To save all living beings, the villainous Demon Lord's plan to redeem himself is urgent.
Song Xiwei abandons her feminine guise and transforms into a handsome young man, infiltrating the ...
Suddenly, a dense, aching feeling welled up in her chest, making it difficult for Song Xiwei to even breathe.
Song Xiwei felt that she was being superfluous and felt very awkward. Should she leave first?
Judging from Aoqian's reaction to Chunmu, at least their temperaments are similar, so they should be able to get along, right?
Moreover, Chunmu's words were so explicit, and she seemed determined to have Aoqian. Song Xiwei subconsciously took a deep breath.
Just as he was about to take a step, Aoqian grabbed his sleeve, "If you're going to leave, we'll leave together."
Song Xi was slightly taken aback and looked at Ao Qian with surprise. "Stop joking around," she said, pointing at Chun Mu. "She came all the way here to see you. Is it right for you to treat her like this?"
"She came all this way to see me, what does that have to do with me! I didn't send her." Aoqian said impatiently, "This person from the Heavenly Realm is not welcome here. I don't care who you want to sleep with, please leave my Demon Realm immediately!"
Upon hearing Aoqian's refusal, Song Xiwei vaguely felt the heaviness in her chest suddenly lessen considerably.
Before she could even express her surprise at how strange this was...
Na Chunmu gave her a deep look, and then walked towards her.
Song Xiwei's heart was beating a little fast for a moment. Chunmu was an old acquaintance of Xiaozhuang, but now, would she see her as a rival in love?
But she was dressed as a man, and she and Aoqian hadn't done anything out of line.
At most, when Aoqian grabbed his sleeve, it seemed a little intimate, but it's normal for two men to act like that through a sleeve, right?
So, Chunmu shouldn't be so concerned about this, right?
As Song Xiwei was imagining things, Chunmu walked up to her and gave her an even brighter smile than she had given Aoqian.
"Actually, the real reason I agreed to the marriage alliance in the Demon Realm was because of you, Young Master Song. You have indeed not disappointed me. Whether it is your appearance or your temperament, you are very much to my liking."
Compared to her previous aloofness, Chunmu's expression was much more vivid in front of Song Xiwei, like a young girl experiencing her first love, expressing her feelings to the one she admires.
Song Xiwei never expected that this romantic opportunity would fall upon her; it was completely unexpected...
Song Xiwei was still in shock, but Aoqian, who was standing to the side, was furious.
Even though we're back on our own turf, why are there still so many rivals popping up?
Ironically, Song Xiwei seemed to have a very good impression of this person from the Heavenly Realm. Seeing the way Song Xiwei stared at her so intently, Aoqian wished he could take over the entire Heavenly Realm.
Very impolitely, he simply stood between Song Xiwei and Chunmu.
Song Xiwei's view was blocked, and she came to her senses. She subconsciously reached out and pushed Aoqian, but Aoqian didn't move. With his back to her, he said to Chunmu, "You said you wanted to sleep with me just now, and now you've changed to someone else? Are all people from your Heavenly Clan this casual?"
Chunmu's eyes flickered, and she said, "I'm fine with either of you. It depends on what the Demon Lord wants, you or her. If I had to choose, I would actually prefer Young Master Song, but I still respect your decision, Demon Lord. If you want me to go with you, I won't object."
Upon hearing Chunmu's words, Song Xiwei felt inexplicably angry.
How can you treat relationships so casually?
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Aoqian say, "Come with me."
After saying that, Aoqian gave Song Xiwei a cold glare before leaving without looking back.
Chunmu followed behind Aoqian.
Once the two were out of Song Xiwei's sight, she couldn't help but swear: "Are you sick?! You two are in love, why are you glaring at me?!"
Song Xiwei felt increasingly aggrieved.