Chapter 3: Yiman's Plan

"Ughh..." Ziman's pupils had narrowed into thin slits, not expecting this crazy woman to try and kill him while he was kneeling before her.

However, no matter how frantically he tried to circulate his qi to suppress his injuries, his injuries were too severe, especially since even his heart had been pierced by a sword empowered by sword dao.

His eyes had bulged, his face pale as blood continued to gush out from his mouth and chest before succumbing to the cold ground with resentment written all over his face.

"Nadia...what have you done..." Yiman asked in a stupor, unable to believe what he saw. Zuman was his most trusted aide and someone he valued very much since he knew how hard it was to have a powerful yet loyal man by his side.

If it was any other person who did this, he immediately would have executed the one who did this, but since it was Nadia, he was unable to get angry at her despite her killing Ziman before him.

That was how much he was infatuated with her and desperate enough to gain her favor since he knew fruits were most sweet if grown with love and thought that if he showed her enough of his 'love', she would fall in love soon enough.

Seeing the shocked and resentment-filled expression on Ziman's lifeless face, Nadia inwardly sneered, not feeling a tinge of regret for what she did just now.

Instead, hearing Yiman's question, she looked towards him and said with a slight bow, "Your Majesty, I won't ask forgiveness nor plead for what I did just now. But I will accept sole responsibility for what I did and accept whatever punishment is required for this. All I ask is a single day to make preparations for my son," Nadia's words were polite though her tone was hard and resolute, making Xuman feel stupefied, not knowing how to handle this.

If he punishes her, then all his efforts would go down the drain but then if somebody hears that he spared her from any punishment after killing his chamberlain, what would people think of a king like him who bends his neck towards women?

Even if he really was the type to entertain the whims of beauties, he wouldn't want society to know about this.

Nadia immediately lifted a barely conscious Lucas into her arms as she quickly made her way back to her personal courtyard, where she quickly took him to his room and laid him down gently as tears began to finally trickle down her rosy cheeks.

All this time, she had been holding in the urge to cry, and now she couldn't just bear it anymore seeing her son injured like this. She got even more worried, seeing that his injuries hadn't gotten much better due to having little to no qi left in his body despite gaining the ability to cultivate.

Without qi, how will his body channel her energy faster to help him heal? There has got to be some sort of medium.

But suddenly, she got an idea of how to let his body absorb her pure qi the maximum he could though the method involved was a taboo one which made her feel hesitation thinking about what happened yesterday.

"Mother..."

However, all the hesitations she was having dissipated away when she saw Lucas mumbling and groaning in pain in his sleep and felt that it didn't matter how she helped him as long as his body heals.

"I am sorry, Lucas but sleep well and let mother heal you..." Nadia whispered in a soft voice as she placed her palm on his forehead and made him go to sleep before slowly removing his pants and getting on top of the bed.

"I hope this works..." Nadia mumbled as she loosened her robes to reveal her bewitching supple white naked body as she positioned herself above his lower body.

"Oh my~..." And not soon after, a soft yet sinful moan escaped from her mouth as she began to dance subtly atop his body for the next full hour.