At that moment, Qingwu, with her beautiful face and teary eyes, looked at Xuanfeng Qian, whose brows were furrowed, and said in a choked voice, "Princess, please let me stay and serve you. I have nowhere else to go but to help you, Princess. I really don't know what else to do."
Looking down at Qingwu, who was crying pitifully with tears streaming down her face, Xuanfengqian felt that Qingwu's expression and behavior were very similar to Xuanqianning's.
After a moment, she suddenly spoke, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Looking at it this way, you really do look remarkably alike."
A look of hesitation suddenly appeared on Qingwu's face. She paused for a while before recovering her senses. "What do you mean by that, Your Highness? Could it be that I really resemble that old friend of yours?"
"It's not so much that they resemble each other, but that they are exactly the same."
Xuan Feng thought to himself that Qing Wu had most likely been possessed by Xuan Qian Ning.
It's important to understand that people as shameless, vicious, and cunning as Xuan Qianning are extremely rare these days. And Qingwu's thoughts and actions are remarkably similar to Xuan Qianning's...
Upon hearing Xuan Fengqian's words, Qingwu broke out in a cold sweat with nervousness, and her hands, which were tucked into her sleeves, unconsciously clenched together.
She knew very well that Xuan Fengqian hated her to the core.
If one's identity is accidentally exposed, death is the only outcome.
After careful consideration, Qingwu could only grit her teeth and feign excitement, saying, "That's wonderful! It's my good fortune to resemble the Princess's old acquaintance so closely. If the Princess is willing to take me in, I can take the place of your old acquaintance and take good care of you."
"..."
Xuanfeng glanced indifferently at Qingwu, who was being extremely obsequious, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
As the saying goes: When a person is shameless enough, he is invincible.
This is absolutely true.
Xuan Qianning would say anything to get closer to her.
"Princess, if you don't speak, I'll take that as your agreement?"
"If you want to stay, then stay. When you get back, remember to clean the spittoon for me." Xuan Fengqian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Since Xuan Qianning is trying so hard to stay by her side, then so be it.
Let's see how many more days she can keep jumping around.
"spittoon?"
Qingwu's face darkened instantly. She never expected that Xuan Fengqian would make such a rude request to her.
Xuan Feng glanced at her current appearance and felt secretly pleased. "Lately, I've been having frequent morning sickness and have to use a spittoon from time to time. I'd appreciate it if you could clean it thoroughly. You know, ever since I got pregnant, I can't stand any strange smells."
"Yes." Qingwu replied calmly, inwardly cursing Xuanfeng Qian a thousand times over.
"If there's nothing else, you should go back to the Immortal Realm and clean up the dozen or so spittoons that your mother sent over the other day."
"knew."
Qingwu clenched her fists tightly, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the anger in her heart.
Xuanfeng glanced indifferently at Qingwu's clenched fist and casually added, "Qiyuan is not in good health, so please bear with her. If you have any spare time, remember to sweep up the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard."
"Princess, please rest assured, I will manage Qingfeng Palace in an orderly manner."
Qingwu responded in a low voice, and the moment she turned around, tears were already streaming down her face.
As Leng Ye strode over, he saw Qing Wu, tears streaming down her face, about to throw herself into his arms. She dodged away as if avoiding a snake, her brows furrowing in displeasure. "What use are your eyes if you can't even watch where you're going?"
"Your Excellency, I did not do it on purpose. My vision was blurred by tears, and I could not see the road ahead. I had no intention of offending you."
"Ordinary people's eyes are used to appreciate the beauty of the world, but you are the only one who cries all day long, which is really a downer." Xuan Fengqian clearly wanted to make things difficult for her. Since she loved to act so much, then he would play along.
Qingwu originally intended to show Leng Ye Xuan Fengqian's true colors, but unexpectedly, Xuan Fengqian remained so aggressive in front of Leng Ye.
Realizing that her self-inflicted suffering was useless, she had no choice but to lower her stance and apologize softly, "Your Highness is right. From now on, even if I suffer a great injustice, I will try my best not to cry."
Xuan Fengqian ignored him. Seeing Leng Ye walking towards her, she greeted him with a beaming smile, "Where's Di Jun? Did he lose the competition and is hiding in some corner crying?"
Leng Ye naturally took her hand and said seriously, "He did lose. Not only is he much shorter than me, but he's also much smaller."
"Look at you, so capable!"
Xuan Fengqian chuckled, making no mention of the black flowers covering the coral, and said slowly and deliberately, "From now on, don't pull out your weapon every time you see someone. People who don't know better will think you're not quite right in the head."
Leng Ye also tacitly put his worries aside and smiled gently, "I understand. From now on, I'll only give to you."
After a long talk with Di Jun, Leng Ye was no longer as flustered as before.
He secretly vowed to do everything in his power to pamper her before his impending doom, so that she could feel his overflowing love.
As for forcing her to leave, it's not too late to make plans after he has determined the date of the great calamity.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you trying to stab me? I don't want to grow a row of styes for no reason."
"If not you, then who else would they take it from?"
As Leng Ye spoke, he suddenly dragged her behind the artificial hill.
Before Xuan Fengqian could react, his thin lips sealed her delicate red lips.
"A-Qian, is it okay now?"
"Are you kidding me? The auspicious time is almost here, we need to hurry to the wedding hall to attend the ceremony."
Leng Ye said, "How can the wedding hall accommodate immortals from all over the world? Since the auspicious time has arrived, we might as well do something more meaningful."
As soon as he finished speaking, he casually set up several protective barriers.
Xuan Fengqian swallowed nervously, a sudden sense of fear rising in his heart.
Before this, she had indeed been thinking about getting him into bed as soon as possible.
But ever since she fainted from the pain last time, she has never wanted to risk her life again.
Leng Ye saw the fear in her eyes and said in a gentle, tender voice, "Don't be afraid. Last time I was too aggressive. This time I will never hurt you."
"Look at you, you sound like you have a lot of experience."
Xuan Fengqian's tone was rather sour; she would rather he had no experience than see him so adept at handling things.
"This is my first time. Please guide me for the rest of my life."
Leng Ye knew what Xuan Fengqian cared about, but he couldn't change the past. All he could do now was lie through his teeth and try to appease her first.
Xuan Fengqian was both amused and exasperated, and retorted repeatedly, "You still have the nerve to say this is your first time? If it is, then tell me, whose child is in my belly?"
"Is that even a question? You should relax and allow me to say hello to my precious daughter."
"..."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless. She realized that Leng Ye could be so shameless.
Outside the artificial hill, Yu Chen and Yu Yan heard rustling sounds coming from within the barrier and immediately felt extremely embarrassed.
"Perhaps we shouldn't call them?" Yu Yan whispered, covering her flushed cheeks with her hands.
"Um."
Yu Chen nodded heavily and said in a deep voice, "Those who ruin others' good deeds will inevitably suffer the consequences. If I end up like the Demon Lord, finishing everything in the blink of an eye, wouldn't that be a loss?"
"Is the Demon Lord really that incompetent?"
Yu Yan blinked, then subconsciously tiptoed, trying to peek at the erotic scene behind the artificial hill.
Yu Chen wasn't one to gossip, and out of consideration for Leng Ye's feelings, he didn't tell Yu Yan in detail what he had seen in Qingfeng Palace a few days ago.
He gently put his arm around Yu Yan's waist and said with a teasing look, "Why do you care about other people's business? Come on, let's go to the wedding ceremony! Tonight, you'll see how mighty your husband is."
"You're never serious!"
"I'm only serious for outsiders. In front of you, I'm just a hungry wolf."
After Yu Chen finished speaking, he took Yu Yan's hand and walked towards the wedding hall...
The next day at noon, as Yu Chen and Yu Yan lazily sat up from their couch, they heard a commotion outside the palace that grew louder and louder.
"I never imagined that the Nine Nether Demon Lord would be so terrifying!"
"It's said that the two of them were already engaged in shameless acts behind the artificial hill at noon yesterday. It's been a whole day and night, and they still don't seem to be tired..."
"Sigh~ I don't know whether to envy Princess Xiantian or the Demon Lord Jiuyou. Their stamina is truly amazing."
"I heard that the princess's voice has become hoarse from shouting. If this continues, she'll probably have to come out lying down."
...
Yu Yan scratched her ear, slightly puzzled, and asked, "Didn't you say that the Demon Lord is impotent? Compared to him, I feel like he's actually better?"
She was just saying it casually, but unexpectedly, it aroused Yu Chen's competitive spirit.
“Yesterday, I was just afraid of scaring you. Since you dare to question my abilities, I will show you my extraordinary abilities.”
"What did I mean by that?"
Yu Yan still didn't understand what she had said wrong. Just as she was about to explain, Yu Chen directly shut her up.
About seven or eight hours later, Yu Chen, who had just finished his fierce battle, heard from his servants that the two people behind the rockery were still continuing, and finally could not bear it any longer.
He hastily threw on a piece of clothing, then stormed angrily to the artificial hill, saying in an unfriendly tone, "Leng Ye, are you here to cause trouble? It's been almost two days! You're the best, you've been here the longest, haven't you?"
After a while, Leng Ye finally emerged from behind the artificial hill, carrying Xuan Fengqian, who was completely exhausted.
He glanced indifferently at Yu Chen, whose face was ashen, and said in a deep voice, "The scenery behind the artificial hill is quite nice. Tomorrow, don't forget to come and attend my wedding banquet with A Qian."
"So you only stopped because you were rushing to get married?"
"Um."
Looking at the drowsy Xuan Fengqian, Leng Ye felt a pang of guilt.
He intended to restrain himself.
Who would have thought that once you'd tasted her flavor, you couldn't stop...
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The next day, at the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Celestial Realm
The wedding procession, stretching like a long snake, set off two hours ahead of schedule towards Qingfeng Palace.
The dazzling red bridal procession stretched for hundreds of miles, leading from the Netherworld to the Qingfeng Palace in the Immortal Realm.
Carriages adorned with red silk and laden with betrothal gifts lined up in an orderly fashion from the South Heavenly Gate to the entrance of Xuanfeng's boudoir.
Along both sides of the road, the tall and short trees of all shapes and sizes were all adorned with festive red ribbons.
Like surging waves, the immortals thronged shoulder to shoulder, their sleeves billowing like shadows and their hands waving like rain, all craning their necks to watch this unprecedentedly grand wedding ceremony.
Along the way, there was music and firecrackers, their sounds spreading through the thin smoke and mist.
The sun shone brightly until the exquisite, gilded sedan chair carrying the precious phoenix arrived at the entrance of Qingfeng Palace.
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian, looking exhausted, gently rubbed her aching lower back and murmured, "It's unbelievable that I'm still alive."
"Princess, don't talk nonsense! Today is your and the Demon Lord's wedding day." Qi Yuan covered Xuan Fengqian's mouth repeatedly, smiling brightly.
Seeing this, the White Emperor secretly turned his head away, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a crumpled handkerchief, and said in a choked voice to Yuan Heng, whose eyes were already red from crying, "My precious daughter, whom I raised with such care, has been ruined by a wild boar in the end."
“How can you look down on your son-in-law like that? In my opinion, he and our youngest son are a match made in heaven.”
At first, Yuan Heng was indeed not very satisfied with Leng Ye, her prospective son-in-law.
Although she was detached from worldly affairs, she had heard many stories about his romantic escapades.
Only when she saw with her own eyes that the arrogant and domineering Leng Ye was as docile as a kitten in front of Xuan Fengqian did she finally feel at ease.
“My dear child, remember this: the Immortal Realm will always be your support. If that brat Leng Ye treats you badly, just tell your father, and he will take care of it for you.”
Bai Di suppressed the urge to burst into tears, but the muscles on his face were already out of control, twisting into a knot in the blink of an eye.
"Father, I'm hungry."
Xuan Fengqian didn't know how to soothe Bai Di's overly agitated emotions, so she simply found him something to do to prevent him from starting to "shed tears like a tough man" again.
"Alright. Father will get you some food right away."
The White Emperor strode out of Qingfeng Palace, only to find Xuan Xingchen already squatting and waiting at the palace entrance.
As their eyes met, the two of them instinctively embraced and wept bitterly.
"Father, you should have let that brat Leng Ye marry into our immortal family back then. Now, Qianqian has married far away to Jiuyou, where the emperor is far away. What will happen if she suffers any injustice?"
"It's my fault for not thinking things through. Otherwise, I'll go talk to that brat and ask him to marry into the family?"
Looking at the two people embracing and weeping, Mu Fuqu couldn't help but sneer: "The Demon Lord clearly spoils our Qianqian rotten, how could he let her suffer any grievances?"
Just as she was about to pull the two who were "reluctant to part," an unseen, deep, cold voice suddenly rang out behind them, "This Venerable One is willing to marry into the family."
"What did you say?"
The White Emperor looked at him with slight surprise.
He originally thought that Leng Ye was so strong-willed that he would never agree to marry into a family of immortals.
Unexpectedly, Leng Ye became so easy to talk to.
"Wuya, wipe your father-in-law's face."
Leng Ye glanced at Bai Di, whose face was covered in tears, and casually ordered Wu Ya, who was standing on his shoulder wearing a bright red strapless ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
Come on~
In high spirits, Wuya waved its wings enthusiastically and picked up the soft downy fur under its armpits to wipe Baidi's face.
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