She knew in her heart that because of her last departure without saying goodbye, the already lonely Demon Lord would definitely be wary and would not let her stay away for a long time.
Even at bedtime.
However, sleeping in the same bed together is obviously a bit far-fetched. Judging from the current physical condition of Lord Demon, it would take at least ten to half a month for him to soak in this pool of water.
"Hmm~"
The moment she entered the water, she couldn't help but sigh.
The originally cool medicinal pool was now as warm as a hot spring, and above the bright red water surface, there was a thick mist...
No need to think, it must be the person behind me who added warmth.
It's really tempting to see a straight man become a warm man...
"Is your Excellency so busy every day?"
She asked with her eyes closed, snuggling comfortably against his chest.
Bhagavan gently cupped the back of her head with one hand, rubbing it as if petting a cat, and replied, "With new officials taking office and new laws being promulgated, there are always some difficult questions that need to be addressed."
"That's too much. The adults won't have time to rest."
"Not normally," he explained with a chuckle, "but I was in a coma for half a month, so the memorials have piled up a lot."
Hearing this, Shen Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, rested his chin on his chest, looked at him eagerly with a pair of bright black eyes, and asked:
"Is there no one to share your worries? Where is General Guduo?"
"He was left behind by the previous Demon Lord to assist Ling You. Although he is temporarily loyal to me, his master is only Ling You."
He entwined a strand of her black hair on his fingers and rubbed it slowly with his fingertips:
"Ling You has a rebellious personality, he must stay with me all the time."
"The adults are so nice to him..." She tilted her head and exclaimed sincerely.
Ling You, that naughty kid who only wants the world to be in chaos, he could actually endure for three hundred years without any temper.
Wait, three hundred years?
so...
Shen Wuyou was suddenly startled and asked hurriedly, "Sir, how old are you now?"
Bhagavan was taken aback by the question, but after careful consideration, he replied, “To this day, it has been three hundred and eighteen years.”
Shen Wuyou was stunned.
He immediately stood up, placed his hands on his chest, and stared down at him with his round eyes in disbelief, "So, Ling You should be three hundred years old?!"
She...how old is she? !
Why are people in this world so... so... old?
Bhagavan did not understand the source of her surprise, but seeing her look of surprise, he could not help but laugh:
"What's going on?"
"No, it's okay... I was just too surprised, haha..." Shen Wuyou muttered awkwardly. How could she dare to say that she was actually shocked that her boyfriend was hundreds of years older than him...
So, under Bhagavan’s questioning gaze, she suddenly had an idea and blurted out:
"They're both three hundred years old, so why is there such a huge difference? Your Excellency is so steady, but he's so naughty..."
"It's not his fault." Bhagavan smiled when he heard this, raised his hand to rub her head, and then pushed her back into the water.
It's cold outside.
He moved his hand to her back, using the properties of his spiritual roots to warm her, while explaining, "A demon is only three hundred years old when he reaches adulthood. I am originally a human, and I live one hundred years per life. I have already lived two more lives. Naturally, we cannot compare."
"The master is protecting him..." Shen Wuyou muttered softly.
Hearing the other party's helpless "I don't...", she immediately changed the subject:
"What are you going to do from now on, sir? Revitalize the demon clan?"
"Wuyou...you still don't believe me." Bhagavan sighed and understood what she meant.
"I will protect the demon clan. As long as I am here, the demon clan will not perish."
He exerted a little force with his hands, pressing her raised little head against his chest, and said slowly: "Although I intend to make the demon race stronger, I was once a human. Even if I have become a demon now, I will never do anything to persecute the human race."
Shen Wuyu heard his regular and steady heartbeat, and she understood that this was his promise to her.
"Feel sorry..."
Rumors can mislead people, and although she won't resist hatred, she will be more or less wary.
After all, she is just an ordinary person...
"What are your plans for the future, sir?" She was actually quite curious. If they ever really did get married, she could help a lot.
Bhagavan didn't hesitate for long before speaking bluntly, "Ling You has now broken through his bottleneck. When he is able to lead the entire demon clan, I will abdicate and return the property to its rightful owner. Then, the fields and villages, the lakes and the seas, will all be our home."
Why are you mentioning him again...
Shen Wuyou was depressed. She had no good face towards the Demon Lord who had once wanted to kill her.
Considering that he is Bhagavan's nephew, at most we will not bother with him too much.
But now, the Demon Lord's plan made her even more surprised. She said in disbelief, "How could Ling You let you go even if you abdicated? He has a deep grudge against you. Even if it means the end of the world, he will hunt you down with all his might!"
Hearing this, Bhagavan fell silent...
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou raised her hand to pry away his big hand that was caressing her head, stood up, and looked into his gray eyes. Suddenly, a guess flashed through her mind -
"You planned this all along? You didn't even want to live!"
Seeing that he turned his head away and didn't dare to look her in the eyes, Shen Wuyou didn't know where she got the courage from. She immediately raised her hand and slapped him on the chest, her eyes full of questioning.
Seeing her like this, Bhagavan felt both helpless and pleased at being cared for.
“That was the case before, but now that I’ve met you, my plans have changed.
"Wuyou, I won't die."
He said seriously:
"As long as I don't want to, no one in this world can kill me."
"But your cultivation..." She didn't believe it. He was only at the Xuan level now, how could he protect himself?!
"I'll be back."
He said so confidently, raised his hand to caress her delicate and beautiful face, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, with a hopeful light in his eyes.
"Bhagavan, how can I trust you..."
She raised her head and took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly.
"I've heard that the heart of the Demon King carries all of his cultivation. Devouring the Demon King's heart grants him supreme cultivation... They say that since ancient times, the Demon King has inherited his father's throne by killing his father and taking his heart..."
"It's true..." He didn't want to lie to her.
Therefore, the demons, whether royal or common, are all emotionally indifferent, with brothers killing each other and fathers and sons killing each other being common.
"Bhagavan." She looked at him and called out solemnly.
He also looked at her, waiting for her next words.
She said, “Wait for me.”
"Um?"
"When I become the Demon King, you will be the King's Husband. Then I will protect you."
“…”
He was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he slowly smiled:
"good..."
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