After all, in just one day, the Empire had lost six Dragon Kings just to take him down—a feat that would have taken Leon half a year to achieve in the past.
Such an efficient "downsizing" effort was not something Leon could bear, and the Empire and their Dragon allies definitely couldn't either.
So, the Empire would likely consider other ways to deal with Leon moving forward.
What exactly they would try remained to be seen.
Not long after, Rossweise walked out from the main gate of the temple. She looked around from the top of the steps, and when she spotted Leon in the pavilion, she walked toward him.
Hearing her footsteps, Leon turned his head, then raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Rare sight, Your Majesty, you're wearing casual clothes."
Rossweise was dressed casually today, wearing a white long-strap dress with a pair of delicate sandals, her cute, round ankles exposed.
The warm breeze gently lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her shapely calves beneath.
No wonder Leon was surprised—she usually dressed very formally when walking around the temple, and rarely did she appear so relaxed.
Rossweise sat down beside him, stretched out her long legs, placed her hands on her knees, and gazed down at the tips of her shoes.
She responded softly, "Most of the clan members have been sent away, and there's hardly anyone left in the temple, so I figured I could dress casually."
Leon blinked, "So, without any subordinates, does that mean you can't call yourself a queen anymore?"
"Why? Even if I'm not a queen anymore, you're still my prisoner."
"Hey!—"
"Not convinced?"
Leon snorted, and turned his head away, not wanting to argue, muttering angrily, "I'm convinced."
Rossweise chuckled, "I've already sent Anna and the others to reassemble the clan, and we're also using this opportunity to rebuild the Silver Dragon Temple. So I guess I have… about a week off. And since it's a break, no need to dress so formally."
Leon sat beside her, silently listening to her speak while lowering his head to glance at her delicate, fair feet.
He wasn't trying to be a "pervert," but a certain mother dragon's feet were beautiful.
The feet were like masterpieces crafted by a sculptor—elegant and proportionate lines; the skin was as smooth as jade, with soft pink nail polish giving a playful and cute vibe.
Everyone appreciates beauty, right?
You don't care which part I admire, it's beautiful, so it's okay to admire it.
Perhaps noticing his gaze, Rossweise wiggled her toes and then suddenly raised her leg, placing it on Leon's lap.
"Here, here, here, look all you want. If you're not satisfied, you can even touch."
"Uh, uh, uh! Take it away! Take it away! Such lewd and corrupt things cannot be so close to a pure person like me! This is simply ruining etiquette, totally disrespectful!"
Rossweise gasped, squinting her eyes slightly, and squeezed out a few words through her teeth, "You are a righteous gentleman, my prisoner."
The queen snorted, lowering her leg and covering it with her skirt.
"Of course, I've always been upright. Do you think I'm a foot fetishist? That's absolutely not the case."
"Then why did you just secretly stare for so long? I bet you didn't even listen to what I was saying."
"I was listening! You said you're taking time off."
"How long for?"
"Uh… maybe three days?"
"I'm going to beat you, you foot fetishist!"
Rossweise turned to face him and tried to choke Leon's neck.
But Leon reacted quickly, shrinking his neck and pressing his chin down, so the silly dragon couldn't grab him.
After failing to grab him, she gave up.
She pouted and crossed her arms, "This is how it is with you, Leon—timid and cautious, never daring to say what you like directly."
"Wuwu, don't scold me, I'm breaking down." Leon gave up and lay down.
Rossweise glared at him angrily.
"Bastard, you went to the future and gained more abilities, but your face has also gotten thicker by several inches."
Fine, if that's the case, this queen is going to fight back.
You like my feet but won't admit it, huh?
Then today, I'll force you to say it out loud!
Making Leon do things he didn't want to do, say things he didn't want to say and admit things he didn't want to admit was one of Rossweise's favorite pastimes.
She loved seeing him reluctant and helpless.
What?
I can't torture him because I can't beat him?
What's the point of this marriage then?
"Let's go, it's breakfast time."
Rossweise stood up and walked towards the temple.
Leon followed her behind.
The two of them entered the dining hall, where Muwen and Little Light had already finished breakfast and left. Only Noah remained.
"Good morning, Mom and Dad," the eldest daughter greeted them.
"Good morning, Noah."
They sat down.
Breakfast was simple: bread, milk, jam, and some vegetable salad.
Leon skillfully spread jam on a piece of bread, then carefully spread it evenly, before taking another piece and placing it on top, then handing it to Rossweise, "Here."
Rossweise smiled but didn't take it. Instead, she leaned in and took a small bite.
Leon grimaced, "Can't you just take it yourself?"
"What's with the attitude? After being apart for six months, why are you so impatient with me now?"
Leon took a deep breath.
Here we go again.
At times like this, Leon knew he best just obeys her and never argues.
Moreover, since Noah was still here, he had to continue playing the role of the "good husband."
So, he could only hold the bread up and feed it to Rossweise bite by bite.
Anyone who didn't know would think the queen was pregnant and needed to be served this way.
Rossweise slowly savored the breakfast Leon handed her, looking at him with a smile.
Her chewing was graceful, and unhurried, in stark contrast to Leon's impatient but unable-to-say-anything expression.
"I'm thirsty," Rossweise said.
Leon took the milk from the side and handed it to Rossweise.
She took it, sipping lightly.
The milk flowed into her stomach, warm and fragrant, with a small amount remaining at the corner of her mouth.
That white trace against her red lips looked somewhat provocative.
The milk slowly dripped from her mouth to her chin. Rossweise seemed to realize this was a bit inappropriate but slowly and calmly used her finger to wipe it away,
"Sorry, I lost my composure."
I see, you're the one being perverted, mother dragon.
Even eating breakfast can be so provocative.
If Noah had understood, who knew what kind of outrageous material she would add to her next essay on her parents' love story?
Leon thought to himself but continued feeding the queen bread.
After feeding her a few more bites, Leon opened his mouth, intending to joke.
But before he could speak, he suddenly felt something lightly brushing against his calf.
Looking down, it was Rossweise's foot.
She crossed her long, beautiful legs, removed one of her sandals, and slowly rubbed her smooth, barefoot against Leon's calf.
The pressure wasn't too light or too strong, but it still made him feel an itch deep inside.
"What's wrong?" Rossweise asked knowingly.
"You're putting your foot—"
Halfway through the sentence, Leon glanced at Noah, who was still eating.
He pursed his lips and lowered his voice. "Our daughter is still here. Don't go too far."
"Huh~ Honey, speak up, I can't~ hear~ you~"
With each teasing pause, Leon could feel that mischievous jade-like foot brushing his calf again.
Her foot pressed against his leg, and the five small toes would lift one by one, then gently fall back down.
The sensation was incredibly clear.
At the same time, Rossweise, sitting at the table, rested one hand on her cheek, smiling as though she had no idea what was happening under the table.
"Daddy, Mommy, I'm done eating."
Noah set her fork and knife down, jumped out of her chair, and skipped toward the exit.
Rossweise calmly withdrew her foot, simply slipping her shoe back on, and then reminded her, "Be careful when you're out playing."
"Got it, Mommy."
Noah responded and left the dining room.
When the sound of footsteps faded, Leon slammed the bread down onto the plate in front of Rossweise, glaring at her.
Rossweise looked innocent, "Honey, you're scolding me again."
It seemed… it was indeed time to teach this fire-playing dragon lady a lesson.
Leon said nothing. He suddenly stood up, bent down, and then picked Rossweise up in a horizontal hold.
Rossweise was slightly startled and quickly wrapped her arms around Leon's neck, "What are you doing?"
Leon still didn't answer her, quickly carrying her out of the dining room and upstairs to their bedroom.
Rossweise pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, but still asked with a pitiful tone, "Leon, don't bully me, okay? I was wrong."
"Now you know you're wrong? Too late!"
Aiyo, aiyo, as expected, a man who never looks back at explosions—he's already putting on an act this quickly~
Well… it's time to revisit the couple's homework lessons.
…
Her soft, delicate body was tossed onto the large bed.
Rossweise clasped her legs and covered her chest, looking pitiful and helpless.
But the strap of her dress had quietly slipped off, revealing her round, tender shoulder, which seemed to reflect a faint glow under the sunlight.
"I know you're in a hurry, but it's daytime now. Can't you wait until tonight?" Rossweise said.
"You're the one who provoked me first."
"I was just teasing you! Why are you actually angry?"
"I'm not angry. I'm just playing along."
Leon took off his shirt, exposing his solid upper body.
Although Rossweise was still acting the part of the "innocent girl," when she saw that familiar, perfect male physique, she couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.
Last night, due to the endless war, the two were physically and mentally exhausted and didn't have much time to admire each other before falling asleep.
But now, being able to appreciate this man's perfect body in the bright morning light…
Hiss…
She thought to herself, I'll definitely make him feed me while shirtless from now on, so I can experience what "feast for the eyes" really means.
With these thoughts swirling in her mind, she feigned innocence and asked, "Are you hot? Why are you taking off your clothes?"
"I'm not hot yet, but I will be soon."
"Oh, then—"
Leon didn't let her finish, pressing her down swiftly.
His movements were so practiced that it was clear they were an old couple.
Rossweise immediately tried to respond to him.
After all, after a bit of teasing dialogue, it was time to get down to business, which didn't interfere with her plans to have him at her feet later.
But just as they were about to get more intimate, a sharp pain shot through Rossweise's ribs.
Hiss…
She furrowed her brows. "Wait, wait… It hurts a little."
Leon wasn't the kind of husband to let his impulses override his judgment. Knowing his wife was in pain, he wasn't going to push things.
He held her by the shoulders, pursing his lips as he hesitated for a moment before finally saying in a low voice, "Let's leave it for another day."
Rossweise noticed the reluctant look on his face and couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
This man still had some conscience, cared about her body. Even with his clothes already off, he didn't want to worsen her injury.
But this was all part of her plan.