As the autumn wind rustled, Chi Musheng, sword in hand, arrived as promised, reaching the bamboo forest behind the mountain.

As the bamboo rain fell, he saw that red figure, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, I'm sorry I'm late."

Tu Shan Honghong slowly opened her bloodshot eyes, but she wasn't angry or impatient; instead, she looked at her with a long-awaited gaze.

"No need to apologize, I just arrived early."

Since last night, she went straight to the bamboo forest to wait for Chi Musheng. Many times, she forced herself to fall asleep, but the more she tried to sleep, the more awake she became.

At this moment, Chi Musheng noticed that Tu Shan Honghong's shoulders were covered with a layer of white frost as thin as a cicada's wing. Could it be...?

Before Chi Musheng could think it over, Tu Shan Honghong grabbed his wrist and said, "Let's go. The journey is long and will take a day."

"Um"

Chi Musheng obediently followed behind the other person, and after walking several hundred meters, she asked curiously.

"Boss, are we going to spend a whole day walking here?"

Although he's not afraid of hardship, he doesn't want to do things that require effort without it.

Tu Shan Hong Hong might be fine walking for a day, but if he walks for a day, his legs will be paralyzed the next day. It'll be incredibly painful.

"The car is at the main gate, we need to go around it," Tu Shan Honghong patiently explained.

If there were outsiders present, they would be utterly astonished, because Tu Shan Hong Hong would patiently explain instead of punching her or coldly telling her to "I'll beat you up."

"Oh, I see." Chi Musheng nodded. He knew it. For a dignified demon emperor to travel far by walking would be a laughing stock and would be somewhat beneath him.

The two circled around Tushan and arrived at the edge of Tushan, where a luxurious carriage was already prepared.

The four-wheeled carriage was pulled by a white horse with a single horn, its head held high and its brows exuding an air of arrogance.

Upon seeing Tu Shan Honghong leading Chi Musheng towards them, their expressions immediately changed. They drooped their heads on the ground, looking for grass to eat like a good baby, filled with dread.

Good heavens! Why didn't the Third Miss mention that the Boss brought his gigolo on a date?

Oh no, oh no, oh no, will it be silenced by the demon-slaying sect?

It's still young; it saw nothing, it saw nothing at all.

It's too dangerous outside, Mom. It wants to go home for dinner, boohoo.

As the two drew closer, the unicorn simply closed its eyes. If it couldn't see, nothing would happen. After all, it had only dragged the leader of the demons along and knew nothing about the others.

Tu Shan Honghong glanced at the quick-witted unicorn and pulled Chi Musheng directly into the carriage.

"Set off"

Upon receiving the command, the unicorn breathed a sigh of relief, opened its eyes, and its limp limbs slowly regained their strength. It almost thought it was going to see its great-grandmother.

The boss is terrifying. I'll never take any more orders from that black-hearted fox again.

They clearly said it was just an ordinary errand, a round trip, but they didn't mention that they were picking up the boss and his kept man.

Inside the carriage was a soft couch that was two meters long and one and a half meters wide, and even the windows were decorated with patterns.

Tu Shan Honghong sat on the couch, her eyes already showing signs of fatigue. Sure enough, she could only feel sleepy when Chi Musheng was by her side.

She looked at Chi Musheng by the window and said softly.

"Chi Musheng, I want to hear a song."

"good"

Upon hearing Tu Shan Honghong's request, Chi Musheng took the flute from his waist, placed it on the corner of his mouth, and pressed his slender fingers onto the finger holes.

"The empty street scene, wanting to find someone to confide in, making this decision, is because loneliness is my neighbor."

Our love, like the scenery you pass by, is always unfolding.

My footsteps never stop for me, and my love for you has always been quiet.

In exchange for the occasional care you give me.

The gentle rhythm is like a spring breeze, slowly brushing against the heart, bringing a quiet and melancholic atmosphere.

As Tu Shan Honghong listened to the flute music, she completely relaxed on the bed, resting her head on Chi Musheng's lap, and fell into a deep sleep.

The unicorn pulling the carriage shed tears of envy. As expected of the leader, he traveled in a luxurious carriage with a dedicated musician to entertain him. After the music was played, the music could be used directly.

No, it also needs to work hard to earn money, to support a good younger sister, and strive to become a good ox or horse that improves every day.

After playing the entire piece, Chi Musheng looked down at the fluffy ears, feeling a little itchy inside. Fox ears, he had never touched them before.

Even with Tu Shan Rongrong, he only pursued her verbally for the past three years, and his actions were very honest. He never touched her, at most he washed her feet once and wiped her mouth a few times.

But after thinking about it, there was no chance that Tu Shan Hong Hong could kill him with one punch, so he decided to just watch and wait.

You can be casual with your sugar daddy, but you can't be casual with your sugar daddy, because when he's casual, he won't treat you like a human being.

However, why not use a pillow instead of sleeping on his lap? Is it because his lap can help you sleep? Chi Musheng looked at the luxurious large pillow on the soft couch and fell into deep thought.

We don't understand the world of rich bastards; they're all weirder than the last. They have pillows but don't use them; they use their legs instead. And he's not some great beauty, yet he's just lying on a beauty's lap.

If Tu Shan Hong Hong always sleeps facing outwards, that's fine. But I'm afraid that if she's jostled around and turns over, she might die.

Fortunately, the journey was relatively smooth. Chi Musheng leaned against the window and couldn't help but doze off, eventually falling asleep without realizing it.

After running all morning, the unicorn stopped by a small river, untied its ropes, drank some water and rested for a while, occasionally turning its head to look at the carriage, which remained silent for a long time.

I wonder what the boss is doing with that pretty boy over there. Should I take a look?

If they get discovered, the demon will die.

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