Chapter 237 Is this housewife feasible?
Miss Muxue's guqin was played by a famous master. Even someone as well-versed in guqin music as the Demon Lord thought her guqin skills were quite good.
Listening to the beautiful woman playing the melodious guqin, with wine poured beside him, the Demon Lord felt as if he had returned to decades ago, when he was still the leader of the Demon Cult. His thoughts began to wander, the people and events of that time seemed like yesterday, yet it seemed like so much time had passed. They were all gone, leaving him alone!
The Demon Lord's wine glass was empty, so the woman next to him filled it up. Unknowingly, the Demon Lord had drunk a lot, and even though he had a good alcohol tolerance, he was a little drunk.
The sound of the guqin stopped at some point, and Mu Xue's gentle voice rang out: "Master, are you tired? Come inside and rest for a while."
Seeing this, the two girls nearby reached out and helped the drunk Demon Lord into the room.
The Demon Lord stayed in Chunsuifang for three consecutive days, drinking and listening to music every day, and discussing the wonders of the guqin with Miss Muxue.
On the third day, the Demon Lord took his leave and Miss Muxue tried to keep him but failed. After three days of contact, Miss Muxue felt that her guqin skills had improved greatly. This old man was actually a master of guqin, much better than her master, Master Fenglou.
The Demon Lord left enough silver, and Miss Muxue personally escorted him to the door of Chunsuifang. Reluctant to leave, she asked the Demon Lord, "Master, when will you come again?"
"Little girl, passers-by are like smoke, don't worry about them, we will meet again if we are lucky!" The Demon Lord was not nostalgic for the gentle land here, he just missed those old people who had passed away long ago because of the guqin.
"Master, I will never forget the three days we spent together." Mu Xue's tears flowed down her face. She felt that the talented master in front of her would never come here again, and they would definitely not meet again after this farewell.
Mu Xue had something in mind. Regardless of her reserve, she took a step forward and did something unexpectedly bold. She kissed the Demon Lord, and the rouge-red mark of her lips fell on the Demon Lord's cold and majestic cheek.
The Demon Lord could never have imagined that after three days together, this little girl would have developed such feelings for him? They were just drinking, playing the piano, and chatting about music.
The battle-hardened Demon Lord was a little embarrassed. Although he acted strangely and was often unpredictable, he did not have the heart to push Mu Xue away. Instead, he persuaded her, "Little girl, if you have a kind heart, you will be rewarded. Goodbye."
The scene of the Demon Lord and the top girl of Chunsuifang bidding farewell at the gate would certainly attract attention. The Demon Lord knew that he had no acquaintances here and did not care about it.
After bidding farewell to Mu Xue and preparing to leave, he spotted a familiar figure among the onlookers. The figure, seemingly aware of the Demon Lord's gaze, quickly dodged and scurried away. The Demon Lord pursued them relentlessly. Who could it be? Someone he knew in Yuzhong Prefecture?
After chasing for a while, the black shadow in front finally gave up. No matter how powerful the Demon Lord was, he couldn't shake it off.
"Senior!" the black shadow spoke.
"...It's you!" The Demon Lord frowned. How did he run into Qingfeng? He glanced around. Could his disciple and the Little Prince of the Northwest be there too? The Demon Lord was thick-skinned. He wasn't afraid of being watched, but he was afraid of being seen by his sharp-tongued disciple.
"Demon Lord, I..." Qingfeng didn't know what to say. He wanted to say he saw nothing, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that it was too false. He saw everything. The Demon Lord was so affectionate with the prostitute... How could he explain this?
"Qingfeng, who did I think you were? Where is your master?" the Demon Lord asked calmly.
"The master and Young Master Qingyi have something to do and are not here." Qingfeng had a dark face. He answered every question asked by the Demon Lord.
"Oh, what did you see just now?" The Demon Lord looked at Qingfeng.
"I...didn't..." Qingfeng was embarrassed to lie.
"Well, you saw it, but you are not allowed to tell anyone else, especially your master and my disciple!" said the Demon Lord.
"..." Qingfeng remained silent. He could not agree to this. He was a subordinate of the young prince of the Northwest. If his master asked any questions, he would definitely answer them.
"What do you mean? Qingfeng, do you know how powerful I am? If you dare to say anything more, I will hang you on the tree for three days and three nights!" The Demon Lord threatened.
"..." Qingfeng didn't say anything. He really didn't know how to answer. He just saw it by chance and happened to encounter this scene. It was really a disaster from the sky!
"Where do you live? I want to go see my disciple." The Demon Lord was worried and planned to test Qingfeng's pressure.
In this way, Qingfeng brought the Demon Lord back to the inn where they were staying. That was when Ye Qingyu and Qingyi returned to the inn from Shaolin Temple and were surprised to find that Qingfeng had returned with the Demon Lord.
"Hahahaha, it turns out that the master is actually...hahahaha...the old man is really amazing!" Qing Yi laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He never expected that his master had such charm that he could still make the little girl crazy even though he was over a hundred years old.
Qingfeng then understood why the Demon Lord threatened him. Looking at Qingyi's expression, if he had seen it at that time, he would probably have laughed at the Demon Lord.
Ye Qingyu and Qingfeng knew the boy's character very well, so no one said anything and let Qingyi laugh to his heart's content.
"Hey, why are you looking at me? Isn't it funny? I said that something seemed wrong with my master, and it turns out he really is in love! Hahahaha, oh, if my master knew that my master found him a 20-year-old master's wife, how would he react? Xiaoye, are we passing by Jiangnan this time? We must go to Prince Shi's Mansion, I have to tell my master this good news! Hahahaha..." Qing Yi did not hide his enthusiasm for this matter, and he felt quite gloating.
"..." Qingfeng thought to himself, maybe the Demon Lord was right to worry, he shouldn't let this kid know, if he knew, it would mean everyone knew.
"Qing Yi!" Seeing that Qing Yi's words were getting more and more outrageous, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but stop him.
"Ah, Xiaoye, what's wrong? Do you think that girl is from a brothel and not worthy of being your master?" Qingyi's thinking was indeed unusual.
"You...Qing Yi, please stop talking nonsense. This is the Demon Lord's private matter. Don't make any irresponsible comments."
"Hey, isn't my master's business also my business? Xiaoye, let's go to Chunsuifang tomorrow. I need to see what kind of eyes this Miss Muxue has. How can she be so discerning and discerning?"
"..." Ye Qingyu looked helplessly at Qing Yi, who was full of gossip, and wanted to pull this boy back to the serious topic: "The good things in Chunsuifang that the Demon Lord mentioned to you may not necessarily be referring to wine."
"That's right, isn't this the future nanny? Of course he is not referring to the wine from Chunsuifang." Qing Yi said with certainty.
"..." Ye Qingyu looked at Qingyi. Why was this boy so keen on finding a housewife for himself?
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