Chapter 38

The wet, close-fitting clothes outlined Mo Xiaoxin's figure in a charming and alluring way. If she went to Leng Huai dressed like this, he would probably accuse her of seducing him.

A thought flashed through her mind—how could she not have thought of that?

Her eyes darted around, glancing at Ziyu who was looking at her.

She patted her head, looking quite annoyed: "Never mind, I'll go back and change my clothes first."

She quickly ran towards the house, opened the door, and said to Ziyu, "I don't like anyone watching me change my clothes, so you can wait at the door."

Ziyu nodded.

She glanced furtively at Ziyu, who was standing ramrod straight outside the door.

When Leng Huai asked her to go up to the roof that day, she discovered the passage to the roof.

Ziyu waited and waited outside, but there was no sound from inside the house. She tentatively asked, "Your Highness, are you ready?"

No one responded to her.

Oh no, is someone coming to arrest Mo Xiaoxin again?

She opened the door and found the house empty.

Ziyu felt like the sky had fallen.

Mo Xiaoxin apologized to Ziyu in her heart and hurriedly ran to the outside of the main hall where Leng Huai was.

The main hall was packed with ministers who were reporting on something.

Mo Xiaoxin quietly hid behind a pillar, watching what was happening inside.

After waiting for a long time, these people gradually emerged from the main hall.

After the last person left, Mo Xiaoxin quietly went inside.

Leng Huai was engrossed in reviewing documents at his desk when he heard the noise. Without even looking up, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

He thought someone had something to report, but when he looked up, he found Mo Xiaoxin soaking wet.

Leng Huai frowned: "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest today? Why are your clothes all wet?"

Mo Xiaoxin knew that Leng Huai hated it most when she tried to seduce him with her looks, but she still did it anyway.

Mo Xiaoxin sobbed, "I was just about to tell you that after my spell left the Ice Prison Demon Pool, I couldn't use it for some reason. So I jumped into the lake to try and see if I could use it in the water, but it didn't work either. So I came to ask you what happened."

Leng Huai was somewhat surprised. His eyes caught sight of Mo Xiaoxin's graceful figure, and for some reason, his thoughts became a little distracted. He frowned and looked away, saying, "I don't know much about what you're talking about either. Go change your clothes first. Aren't you afraid of getting cold? You've already forgotten something after just having a fever?"

Mo Xiaoxin thought to herself: Am I deliberately trying to make you uncomfortable, hoping you'll kill me?

She pretended to suddenly realize something, shivering as she looked at the cloak draped over Leng Huai's shoulders: "I didn't realize it until you said it. Now I suddenly feel so cold. I wonder if I could borrow your clothes to wear?"

Mo Xiaoxin opened her innocent eyes, looking pitiful.

She herself found the appearance of this green tea a bit disgusting.

But for the sake of the mission, I'm willing to risk my reputation and give it my all!

Leng Huai was taken aback for a moment, but did not refuse. He took off his clothes and handed them to Mo Xiaoxin.

Mo Xiaoxin was very surprised.

What happened? How did he agree?

Seeing that Leng Huai wasn't angry, she slowly moved to his side.

There was a charcoal fire burning beside Leng Huai's table, radiating warmth. Mo Xiaoxin was already a bit weak, and after waiting outside for a long time, she was indeed getting cold. She plopped down next to Leng Huai, placed her hands on the grill, and felt the warm air warm her entire body.

Leng Huai frowned at Mo Xiaoxin's actions: "Why aren't you going back to your room? What are you doing here?"

Noticing his displeasure, Mo Xiaoxin smiled and said, "Why is the Demon Lord in such a hurry? It's just that I've missed you so much since we last met. I want to stay by your side as much as possible, otherwise my body will feel cold and my heart will feel even colder!"

Even after I finished speaking, I felt embarrassed by how cheesy it sounded.

Seeing that Leng Huai's expression was unpleasant but he didn't refuse, she added fuel to the fire.

Mo Xiaoxin shifted her body, deliberately getting very close to Leng Huai. Her wet clothes not only soaked the seat, but water droplets also clung to Leng Huai's clothes. "Oh dear, I'm so cold. Your body is so warm, Demon Lord."

Leng Huai's hands clenched tighter and tighter, and his complexion grew increasingly worse.

Recalling what Mo Xiaoxin had said in the forest that day, he realized that this woman was indeed hypocritical. She had clearly taken advantage of him but insisted on saving him, even though he had given her a day off. Now she was trying to seduce him by risking her own life; this was the woman's true nature.

Seeing Leng Huai's extremely gloomy face, Mo Xiaoxin was overjoyed.

Come on, kill her!

She had her neck ready, just waiting for Leng Huai's anger to reach the point where he would kill her and chop her neck off.

But Leng Huai didn't do as she wished. Instead of backing away, he leaned forward and trapped her in his arms. The distance between them instantly became so close that she could feel his warm breath.

Mo Xiaoxin was startled by his sudden approach. Her eyes were filled with panic as she kept backing away until her back hit the floor with a thud.

"Ouch!" Her back was so weak; she couldn't do a backbend while sitting.

Leng Huai scoffed: "How stupid, don't you know to use your elbow to support yourself?"

Mo Xiaoxin's eyes widened: "I...I just didn't realize it!"

As his face drew closer, Mo Xiaoxin dared not speak anymore.

He leaned down slightly, his deliberately lowered voice carrying a hint of teasing, and whispered in her ear, "How is it? Is it warmer like this?"

At the same time, he raised his hand and seemingly casually brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen beside her cheek, his fingers lingering briefly on the tip of her hair, the movement slow and gentle.

Mo Xiaoxin blushed. What was wrong with Leng Huai? Why was he acting so unpredictably again?

The cloak fell to the ground due to the large movement, and the distance between the two was extremely ambiguous.

Is he... trying to kiss her?

Leng Huai stared intently into her eyes, and seeing the blush gradually spreading across her cheeks, a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

Just as he was about to ridicule her, Mo Xiaoxin suddenly shivered: "Achoo!!"

Leng Huai couldn't believe his eyes. He wiped his face with his hand, and his hand was covered in sticky snot.

There's no room for ambiguity.

Mo Xiaoxin blinked: "Oh dear, I'm sorry, I'm cold."

Leng Huai gritted his teeth: "Mo! Qiu! Xin!"

As he spoke, he slapped Mo Xiaoxin across the neck.

In space.

After successfully obtaining two million and spirit stone fragments, Mo Xiaoxin bought a packet of cold medicine.

While eating potato chips, the system commented on Mo Xiaoxin's recent experience of being killed: "It seems like you're completing missions more and more smoothly each time."

Mo Xiaoxin was also very satisfied with the execution this time: "Although there were some tricks involved, overall it was pretty good. I'm getting better and better at understanding Leng Huai's temperament. The more I go against him, the less angry he might get. Instead, he might deliberately pick a fight. But if I accidentally anger him, he'll kill me."

Mo Xiaoxin also found it difficult to say what the appropriate degree was.

Well, actually she was just taking a chance.

This man is unpredictable; who can guess what he's thinking?

The system was happy for Mo Xiaoxin: "Keep up the good work, keep up the good work!"

Mo Xiaoxin said confidently, "No problem."

After taking the cold medicine, Mo Xiaoxin felt the chilly nausea disappear.

After pressing the revive button.

She opened her eyes and saw a strikingly handsome face.

Is it really necessary to wake up to this awkward situation?

Couldn't we have moved the time forward to before we went to see him?

Mo Xiaoxin muttered to herself, her mind racing.

Their posture was too ambiguous, and Leng Huai was already dissatisfied with her. She had to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.

Mo Xiaoxin immediately pushed away Leng Huai, who was leaning forward.

Mo Xiaoxin made a disgusted expression, saying, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other! They shouldn't touch each other!"

Leng Huai felt frustrated by Mo Xiaoxin's inexplicable change in attitude. No woman in the Demon Realm had ever dared to treat him like this!

He sat up straight, straightened his clothes, and said coldly, "I have bad news for you."

Mo Xiaoxin was about to leave the main hall, but even with the stove warming her, she felt chilly and needed to hurry back to change her clothes.

Suddenly hearing Leng Huai speak, she stopped and asked, "What bad news?"

"The Southern Demon Realm was suddenly massacred; your family is probably..."

Mo Xiaoxin stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Thinking of her parents whom she had only seen a few months ago, Mo Xiaoxin burst into tears upon hearing the devastating news, a sense of panic welling up inside her.

"Why didn't you say so sooner!" Mo Xiaoxin wiped away her tears and ran towards the door.

Leng Huai saw Mo Xiaoxin lose control of her emotions: "What are you trying to do!"

"Return to the Southern Demon Realm!"

Regardless of whether Leng Huai went or not, her parents were in danger, and she had to go back!

Leng Huai: "Don't worry, I've already called someone over. We'll leave as soon as the car arrives."

Mo Xiaoxin was a little surprised. She thought Leng Huai wouldn't care about her. Her voice was a little hoarse and her eyes were red: "Thank you."

Ziyu searched for a long time before finally finding Mo Xiaoxin in the main hall. She was furious, but seeing that Mo Xiaoxin's expression seemed off, she didn't say anything.

When Leng Huai saw Zi Yu arrive, he instructed her to get Mo Xiaoxin a change of clothes.

I had just changed my clothes when the carriage arrived.

Leng Huai found the Cart-Pulling Demon Gang to send him back to the Southern Demon Realm as quickly as possible.

Mo Xiaoxin was worried all the way, hoping that her parents and two older brothers would be safe.

But the unease in her heart grew stronger, making her anxious and uneasy.

Mo Xiaoxin found it strange that she had such strong feelings for them. Why was she so anxious when she heard that something had happened to them, even though she didn't have deep feelings for them in this world?

Seeing Mo Xiaoxin's uneasy expression, Leng Huai unusually spoke up: "Don't worry."

How could she not be worried?

Mo Xiaoxin managed a weak smile, though the worry between her brows remained.

Leng Huai had never comforted anyone before, and not knowing how to start a conversation, he simply remained silent.

Leng Huai canceled the song and dance performance by the carriage-pulling troupe, allowing Mo Xiaoxin to rest quietly in the carriage.

Mo Xiaoxin was no longer in the mood to appreciate the scenery outside; she just wanted to feel the cold wind and ease her anxiety.

She finally understood why her parents hadn't been angry with her, the daughter who had come all the way to the Demon Realm, and had even prepared a dowry for her to marry Leng Huai.

It turns out they already knew that someone was going to war with them and that they probably couldn't protect their daughter.

Mo Xiaoxin's eyes were moist, and her throat was dry and bitter.

Before even stepping into the demon realm, Mo Xiaoxin saw the distant sky shrouded in billowing black smoke, so thick it seemed to crush the entire heavens.

Her mood grew even heavier, and the feeling of unease intensified.

Leng Huai also realized the seriousness of the matter and silently followed behind Mo Xiaoxin.

Upon entering the demon realm, a strong stench of blood assaulted the senses, and everywhere one looked were the corpses of demons. Some were decapitated, others had their abdomens slashed open with sharp blades, their organs spilling out onto the ground—a gruesome sight too painful to behold.

The demons who were still alive on the street bowed to Mo Xiaoxin when they saw her return.

"Your Highness, you're finally back! The Southern Demon Realm has suffered a tremendous calamity!"

The one speaking to her was a dog demon. The dog demon's hindquarters were a bloody mess, emitting a foul stench of burnt skin. His eyes were filled with sorrow and helplessness, and only when he saw Mo Xiaoxin did they show a glimmer of hope.

She looked at the monsters kneeling before her; none of them were healthy, all of them were injured to varying degrees.

Mo Xiaoxin was shocked; they were all citizens of the Southern Demon Realm.

"How could this happen... Who did this?!" she exclaimed angrily.

The monster cried out with a mournful face, "I don't know! Those people dressed in black broke in and started a massacre!"

Mo Xiaoxin was in a heavy mood, and her face looked extremely pale.

She knelt before the corpse of a young demon, gently closing its still-open eyes, her heart burning with rage.

She secretly vowed to make those murderers from the Northern Demon Realm pay a terrible price and to avenge them.

Unable to bear seeing these monsters drag their wounded bodies around, she used healing magic to clean their wounds. There were simply too many of them, and her spiritual power was too weak to completely heal them.

After her healing, the monsters felt the pain in their wounds lessen.

"Thank you, Princess!"

The outside is in such chaos, one can only imagine what's happening inside the palace...

Mo Xiaoxin desperately ran towards the Demon King's palace amidst the chaos.

Upon entering the palace, a pungent smell of blood assaulted the senses.

The hall was deathly silent; its former majesty and luxury had been replaced by a heavy atmosphere of death.

The battle was over, leaving only a pool of red blood in the air.

When her gaze fell upon the four corpses before the throne, her legs instantly went weak, and she staggered a few steps, nearly falling over.

She covered her mouth in disbelief; the four corpses were none other than her father, mother, and two brothers.

The two brothers gripped their weapons tightly, their knuckles white, as if fighting to the death. One brother's head rolled to the side, blood flowing from his wounds and pooling on the cold ground. The other brother's arms had been severed far away, his severed limbs a bloody mess, a gruesome sight.

My father was impaled with countless sharp blades in his chest. He was like a target, killed with hatred in his eyes.

Her mother's death was even more gruesome. She used to love beauty so much, but now her face was slashed countless times, the skin on her face was peeled off and bleeding profusely, and she was almost unrecognizable. If it weren't for the demon queen ring on her hand, she wouldn't have been able to tell the difference at all.

She had never seen such a horrific scene before. While the corpses she had seen earlier had shocked her, she could no longer bear the sight of her loved ones' remains and burst into tears.

These despicable people! She will never let them get away with this!

She moved closer, standing in front of her father. Looking at that familiar face, she couldn't believe that her father, whom she had only seen once in this world, would meet her a second time in this way.

Mo Xiaoxin's tears flowed uncontrollably, blurring her vision.

To be honest, Mo Xiaoxin herself didn't know why she was so sad.

Logically speaking, they had only met once, but for some reason, she felt so distressed, as if her heart was about to break.

Her body moved uncontrollably, and she slowly squatted down, her hand trembling as she reached out to touch her father's face, her fingertips brushing against his aged skin.

My finger brushed past my nose, then suddenly stopped.

She paused for a moment.

He's still breathing!