"You are too weak to be Youyou's man. To be his male favorite..." Heiyan narrowed his blue eyes and smiled, but his smile was full of contempt, "It's possible."
"Bang!" Fu Mingrui suddenly slammed the table and stood up. His flashing eyes showed the confusion and annoyance in his heart at the moment. He was not angry at Hei Yan's contempt this time, because every word he said was correct.
Lian Youyou frowned slightly and glanced at Heiyan who was looking happy and mocking.
Hei Yan noticed Lian Youyou's gaze, his expression froze for a moment, and he tried to stay calm as he picked up the cup and drank his tea: "But... you don't have no chance to be Youyou's man... For example, you can practice hard and strive to become a god as soon as possible..."
"Don't be hypocritical." Lian Youyou said without bothering to respond, and turned to look at Fu Mingrui, "Mingrui, don't mind it."
Fu Mingrui's chest heaved, and he slowly withdrew his hand from the table: "No, Lord Black Flame Demon is right, I don't have this ability, how can I stand next to the goddess!" His chest suddenly ached, a pain that he didn't understand and caught him off guard.
The pain also drained all the strength from his body. He bowed to Lian Youyou and said, "I'm relieved to know that you're okay. Goodbye." Fu Mingrui felt a little defeated. The last time he still had the courage to stand in front of Lian Youyou, perhaps it was because Heiyan was a cat, or perhaps he was deceiving himself into thinking those men were not real gods.
Now, he knew that Hei Yan was not a cat. Perhaps this time, he was really hit. Hei Yan could be a demon god, but what were the identities of the two men that Hei Yan was obviously afraid of? !
His head suddenly began to ache, and some sporadic conversations and Lin Tingjun's blurry face emerged in his mind, which he had no memory of before.
"Mingrui, wait." Lian Youyou picked up the umbrella, opened it above Fu Mingrui, stood under the umbrella and looked at him with a smile: "Why, you weren't scared last time, but you are scared this time?"
Fu Mingrui was stunned. He was in a state of confusion, with his head buzzing. He was a little dazed by the broken memories that suddenly came to his mind. Even Lian Youyou in front of him looked dazed.
He stretched out his hand and took the umbrella in Lian Youyou's hand.
Lian Youyou's smile was charming yet distant: "Heiyan was right about one thing. If you don't have the ability to help me protect the divine realm, there is another way for you to be with me. That is to be my..." Lian Youyou held the umbrella's hand and moved it slightly upwards, her fingertips lightly touching Fu Mingrui's fingers.
Fu Mingrui's heart immediately began to beat wildly, and he hurriedly took the umbrella from Lian Youyou and walked quickly into the rain. His hurried and messy steps were far more flustered than when he came.
Lian Youyou stood quietly behind the rain curtain, with her hands behind her back, smiling as she watched Fu Mingrui flee in panic, and sighed with a hint of regret: "Ah... Although she's cute, she's still a little stubborn."
"What do you mean?" Hei Yan held the teacup and raised his legs to step on the bench. He was still wearing the vest that Lian Youyou made for him, with his pants under his clothes. "Why do you want to provoke him today?"
Lian Youyou's smile began to become cunning, biting her lip and looking back: "Didn't you say that he should be my male pet? I think this is a good idea~~~"
Heiyan's face darkened, he glanced at Lianyouyou and turned away, but that look was extremely charming, exuding the evil charm of a demon god: "I don't believe you. You can raise a man and spoil him? Ha."
"Aren't you?" Lian Youyou smiled mischievously, raised her face, and smiled evilly, "You are a man, and you used to be my favorite."
Hei Yan's face immediately turned red, and he almost crushed the wine glass in his hand. He stood up suddenly, threw off his vest, and pointed at Lian Youyou fiercely: "You are the worst in the whole God Realm! You must have other intentions for that little white rabbit! There is no way a man you like can run away!"
Lian turned back slowly, staring at the rain curtain, with a smile on her lips: "If you don't like it, go away. I have removed the divine seal from your forehead, you can go back to the divine realm."
Heiyan's blue eyes immediately widened, and he continued to point at Lian Youyou's back viciously: "Don't even think about it! I will stay by your side and watch how you fall from the throne! And then come and beg me to take you in! Beg me to take you as my concubine! Cling to me and pamper you every day! Humph! I must stay by your side and avenge all the humiliation I have suffered from you!" Heiyan slammed the table angrily, turned around and walked away, with his small vest still fluttering in the wind.
Lian smiled leisurely. If you want to stay with her, just say it directly. There are so many dramas. She raised her face and looked at the sky. Her slender eyebrows were still gathered together.
The rain didn't stop until evening, and the surface of the lake in the Imperial Garden rose by one point. The red carps in the lake gathered together and floated to the surface, but were frightened away by a series of hurried footsteps and sank to the bottom of the lake.
Duanmu Jinhong wore a cloak, avoided the eunuchs and palace maids all the way, and braved the rain to enter the palace where he originally lived. After returning from Liangzhou, he had been living in fear, but he found that Yuchi Yanxia did not give any hint to Emperor Cheng, suggesting that Duanmu Qingchen was no longer Duanmu Qingchen, and Duanmu Jinhong was no longer Duanmu Jinhong. She even did not recognize Duanmu Qingchen, who had now become Duanmu Jinhong.
Perhaps, she was angry, angry at Duanmu Qingchen's reckless behavior.
And it was precisely because of Yuchi Yanxia's concealment that Duanmu Jinhong's heart became more tormented. He was filled with regret, guilt and self-blame for his decision. These emotions made him toss and turn in sleep and plunged him into unprecedented confusion and panic.
He hurried into his palace and saw Duanmu Qingchen packing his luggage again. He could feel that Duanmu Qingchen really enjoyed this exchange of identities. He believed it, he really believed it.
He immediately threw off his wet cloak, grabbed Duanmu Qingchen's bag and threw it to the ground: "Don't even think about leaving!" He gritted his teeth and said, as if he wanted to keep his most beloved woman. If Lian Youyou was here, he would probably have another headache for these two brothers who loved and hated each other.
"What are you doing?" Duanmu Qingchen was a little angry. He pushed Duanmu Jinhong away and went to pick up the bag on the ground.
"I won't let you go!" Duanmu Jinhong pulled Duanmu Qingchen's bag, "I want to exchange it with you!"
Duanmu Qingchen was stunned, then became angry and threw the bag to the ground: "Are you sick? Aren't you tired of changing so many times?"
"I want it back!" Duanmu Jinhong grabbed Duanmu Qingchen by the collar, "I want Shiyue! I want Shiyue!"
"Get lost!" Duanmu Qingchen pushed Duanmu Jinhong away and pointed at his face. "When you get your name back, you'll say you want the throne again! Are you going to make trouble? I told you! I'll tell my father that I want to travel around the world and let Lin Shiyue marry you! Why are you so anxious? Isn't it raining today? Otherwise, I would have told my father!"
"You don't understand! You don't understand!" Duanmu Jinhong was completely confused. (To be continued)