Lisi nodded in full agreement upon hearing this.
Waiting a little longer doesn’t matter, as long as she can see Your Highness.
“But, when was the last time we met? It seems like it’s been so long. I really miss Him…
I wonder what He’s doing right now……”
***
In front of the Courtyard in Eternity Garden.
Lu Ming, with a rather strange posture, hugged Sislia from behind.
Their faces were very close together.
His gaze was devilishly wicked, yet his smile was dazzlingly bright.
“So? So what is it.”
“Sislia, you should know that you shouldn’t hide anything from me.”
Sislia’s cheeks were as red as a ripe peach, steaming with embarrassment, and her lips were pressed tightly together.
The dual shame of mind and body left her in deep inner turmoil.
She could not lie in front of the Dawn Goddess she worshipped, but—
To confess her impure intentions toward Her closest friend right in front of the Goddess, that…she would rather be directly judged by the Dawn.
But, under the relentless pressure of the “Dawn Goddess,”
Sislia finally broke.
Her voice trembled, revealing a vulnerability she had never shown before.
Even a tear slid from the corner of her eye.
“Whenever I think of Your Highness, my heart gets so excited, so happy. I think I’ve fallen in love with Your Highness,
I want to be with Him forever.”
“But, I love You too. You are my faith, but this love must be different. Please forgive me,
I—”
Lu Ming paused for a moment, looking at Sislia’s anguished and painful expression, and for no reason, his heart trembled.
“Went too far with this one. This might be the first time this girl has cried in her life……”
Lu Ming’s mood also grew heavy.
“No need to be sad, Sislia, I don’t mean to blame you. I only hope you can truly face your own heart.”
“Child, the Dawn is with you.”
After quickly explaining and comforting Sislia,
Lu Ming erased the Illusion Realm.
***
The dazed look in Sislia’s eyes gradually faded. She lifted her hand in confusion and wiped at her eyes.
Seeing her slightly damp fingers, she was a little surprised.
“I…cried? Was all of that just an illusion, or…”
“Sislia, your mind was too scattered just now and you lost focus for a bit. Are you feeling better now?”
Sislia came back to herself.
So, I was just absent-minded?
She let out a sigh of relief, glad to have escaped that heart-stopping, embarrassing scene.
To be interrogated by her own Dawn Goddess about her lustful thoughts and such.
Sislia never wanted to go through that again.
“Sislia, you’re beautiful no matter the time. Even when you cry.”
“So, don’t keep everything bottled up inside.”
Hearing this, Sislia quickly turned to look at Lu Ming.
But now, she realized—she didn’t even know when she’d been scooped up and was now being carried in His arms.
“I’m being held by Your Highness right now?”
She hadn’t even dared imagine something like this, but now it was actually happening.
In an instant, Sislia’s eyes sparkled with happiness.
“If this is a dream, please let me never wake up…”
***
Sislia tilted her head back.
She looked up at Lu Ming’s pure and sacred face, his features exquisitely perfect, radiating the divine beauty of a god.
His snow-white, delicate neck…
She longed—desperately longed—to take a bite, to leave proof she’d been here…
“Hmm?”
Sislia was lost in her fantasy when she suddenly paused.
“Why is Your Highness tapping my back like that, is He warning me not to stare too much?”
Nervous and delighted, Sislia quickly tensed her waist, making sure not to squirm.
Soon after,
Lu Ming laid her down onto a recliner.
Gently, He began to remove her magnificent Holy Robe.
Underneath, Sislia wore only a close-fitting, pure white, collarless shirt.
Her skin was smooth, with a cool, porcelain touch, faintly tinged with pink.
The girl’s body was perfectly revealed to Lu Ming’s eyes.
Her waist was even slimmer than he’d imagined, and her voluptuous figure was no less impressive than Lisi’s.
Just by obediently leaning back on the recliner, her exceptional poise made Sislia’s beauty rise to another level.
“Sislia, you twisted your ankle, didn’t you?”
“Ah, mm, Your Highness, my right foot, no—my left foot…I twisted it, I probably can’t walk.”
Sislia admitted this haltingly.
Even though I’m a Half-god, I still twisted my ankle.
She snuck a glance at Lu Ming’s reaction from the corner of her eye.
Under her gaze, Lu Ming slowly bent over.
Kneeling on one knee, his posture made Sislia’s heart skip a beat.
“Is Your Highness…proposing to me??”
“No, that can’t be. Did I misunderstand Your Highness before? Has He always been interested in me?”
“No wonder… I remember, the first time we met, He hugged my waist…”
Lu Ming skillfully lifted Sislia’s ankle.
He untied the laces on her short boot.
As the boot was removed, exposing her delicate left foot encased in pure white cotton socks,
Sislia’s calf twitched uncontrollably, and her toes curled instinctively within the sock, as if trying to hide themselves away.
Even her pupils trembled.
“So Your Highness wanted to…give me a foot massage…”
“No, that’s not it. Not only did He not expose my lie, but He’s actually doing this…”
Sislia’s brain, already half-fried, simply could not comprehend why.
On Lu Ming’s face was a profound expression Sislia couldn’t decipher.
Still, she felt that look—
Was like someone eyeing food?
At that moment,
Sislia suddenly remembered something important. Curious and a little cautious, she asked,
“Your Highness, have you ever done this for Lisi?”
“It’s just that I saw Your Divine Incarnation carrying her away before.”
“And it looked like you were very practiced at it, not that I mean anything by it.”
As she spoke, Sislia suddenly froze.
Because Lu Ming had already hooked his fingertips around the cotton sock.
With an incomparably gentle, yet irresistible force, He slowly peeled away the pure white fabric.
It was as if the final layer of gauze was being lifted from a fine work of art.
The translucent skin of her foot was revealed in the soft light.
The first thing one noticed was its pale tenderness.
One could see the faint blue veins beneath the surface.
Like blue blossoms spreading on white porcelain.
Then, those five snow-white, pink-tinted, perfectly round toes curled slightly in their owner’s nervousness.
The tips glowed with healthy pink, not a bit of extra flesh.
They were symmetrical and delicate, the translucent nails looking especially healthy.
The whole foot was perfect, petite, with an arch just right.
No bunions, either—it seemed Sislia’s walking habits were very good.
The whole foot was exquisitely clear, without the slightest flaw, as if carved from warm jade.
Lu Ming’s expression was calm, but he truly felt a stir in his heart.
“How is this any different from unwrapping a gift…”