The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2758

Shen Yanxiao had been constantly occupied during her time as a Lord, and that busyness did not fade even after she ascended to the position of Lord God.

Observing her as she remained buried under the logistical arrangements for the resurrected, Qi Xia approached with a sense of helplessness. He walked toward her and firmly took the brush from her hand.

“Qi Xia, are you looking for a more thorough death?” Shen Yanxiao glared at him.

Upon becoming the Lord God, Shen Yanxiao had wasted no time in bringing her companions from the Phantom Squad to the Sky City. She allowed them to fully inherit the divinity within their bodies, transforming them into true superior Gods.

“My Lady Lord God, I regret to remind you that your wedding with Lord War God is scheduled for tomorrow. If you fail to prepare, Lord Xiu will be deeply disappointed,” Qi Xia sighed. Shen Yanxiao had held the title of Lord God for some time now, yet she spent every waking hour focused on expanding the numbers of the Protoss.

Heaven knows that her marriage to Xiu had been arranged a year ago, yet with only one day remaining, she showed no intention of getting ready.

“……” Shen Yanxiao froze in place.

“Is it tomorrow?” she asked blankly.

Qi Xia nodded in affirmation.

“Damn it, I completely forgot!” Shen Yanxiao jumped up instantly, dumping the mountain of tasks on her desk directly onto Qi Xia. “You handle this first—don’t slack off!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished from the hall like a gust of wind.

Looking at the chaotic mess Shen Yanxiao had left behind, Qi Xia rubbed his temples in frustration.

“Is this what they call self-inflicted?” With a bitter smile, he picked up the brush and resumed the work Shen Yanxiao had abandoned.

Amidst the vast sea of flowers, Shen Yanxiao located that familiar silhouette. He stood there in silence, appearing as though he had been waiting for her arrival all along.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” Shen Yanxiao threw herself into Xiu’s embrace, apologizing repeatedly.

Xiu reached out and wrapped his arms around her, his eyes filled with a gentle, drowning affection.

“You have done nothing wrong.”

“I… I nearly forgot the date.” Shen Yanxiao bit her lip, feeling like a total workaholic.

“Do you not remember it now?” Xiu lowered his head, pressing a kiss against her lips.

The guilt in Shen Yanxiao’s heart only grew.

“I will make it up to you,” Shen Yanxiao declared with absolute determination.

Xiu merely smiled, showing no trace of resentment. He stroked her head as if she were a priceless treasure.

Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes and suddenly pulled away from his embrace. She grabbed Xiu’s hand and began leading him toward the palace situated deep within the floral fields.

“Hmm?” Xiu looked at her profile with curiosity.

“I am going to make it up to you right now,” Shen Yanxiao huffed.

Xiu could only smile helplessly at her antics.

However, when Shen Yanxiao finally pushed him down onto the bed in his room, the War God’s expression turned to one of pure shock.

“You...”

“It’s pretty obvious, isn't it?” Shen Yanxiao knelt over Xiu’s waist, her small hands beginning to clumsily undo his garments.

“……”

“The wedding is tomorrow anyway, so one day early won't matter. Don't be scared. I... I don't have any experience, but... there shouldn't be a problem.” Shen Yanxiao’s face was flushed red, but her gaze remained incredibly firm. After tossing some of the War God’s clothes aside, she began to work on her own.

But before her hand could even move past her collar, she was suddenly pulled into a fierce embrace by Xiu. In an instant, their positions were reversed; she was now lying on her back upon the bed.

“Ah.” Shen Yanxiao stared up at Xiu, her face turning a deeper shade of crimson.

“I intended to wait until tomorrow, but now I fear I cannot.” Xiu’s eyes darkened with intensity. He leaned down, burying his face against Shen Yanxiao’s neck.

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For over a year, you have walked this path with me, staying with this book until its conclusion. I truly thank every reader for your immense support and love. This was Ye Bei's first book, and it contains many flaws, yet your tolerance and persistence gave me the strength to finish it.

Nearly three million words—I never imagined I could do it, but I wrote every bit of it because of you.

This story made me laugh and made me cry as I wrote. It held emotions that moved me deeply. This book is my gift to you; it isn't perfect, but it is everything I have to give.

I hope you enjoyed it. Reading your comments every day for the past year has brought me such warmth. As one story ends, a new one begins. For those willing to stay, I will be here.

I have only two words to say: Thank you.

While the main story is finished, there will be some extra surprises so we don't have to say goodbye just yet.

The characters have become like companions to me. Even as I start a new project, I hope to let the friends from this book make appearances in the future. The two stories are independent yet connected.

Thank you again, and I hope you will support my new work, "The Insanely Poisonous Doctor: The Miss is Black-Bellied." Yes, the author is still obsessed with the "Good-for-Nothing" trope. The titles are quite similar—covers face!

The rogue has found her happiness. Can the new doctor continue the legacy of her predecessor?

I’ll be waiting for you in the new book. See you there!

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