A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World Chapter 504: Sincerity (3)

After some time had passed, Fen Ling finally let out a soft sigh as she looked down.

She gently caressed the back of his head with one hand, stroking his hair like she was indulging a naughty child, while her other hand rested on his shoulder.

"Envoy Li, just how long are you planning to check my sincerity? This Empress can already feel that my entire breasts are quite wet."

Her voice was calm and slightly helpless, yet still carried that dignified tone.

Li Feng slowly released her glistening, hardened, enticing pink bead with a wet pop.

A thin string of saliva still connected his lips to her stiff pink bud.

He looked up at her with a serious expression, though his hands never stopped groping and squeezing her heavy, soft breasts.

"...This junior is simply being extremely careful, Your Majesty," he replied in a low, solemn voice.

Despite his serious look, Li Feng’s hand already began to lower.

His palm traced her delicate waist, sliding smoothly over her smooth skin until it reached her wide, soft hip.

He gave her hip a firm squeeze, his fingers sinking into the supple flesh as he spoke again.

"To be truly certain... this junior may need to check even lower areas as well."

His hand slowly moved further down, boldly cupping her plump rear from behind while his other hand continued to knead her breast.

Feeling that hand on her rear and on her chest, Fen Ling let out another soft sigh, her fingers still gently stroking his hair.

"...You really are a handful."

She didn’t stop him.

Instead, she simply let him do as he pleased, her body remaining relaxed and cooperative.

But then her expression gradually turned serious as she looked down at him.

"Envoy Li, since you have already gone this far, let this Empress ask you directly."

Her voice became calm and solemn.

"What exactly are your goals inside the palace? You didn’t come here just to investigate the plague, did you?"

Li Feng paused for a moment, his hand still resting on her soft rear.

He looked up at her and decided to be honest.

"...You are right, Your Majesty."

He slowly stood up, though one hand remained on her breast, gently squeezing it while the other hand bounced the heavy, soft mound playfully like a toy as he spoke.

"My real goal is to find a senior sister of mine... the Imperial Princess Fen Ziyan. She went missing from the Sect, and I believe the plague and the current chaos are connected to her disappearance."

He looked straight into her eyes.

"That is why I came here. The Azure Moon Sect’s mission was just a convenient cover."

Fen Ling listened quietly, her eyes narrowing.

’So that’s why he went to that abandoned residence of the princess...’

She had already heard reports about Li Feng visiting the old, desolate residence where Fen Ziyan once lived.

She knew about Fen Ziyan... the youngest princess, born from Concubine Zi.

A prodigy who had shown extraordinary talent in cultivation from a young age, and even showed quite promising talent that she could probably reach the Nascent Soul realm within a hundred years, but...

’I heard that she has been stuck in her cultivation or something...’

Fen Ling herself had come to the Fen Dynasty with a different purpose.

Because of that, she had never interacted much with the young princess.

She only knew Fen Ziyan as a fiery, arrogant, but talented girl.

Fen Ling’s expression remained calm as she looked at Li Feng, letting him continue playing with her bare breasts.

"...I see," she said softly.

"So the Imperial Princess Fen Ziyan is your senior sister. But as far as I am informed, she hasn’t arrived back at the palace at all."

Li Feng’s hands paused for a moment on her soft, heavy breasts as he looked at her seriously.

"...That is exactly the problem. She disappeared after leaving the sect. I suspect something happened to her inside the capital.. Or before she reach the capital."

He gave her breast one last firm squeeze before slowly taking out a chair and table and sat down, gently pulling Fen Ling’s mature figure onto his lap.

Fen Ling didn’t resist.

She allowed him to guide her, sitting sideways on his thighs with her upper body still exposed.

Her full, heavy breasts rested against his chest as she settled comfortably on his lap.

One of Li Feng’s hands naturally moved to support her waist, while the other returned to gently groping and playing with her soft breast.

Fen Ling looked at him with that same calm expression, her hand resting on his shoulder.

"...If the Imperial Princess really disappeared in the capital, then this matter is indeed serious," she said softly.

After all, now that the status of the Emperor was unknown, each of the imperial princesses and princes had become extremely important.

For herself too, she could not let loose the Empress status or allow the Fen Dynasty to fall into chaos yet.

She watched quietly as Li Feng’s hand molded and played with her full, soft breast, his fingers sinking deeply into the supple flesh, squeezing and bouncing it gently.

Her voice remained calm and dignified as she asked,

"Have you gotten any clues so far about Princess Fen Ziyan’s whereabouts?"

Li Feng continued to grope her heavy breast, his thumb circling her stiff pink bud as he answered seriously.

"Not yet. All that I know is that she left a letter saying she was going to visit her ill mother. But when I checked with Concubine Zi, she told me that she never sent any letter telling Fen Ziyan to return..."

Fen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly as she listened.

"...So the letter was forged," she murmured softly.

Li Feng nodded, but then he hesitated slightly before deciding to tell her about Prime Minister Mu.

"...Actually, even though I have no real solid evidence yet, I know that Fen Ziyan is still somewhere inside the palace. And I suspect that the one who made Fen Ziyan disappear is... Prime Minister Mu."

The moment the name left his mouth, the atmosphere around them seemed to turn colder.

Fen Ling’s expression changed subtly.

Her calm and indulgent smile faded, replaced by a serious and slightly sharp look.

"Prime Minister Mu... That is a very dangerous suspicion, Envoy Li."

Even though her chest was completely exposed and being played with by a man’s hand, Fen Ling’s eyes turned calm and dignified as she continued.

"Prime Minister Mu is one of the most powerful officials in the court and also loyal to the Emperor."

"Accusing him without solid evidence... could bring great trouble to you."