If you're going to put on a show, you have to do it to the best of your ability.
So Shen Wuyou angrily slammed the door and left, growling in front of all the palace servants—
"Pass the order down. The prince is under house arrest. Anyone who dares to speak to him will have his tongue cut out!"
This was the first time that His Majesty the Demon King had a conflict with the Prince's Husband, and the conflict was so serious that it spread throughout the entire Demon King's Palace immediately.
As for the reason, Shen Wuyu deliberately kept silent, waiting for them to guess for themselves, and then picked out some that were still pleasing to the ear and asked people to continue spreading it.
The demon king is deeply affectionate. Since he ascended the throne, he has always favored the prince and his wife alone. He has never even visited the harem, which really worries all the concubines and maids.
Fortunately, although the king did not visit them, he never treated them badly in any way, so they lived a good life.
Today, the Demon King broke up with the prince's husband, which meant that their chance had come. Except for the deep silence in the Fanwu Palace, the other palaces were rejoicing, and Feijian was the most favored among them.
"The king is also good-tempered. If I were such an ungrateful person, I would cut him in pieces, sew him up, and cut him in pieces again..."
"That's enough." Shen Wuyou sat on the couch, rubbing his forehead with one hand. He glanced at him with impatience and warned, "I didn't come here to hear such unlucky things."
"I am the one who spoke too much..." Feijian looked so docile with his eyebrows lowered and his face submissive that it was hard to get angry with him.
He lowered himself to massage her calf, and said sympathetically:
"Your Majesty is tolerant. I am merely speaking up for you and envious of your husband. I know I was wrong..."
"What is there for him to envy? If it weren't for his status as the Demon Lord..." She suddenly stopped talking and said, "Well, just be good, and I will not treat you unfairly."
Feijian listened, his eyes flickering slightly before offering a suggestion: "The demon clan is now relying on a clueless brat who only knows how to avoid the rain. If hailstorms were to fall one day, I'm afraid their entire clan would be crushed to death."
"How do you know the weather in the far north?" She flicked the teacup, took a sip, and asked casually.
As soon as these words came out, Feijian immediately raised a proud smile and said proudly, "I am originally a member of the Zerg Tribe. North, south, east, and west, wherever there is water, there are members of my Zerg Tribe. This information is just something I picked up at random."
He had finally portrayed the role of a cocky, brainless naive person. Shen Wu looked at him quietly with his dark eyes, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what on earth could he not do?
Just because this body is not his, can he do whatever he wants?
"In that case, it was my fault for being negligent." As he wished, her expression turned cold. Her calm eyes suddenly turned cold, and her brows sharpened as she said, "How about my wife, tell me how many Zerg have infiltrated this Demon King's Palace?"
As soon as these words came out, Feijian's body trembled immediately, and then he knelt on the ground without daring to raise his head, and kowtowed to the ground, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, please understand. This servant, this servant, has never thought of hiding anything from Your Majesty! It's just that this servant was the king of the insect race before, so it's inevitable that there are a few pairs of eyes around him. Now that this servant has entered the Demon King's Palace, those eyes will no longer obey my orders..."
He spoke with such grievance and fear that he was almost crying.
Shen Wuyou naturally had to cooperate with his performance, so she sighed softly, reached out to help his trembling body up, and said in a soft voice, "Why are you so afraid of me? I don't blame you."
She patted the back of his hand, motioned him to stand up, and sat opposite him. But he lowered his head in fear and shook his head repeatedly: "I dare not, I am guilty, I..."
"I command you to sit!"
She suddenly shouted coldly, and he shuddered with fear and sat down directly, but his little face was still pale and full of anxiety.
Seeing this, Shen Wuyou comforted him softly for a few more words, and then said earnestly:
"You are my man, the concubine of the Demon King. In this entire harem, you cannot touch the concubine. The rest are at your disposal. Life or death is just a matter of a word. How can you be threatened by a few rats in the dark?"
Upon hearing this, Feijian's face lit up with joy, but before he could show any signs of happiness, his face fell again. He said dejectedly, "I am a newcomer here, so I dare to be cautious in my words and actions, fearing that I will be abandoned by the king and disliked by the seniors in the palace. How dare I..."
"How dare you!" She suddenly shouted, her cold eyes sweeping across the servants in the room. She said sharply, "My concubine is the husband I personally chose. Seeing him is like seeing me. Anyone who dares to disrespect my concubine will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the sounds of them kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy were heard from inside the house. Shen Wuyou turned around and saw Feijian with a smug look on his face, but the moment Shen Wuyou turned his head to look at him, he immediately retracted his smug expression and replaced it with a look of gratitude.
Shen Wuyou noticed his expression, then a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. After confirming that he had seen it, she returned to normal and called out lightly:
"Flying sickle."
"Your servant is here." His humble and submissive look was completely different from just now.
"Now, let me see your confidence."
With the support of the Demon King, he, as a poor former king who had been oppressed, coerced and forced into a helpless situation, naturally had to feel proud and severely reorganize the Zerg hiding in the entire Demon King's Palace.
At first, he hesitated and ordered the guards to take action. However, after seeing Shen Wuyou's indifferent expression, he hardened his heart and took action himself. Now, his clothes were stained with blood, and his body was filled with the stench of blood.
He knelt before her in gratitude, his mouth full of flattering words.
How could she let him down when he surrendered so hard?
So, she stood up, took his hand, and stood in front of the monsters with a stern posture. She took him to look down at the monsters kneeling below, and gave him great power and status.
He lived up to expectations and offered many strategies. With the help of Shen Wuyou, he quickly regained the power of the Zerg. He took advantage of the Zerg's scattered locations and provoked them everywhere. After making them furious, he disguised himself and diverted the trouble to others, aggravating the feud between humans and demons and making both humans and ghosts heavily indebted to each other.
The ghost clan's lair was destroyed, and the ghost king, who was far away fighting with the human clan and Long Chujun, rushed over angrily, looking for her with murderous intent, demanding an explanation.
Feijian would certainly not miss this opportunity. He sacrificed himself to protect his master and created a good story.
Shen Wuyou comforted him with a moved look, gave him many rewards, and then led his men to the Ghost King to collect the debt.
Everyone knew that the king was really angry this time.
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