Chapter 17

Mo Xiaoxin was woken up by the cold.

When she woke up, she found herself in a cold, enclosed room filled with white snow.

She lay on a cold jade bed, dressed in thin clothes. Whether it was the cold snow or the cold bed, she was stiff all over, her lips were purple, and she was almost bloodless.

Her mind was completely numb from the cold. There was a blanket under the bed, which she picked up and covered herself with. It took her a while to recover and her body warmed up a bit.

The place is dark, with only a faint light shining in through a window.

She remembered; she had been brought here by Ye Songlan.

Ye Songlan is really bold; she actually dared to break into the Demon Palace alone and kidnap her.

It's unclear how long she's been unconscious, or if Leng Huai will come to rescue her if he finds she's not there.

She gave a self-deprecating laugh.

You're overthinking it. Leng Huai has always suspected her. Now that she's been kidnapped, she should be thanking him.

She struggled to get out of bed, her legs stiff as two unresponsive wooden sticks. She pounded her legs and limped toward the window. Looking out the window, what she saw startled her.

When Leng Huai returned from his study in the Demon Palace, he found the bedroom empty. He assumed that Mo Xiaoxin was hiding somewhere playing again when he caught a glimpse of a black arrow. Its unique black and blue feathers were exclusive to the Ye family, the head of the four great families in the entire Demon Realm.

Qiao Yun exclaimed in surprise, "This is! A Ye family arrow! The only one in the Ye family who would dare to break into the Demon Palace at night is Ye Songlan!"

Leng Huai remained silent. He slightly raised his hand, and the arrow floated lightly into the air and then into his eyes. The temperature on the arrow had not yet dissipated, meaning that the person had been gone for at most half an hour.

Qiao Yun appeared and asked, "My lord, shall we go after them?"

"No need."

With a crisp sound, the arrow turned to ashes in mid-air.

Qiao Yun tried to decipher Leng Huai's thoughts; the master's thoughts had become increasingly difficult to guess lately.

He thought that Leng Huai had married Mo Xiaoxin, and that Mo Xiaoxin was different. But when the Lord learned that Mo Xiaoxin had been kidnapped by Ye Songlan, he didn't chase after her, seemingly not caring about her at all. This Ye Songlan is said to be ruthless and powerful; he wondered if the Demon Queen, who didn't understand magic, could withstand Ye Songlan's torture?

Mo Xiaoxin stared in horror at the lines of things wriggling on the ground outside the window.

Outside the window was an underground corridor, teeming with countless black snakes. The snakes slithered up and down, and one even reached the window, peeking out with its head and staring intently at her.

If it weren't for the barbed wire on the window, Mo Xiaoxin would probably have already been attacked by the black snake.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoxin heard a melodious flute tune.

The door next to it opened, and a woman walked in. The snake outside peered in, trying to get in, but the woman stopped it from entering.

"Awake?" Ye Songlan held a black flute in her hand, and she exuded an eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine.

Mo Xiaoxin shuddered in fright. She pointed outside the door and asked, "Did you keep those snakes?"

Night Blue: "Of course."

Ye Songlan looked at Mo Xiaoxin with disdain. "These are all my pet snakes. They are extremely venomous. If you are bitten, you will die on the spot. If you touch their scales, the venom will also take effect and you will feel extremely uncomfortable."

“While you were unconscious, I already examined your spiritual power. The daughter of the dignified Southern Demon King has such weak spiritual power. How could Leng Huai, the God of War of the Demon Realm, marry such a piece of trash as you?” The more Ye Songlan thought about it, the more suspicious she felt.

Although what the other party said was true, Mo Xiaoxin felt like she was spitting blood inside.

It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

"Could it be that you used some despicable means to force him to marry you?" Ye Songlan questioned.

Mo Xiaoxin shook her head. Compared to these people with their overwhelming magical power, she was just a tiny ant.

Ye Songlan, recalling how easily she had brought Mo Xiaoxin here, felt a surge of disdain and resentment. She herself was so perfect, yet she hadn't married Leng Huai; how could this seemingly weak woman have done so?

She looked Mo Xiaoxin up and down, then touched her face: "Your face is only slightly prettier than mine."

Although Mo Xiaoxin's face was completely pale at the moment, it still couldn't hide her pitiful appearance. It was a face that would make men's hearts flutter and women's jealousy.

Ye Songlan's eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment: "Tell me, if I were to send your beautiful eyes to the Demon Palace, what would Leng Huai's reaction be?"

In her eyes, Mo Xiaoxin was a woman who rose to power through her beauty. If she didn't have that face, Leng Huai would focus his attention on her again.

Mo Xiaoxin shook her head frantically. What a terrifying woman! She actually wanted to gouge out her eyes!

"Well, beautiful, actually I don't like Leng Huai at all, I can totally give him to you." Mo Xiaoxin said sincerely.

"Give way?" Upon hearing this word, a hint of disdain flashed in Ye Songlan's eyes: "The man I, Ye Songlan, set my sights on, I will naturally strive to get; I don't need anyone else to give him to me!"

Oh my goodness, this woman is quite competitive.

"Yes, yes, yes, Leng Huai is yours. You two are a match made in heaven." Whether she can save her eyes depends on her mouth. Her smile is clear, and her whole face is saying, "I'm innocent."

Ye Songlan looked at her suspiciously: "If you don't like him, why did you marry him?"

Mo Xiaoxin's journey from afar to the Demon Realm to find Leng Huai was known only within the Demon Palace, but not to the people of the rest of the Demon Realm.

Mo Xiaoxin deduced this and began to talk nonsense in a serious tone: "You don't know this. Although I am a demon and my spiritual power is weak and my magic power is not high, I am still the daughter of the Southern Demon King. The Southern Demon Realm is rich in resources and has abundant spiritual power, which is very suitable for cultivation. She married me just so that she could have a legitimate reason to do so."

"Then how come I heard that you were a hostage imprisoned in the Demon Palace?" Ye Songlan was still a little skeptical.

Mo Xiaoxin remained calm and continued to deceive, saying, "He is indeed a hostage. Perhaps he thinks it's just a coincidence that I've fallen into his territory, so he'll take advantage of it."

Ye Songlan knew Leng Huai's abilities and methods. He had gone through a lot of effort to become the current supreme ruler of the Demon Realm from a minor supporting character. Naturally, he would use the princess who had walked into his trap if he could.

But as the daughter of the head of the four great families of the Demon Realm, is she really inferior to this princess from another world?

Ye Songlan clenched her fists: "How could Leng Huai, the dignified Demon Lord, care about the mere Southern Demon Realm? If he wanted to go there, it would be easy for him. There's no way he would marry you just because of that..."

She sorted out her thoughts and was not misled by Mo Xiaoxin's nonsense in the slightest.

Mo Xiaoxin sensed something was wrong, but Ye Songlan was quite clever and wasn't fooled.

She couldn't possibly say that she didn't actually know why Leng Huai married her, could she?

Ye Songlan noticed the slight panic in Mo Xiaoxin's eyes and a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "You were lying to me after all!"

She felt annoyed at being mocked, and pressed the flute in her hand against Mo Xiaoxin's neck and throat.

Mo Xiaoxin's neck suddenly went numb, and she couldn't move because the flute was pressed against her throat. She tilted her head back and said somewhat comically, "I didn't, I didn't!"

Now that things have come to this, she no longer wants to hide anything: "To tell you the truth, I don't know why Leng Huai married me. I was inexplicably forced into this conflict. But I can tell you that Leng Huai has no feelings for me whatsoever."

A hint of joy appeared in Ye Songlan's eyes when she heard the last sentence. "Really?"

But she quickly suppressed this joy, scrutinizing Mo Xiaoxin's face, not missing a single expression.

Mo Xiaoxin solemnly raised three fingers: "I swear, what I, Mo Qiuxin, said is absolutely true. If I am lying, may I be struck by lightning!"

She's not Mo Qiuxin, so God probably won't take her swearing seriously, right?

Mo Xiaoxin's serious demeanor convinced Ye Songlan to believe him to some extent.

Ye Songlan put away her flute, looked at Mo Xiaoxin with arrogance, and said contemptuously, "Let me tell you, no matter what method you used to bewitch Leng Huai, he will always belong to me alone. You just stay here obediently, and I will let you go after Leng Huai divorces you."

Ye Songlan's jealousy looked terrifying, but it didn't seem to pose a threat to her life, so Mo Xiaoxin's heart was at ease.

As long as she doesn't lose her life, that's fine; otherwise, she could die here in a heartbeat.

Ye Songlan said nothing more and turned to leave the secret room.

The moment the door closed, a smile appeared on Mo Xiaoxin's lips.

She had secretly taken Ye Songlan's flute when she wasn't looking.

She looked at the flute in her hand. This flute looked very unusual. Unlike ordinary flutes, this flute was imbued with magic. As soon as she touched it, she felt a force surge into her hand. Fortunately, this force was not so aggressive that she could withstand it; otherwise, she would not have been able to use it at all.

In her past life, one of her hobbies was musical instruments, and the flute happened to be her specialty.

Although her magical powers are weak, her memory is quite good.

She had memorized the flute music Ye Songlan had just played and was preparing to try it out herself.

A strange flute melody sounded, and she opened the door. The snakes that had been wandering around in the corridor were now obediently scattered on both sides, as if welcoming their master's arrival.

Mo Xiaoxin cautiously poked her head out from behind the door, but the snakes didn't react at all to her movements.

She tentatively stepped outside, and the snakes remained motionless, frozen in place, like inanimate objects.

Mo Xiaoxin played her flute while observing the snake's movements, and quickly walked to the end of the corridor. There was a large door at the end, and she breathed a sigh of relief after stepping through it.

I didn't expect it to be out so easily.

Her back was covered in cold sweat, but thankfully she escaped unharmed.

After exiting the main gate, we arrived at a room.

The bright moon hung in the sky, its faint light shining through the window lattice. It was an abandoned room, filled with clutter and dust, with faint footprints on the floor, presumably those of Night-blooming Jasmine.

After Mo Xiaoxin left, she didn't notice that the door behind her suddenly creaked open, and countless snakes slowly crawled out from behind the door, looking particularly eerie in the moonlight.

The Night Mansion was very large. Mo Xiaoxin searched for an exit throughout the mansion. After waking up, she sensed a faint demonic aura. After escaping from the secret room, the demonic aura became even stronger, but it seemed to be forcibly suppressed. If it weren't for the original owner's innate strong perception, an ordinary person would not have noticed it.

Although the original owner's demonic power was weak, her perception was very strong, which is probably why she was safe and sound after traveling all the way from the demon realm to the demon world.

As a fellow demon, Mo Xiaoxin sensed a violent fluctuation of demonic energy, a feeling that compelled her to investigate further.

She didn't want to waste time, but somehow she followed the demonic aura here; perhaps it was the body's instinct.

Following the direction of the demonic aura, she passed through several courtyards, winding her way past the servants, and disappeared somewhere unknown.

Looking at the eerie, dense forest ahead, Mo Xiaoxin was quite puzzled.

Why are there so many trees growing in this vast mansion? The arrangement of these trees doesn't seem simple; it appears to be a deliberate illusion.

Could it be that there's some secret behind this dense forest that needs to be concealed by an array?

The demonic aura grew stronger, as if guiding her or summoning her.

The dense, dark forest made her legs feel weak again. She had a feeling that some danger might be brewing inside.

She started to back out again.

Why should she care about any of this? Curiosity killed the cat. Mo Xiaoxin is here to complete her mission, and now she has to go back to the Demon Palace to find Leng Huai.

However, the aura of the demon race froze her feet in place.

There must be something wrong here!

She sighed. Since God had brought her here and made her discover this place, perhaps He wanted her to go inside.

With that thought in mind, she no longer hesitated and went deep into the dense forest.