Chapter 41 Jinjiang Exclusive Authorization First Release 21 That kind of thing can be seen with the naked eye...
The villain refused to give in, and Yan Yi didn't want to anger him at this critical juncture, so he had to let the matter go for the time being.
"Your Majesty, I want to go see Xiaoli." After escaping, she has not seen the tabby cat yet. She doesn't know how serious Xiaoli's injuries are, and whether forced transformation will be detrimental to the recovery of her demonic power.
Wen Huoran stared at her, his brows furrowed even tighter. "You're always like this, always concerned about everyone's safety."
Yan Yi was preoccupied and didn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment. He just casually replied, "Because of me, Xiaoli was implicated. I'm worried."
"My internal energy is unstable, so you can rest assured."
Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, finally hearing the displeasure that was about to overflow in the villain's tone, so he walked over to his side and said softly, "Your Majesty, I don't care about you. I feel very sorry that you are unwell because of me, but-"
She hung her head, looking troubled. "I can't just leave the little fox with the old witch doctor and ignore him! I'd be a heartless ungrateful person then."
Wen Huiran looked away and said coldly, "Hurry up and leave."
Yan Yi gently poked his chest and smiled, "Your Majesty, Xiaoli is only a girl of seventeen or eighteen, still a child!"
Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, Wen Huoran felt a surge of heat in his ears and was speechless for a long time.
"Your Majesty, I'm leaving now!" After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door of the bedroom, saying as she walked, "I'll be back soon."
The bedroom door opened, and two slender figures came into view. One of them suddenly lost his support and rushed towards Yan Yi in the direction of the door.
"Xiaoyi, long time no see! Hahahahaha——" Bu Yingyue struggled to stand firm and laughed awkwardly.
Yan Yi stepped aside and looked at the twins outside the door in confusion, "Yingyue, how long have you two been waiting?"
Bu Yingxue looked at her nose with her eyes, and her heart with her nose, as if she was in deep thought.
Bu Yingyue peeked into the bedroom and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty said, 'Don't worry,' and we heard it."
As he spoke, he reached out and patted Yan Yi's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Only you dare to make His Majesty angry."
Yan Yi smiled sheepishly and stopped talking. Instead, he asked, "Why are you two here?"
Bu Yingyue: "I heard from my father that you two have achieved success, so I came to see you specially. It is said that my mother suffered a great loss at that time, and her internal energy was turbulent. She lay on the couch for a long time before she stabilized. Have you been affected in any way?" She took Yan Yi's hand and looked him up and down.
"Huh?" Bu Yingyue was quite surprised. "Xiaoyi, I didn't expect you to be so strong and your mortal body wasn't affected at all."
Yan Yi didn't want to discuss this matter with her in front of the villain, so he perfunctorily said: "I have been exercising diligently since I was a child, and my body is very strong."
After saying that, he quickly changed the subject, "Yingyue, you two came at the right time. I was just about to go look for Master!"
Just as he finished speaking, Wen Xuran's voice suddenly came from the bedroom, "Who's making a noise?"
Fearing that he might displease the villain, Yan Yi quickly responded, "Your Majesty, Yingyue and Yingxue are here!"
"Come in and talk."
The three of them entered the bedroom one after another and stood side by side in front of Wen Huoran.
Bu Yingyue was sharp-eyed and noticed that Wen Huiran looked exhausted and his breathing was disordered. She couldn't help but poke Yan Yi's shoulder and whispered, "You're quite capable!"
Yan Yi was completely confused and glanced at her suspiciously. Before he could speak, he heard the villain's cold voice ask, "What are you two discussing?"
Bu Yingyue immediately stood up straight and said seriously, "Your Majesty, we are sending the tabby cat."
Yan Yi beamed with joy and was about to ask her where Xiaoli was when he saw a crystal-clear spiritual weapon in the shape of a teardrop, the size of an adult's fist, emerge from Bu Yingxue's arms and leap back and forth among the group.
In a moment, the spiritual weapon suddenly grew larger and became as big as a washbasin.
There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the water droplet burst. A tabby cat with two-colored pupils emerged from it. It was Xiaoli.
Yan Yi was in a hurry to pick it up, but the little fox cried out "Meow--" and turned around to pounce on Bu Yingxue, using its hands and feet to tear one of Bu Yingxue's sleeves.
"Little cat!" Yan Yi was anxious. He quickly caught the tabby cat and held it tightly in his arms. He caught a glimpse of Bu Yingxue's bloody shoulder and couldn't help but gasp.
"What's going on?" Yan Yi stroked the tabby cat's furry head. "Why would the little cat attack Yingxue?"
Bu Yingxue waved her hand. "It's okay. I'm used to it."
Hearing this, Yan Yi became even more confused and stared at Bu Yingyue seeking the truth.
Bu Yingyue: "The spiritual weapon used to heal Xiaoli was made by Yingxue. It's very effective, but it hurts a lot. It's inevitable that Xiaoli is angry."
Yan Yi felt a little sorry, so he handed Xiaoli to Bu Yingyue, took the medicine box and was about to check Bu Yingxue's wound.
After applying the ointment, she couldn't help but sigh, "Yingxue, the bite wound on your shoulder has healed without leaving any scars. The scar cream is really effective, isn't it?"
She smiled complacently, waiting for Bu Yingxue to agree with her. Bu Yingxue's face turned pale, and she glanced at Wen Huoran cautiously, then nodded awkwardly.
Bu Yingyue sighed helplessly and signaled her with her eyes.
Yan Yi then remembered that there was a large Buddha statue in the bedroom. "Your Majesty, Xiaoli is a little emotionally unstable. I will take him back to the study first, okay?"
Wen Huoran had a gloomy face and did not respond.
Bu Yingyue keenly sensed the tense atmosphere, patted Yan Yi on the shoulder, and kindly reminded him, "Xiao Yi, the Lord is not feeling well. You stay with him. We'll leave first."
As he said this, he pulled Bu Yingxue hard, almost knocking him to the ground.
When he reached the door, he turned around and winked at Yan Yi, shouting at the top of his voice: "Xiao Li's injury has healed, don't worry about him. My father said that within ten days, Xiao Li will be able to change his body shape freely."
Yan Yi was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the two people who seemed to be running for their lives.
Wen Huoran was extremely sensitive to begin with, and after hearing what Bu Yingyue said, he felt even more uncomfortable.
"What did you say to them?"
Yan Yi suffered an unexpected disaster and kept crying out for injustice in his heart.
"Your Majesty, I have never revealed the details of our relationship to anyone. It may be——"
Seeing her hesitate to speak, Wen Xuran's displeasure intensified. "What is it?"
Yan Yi swallowed subconsciously and said his guess, "Your Majesty looks a little tired. Yingyue guessed it."
Wen Huoran: "You mean, I look like I was—"
"No." Yan Yi quickly denied, "I'm just a little weak. That kind of thing can't be seen with the naked eye."
Wen Huoran sneered and sat beside the table without saying a word.
It was all the fault of this mortal woman in front of him. The reputation of the dignified Demon Lord was ruined like this.
Thinking of this, Wen Huoran suddenly remembered something that was on his mind. He wanted to ask Yan Yi about it, but he felt too embarrassed to do so.
Ever since he and Yan Yi got to know each other better, Wen Huoran's possessiveness began to emerge uncontrollably, and even tended to get worse.
Just now, Yan Yi examined Bu Yingxue's wound and mentioned that the scar cream was very effective. He was so jealous that he went crazy.
It was clearly the medicine he had used on him, but Yan Yi actually gave it to Bu Yingxue in secret, and even without hesitation, he carefully bandaged her wound...
What’s even worse is that he couldn’t accept that Yan Yi valued the tabby cat more than him.
Just a cat.
Wen Huoran felt something was wrong and couldn't help but wonder what kind of curse Yan Yi had cast on him, a curse far more powerful than the love Gu.
Otherwise, how should I explain my anxiety and desire to possess Yan Yi?
The villain was staring at her with anger on his face without saying a word. Yan Yi felt uneasy. She was not the type to joke about her love affairs with others, and she didn't want the villain to misunderstand her.
"Your Majesty, please believe me. How could I possibly tell anyone about the most intimate things between us? This behavior is absolutely despicable. It's not only disrespectful to each other, but also disrespectful to the relationship between us."
"In addition to the calming incense, did you put anything else in the sachet you gave me?"
Wen Huoran asked a question without any context, and Yan Yi almost bit his tongue when he heard it.
"Your Majesty, why do you say that?"
Could it be that he discovered something?
Yan Yi felt extremely guilty.
After all, she was able to take advantage of the villain's love attack and succeed, all thanks to the so-called calming incense.
Otherwise, the demons would be like born with supernatural powers to her. Even if she was affected by the love poison, the villain could still chop her away with one palm.
Wen Huoran couldn't help but smile bitterly. He must have lost his mind to actually ask such a question.
He waved his hand helplessly and was about to send Yan Yi back. Out of sight, out of mind. Without Yan Yi hanging around him, he could pretend nothing had happened. He was not a petty person.
"Your Majesty, then--I'll go back?" Yan Yi felt uneasy and pointed to the door.
Wen Huoran raised his hand to rub his throbbing eyebrows, and without raising his head, responded perfunctorily.
Yan Yi felt relieved and walked out of the bedroom.
How does the saying go——
When a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in his teeth.
As soon as one foot stepped out of the bedroom, it bumped into a mailbox. It hit Yan Yi's nose exactly, causing her to grimace in pain. Her nose was so sore that she couldn't help but scream.
Although Wen Huoran felt awkward, he cared about her. Hearing a strange noise outside, he quickly walked outside the bedroom and helped the person who was squatting on the ground with his hands covering his face.
"Fell?" He thought Yan Yi was just walking without paying attention and fell out of the bedroom.
Yan Yi loosened his hands, his fingers covered in blood.
My nose is bleeding!
Wen Huoran felt very distressed, so he helped her into the bedroom, took out gauze from the medicine box on the table and cleaned her. After finishing all this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yan Yi holding something tightly in his hand, and couldn't help but ask, "What's in your hand?"
Yan Yi was probably knocked unconscious, and without thinking much, he spread out his hand and handed the mailbox in his palm to the villain.
"I don't know who sent this letter, it hurts so much!" She complained dissatisfiedly, pointing at her nose and screaming. Wen Xuran looked at her, "Your Majesty, please help me take a closer look. Is my nose broken?"
Wen Huoran: "It didn't collapse, I just had a nosebleed."
Yan Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "As long as the bridge of your nose isn't collapsed, a nosebleed won't be a problem."
Before she could catch her breath, she suddenly realized something and stammered, "Your Majesty, the letter in your hand seems to be addressed to me."
Wen Huoran knew it was a letter addressed to her; he could smell the writer's scent on the mailbox. It wasn't a pleasant smell, a strong scent of gunpowder that threatened to ignite his inner rage.
It was Su Can’s reply.
Yan Yi knew he was in the wrong and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.
"Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation!"
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