After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly "Repay" Their Gratitude - Chapter 287

Chapter 287: Could It Be… He Likes Me?

“My Lady, the Azure Dragon Clan is truly making their move now…”

In a secluded tea house at the Dragon Dynasty’s border, a silver-haired maid in a frilly black dress was reporting to the True Dragon Princess.

Her figure was striking—black stockings, high heels, and a snug white bodice that accentuated her ample curves.

Even with half her face obscured by silvery strands of hair, the cold, piercing dominance in her single visible silver-gray phoenix eye was unmistakable.

Standing beside Chen Sheng, she embodied the contrast between “young girl” and “mature woman”—she could easily be mistaken for Chen Sheng’s older sister.

A moment later, a black-robed elder stepped into the room.

“My Lady, should we not return to the Dragon Palace soon?”

Langya’s voice was laced with concern.

Before him, Chen Sheng sat by the window, leisurely sipping tea as she gazed into the distance.

The silver-haired maid wordlessly stepped aside, yielding space for their conversation.

“There’s no rush. Fairy Qin will report everything to Sister on my behalf.”

Chen Sheng took another sip, unhurried.

Then, as if recalling something amusing, she smirked.

“I heard the Azure Dragon Clan dispatched several Heavenly God Realm experts to hunt down Ye Qingchuan’s killer.”

“My Lady, you mean…?”

Langya narrowed his aged eyes, glancing at the silver-haired maid.

She remained expressionless.

Officially, Chen Sheng was the one who had killed Ye Qingchuan—the Azure Dragon Clan wouldn’t dare provoke her.

But in truth?

Langya knew better.

Chen Sheng had never laid a finger on Ye Qingchuan.

They hadn’t even seen him during their time in the Fox Clan.

“Ye Qingchuan was killed by Yan Ruyu… but given the Azure Dragon Clan’s temper, they won’t dare touch the White Dragon Clan.”

“So their target is… He Yuan?”

“Mhm~”

The moment He Yuan’s name was mentioned, Chen Sheng’s lips curled into a delighted smirk.

Watching her, Langya hesitated.

He couldn’t quite discern Chen Sheng’s intentions.

Logically, he should side with the Azure Dragon Clan.

But after witnessing He Yuan’s actions in the Fox Clan—and Chen Sheng’s strangely fond attitude toward him—Langya wasn’t sure where he stood.

“My Lady… do you intend to protect He Yuan?”

His tone was cautious.

He wasn’t worried about He Yuan’s safety.

No—Langya was worried Chen Sheng might have feelings for him.

Every day, she seemed more fixated on He Yuan.

And last time they met… she had been left both blushing and in tears.

As an experienced elder, Langya could tell—something was off between them.

Meanwhile, Chen Sheng finished her tea and stood, draping a golden-feathered coat over her shoulders.

She turned, her lips twisting with playful mockery.

“Grandfather, whatever are you thinking?”

“Sheng’er merely wishes to capitalize on the Fox Clan incident—to earn a favor from him.”

“If the Azure Dragon assassins do their job well…”

“We might even get to ‘invite’ He Yuan back to the Dragon Palace as a guest.”

“Wouldn’t that be lovely?”

“After all, the world will only remember the Azure Dragon Clan as the villains.”

“Meanwhile, we—the noble saviors—will protect He Yuan.”

“I’m sure Lord He will be incredibly grateful~”

Her golden dragon eyes gleamed with mischief and malice.

He Yuan was a good man.

But that was exactly why Chen Sheng wanted to “invite” him home.

To study him thoroughly.

To unravel his secrets.

Besides—he was already on the Empress’s hit list.

If Chen Sheng didn’t act first, the Empress would.

In the Fox Clan, He Yuan had been too popular—Chen Sheng couldn’t touch him.

But now?

With the Azure Dragon Clan stepping in…

This was her golden opportunity.

Some villains were coming to bully He Yuan—how could Chen Sheng stand by and do nothing?

After all the times He Yuan teased her, treating her like some naïve little girl…

She owed him a proper “thank you.”

“My Lady, you’ll only make him despise you.”

From the corner, the silver-haired maid interjected coldly.

Chen Sheng bristled.

“Who—Who says I need him to like me?!”

“If the Azure Dragon Clan wants to kill He Yuan, and I save him, how is that wrong?!”

“And Crow, if you’ve got nothing better to do, go spy on those assassins!”

“Mm.”

With a single disinterested sound, the maid—Crow—vanished into shadows, leaving only a few metallic feathers drifting in the air.

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Meanwhile—Fox Clan Secret Realm

Late at night, in the candlelit Cherrywood Palace, He Ange was still chatting with the White Dragon Saintess seated on his bed.

He closed his notebook and turned, his voice teasing yet warm.

“Saintess Ruyu… not only are you kind and beautiful, but you even worry for my safety.”

“How did I never realize what a treasure you were before?”

Under the lamplight, his smile was dangerously charming.

He couldn’t claim to fully understand Chen Sheng’s schemes.

But Yan Ruyu’s thoughts?

Transparent.

He admired her.

So he couldn’t resist teasing her a little.

“W-What are you saying?!”

As expected, the dragon girl’s pale cheeks flushed instantly.

He Ange sighed, feigning regret.

“I was just thinking… how nice it would be if Saintess Ruyu could stay by my side a little longer.”

“To protect me, of course.”

“I—I’m not yours! W-Why should I follow you?!”

At this point, Yan Ruyu’s brain was overheating.

Somehow, in her eyes, He Yuan had acquired a rosy, dreamlike filter.

Even his gaze seemed warmer, more intimate—his words laced with hidden meanings.

It made her imagination run wild.

Could it be…

He likes me?

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