Chapter 51 Chapter 51 I Recognized You
Gou Qiu was stunned, he really couldn't believe it, they were almost married, that meant they were just a close couple, they couldn't be any closer.
Shengsheng, who was nestling obediently in Gou Qiu's arms, covered her mouth with her little hands and her eyes were wide open.
Sang Ling couldn't help laughing when she looked at Gou Qiu and Sheng Sheng. The relationship between her and the prince of the demon clan was not as deep as Gou Qiu thought. They almost got married only because the demon world was too powerful, and the demon world and the fairy world wanted to seek long-term cooperation and proposed a marriage.
The one from the demon world was naturally the demon prince of the demon king's lineage, who showed his sincerity. The immortal world discussed for a long time and finally chose the original body.
There was no Lian Wan at that time. Immortal Xiang Heng was still concerned about the original body's master. He asked the original body's opinion. If he was unwilling, he would refuse immediately, even if it might hinder the cooperation between the two worlds.
The original body was a selfless person, and agreed without even thinking about it. From then on, the original body and the prince of the demon clan officially established a marriage.
But before they could become one, his original self was thrown into the Ghost Abyss to protect the sect.
At that time, everyone thought that the original body was dead, and the marriage was naturally revealed. Later, the demon world became more divided. In order to prevent the Demon King's lineage from reaching a cooperation with the fairy world, the demon kings of the demon clan targeted the fairy world everywhere.
No one mentioned this matter again.
Gou Qiu opened and closed his mouth, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
She anticipated that they should know each other, and was afraid that the demon prince would reveal Sang Ling's true identity after meeting her.
But I never thought that their relationship would be so close.
However, if they had such a close relationship in the past, the demon prince would definitely not reveal Sang Ling's identity and put her in danger.
Gou Qiu felt relieved, but to be on the safe side she still asked, "Then I guess you two must be very close."
Sang Ling thought about it seriously for a while, "I slapped him once, does that count as intimacy?"
Gou Qiu’s eyes went dark.
Shengsheng's eyes widened with shock, but also with a smile that Gou Qiu didn't have.
But that slap was understandable. Her original body had just married the prince of the demon clan at that time. Who would have thought that there was no problem on her side, but the prince of the demon clan was dissatisfied.
He was dissatisfied with the fact that his marriage had to be tied to politics, and it was said that he caused a big commotion in the demon world. After hearing about it, the original body sent a jade pendant to him. The first second that the demon prince got the jade pendant, he was greeted by a slap in the face transformed from the original body's spiritual power.
Later, whether it was because of this slap or the increasingly arrogant demon world, the demon prince finally accepted the marriage proposal.
They had met before, but they were brought by their respective masters and elders, and neither of them had looked at the other seriously.
At least, the appearance of the demon prince in Sang Ling's memory was very vague.
Gou Qiu was extremely anxious. “Why don’t you go on stage in a few days? The demon prince knows your true identity. Once the fact that you are Sang Ling is revealed, not only will you lose the fans you have accumulated with great difficulty during this period, but even your life will be in danger.”
If these people from the demon world knew in the end that the person they liked was Sang Ling, whom they hated the most, how could they not feel that they were being teased and played with? At that time, they would not only seek revenge, but would probably want to skin Sang Ling alive.
Shengsheng also said, "Sister, don't go. That brother is a bad guy and will definitely hurt you."
Sang Ling looked at Sheng Sheng and couldn't help laughing: "Oh, how would our Sheng Sheng know?"
Gou Qiu scratched Sheng Sheng's nose and said, "Have you seen the prince of the demon tribe? You say he is bad. Be careful that he will kidnap and sell him for you."
Shengsheng immediately covered her mouth and hummed, "Shengsheng guessed, Shengsheng doesn't know."
Gou Qiu couldn't help laughing. She naturally thought that Sheng Sheng was following her words and didn't want Sang Ling to go on stage.
Before she could finish, Sang Ling interrupted her immediately, "No."
She doesn't go out on weekdays, and the Jiaotai Banquet has almost become a regular meeting between her and her fans.
Gou Qiu certainly didn't make this suggestion casually, "The demon prince knows your true identity. I don't know what kind of person he is, but you can't gamble his humanity with your life."
Sang Ling lowered her eyes and thought carefully about the demon prince in her memory. Her memory was too vague to determine what kind of person he was.
But Gou Qiu was right about one thing, a gentle and docile prince of the demon clan could not bear the mess of the demon clan, and now, although the demon clan was in turmoil, basic stability was still maintained.
Sheng Sheng stood up, struggled out of Gou Qiu's arms, and hugged Sang Ling: "Sister can't go, that brother is really a bad guy, he will definitely hurt sister!"
She emphasized it again and again, and Sang Ling also noticed something unusual. She squatted down and touched her head: "Have you seen him, Shengsheng?"
Shengsheng shrank his head: "Shengsheng... I once saw him from a distance."
Gou Qiu nodded: "That's right, Shengsheng is from the demon tribe. It is said that the prince of the demon tribe likes to visit ordinary people. It is normal to have seen him from afar."
Shengsheng nodded her head like a rattle: "Yes, yes, Shengsheng has seen him and knows he is a bad person. Sister cannot see him."
Sang Ling smiled softly, hugged her and touched her head, saying calmly: "But Shengsheng, I can't fail to do what I promised, right? Just like I promised to always love Shengsheng."
Sheng Sheng raised her little face, looked at Sang Ling's particularly serious expression, and finally nodded: "Yeah."
Sang Ling held her up and looked back at Gou Qiu, "You don't have to persuade me anymore."
Gou Qiu sighed and finally understood that Sang Ling looked weaker than anyone else, but more determined than anyone else.
"Since you have made your decision, I won't say anything, but there is something I still need to tell you."
Sang Ling raised her eyes.
Gou Qiu's face was extremely serious: "The price of this Jiaotai Banquet is still one spirit stone, but the highest ticket price has risen to three thousand spirit stones, not to mention the Chaolou."
Sang Ling frowned. The ticket price for the last Jiaotai Banquet had already risen to one thousand spirit stones. She didn't expect that the price would increase even more outrageously this time.
Three thousand spirit stones can almost buy a spiritual weapon, which is not an ordinary number.
This is definitely not going to work, but this is the world of immortals and even more so the world of demons. The modern real-name ticket purchasing system is absolutely not feasible. She and Gou Qiu have tried other methods, but it seems that they still don't work.
Gou Qiu patted her on the shoulder and said, "This is the only way we can do it this time."
Gou Qiu left very quickly. She heard that Zuo Qiuyu had started to welcome guests in a grand manner for some reason and was so busy that he didn't even get to see Gou Qiu.
Sang Ling did not go anywhere as usual these days. She practiced in the attic. She and Kuang Yan cooperated better and better. Soon, the next banquet was here.
The Jiaotai Banquet opened at noon, and looking around, it was crowded with people.
The dancing moves and music of the crowd became more and more skillful and moving. Even though most of the guests came for Sang Ling, they would still stop to watch their hard-working and dedicated performances, giving them constant tips and the atmosphere reached a climax.
Gou Qiu looked extremely happy. In addition to the rapid progress of the people, she also had good news.
"All the compartments in the nest building are full, and there is no demon prince." She was completely relieved and in a good mood.
Sang Ling didn't react much. She would go on stage whether the demon prince came or not. But it was also good if he didn't come. When she saw his face, she would probably think of those faces in Cangwu Immortal Mansion, which was really annoying.
People came one after another, and as it was almost dusk, Sang Ling also began to prepare to go on stage.
Before going on stage, Gou Qiu suddenly grabbed Sang Ling tightly.
Sang Ling looked back in confusion, Gou Qiu had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and pointed at the nest building.
What she was pointing at was not the compartment in the nest building, but the roof of the nest building. Normally, not even a crow would dare to land on the roof of the nest building, but at this moment, there was a bright yellow figure.
Sang Ling's eyes darkened. It was the prince of the demon clan.
His behavior was so bizarre and outrageous that he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
If a medicine cultivator from one world sits on the roof of the nest building, doesn't it mean that he is stepping on all the powerful people in the nest building? What's the difference between this and bullying the demon world?
But no one dared to move, because he was the prince of the demon clan.
The demon prince seemed to be unable to see anyone's sight. He held a teacup leisurely and sipped tea, looking so happy.
Soon, the last Chaoren finished his performance, and it was Sang Ling's turn to go on stage.
Gou Qiu held Sang Ling's hand tighter, "How are you going to get on stage? He didn't come out before, and he only appeared when you were about to go on stage. Isn't he coming just for you?"
Sang Ling also admitted that she hesitated. She was well aware that her true identity was the most hated and disliked by the demon world. If it was revealed, she would not be able to survive.
She relies on these fans to survive.
She stood there and watched them go. As the last crowd left, the atmosphere reached its peak. They shouted her name in unison with great excitement. Their enthusiasm and passion almost overturned the sky.
Sang Ling patted the back of Gou Qiu's hand, adjusted her skirt slightly, and walked towards the stage.
Gou Qiu quickly grabbed her and said, "You can't go."
Sang Ling turned around and smiled slightly. Behind her were fans who were looking forward to her appearance with eager eyes.
Gou Qiu's hand trembled, she sighed and let go. She knew that she could not stop Sang Ling today.
She glanced sideways at the roof of the nest building. On the bright red glazed tiles, the demon prince was looking contented and relaxed. Amid the thunderous cheers from the guests below the stage, he smiled a playful and contemptuous smile.
Sang Ling took a breath and landed gracefully on the stage on tiptoe.
She turned her back to the fans and listened quietly to the cheers that became louder and louder. Kuang Yan began to play the piano, her sleeves fluttering and her singing voice rising. She turned around in a long and graceful manner.
As her hand dropped and her sleeves fluttered, she saw the demon prince on the roof of the nest building pause with the teacup in his hand, and then raised his eyebrows, as fans cheered her name.
He curled his lips slightly, raised his hand with the cup, and toasted her from afar.
It seems to be saying, I recognize you.
Sang Ling's dance did not slow down at all. She raised her eyes slightly and glanced at the indifferent expression of the demon prince.
It’s no big deal that you recognized me.
The demon prince gave her a silent smile in response. Sang Ling had no intention of interpreting what it meant. She was too busy with the attention of thousands of fans to care about anything else.
She sang faster and faster, and her singing became louder and softer. At the end of the song, she stood on the stage, breathing slightly, her cheeks slightly red. The audience below was cheering passionately and with emotions rising and falling. It had nothing to do with anything else but the audience below.
When he looked up again, the demon prince was gone. There was only a cup of tea on the roof, still hot, which turned into white smoke curling up.
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