The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 43: Ying Jiuyao’s Forced Kiss

’A critical hit from my dark past!’

Su An’an’s fingers paused, and she pouted defiantly.

"I changed a long time ago. I’m very good to them now."

’I’ve been petting and nibbling them, providing top-notch service!’

[But the other females are still really mean!]

An image of Alita’s sharp claws scratching her Beast Husband flashed through Su An’an’s mind.

’No!’

’I refuse to believe that fluffy, soft, and cute females could be that bad!’

[If you don’t believe me, take a look.]

Little Pink sent her a few posts from the [Male Beasts’ Wall of Grievances].

[Yesterday, while I was kneeling and licking my Female Master’s feet, she deliberately poured hot soup on my beast ears—saying my tongue wasn’t nimble enough.]

Attached was a picture of festering leopard ears.

[My Female Master said that if a male beast’s claw fur fades, he should be thrown into the recycling bin! She chopped off all my nails.]

Attached was a picture of bloody nails.

[At least you’re still in one piece. My brother was drained of his spiritual power and turned into a living heater, but the Judgement Court found his Female Master not guilty.]

Attached was a picture of a stiff corpse.

’Something’s not right!’

Su An’an frowned slightly.

She used to abuse her Beast Husbands because there was something wrong with her brain.

’Are these other females psychos, too?’

Besides, a Beastman’s regenerative abilities were extremely strong.

Even if they had hot soup poured on their beast ears or their nails ripped out, the injuries wouldn’t be this severe.

And being drained of spiritual power to be turned into a living heater? That was even more ridiculous.

Not even the SSS Level Queen Jelena could do something like that.

These posts were clearly exaggerating to grab attention.

They were deliberately inciting conflict between females and male beasts.

On Ancient Earth, there was a country called Korea that loved to pull this kind of stuff.

Suddenly, a lot of spam posts appeared below.

[Vicious females don’t deserve privileges, especially a certain wasted Princess.]

[She doesn’t even have Spiritual Power Tentacles, but she used her status to forcibly marry the Five Great Beast Husbands, and even abused three of them until their genes degraded.]

[Overthrow the Evil Females! Let the male beasts rule! If you’re interested, join our Star Group.]

Su An’an raised an eyebrow!

’This "Wasted Evil Female"... they’re obviously talking about me.’

She browsed around the Star Network.

She found that these kinds of comments were spread across all sorts of posts.

The content and format were identical; it was clearly a coordinated campaign by a Water Army.

"Investigate who’s behind these posts and how many beasts have joined this Star Group."

Su An’an narrowed her almond-shaped eyes.

’I’d like to see just who is using me as a target to stir up trouble!’

[They’re all anonymous accounts. The server is on the Alliance Fran Star, which is a gathering place for the Rebel Army.]

[Currently, seven thousand eight hundred users have joined the Star Group.]

’The Rebel Army?’

Su An’an’s brow furrowed.

’I can’t believe the Rebel Army is already coming after me.’

[Those sewer rats! How dare they speak ill of the Princess! I’ll release a virus and wipe out their accounts immediately.]

"It’s useless! Their prejudice against me is like a great mountain. The more you try to suppress it, the higher the mountain gets."

Su An’an flicked the side of her glass, a sharp, cold glint flashing in her almond-shaped eyes.

"If you want to shatter this mountain, you have to strike with a heavy fist."

[What do you plan to do, Princess?] 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Check on Ying Jiuyao’s location."

[He has already reached the Interstellar Port. His estimated time of arrival at Moonlight Palace is in three hours.]

Little Pink hacked into the AI of Ying Jiuyao’s Starship.

The handsome man, dressed in a black, form-fitting combat suit, had his hands casually clasped behind his head.

His silver tiger tail swayed gently, occasionally tapping against a large glass box beside him.

[Wow, a Spirit Flame Flower! Five thousand Gold Coins for a single one! Big Cat is so romantic, buying such an expensive flower for you!]

"Are you sure it’s for me?"

Su An’an didn’t dare get her hopes up.

’Can’t risk the embarrassment!’

[I’m sure!]

Little Pink then played a video it had stolen from the White Tiger Base.

"Commander, who are you giving these flowers to?"

"To my Female Master, of course."

"I thought you might be giving them to Lord Jiu Su. After all, the rumors online are all about you two..."

"You actually believe the bullshit spread by those Interstellar gossip accounts? I’m not interested in Jiu Su."

’Big Cat really is the most reliable one!’

Su An’an smiled sweetly.

’I love how direct Big Cat is.’

’He’s the perfect person to help me clear my name.’

She gave Little Pink a mental pat and gave it instructions, "When he gets back, you’ll tell him this..."

「Moonlight Palace, Landing Pad.」

Carrying the climate-controlled case, Ying Jiuyao burst into Su An’an’s chambers.

The robot butler stood at the door to stop him.

[Commander, the Princess is in low spirits and is currently taking a walk in the Royal Garden.]

"Who made her angry?"

Ying Jiuyao’s Gilded Beast Eyes narrowed, and he asked in a hostile tone:

"Was it that psycho snake, Night Abyss?"

[No, it was because she was reprimanded by Her Majesty the Queen for the donations you all made to Jiu Su.]

Ying Jiuyao’s fluffy silver tiger ears flattened against his head, and he rubbed his nose guiltily.

He had just gotten caught up in the moment and followed the crowd with the donation.

He never expected word of it to reach Her Majesty the Queen.

[If you were to go to the Royal Garden and explain things to the Princess, she would surely be very happy.]

Ying Jiuyao shot a sideways glance at the unusually talkative robot butler.

He picked up the climate-controlled case and was about to head out.

[I suggest you take a shower and dress up before you go!]

The robot butler smiled.

Ying Jiuyao entered the bathroom like a whirlwind.

Half an hour later, he was completely refreshed.

A deep black commander’s uniform enveloped his lean, powerful body.

A golden sash ran diagonally from his collarbone to the side of his waist.

Every silver button was branded with a fierce tiger totem.

The star-diamond-encrusted epaulets illuminated his handsome and commanding face.

As expected of the Empire’s War God; being handsome was the bare minimum.

Ying Jiuyao put on his military cap, grabbed the case with the flower, and flew towards the Royal Garden.

The evening sun filtered through the crystal fountain, scattering across Su An’an’s long, satin-black hair.

Her long, thick lashes cast shadows like butterfly wings on her pale cheeks, and a faint sadness welled up in her moist, dark eyes.

Her fingertips hovered above a red rose, yet she never dared to touch it.

Seeing the sorrowful Su An’an, Ying Jiuyao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Su An’an, who was busy striking a pose on the bench, waited and waited, but heard no call from the cat.

She didn’t dare turn her head to look, so she could only ask Little Pink:

[Why isn’t he coming over?]

’Holding my fingers up like this is exhausting!’

[He looks really guilty!]

[Oh no, he’s about to leave.]

Su An’an quickly looked up. Seeing Ying Jiuyao turning away, she called out with feigned surprise:

"Big Cat, when did you get here?"

Ying Jiuyao slowly turned back. He glanced at Su An’an, then lowered his head to study the dewdrops on the red rose.

He was filled with regret!

He couldn’t believe that him just following the crowd and donating to Jiu Su had left Su An’an so heartbroken.

He really wanted to slap himself a couple of times!

Su An’an’s brow furrowed slightly. She blinked her long lashes and accused him pitifully:

"Do you really not want to see me that much?"

"No!"

Ying Jiuyao turned his head and saw Su An’an’s tears. He clenched his fists and averted his gaze.

He felt an even stronger urge to beat himself up.

"I know I’ve done a lot of things to hurt you in the past. It’s only natural that you hate me."

Su An’an adjusted her skirt, shifting to sit sideways at a 45-degree angle.

This was what the "Female Charm Manual" labeled as the "Angle Most Likely to Inspire Guilt."

She timed it perfectly, lowering her head so that two tears hung from her chin without falling, and delivered the finishing blow in a trembling voice: "If you find a female you like, I can let you go."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The female I like is you!"

Ying Jiuyao strode forward, wrapped an arm around Su An’an’s slender waist, and fiercely sealed her lips.

’This infuriating little mouth deserved the most vicious punishment!’