranger away.

But before she could speak,

He Ange beat her to it—

“In that case, why don’t you share your intelligence here, Lord Ye? It just so happens that I’m also one of Muyun City’s elite immortal officers. We can discuss it together.”

His tone was polite and accommodating.

For He Ange,

Ye Qingchuan’s sudden appearance was an unexpected variable. Without knowing his true identity, He Ange naturally wanted to understand why he was approaching An Luo Yi so abruptly.

However,

Even with He Ange offering a compromise,

Ye Qingchuan remained unyielding—his tone cold as he replied:

“My apologies, Lord He. The intelligence I hold is for Lady Luo Yi’s ears only. You do not have the qualifications to listen.”

At these words,

Ye Qingchuan’s gaze toward He Ange carried a hint of disdain and mockery. After all,

Who was He Changsheng compared to him? The Empress’s orders were not sothing a re nobody like He Changsheng had any right to hear!

“——!!”

The silver-haired maiden imdiately raised her hand, ready to summon her sword—but He Ange stopped her.

An Luo Yi’s straightforward nature made her quick to anger. Hearing Ye Qingchuan’s condescending tone toward He Ange filled her with rage—she wanted nothing more than to cut him down on the spot.

She had never encountered such a shaless man before. She had already made it clear she wasn’t interested, yet Ye Qingchuan refused to leave—insisting on staying in her ho uninvited.

What made it worse was that she didn’t even know who Ye Qingchuan was! Yet he acted as if they were close—demanding a private eting and telling He Ange to leave?

This was pure provocation!

What if He Ange got upset and started doubting her innocence? What then?

“I see...”

He Ange murmured softly. His narrowed eyes glinted with a hint of coldness and killing intent as he looked at Ye Qingchuan.

But considering the intelligence Ye Qingchuan claid to have,

He Ange sighed and turned to An Luo Yi with a aningful glance before smiling gently:

“Very well. Since Lord Ye insists on speaking privately with Lady Luo Yi, I’ll take my leave. Please continue your discussion.”

With that,

He Ange turned and walked away.

Left behind,

An Luo Yi sat on the willow swing—watching his retreating figure with a slight pout. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and longing.

She understood the aning behind He Ange’s glance. As Spirit Phoenix Sect’s Holy Son, he was naturally cautious about Ye Qingchuan’s identity. That’s why he had deliberately stepped back—leaving the task of extracting information to her.

She understood his reasoning.

But this was her first ti attempting sothing like this—deceiving soone for information—and it felt strangely wrong. Moreover,

She didn’t want to waste ti talking to soone as annoying as Ye Qingchuan. She still wanted to vent to He Ange about how she’d been humiliated by the Dragon General earlier in the day!

“Thank you for your sacrifice, my dear wife. I’ll co back later to give you a massage~”

Suddenly,

He Ange’s voice echoed in her mind through sound transmission.

At so point,

He had stopped calling her “Senior Sister” and started using the affectionate term “wife.” Though it always made her blush and her heart race,

She couldn’t deny that she loved hearing it! It sounded so much better than “Senior Sister.”

“You’d better keep your word...”

Watching He Ange disappear down the corridor,

An Luo Yi murmured softly to herself—her heart secretly delighted as she smiled inwardly.

Of course she knew what “massage” ant.

But before enjoying He Ange’s reward,

She had to keep a straight face and endure a few more aningless words from this Ye Qingchuan fellow.

“He’s gone.”

Sitting on the swing,

The silver-haired maiden crossed her legs beneath her dress—her cold gaze exuding an air of unapproachable distance.

Though Ye Qingchuan stood only five ters away,

It felt as though an insurmountable chasm separated them—keeping him from getting any closer.

An Luo Yi raised an eyebrow slightly—crossing her arms over her chest as she spoke again in an icy tone devoid of emotion:

“Go ahead then. What earth-shattering intelligence do you have that requires a private eting?”

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