Chapter 27: The Maiden’s Escape and a Wife’s Curiosity

Roar

‘Tigers roaring through the mountain forests’ — Ye Yu had heard this idiom describing fierce tigers countless times before.

He had always considered it a somewhat exaggerated phrase.

But now, cradling his soft, fragrant wife, Tang Yue, in his arms, listening to the heart-stopping roars of the fierce tigers behind him, and smelling the bloody stench wafting from the White Demon Tigers’ mouths.

In this very moment, Ye Yu not only realized the truth behind the idiom for the first time, but a bead of cold sweat also trickled down from his slender, neutral, and delicate short hair—a result of his cross-dressing. It mingled with the crystalline fish-pearls, sliding down to his exquisite collarbone.

Paired with the alluring lace trim and a pretty face flushed crimson, whether from fear or shyness, the scene was unexpectedly alluring and seductive.

As for why Ye Yu was only evading and not attacking?

Ye Yu had a clear answer.

Though his strength and agility had improved after cross-dressing, making him faster and stronger, each White Demon Tiger behind him weighed nearly a ton.

Their sheer size and weight left Ye Yu, unarmed and holding only his wife, Tang Yue, with no desire to confront them head-on.

After all, Ye Yu was no Wu Song. Looking at his adorable little fists and dainty feet, clad in white stockings, he couldn’t imagine defeating these three White Demon Tigers.

Fleeing, to buy time, was clearly the superior strategy.

Just as Ye Yu scurried with his small legs, clutching Tang Yue and fleeing frantically, Tang Yue, held in his arms, had a flash of astonishment in her deep, peach-blossom eyes.

As a mid-tier Ability User, and with the ‘special’ boost from her Blood Princess talent, Tang Yue knew her attributes were far more enhanced than those of an average Ability User.

Now, observing the speed at which Ye Yu moved while holding her, and seeing the three White Demon Tigers gradually falling behind, Tang Yue made a quick calculation.

She was surprised to discover that Ye Yu’s agility attribute was remarkably high—even comparable to, if not surpassing, that of a typical mid-tier body-enhancement Ability User.

This discovery left Tang Yue somewhat dazed. Ye Yu had only awakened his ability yesterday. To achieve mid-tier prowess immediately after awakening a low-tier ability seemed utterly astounding, no matter how she thought about it.

As for the other aspect of Tang Yue’s astonishment, it was even more direct: Ye Yu’s altered appearance.

A head of sleek, dark short hair, black pupils slightly dewy with shyness, delicate and exquisite facial features, a graceful swan-like neck curving beautifully down to a flat collarbone, and a provocative set of women’s clothing.

If she had seen this scene for the first time, Tang Yue would have unequivocally believed this was a true maiden.

Yet, looking at Ye Yu’s fingernails—the cutest cherry pink—and feeling the slender yet soft maidenly touch radiating from the body holding her, Tang Yue honestly began to feel confused.

Fifteen years of shared experience told her that Ye Yu was a genuine boy.

But the current changes, no matter how she looked or thought about them, made Ye Yu, in his feminine attire, appear to be a real girl!

So, was Ye Yu a boy or a girl now?

As this question surfaced in her mind, Tang Yue, as his child bride, quickly devised a way to ascertain the truth.

Testing a person’s gender, she mused, was quite simple.

One merely needed to lift the skirt and confirm if there was any ‘merchandise’!

Considering this, Tang Yue glanced at the three White Demon Tigers, who had now fallen a short distance behind. A bold idea formed in her mind.

Due to the unique ‘princess carry’ position, Tang Yue, in Ye Yu’s arms, naturally couldn’t use her hands to verify. However, for a Blood Princess, confirming gender could be done through other means besides touch.

Thus, as Ye Yu frantically fled from the three White Demon Tigers, he failed to notice a crimson blood-whip, formed from vivid red blood, quietly trailing across his smooth back.

The stark contrast of crimson and cool white created a breathtaking image.

Composed entirely of the Blood Princess’s blood, the crimson whip was not only fully controllable by Tang Yue but also allowed her to distinctly feel the sensation of Ye Yu’s smooth back through the blood.

Ye Yu, as Tang Yue’s child-husband and food source, had never undergone the final step, but whenever she fed, Tang Yue, as the ‘big sister,’ would instinctively embrace him tightly.

The embrace, on one hand, offered Ye Yu a sense of security.

On the other, Tang Yue unilaterally enjoyed the… ravishing sensation of Ye Yu’s waist softening slightly after being ‘eaten’ by her.

While Ye Yu’s back had always been clean and somewhat smooth, the sensation now transmitted through the blood-whip astonished Tang Yue.

It was an intensely smooth touch, like fine silk, imbued with a subtly addictive coolness.

So utterly smooth, without a single blemish, the crimson blood-whip adhered to his flawless, beautiful back. Even without Tang Yue’s command, it instinctively slid downwards with gravity.

Feeling the exquisite silky touch from the blood-whip, and hearing the throbbing of blood flowing from deep within the left ventricle beneath that fair skin, Tang Yue involuntarily swallowed.

Her deep peach-blossom eyes gradually glowed with an excited, faint red.

Because Ye Yu, with his now delicate, smooth skin and faint bodily fragrance, would undoubtedly be delicious, no matter how she thought about it.

His blood must be sweet, as fragrant and sweet as a White Rabbit candy. This was an instinctive urge emanating from Tang Yue’s body.

Roar

Fortunately, just as saliva began to seep from Tang Yue’s lips and a pair of sharp blood-fangs slowly emerged, the frustrated roars of the White Demon Tigers, unable to catch up, brought her back to her senses.

She ignored the sensations on his beautiful back and recalled her primary objective.

The crimson blood-whip slowly traced past the ‘Be Your Meow’ hollowed-out, smooth back, flowing downwards. Unlike the unobstructed back, the blood-whip now entered the semi-enclosed, sensitive area beneath the skirt.

Because this area was rarely touched and exceedingly sensitive, Ye Yu, though tense from carrying Tang Yue and fleeing the White Demon Tigers, noticed the anomaly beneath his skirt the moment the blood-whip entered.

The blood-whip was streamlined, and Nanyun Province’s ‘Lihai Forest,’ where Ye Yu currently was, was famously abundant with venomous insects. Unable to free his hands from holding Tang Yue, Ye Yu simply assumed a centipede had fallen into his clothes.

While Ye Yu wasn’t usually afraid of centipedes, perhaps wearing the ‘Be Your Meow’ cat costume reduced his intelligence while adding a few ‘cat’ attributes. The thought of a centipede’s thousand legs exploring him sent shivers all over his body.

The next moment, he transformed into a startled, bristling cat, frantically meowing for help.

“Moon-Moon wife, my pants… no… my skirt seems to have a centipede in it, meow! Quick, save me, meow!”

As these ‘meow-talk’ words reached Tang Yue’s ears, any trace of shy hesitation she might have had moments before completely vanished.

After all, her little husband had just given her a ‘reasonable’ excuse!

A gentle smile bloomed on her pure lips, and the next moment, Tang Yue spoke kindly.

“Alright, husband, I’ll help you, meow!”

As Tang Yue’s gentle, mature voice slipped out, Ye Yu, who had been running swiftly like a cat, first froze as if time had stopped, his entire body stiffening.

The next instant, his two slender legs, encased in white stockings, buckled beneath him. As he stumbled, he let out a shy, maidenly wail!

“Moon-Moon wife, you grabbed the wrong thing, meow!!!”