Life Simulator: Make the Female Demon Regret Her Life

70: Chapter 70 Stepmother Jiang JiThe funeral of Prince Yin was bleak and desolate; none of his former subordinates dared to show their faces to pay their respects.

As the foster son of Prince Yin, Su Fan shouldered the burden of the funeral with his young shoulders.

However, on the very day of the funeral procession, an unexpected event occurred!

”His Majesty has arrived!!!”

The funeral procession encountered the imperial procession and guard of Qi Yuan, who was leaving the palace.

Clad in mourning clothes, Jiang Ji and Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai felt a deep hatred in their eyes the moment they saw Qi Yuan appear, glaring furiously at him as he sat atop the Dragon chariot.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Qi Yuan flew down from the Dragon chariot, his aura of the Martial King Realm spreading out and whipping up a gust of wind in the surroundings.

”Fourth Royal Brother, your death is truly unjust!”

”Who on earth could have killed you!”

”I shall certainly avenge you!”

Qi Yuan placed his hands on the coffin and let out a few fake, wailing cries.

Afterward, he looked at Jiang Ji, a mocking smile tugging at the corner of his lips: ”Sister-in-law, now that Fourth Royal Brother has passed, your life as a widow with an orphan will surely not be easy. Fourth Royal Brother trusted me, his royal younger brother, the most while he was alive. From now on, you shall follow me to the palace to live!”

Jiang Ji’s eyes welled with tears, her eye sockets turning blood-red as she bit her thin lips and glared fiercely at Qi Yuan: ”You beast!”

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai also clenched his fists, his lips trembling as he glared at Qi Yuan, looking as if he wanted to rush forward and fight to the death.

Qi Yuan chuckled, used his True Qi to shift himself right in front of Jiang Ji, and sneered in a low voice: ”Sister-in-law, you know that I have admired you for a long time. Now that the sickly ghost is gone, let me cherish you properly. Your breast milk is so good, why not bear one for me as well...”

Having said that, he stared straight at Jiang Ji’s fair neck and licked his lips.

”Slap!”

Jiang Ji slapped Qi Yuan across the face and glared at him: ”I would rather die than let you have your way!”

Following the sound of the ”slap,” a large group of armored soldiers drew their swords in succession.

These armored soldiers were all experts at or above the Martial Master level, with extraordinary skills; they were the elite of the elite within the palace guard.

Qi Yuan did not seem angry after receiving this slap; instead, a wild, arrogant smile played on his lips. He waved his hand dismissively, signaling the soldiers to put away their weapons.

”Sister-in-law, do you know that my feelings for you are true love? Look, I am unwilling to use force against you. If I were to use force... Heh heh, you would have already known my power...”

Qi Yuan laughed unscrupulously, then coldly ordered: ”Take the young heir back to the palace!”

Qi Yuan thought to himself, if I bind your son and bring him to the palace, surely you will obediently lie on my Dragon bed to save him...

He knew this sister-in-law of his too well.

For the sake of her son, she would be willing to die.

Let alone just sacrificing her body...

Jiang Ji’s reaction was indeed as Qi Yuan had expected. Seeing her face covered in tears, she knelt down and pleaded: ”I will do whatever you ask, but you must send Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai out of the principality!”

Qi Yuan sneered endlessly: ”Huh? Send him out of the principality, and then have him bring in foreign forces to deal with me? Sister-in-law, oh sister-in-law, do you think I am a fool?”

Jiang Ji was choked with sobs and unable to speak.

Qi Yuan approached slowly, reached out to pinch Jiang Ji’s snow-white chin, and lecherously stared below her neck: ”Sister-in-law, I am impatient to take good care of you. Do not refuse my good intentions, and do not force me to use violence against you...”

As he finished, his eyes suddenly widened, his face full of intimidation.

At this moment, Su Fan suddenly stepped out and blocked Jiang Ji.

”Who are you to dare appear in front of me!”

Qi Yuan stared coldly at Su Fan, the True Qi in his hand already condensed into a blade, as if it were solid. It looked like he was about to strike...

”Su Fans nickname...”

Jiang Ji looked at the youth in front of her with complex eyes, wanting to persuade him not to provoke Qi Yuan.

Su Fan, however, was unafraid of Qi Yuan’s pressure and said with a determined face: ”Your Majesty, may I tell you a story?”

”Tell a story?”

Qi Yuan chuckled and said: ”I remember now, aren’t you that Ugly Slave? Very well, tell me a story. If I don’t like your story, then you will... go die!”

Having said that, he reached out and grabbed Su Fan’s throat.

Su Fan’s face flushed red, and just as he felt he was about to suffocate, Qi Yuan released his hand.

”Begin.”

Qi Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Su Fan with disdain.

Su Fan said calmly: ”There is a cunning rabbit on the mountain that leaves its burrow to forage. A goshawk soars in the sky, sees the rabbit, swoops down, captures the rabbit, and flies back to its nest.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan revealed a playful smile: ”Are you trying to say that I am the goshawk?”

”Not so, I ask Your Majesty to let me finish the story...”

Su Fan continued in a calm tone: ”The hawk flew back to the nest, but unexpectedly, a hunter was hiding in the forest. Seeing the hawk and the rabbit, he was secretly delighted, drew his bow and arrow, and shot both the hawk and the rabbit.”

After hearing Su Fan’s story, Qi Yuan laughed heartily: ”Good lad, are you saying that I should be the hunter? Interesting! Very well, then I will play this game of hunter, hawk, and rabbit with you properly...”

Speaking of this, he greedily licked his lips, leaned into Jiang Ji’s ear, and sneered in a low voice: ”Sister-in-law, raise your nephew well. I want to wait until he is a bit older, then watch us copulate with my own eyes...”

”Then... I will cripple his Spiritual Root and slowly torture him, just like his father, dying in despair...”

Jiang Ji trembled all over, her lips quivering, wishing she could kill the devil before her with her own hands.

”Hahahaha! Prepare the carriage, return to the palace!!”

...

After the funeral ended.

Su Fan was responsible for the cleanup work and rewarding those who came to pay their respects.

Although those former subordinates of Prince Yin did not come, they had actually secretly sent servants to represent them, using this gesture to show that they had not forgotten the kindness of Prince Yin.

After sending those people away, Su Fan stretched, feeling exhausted and sore all over. Just as he was about to return to his room to rest...

He saw a beautiful woman with a plain face, dressed in white mourning clothes, enter carrying a bowl of ginseng soup. Her eyes looked at Su Fan with tenderness: ”Su Fans nickname, you must be tired too. Quickly, drink this bowl of East Sea white ginseng soup; I brewed it myself.”

Su Fan’s current name was Male Consort, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Seeing his foster mother personally brew ginseng soup for him, Su Fan could not refuse, so he gulped down the entire bowl of ginseng soup in one breath.

A trace of a smile appeared on Jiang Ji’s haggard face: ”Good child, you have really worked hard during this period...”

After saying this, she inexplicably wanted to cry. Subconsciously, she hugged Su Fan’s body—which was only a head shorter than her—tightly and began to choke with sobs.

”Foster mother, don’t be like this...”

Su Fan felt a bit uncomfortable, his face blushing to the roots of his ears.

Jiang Ji then realized that the person in her arms was not her own biological son, but a foster son with no blood relation. Moreover, looking at how he had grown, he clearly already understood some things about men and women.

She immediately took two steps back, becoming a bit at a loss, and said with an embarrassed face: ”I, I still need to go send a bowl to Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai...”

Watching her hurriedly retreating figure.

Su Fan’s eyes were slightly moist and blurred, ”...Did you send it to me first?”