There was no sound in the huge Devil Emperor's bedroom.
Inside the screen of the transept, the two people on and off the bed stared at each other in a deadlock.
Taking advantage of the fact that no emotion can be overstated, Ye Yu carefully sized up Xuan Yi who was standing in the hall.
Compared with the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy before the initialization, His Majesty the Demon Emperor, who is now twenty years old, looks at least twenty centimeters taller.
The large black robe could not conceal the man's nearly perfect body proportions, and the handsome face on top of it proved Ye Yu's prediction that the boy would become a disaster in the future.
It's a pity that the expression on this flawless handsome face is definitely not good-looking at this time.
The guilty Ye Yu bowed his head and admitted his mistake—
"Woke up suddenly in a nightmare and disturbed His Majesty, please forgive me."
"..."
Xuan Yi stared at the woman on the bed several times with slightly moving eyes, then he lifted his lips and smiled.
"Sister Ye Yu's crime is only 'disturbing'?"
Ye Yu frowned heartily.
—
She is very clear that Xuan Yi's determination to Ye Xiaojun must be mortal.
It's just that according to the original plot, even if Xuan Yi wanted to attack Ye Xiaojun, it shouldn't be during this time period
... Could it be that her kick really annoyed people
The more she thought about Ye Yu, the more guilty she felt, and the deviation from the plot line in her previous life had already left her with a lot of psychological shadow, which also made her understand that she was in the center of the whirlpool, and she could never do things as she wanted.
—At least not before escaping from this vortex.
Whether it's for others or for yourself.
Thinking of this, Ye Yu immediately lowered his eyes "obediently".
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Even the tone of voice seems to be three points more sincere than the previous sentence.
"..."
Xuan Yi who stood there narrowed his eyes.
Up to this moment, he still couldn't tell whether this vague sense of familiarity was caused by his recent entanglement with the dream to the point of going crazy, or... the "Ye Yu" in front of him really had something to do with that woman
Then try it out.
The corners of Xuan Yi's lips slightly curved.
He stepped forward and lowered his hands to untie the belt of his robe as he walked, and there was a faint smile in his words.
"Big Sister Ye Yu's biggest crime tonight is that she fell asleep alone during the wedding ceremony."
"..."
Ye Yu froze.
What should come is still here.
—According to the plot of the original book, without the cover of the ancient formation, it is difficult for the Devil Emperor to bear the humiliation and have a relationship with Princess Ye Xiaojun according to Xuan Bin's arrangement in order to gain trust.
Ye Yu remembered that she felt sympathy for Xuan Yi when she saw it.
But right now, the one who should be sympathized has become himself.
"… etc!"
Feeling that the smell of incense on the man's robe was very close, Ye Yu finally couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to push the approaching person half a meter away from him.
"Sister Ye Yu?"
Under the bed curtain, the hoarse voice seemed to be very puzzled.
The emotion in those eyes looking at Ye Yu became deeper and deeper.
The system panicked in Ye Yu's ear: "Master Host, this is the original plot."
"The problem is that I'm not the original Princess." Ye Yu replied confidently from the bottom of her heart.
After beating the system, she made a slightly embarrassed expression, entangled her hands and lowered her eyes, still not looking at Xuan Yi.
"Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well today, it's not suitable for..." The words fell silent.
Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone still confused: "Sister Ye Yu, what's wrong?"
Ye Yu was waiting for this question.
She raised her head with a sincere expression: "Kuishui."
"..."
Xuan Yi's expression twisted for a moment.
Ye Yu blinked: "Perhaps, Your Majesty doesn't know what 'Kuishui' is?"
Seeing that Ye Yu's next sentence was probably "Then I'll answer His Majesty's questions," Xuan Yi hurriedly replied, "No, I'm just a little surprised."
Ye Yu lowered her head shyly: "This happens every month, nothing unexpected."
"..."
Xuan Yi unexpectedly found that he didn't know how to answer the conversation.
Ye Yu didn't give him time to answer the conversation, "Does your majesty know how many days this sunflower water will come every month?"
Xuan Yi: "..."
How did he know this...
Feeling the gap and ignorance of gender education in this era from this silence, Ye Yu smiled with satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.
On the surface, the bride sitting on the flaming wedding bed still lowered her head, pursed her lips and smiled "shyly", "Twenty days a month."
The system sighed heavily and sympathetically in Ye Yu's ear.
The object of sympathy is naturally His Majesty the Devil Emperor whose eyes are blindfolded at this time—
Will the sunflower water at the girl's house come twenty days a month
That's really scary...
Ye Yu was full of apologies: "So from tonight onwards, I can only share the bed with His Majesty temporarily."
Xuan Yi, who hadn't figured out the last question, looked at Ye Yu even more puzzled.
Ye Yu smiled without changing his face: "Your Majesty does not know that women who come to Kuishui cannot sleep in the same bed with others. The cold air enters the body, causing abdominal pain, and..."
In the end, His Majesty the Devil Emperor, who had been indoctrinated with a bunch of false physiological knowledge, was pushed off the bed in a daze.
By the time he came back to his senses, the bed curtains had already been put down.
The female voice inside still couldn't get enough of it—
"Your Majesty, women who come to Kuishui must rest early at night, otherwise they will suffer more. Allow me to get up again tomorrow morning to greet Your Majesty."
Xuan Yi: "..."
You are right to come to Kuishui.
So, on the night of the big wedding when His Majesty the Devil Emperor accepted a woman into the harem for the first time, he rolled up his bedding and slept alone on the beauty couch that seemed to have "sleeped" in the corner of the ear hall by himself.
It wasn't until he lay down on the couch that Xuan Yi suddenly realized belatedly.
—
Didn't he go to test the other party
How did you end up asking for physiological knowledge?
On the second day of the wedding ceremony, when Ye Yu opened his eyes and saw the familiar canopy pattern on the bed in the ear hall of the bedroom, he suddenly had the feeling that he was still in the five hundred taels of life.
...if it wasn't for the fact that the sound of the system in the ear was too loud.
"You're like an alarm clock that can't be turned off manually..."
Ye Yu gritted his teeth and said in his heart.
The system that woke her up was still chattering: "Master Host, please release your consciousness—I really feel a familiar existence!"
Ye Yu was expressionless: "I didn't wake up just now, what can you feel?"
"Master Host, please believe in my ability as a system."
"When you say that, I feel more and more unbelievable."
Despite saying this, Ye Yu still spread his consciousness.
"… ah!"
The system screamed in her mind, and the tone of the voice was obviously joyful and high-pitched.
"..."
Ye Yu, who was so startled early in the morning and thus fully awake, rolled his eyes slowly. "When you get out of my head, I will—"
"Master host! I feel the system carrier! It's somewhere in this room!"
Ye Yu was taken aback.
She released her consciousness to investigate around again, but there seemed to be some kind of restrictive setting in this bedroom, which made her unable to retract as freely as she did in Ye Wang's mansion or other places before.
But it is enough to confirm that Xuan Yi is not in the hall at this time.
Ye Yu thought so, and lifted the bed curtain and got down on the couch.
And there was no one in the hall.
Ye Yu's gaze quickly wandered around the entire ear hall.
—she wanted this guy out of her head more than the system itself.
The system was aggrieved: "...Master Host, I am still here, I will hear if you think so."
"Oh, it's good if you can hear it." Ye Yu said with a blank expression, "I just want to let you hear it."
After finishing speaking, Ye Yu stood up and circled in the ear hall—
"Can you really feel the phone? Where exactly?"
"It seems to be near the window, no matter how specific it is, I won't be able to perceive it."
"..."
Ye Yu looked over.
The closest to the window is Xuan Yi's desk, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones and books on it.
Ye Yu walked over and searched for a while, but found nothing.
She couldn't help frowning slightly: "Are you sure you don't feel wrong?"
Just as the system was about to speak, Ye Yu gasped when he heard—
"Hiss... look at that square on the table foot, is it my phone?"
The system was silent for a long time before opening its mouth in a mournful tone.
"Sorry, Master Host, that is."
Ye Yu: "... !!!"
Not caring about anything else, Ye Yu quickly squatted down, reached out and brushed off the dust on the pitiful mobile phone that was placed on the desk.
—
Sure enough, it was the treasure she was familiar with, but at this moment, it was cruelly used to cushion the table.
She looked around and finally found the paper.
Ye Yu took one of the stacks, folded it several times, lifted the corner of the table to save the phone, and put the folded paper inside.
She checked the function of the phone for the first time.
Ten seconds later.
—
"As expected of a 'brick'."
Looking at the lit phone screen, Ye Yu felt sincerely and gratified.
But she still asked worriedly in her mind: "Are you leaving?"
A small window appears on the screen of the mobile phone—
"..."
The joy on Ye Yu's face turned expressionless, "If you really left, why can you still hear my heartfelt voice?"
This time, no window appeared on the screen for a long time.
Ye Yu: "..."
It's another familiar trick of pretending to be dead.
Ye Yu fiddled with the phone twice in his hand, and said as if talking to himself: "Otherwise, I'd better put it back, it doesn't seem to be useful anyway."
Almost the second after her voice fell, the phone screen lit up a small window again:
"I refuse, take it away."
"..."
One person and one system caught in the struggle all ignored a blurry shadow on the edge of the window frame at this time.
But soon, the shadow disappeared without a trace.
And Ye Yu, who won the final victory in the battle, also looked at the phone in his hand thoughtfully after calming down.
"But why is it here?"