"Little Fruit has broadened my horizons, Your Majesty. Did you know that this herb is shy? If you touch its leaves with your finger, it will tremble uncontrollably! Would you like to try it?"
Song Xiwei was happy to share these things with Aoqian.
Ao Qian was very cooperative.
He walked straight over and stood between Song Xiwei and Xiao Guozi, his slender fingers fiddling with a herb leaf that Xiao Guozi was holding in her hand.
However, the grass, like the small fruit, seemed to be frightened by Aoqian and did not react as Song Xiwei had described.
Instead, they looked listless...
Song Xi was startled. "What happened? It wasn't like this when it was here just now. Your Majesty, please step aside, let me take a look!"
Song Xiwei directly reached out and pried open Aoqian's clothes.
Little Guozi stared wide-eyed as Song Xiwei roughly pried Ao Qian's head off. Ao Qian didn't seem to care at all; instead, he curiously leaned closer with a smile, resting his chin on Song Xiwei's shoulder. Song Xiwei was completely absorbed in handling the herbs and didn't notice Ao Qian's head resting on her shoulder.
Little Fruit, however, could see it clearly.
Because, after Aoqian leaned on Song Xiwei's shoulder, he gave Xiaoguozi a cold look.
The little fruit instantly felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave, as if it had been cut by a knife, and could barely stand.
She was genuinely terrified, sensing that the Demon Lord loathed her; otherwise, he wouldn't have looked at her like that.
Xiao Guozi's hands trembled more and more violently.
Song Xiwei reached out and took her hand. "Take care of yourself. Why are your hands shaking?"
Just as Xiao Guozi was about to answer, she suddenly felt a numbness in her knees from the invisible pressure of the pure bloodline of the demon race, and she fell to the ground.
Song Xiwei hurriedly went to help her up, but just as Xiao Guozi was about to reach out her hand, the mental attack brought about by the bloodline suppression came again.
Even the slow-witted little fruit realized what was happening.
The Demon Lord was clearly using this to warn himself to keep his distance from Song Xiwei.
Seeing that Xiao Guozi's hand was not being handed over yet, Song Xiwei reached out to pull Xiao Guozi.
However, before her hand could even touch the little fruit, the little fruit, with its strong survival instinct, dodged away.
"Don't touch me. I... I have a strange illness that prevents me from having physical contact with people, otherwise I will feel extremely uncomfortable..."
Xiao Guozi made up an excuse to fob off Song Xiwei.
Upon hearing this, the oppressive aura emanating from Aoqian's eyes finally weakened somewhat.
Little Fruit thought to herself: This time I've finally gone along with the Demon Lord's wishes, so he shouldn't make things difficult for me anymore, right?
Song Xiwei looked puzzled. "That's not right. You were perfectly fine when I held your hand yesterday."
Ao Qian: "!!!"
The little fruit trembled, "Stop talking, please stop talking."
Song Xiwei was still annoyed: "I put my arm around your shoulder the day before yesterday, and you didn't seem to be in any pain. And the day before that..."
Before Song Xiwei could finish speaking, Xiao Guozi knelt down.
"Your Excellency, please stop..."
"Hey, what are you doing? We've known each other for ages, why are you kneeling before me? Besides, didn't we already agree? Don't call me 'Your Excellency,' just call me 'Brother'..."
"Ha! I had no idea that you had acquired a younger sister in my Chidu, and that you two get along so well every day." Ao Qian's voice suddenly rang out.
He seemed to be smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Only Xiaoguozi, being a demon, could feel the powerful bloodline suppression that was making it hard for her to breathe.
"Didn't I mention it to you? Didn't I? Or did I forget?" Song Xiwei pondered. She should have mentioned the little fruit to Aoqian.
It seems that Xiao Guozhi and Xiao Zhuang were presented together to Aoqian.
Unexpectedly, Aoqian reacted so strongly.
"I get along very well with Xiaoguozi, she..."
This time, Xiao Guozi wouldn't let Song Xiwei finish her sentence. She was almost in tears. "Your Excellency, please stop. I don't want to be your sister. I don't want to acknowledge you as my brother at all. Find someone else, anyone will do. In short, I really don't have the honor of being your sister."
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