The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

Chapter 120 Demon Hunter vs. Fox Demon Mini-Theater

After washing up briefly in the next room, Xiao Chenyuan was drying himself when there was a knock at the door.

"Your Highness, Miss has instructed us to bring you a change of clothes," the servant said respectfully.

Xiao Chenyuan responded, "Bring it in."

The servant entered with his head bowed, placed a neatly folded set of clothes on the rack, and then respectfully withdrew.

Xiao Chenyuan dried himself off, picked up the clothes, and his gaze sharpened slightly.

This outfit... has a rather unique style.

The moon-white robe was made of the finest brocade, with fine stitches, but the style was quite different from what he usually wore.

The robe had a high collar, tight cuffs, and a wide leather belt around the waist, giving it a somewhat... Taoist-style look?

He had placed his sandalwood prayer beads neatly on top of his clothes.

Xiao Chenyuan picked up the prayer beads, twirled them between his fingers, and a smile appeared on his lips.

What is this girl up to?

He didn't think much of it; since Yaoyao had prepared it, he would just wear it.

After he was dressed, he went to the bronze mirror and looked at himself.

Suddenly, I remembered those young Taoist priests I had visited before.

The person in the mirror stood tall and elegant, their pale skin appearing even more striking against the backdrop of a moon-white robe, giving them a truly otherworldly air.

That's it.

He pushed open the door and went straight to Su Yaoyao's boudoir.

The lighting in the room seemed different than usual.

The warm yellow candlelight was veiled in a pink gauze, bathing the entire room in a hazy, ambiguous glow.

Layers of soft, smoky curtains hung from the beams, swaying gently in the night breeze that seeped through the window cracks.

And deep within those layers of curtains, a slender figure could be vaguely seen.

Xiao Chenyuan twirled the prayer beads, his doubts deepening.

"Yaoyao?" he called out.

No one answered.

Only the curtains swayed gently, and figures appeared and disappeared within them.

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and slowly approached.

The closer I got, the more something felt off.

The figure inside the tent... seems to have two pointed outlines on its head?

Like... an ear?

His doubts deepened, and he walked to the bedside, reaching out to lift the outermost curtain.

Then, he froze.

My breath stopped for a moment.

Candlelight filtered through the pink gauze curtains, softly illuminating the bed.

Su Yaoyao lay on her side in the brocade quilt, wearing only a scarlet gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, the collar of the dress loosely open, revealing a snowy cleavage.

But none of these things shocked Xiao Chenyuan the most.

Her long, jet-black hair was adorned with a pair of fluffy, snow-white velvet ornaments.

His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

His mind went blank, and he stared blankly at the scene before him—this was clearly... a fox demon from a storybook!

Su Yaoyao also looked up at him.

Bathed in a pink halo, Xiao Chenyuan wore a moon-white Taoist robe, a leather belt around his waist, and Buddhist prayer beads around his wrist.

That face, which was always aloof and ethereal, was now bathed in warm light with a soft golden edge; his phoenix eyes were deep and his thin lips were tightly pressed together.

Abstinence and temptation, two completely opposite qualities, are wonderfully blended in him, making people tremble with desire.

She tilted her head, her face becoming even more pitiful.

"Master, please don't accept me!"

Xiao Chenyuan hadn't recovered yet...

"I'm just a little fox demon who has just cultivated myself into a spirit~"

As Su Yaoyao spoke, she slowly sat up from under the brocade quilt. Her thin gauze robe slipped down her shoulders with the movement, but she didn't pull it back, letting her snow-white skin be exposed to the air.

"After cultivating in the mountains for a thousand years, I finally managed to transform into human form and come out to see this world."

As she spoke, she crawled toward him, her movements as light and graceful as a real fox.

"Master~" She stopped in front of him, looked up at him, and gently tugged at the hem of his robe.

"I'm a very well-behaved person, I've never hurt anyone~ Please let me go~"

Xiao Chenyuan stood there, motionless.

He had long forgotten to turn the prayer beads in his hand; he simply gripped them tightly.

He looked at the "little fox spirit" before him, at her shimmering eyes and slightly parted red lips...

"Yaoyao..." His voice was hoarse and barely audible, "You..."

"Hmm?" Su Yaoyao blinked, then leaned forward, her nose almost touching his waist and abdomen. "What does Master want to say?"

The faint fragrance emanating from her body, mixed with the freshness after her bath, wafted into his nostrils.

Xiao Chenyuan closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a dark fire.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, pulled her off the bed, and held her in his arms.

"Little fox demon," he lowered his head, his nose touching hers, his voice low and husky, "now that I've captured you, you still want to escape?"

Su Yaoyao's eyes lit up.

Getting it right!

She immediately got into character, feigning panic and struggling: "Master, spare me! I really haven't harmed anyone!"

"Whether you have harmed anyone, I will investigate myself." Xiao Chenyuan said, his fingers lifting her loose collar, his fingertip gently touching her heart, "Let me see... where your inner core is first."

Su Yaoyao trembled, her cheeks flushed, but she still forced herself to continue acting: "The inner core is in the dantian..."

"Is that so?" Xiao Chenyuan chuckled, his hand sliding down her slender waist and stopping at her flat stomach. "Here?"

"Mmm..." Su Yaoyao's voice softened.

"Then let me check it out." Xiao Chenyuan said, suddenly picking her up and carrying her to the bed.

"Look at you, little fox demon... are you cultivating the righteous path or the evil path?"

The bed curtains fell, blocking out the spring light from the room.

Only a faint, soft plea for mercy could be heard coming from inside:

"Waaah...you...you're bullying a demon..."

And the man's low, husky voice with a hint of laughter:

"This is the kind of little fox demon I'm after... who specializes in bewitching people."

The night is still long.

By the time the game ended, the clothes had already been thrown on the ground, all wrinkled and in terrible condition.

"Next time I want to dress up as the Empress," Su Yaoyao mumbled sleepily. "Your Highness, you can dress up as a male concubine..."

Xiao Chenyuan: "..."

He suddenly felt that this game... seemed to have flipped some incredible switch.