At dusk, under the giant tree of bitter love, Tu Shan Hong Hong stood with her hands behind her back as usual, her red dress fluttering in the wind, her slightly furrowed brows seemingly filled with unspoken thoughts.

His eyes, glancing back every now and then, seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive.

The young man was tall and straight, dressed in a black outfit with cloud patterns, with a jade flute hanging at his waist and a sword in his arms.

A short while later, a voice responded from behind.

"The chief, turning back to stand before the steps, suppressing a laugh, remained silent, yet lingered with reluctance."

Chi Musheng walked gracefully over and stood side by side with Tu Shan Honghong, glancing at her with a single sentence.

Tu Shan Honghong remained silent for a long time before uttering four words.

"What's the meaning"

It should have been a scene of poetic beauty, with willow catkins drifting under the moon, but alas, the beautiful woman was foolish and did not understand the intricacies of it all.

"It means that the leader is beautiful even when he's just standing there without saying a word."

Chi Musheng gazed at the bright moon and slowly began to speak.

Upon hearing this, Tu Shan Honghong's face flushed slightly, but she quickly suppressed it.

As the king of Tushan, one should still maintain a certain level of composure.

That guy Chi Musheng, whenever he praises her for being beautiful, he says it in a way that makes Fox unable to understand.

However, if Tu Shan Hong Hong knew what Chi Mu Sheng really meant, she might punch him.

"Don't say things you don't understand next time."

Chi Musheng replied indifferently.

"Isn't it precisely because we can't understand it that it's more interesting? A person's beauty, though often obscure, is far more captivating than one's clear understanding."

Tu Shan Hong Hong's eyes reddened. Was this guy looking down on her for being illiterate?

She's not illiterate; it's just that you're speaking in a way that's hard to understand, and yet you're still criticizing her.

"Click"

The cracking sound of fists reached Chi Musheng's ears. Looking down, he saw that Tu Shan Honghong's fists were clenched together again.

Chi Musheng, a wise man who knows when to yield, directly interrupted the spellcasting.

"Ahem, Boss, shall we drink or listen to music tonight?"

This violent little fox girl, why does she want to throw punches at the slightest disagreement? Can't she be a civilized fox?

Tu Shan Honghong turned her head and said sternly.

"sit down!"

Chi Musheng jolted and instinctively fell to the ground. What's wrong? Why are you angry all of a sudden?

Tu Shan Honghong looked down at Chi Musheng, a hint of smugness hidden deep in her eyes. No matter what you are like, in front of her, Tu Shan Honghong, you can only be an obedient man.

Chi Musheng swallowed hard. Serving a king is like serving a tiger. This domineering demon emperor who gets angry at the slightest disagreement is so hard to handle.

"Big boss"

Tu Shan Honghong changed her tone and spoke calmly.

I just wanted you to sit down and listen to me.

After saying that, she slowly sat down and lay directly on Chi Musheng's lap, using Chi Musheng's lap as a pillow.

"Forehead"

Chi Musheng was speechless. Where did Tu Shan Honghong learn this way of managing her husband? It's all about giving him a slap and then a sweet treat. But he's not your husband, so why use this method on him?

Which one is your husband? Who are you using this for?

Tu Shan Honghong murmured a question.

"Chi Musheng, do you think peace between humans and demons is really possible?"

She desperately wanted to finish this quickly so she could be with Chi Musheng, but she was also afraid that she wouldn't be able to finish it and would keep putting it off. If she did it, she would feel uneasy; if she didn't, she would feel guilty.

Chi Musheng pondered for a moment before answering.

"Perhaps, but the current situation is still somewhat difficult. The foundation of peace is based on the suppression of absolute force. In other words, either the demon race or the human race needs a powerful figure who can suppress both races, or the rulers of both sides can reach an agreement to achieve a brief century of peace."

He might not be very good at cultivation, but when it comes to political maneuvering, after thousands of years of historical influence, any man could offer some insights.

"Ruler, do you mean we need to unify the demon race first?"

Tu Shan Honghong frowned slightly. There was only one way to unify the demon race: to subdue the other demon emperors with absolute power. Currently, she could defeat the other demon emperors, but she couldn't crush them with absolute power.

Chi Musheng looked down at Tu Shan Honghong, who had long orange hair on her lap, and asked.

"Does the leader want to go?"

Tu Shan Honghong has an obsession with peace between humans and demons. If she doesn't do it, it will become a demon in her heart. Besides, he is just a sycophant who provides emotional value through singing and playing music. What does peace between humans and demons have to do with him? If the sugar daddy wants to do it, then let him do it.

"Um"

Tu Shan Honghong responded softly.

"Chi Musheng, will you wait for me?"

Chi Musheng felt a little embarrassed. "Big sister, the question you asked makes him sound like a heartless man. Why is he waiting for you? If the contract ends, he won't run away. Are you going to punch him to death when the truth comes out?"

Of course, as a top-tier simp, he couldn't answer the question directly. Instead, he took out the bell from his chest and shook it.

"I will always carry this with me."

He leaves some things unsaid, so that even if problems arise later, he can still offer excuses—or rather, explanations.

Tu Shan Honghong glanced at the bell on Chi Musheng's chest, a faint smile appearing on her lips. At the same time, she gently lifted her foot and shook the golden bell on her foot.

In an instant, the two bells began to echo each other, as if they were sensing the call from their other half.

The clear sound of bells rang out between the two of them.

Tu Shan Honghong felt relieved. Yes, as long as Chi Musheng still had the bell, she could find him anywhere. What was she afraid of?

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

"good"

"My black hair has turned white, leaving only that lingering affection."

Whether love is deep or fate is shallow, it often happens in an instant.

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