Although Fengyao was annoyed that his precious disciple had left this puddle of mud to him again, he didn't know that the consequences of acting seriously would be disastrous, so he had no choice but to take the trick, and with the help of Bing Can and Mei Shuang, he got him up in every possible way. Kuangze got into bed, and then while murmuring softly and soothingly, he took out a heavy dose of poison and sprinkled it all over the room. When Kuangze fell asleep, Fang carried plum blossoms and silkworm flowers with him. The two of them went to the open-air tea room in the back hall to count the stars.
The real Lishang was sitting on the stone steps of the empty front hall at that time, looking at the sky that was about to break, and the moon was about to disappear into the boundless blue sky. Finally, she was no longer like the five hundred dawns before. Time is so sad and lost, the crescent moon caresses the cheek gently, and the beautiful lips curl up into a smile.
"What are you doing, Thorny Ball?" came a sweet voice from behind.
At that time, all the "miscellaneous people" in Yaoze Palace had been replaced. Qianhua did not need to be on guard. She knew who was coming without looking back: "Waiting for someone."
Huan Lansha carelessly sat next to her and asked calmly, "Who are you waiting for?"
"Demon Lord."
"Isn't the Demon King sleeping like a pig on the bed?"
"There is only one devil in this world, and that pig on the bed is not worthy."
"I think so too..." Huan Lansha nodded seriously, and then continued, "But where is the Demon Lord now? How long do you have to wait for him?"
"No wait, it's the same with you accompanying me." Qianhua didn't answer, but stood up leisurely, with a look of relief that made her even more energetic. She looked back at Huan Lansha with a smile, her bright pupils showing cunning, "Accompany me and perform a show Are you playing?"
At that time, Nan Liyue was probably still looking for a honey palace, right? Qianhua was worried that it would be bad for his injuries if he left Yueya for too long, but she couldn't bear to interrupt Yaofang's joy of finally being able to see him, so she hesitated here for a long time. If it weren't for the arrival of Huan Lansha, her clothes would be wet with dew. I still don’t know it…
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She has lost weight. Compared to five hundred years ago, she is not only thinner now, but also as haggard as a candle in the wind. Nan Liyue really can't bear to ask what kind of abuse she has suffered in the past five hundred years, let alone blame her for why she is so wrong. He wants to punish himself but refuses to leave the demon world. Do he really want to stay with Kuangze to collect information and prepare for revenge, or does he just want to stupidly hold on to the prosperity he once had
Nan Liyue looked around. Everything in Xunmi Palace was still the same. Even the decorations had remained unchanged for five hundred years. The only one who had changed was herself! Nowadays, she is too lazy to dress up. She wears simple clothes, a monotonous headdress, no makeup, and her face is pale... Is it because no one appreciates her beauty, or is she deliberately cheating on herself
Nan Liyue's heart ached, and she finally walked slowly towards her who fell on the side of the screen. Every step she took, she used up her mana to reveal her body. A wisp of soul was not enough to restore her strong body, but at least it allowed her to see Seeing herself, even just a vague shadow, must have been a great comfort to her.
"Yao Fang..." As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was inexplicably choked with sobs. Was she feeling guilty? In this life, I have finally failed this infatuated woman.
Hearing the familiar voice that sounded like the sound of nature, Master Yao Fang's whole body was shocked. Her tearful eyes penetrated from the sparse hair in front of her eyes, and a desolate but surprised gaze suddenly settled on the translucent South Liyue. On top of the handsome face, and then, he could no longer move away: "Devil...Demon Lord...Demon Lord!?"
Over the years, she has never admitted that the beast who rules the new demon world is the demon king. In her heart, the only king of demons who dominates the world and dominates the world is Nan Liyue!
However, the man with silver hair in front of her looked like a dream. Yao Fang couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality. She could only look at him with her eyes wide open, fearing that he would disappear if she didn't pay attention. In front of you.
Nan Liyue sighed softly and helped her up: "The ground is cold, be careful."
Master Yao Fang suddenly trembled all over her body, and tears of bitterness and sobs burst out of her eyes in an instant. She could no longer suppress it: "Demon Lord... is it really you?"
She could feel his cold skin, she could feel the strength with which he picked her up, she could feel his presence, she could truly feel that he was right in front of her! It's reality, not an illusion.
Yaofang suddenly had strength, which poured into her whole body, so that when she suddenly pushed Nan Liyue away, Nan Liyue was unexpectedly pushed by her and staggered back three steps, with a look of surprise and distress on her face: " What's wrong?"
But Yao Fang had quickly moved behind the screen and spoke in a stern and frightening voice: "Don't come here... Don't come here! Don't look at me! I'm very dirty now... I'm ugly... Please don't look at me! Don't look at me, okay..."
She had no strength at all and quickly broke away from Nan Liyue's arms. After another burst of exhaustion, she had already collapsed and fell to the ground. She curled up in the corner where the screen connected with the wall. She buried her head in her arms and trembled slightly. With tears hanging down his cheeks, he was clearly a frightened little beast who still stubbornly fought against himself.
Nan Liyue did not follow her wishes and did not even look at her. She still approached her without hesitation and did not allow her to resist. She picked her up and walked to the bed. At the same time, she ordered Shuang'er who had been stunned on the spot: "Go. Get some hot water."
"Yes... yes!" After hearing this command, Shuang'er was sure that the half-hidden figure with a faint blue body was none other than the Demon King Nan Liyue, whom his master longed for!
Shuang'er was once the demon maid given to Master Yaofang by Nan Liyue after Ru'er's death. She was loyal to Nan Liyue and took good care of Master Yaofang. She was dissatisfied with Kuangze's mistreatment of Yaofang for many years, but she was also powerless. The poor child resisted the tyranny and fought for a breather for his master. After sharing weal and woe for many years, he and Master Yaofang became as close as sisters from master and servant. Naturally, she knew in her heart that what she had been holding on to for many years was today - the return of the devil!
But Nan Liyue's sudden arrival tonight still startled Shuang'er. Until he heard his cold instructions, it felt like he was back in the past, then he calmed down and went away with tears of joy, while not forgetting to call the others. The sisters guard the honey palace.
Nan Liyue knew that Yaofang didn't want to touch her. Too much concern would only make her feel pitiful and sympathize with her, making her even more embarrassed. Therefore, after carrying her to the bed, he only gently covered her with a thin blanket. Not even caring about the comfort of her messy clothes and half-shoes.
Yao Fang felt something else in her heart: It had been not two thousand years but fifteen hundred years since she had known him. How could she not hope that he would care about her day and night? Even if he straightens his messy hair or closes the cool breeze window, he has been unwilling to release the slightest tenderness for many years. Now that he is willing to do this, he can no longer bear it. (To be continued)