parentshiftbook Chapter 836 - The Princess’ Request
Chapter 836 - The Princess’ Request
Chapter 836 - The Princess’ Request
Chen Fan felt utterly outmatched before this unpredictable princess.
“What, I already let you take liberties with me, and you still hesitate? Aren’t you supposed to be bold?” she teased with a faint, infinitely charming smile.
“Please stop joking, Your Highness.” Chen Fan smiled bitterly in awkwardness. This demonic lady is fierce.
“Do I look like I’m joking to you? Come with me to see my father, pick a good day to get married—how about that? Or if you want to do the deed before our marriage, I don’t mind that either,” said the princess, her tone still soft and tender. [1]
Chen Fan couldn’t take it anymore. Cupping his fists, he said, “Your Highness, I have other matters to attend to. Please excuse me.”
With that, he fled in a sorry state, thoroughly outplayed. [2]
“Pfft.” The princess burst into a sweet laugh as she watched him retreat. Her crisp voice followed him. “Coward.”
Chen Fan picked up his speed, wishing he could knock some sense into himself.
How shameful—for the first demon general to be bested like this!
Back at his residence, Yan Shuiyi greeted him. “Demon General, is there any news?”
“Hmph hmph.” Chen Fan snorted coldly twice and said, “I’m going to rest.”
He left for his chambers without another word, leaving Yan Shuiyi baffled.
A few days later, the princess sent someone to invite Chen Fan over, but he declined, leaving the first demon general’s residence buzzing with whispers about his audacity to reject even the princess.
The maid who delivered the princess's invitation also brought a message: there was news about the matter Chen Fan had inquired about earlier.
Defeated again, he sighed and followed the maid back, his mood heavy.
Chen Fan came to the princess’ residence again. The maid led him to an elegant courtyard. As his divine will swept through the courtyard, his expression shifted, and he immediately turned to leave.
From within, the princess’s voice rang out. “I’ve already asked my father about your matter. Don’t you want to hear what he said?”
Chen Fan paused, sighed, and reluctantly stopped at the courtyard's edge.
The maid took her leave with a meaningful glance at him, secretly marveling at his luck for earning the princess’s favor.
However, how could the maid understand Chen Fan’s pain?
“If Your Highness has news, I humbly request you share it. I will be eternally grateful to you,” Chen Fan said, standing outside.
“Eternally grateful? Grateful enough to become my husband if I asked” the princess teased.
Looking helpless, Chen Fan said, “I’m afraid I cannot fulfill your request.”
“I am not asking for much, am I?” A voice came from inside. “Come in and talk.”
However, Chen Fan was already long gone.
She rose, adjusted her clothing, and approached an ancient mirror. Spinning gracefully, she examined her flawless reflection, a trace of indignation flickering in her eyes.
“Am I truly so lacking in charm? One day, I’ll have you wrapped around my finger. And when you beg me to accept you, I won’t agree.”
A voice echoed from the void, light yet teasing.
“Aww, how much hatred does my daughter hold? Haaa, even your honey trap didn’t work. That man truly is infuriating.”
The princess’ face quickly changed, and she said angrily, “Father, how could you do this! You’re peeking again.”
That voice said again, “Hahaha, I didn’t mean to. I just happened to pass by. It’s purely an accident.”
Chen Fan was utterly scared of the princess now.
In the upcoming days, aside from cultivating, he only had Yan Shuiyi continue looking. He didn’t dare involve the princess anymore.
He thought staying within the first demon general’s residence would keep him safe, but that illusion shattered. Returning to his chambers after cultivating, his expression shifted instantly—someone was inside.
His divine will swept across. When he saw the person inside, his head throbbed.
As Chen Fan debated whether to turn and leave, the princess’ voice came out from his chambers.
“What, am I not welcome here?”
Chen Fan’s footsteps paused. He pushed the door open and walked in, only to see that the princess was comfortably reclining on his bed, her curves accentuated by the pose.
Chen Fan smiled bitterly and said, “Your Highness, aren’t you afraid of rumors?”
“Who would know?” The princess smiled and said, “Moreover, even if they knew, who would dare gossip about me? It might actually be better if people knew about our relationship.”
“What does Your Highness want exactly?”
Chen Fan was completely helpless.
“I told you, I just need you to pretend to be my man when the time comes. Is even this not possible? Are you afraid that I’ll sully you?” The princess’ voice turned cold as she said, “Or is it that you think I’m not good enough for you?”
“Your Highness is overstating things,” Chen Fan replied, choosing his words carefully.
At this point, anything he said could make things worse.
As for pretending to be her man once, this was the Xuan Ting Demon Sect, and she was the princess. Once the rumor spread, even a pretense would soon feel very real—and inescapable.
1. EDN: Dear readers, she is talking about sex! Let’s just hope our boi doesn’t CB’s himself. ☜
2. I shouldn’t have foreshadowed that. ☜