Hearing Xuan Fengqian say this, Leng Ye had no choice but to suppress the urge to tear Qingwu apart.
"What are your plans next?"
Looking at Xuan Fengqian's slightly protruding belly, Leng Ye really didn't dare to leave Qingwu by her side.
"I'm afraid you'll need to make a small sacrifice of your looks."
"I do not wish to have too much contact with her."
"Pretentious! Will it take a piece of your flesh to kill you to say a few words to her?"
"I am a married man, how could I let other women see me like this?" Leng Ye said arrogantly.
Xuan Fengqian shrugged nonchalantly and said, "I promise, I won't be jealous this time."
"I don't believe you."
Leng Ye knew very well that Xuan Fengqian's jealousy was likely even greater than his own.
If she gets jealous, it's considered mild if she's willing to have a fight with him.
If things get any worse, the wedding might be called off.
"To put it bluntly, you're not planning to help, are you?" Xuan Fengqian asked him angrily, arms crossed.
Leng Ye nodded firmly, "Yes."
Seeing Leng Ye's resolute attitude, Xuan Feng had no choice but to bring up the old grievances he least wanted to mention. "Why are you so reserved now? A few months ago, didn't you hold her, coax her, let her sit on your lap, kiss her little mouth, and even praise her bellyband for matching her skin tone?"
How did you know these things?
Leng Ye felt extremely guilty, as he had originally thought that Xuan Fengqian knew nothing about these matters.
Unexpectedly, she remembered it even more clearly than he did.
“Naturally, Xuan Qianning said it herself. Not only that, she also said that you touched her.”
Before this, in order to show how important she was to Leng Ye, Xuan Qian Ning would always have Wan Xia spread their bedroom stories everywhere.
Even though Xuan Fengqian didn't want to know, she was forced to listen to quite a bit.
"Nonsense. When have I ever touched her? At most, I only occasionally praised her a few words out of politeness, out of gratitude for saving my life."
Although Leng Ye said this, he felt increasingly uncertain.
He vividly remembered one time when he shared a pillow with Xuan Qianning, he almost mistook her for Xuan Fengqian.
If he hadn't intervened in time, Xuan Fengqian would probably never have forgiven him now.
"Whatever your purpose, at least you were willing to praise her, weren't you? But since I married into Jiuyou, you haven't praised me even once."
"You heartless thing, how could I not praise you? I praise you hundreds of times every night. Your body is like that of a virgin, always irresistible."
Xuanfeng Qian was speechless with embarrassment. Hearing him spout such nonsense during the day made him feel incredibly ashamed.
She pushed away Leng Ye, who was getting closer and closer, and said solemnly, "If you're not even willing to help with this small favor, don't bother entering my Qingfeng Palace for the next six months."
"Is it that serious?"
"Six months is considered mild."
"It's not impossible for me to help you. However, you must sincerely admit defeat to me."
After weighing the pros and cons, Leng Ye reluctantly agreed.
Xuan Fengqian's lips twitched wildly as he stared at Leng Ye as if he were looking at an idiot. "Still agonizing over what happened last night? Why can't you let me win this time? You're being far too domineering."
"Do you know that after you dislocated Dijun's shoulder, he has been crying since yesterday evening? I think my endurance is better than his."
"ill."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless, barely managing to suppress the urge to beat him up. She tried to remain calm and said, "You need to understand, I am your wife, not your opponent."
"I only want to protect you, not be powerless and unable to do anything."
Xuanfeng's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as he said seriously, "Do you know how much I dream of standing shoulder to shoulder with you one day? Keeping a mistress in a golden cage is not as good as being evenly matched."
"Standing side by side? A-Qian, don't you think your dream is a bit too boring? In my dream, you are always lying down."
Although Leng Ye said this, a hint of barely perceptible guilt flashed in his eyes.
Having learned what Xuan Fengqian truly wanted, he finally realized that his so-called pampering and doting was not what she wanted at all.
She longed for freedom and advocated for more equal relationships, but he never noticed these things.
It seems he will need to put more thought into things in the future, and he must not continue to be so self-righteous in making all the decisions for her.
"Forget it. Talking to you about this is like casting pearls before swine."
Xuanfeng knew how difficult it was to change a person's mindset in a short period of time, so he said no more.
As soon as she finished speaking, she kicked Leng Ye off the roof. "Go, do as I say."
"Things that need cleaning up."
Leng Ye reluctantly brushed away the footprints on his clothes, but deep down he was quite enjoying being under Xuan Feng's gentle care.
Just looking at her cute yet fierce little face makes me want to jump onto the roof again and give her a good beating.
Qingwu spotted Leng Ye alone from afar. Seeing that Xuan Fengqian was not by his side, she happily went to greet him, "Greetings to Your Excellency."
"Um."
"Your Majesty, I've made you some hot soup. Would you like to try some?"
"No."
Leng Ye's entire being was filled with resistance.
He thought to himself that married men must know how to protect themselves.
Otherwise, if he were persecuted, he would not only have to secretly heal his physical and mental wounds, but also appease his precious child at home, which would be extremely difficult.
"Your Majesty, you are very busy with state affairs, so please take care of your health. If you don't have much of an appetite, how about I give you a shoulder massage?" Qingwu said gently, her beautiful face radiant.
"No..."
Leng Ye was too lazy to waste time with Qing Wu like this, and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Xuan Fengqian on the eaves, who was constantly winking at him.
Left with no other choice, he changed his words and muttered, "What kind of soup are you making? Remember to send it to the Soul Devouring Hall later."
"yes."
Qingwu looked delighted and readily agreed.
No sooner had she left than Xuan Fengqian moved closer to Leng Ye, asking, "Why did you choose the soup she made? What if she put something in it? You could have just asked her to massage your shoulders, couldn't you?"
"If she put drugs in the soup, I'll have to trouble you to counteract the effects for me." Leng Ye curled his lips into a smirk and said teasingly, "To be honest, I even had a faint sense of anticipation in my heart."
"..."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless. If she hadn't been worried that Qingwu would return so soon, she would definitely have given Leng Ye a good beating.
It's one thing to be brain-dead, but to have such a bizarre quirk is another!
Has he forgotten how serious his injuries are?
—
Nine Netherworlds, Soul Devouring Palace
When Qingwu brought the hot soup to Leng Ye, who was sitting in a high position, she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of his suddenly bright eyes.
She was slightly puzzled, feeling that the cold night was somewhat unusual.
For the past few months, Leng Ye had been extremely cold towards her.
Unexpectedly, he has such a gentle side.
"It looks good."
Leng Ye snatched the soup bowl and, without waiting for her to speak, drank it all in one gulp.
"Your Excellency, be careful, it's hot..."
Qingwu was overjoyed that Leng Ye loved her soup so much.
Leng Ye looked at the empty bowl with some disappointment, then suddenly smashed it to pieces.
He had thought Qingwu would poison the soup, but to his surprise, she was so well-behaved!
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have drunk it.
It's infuriating!
Qingwu, puzzled, looked at Leng Ye, whose face was growing increasingly pale, and mistakenly thought he hadn't had enough to drink. She tentatively asked, "Your Excellency, would you like another bowl?"
Leng Ye frowned, glancing out of the hall every now and then.
After a while, Xuan Fengqian, accompanied by a tall and slender maid, rushed into the Soul Devouring Hall.
"Princess..."
Qingwu glanced guiltily at Xuanfeng Qian and quickly explained, "Princess, please don't misunderstand. I've only come to deliver some food to His Majesty."
Bang--
Xuan Fengqian closed the door behind her, then gave Xuan Xingchen, who was disguised as a maid, a wink, "Brother, it's up to you now."
"Um."
Xuan Xingchen nodded slightly, looking at the astonished Qingwu with a somewhat complicated expression.
Sitting high above, Leng Ye looked at Xuan Xingchen, who was dressed as a woman, with considerable curiosity, and then realized that he looked quite similar to Xuan Fengqian.
Both have alluring, captivating eyes and fair, delicate skin, making them equally pleasing to the eye at first glance.
Xuan Xingchen felt his scalp tingle from Leng Ye's stare and suddenly lashed out with a sharp glare.
If he weren't worried that the demons were still lurking in the Netherworld, why would Mu Fuqu have dressed him up like a young lady?
Qingwu sensed that something was wrong, her expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly picked up the tray, making a move to walk out of the hall.
"stop."
Xuan Xingchen looked at Qingwu, who was feeling guilty, and said with a hint of heartache, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."
"Your Highness, what do you mean? I don't understand."
"Ning'er, don't make the same mistake again."
Upon hearing Xuan Xingchen's words, Qingwu knew that her identity had been completely exposed.
She had originally intended to put up a last-ditch effort, but now that she had lost the power of the Blood Demon, even if she tried her best, it would be to no avail.
Realizing she was trapped, she stopped pretending and looked at Xuan Fengqian and Xuan Xingchen with a resentful expression. "You people who are used to being pampered really don't know what's going on. If I had Xuan Fengqian's background, why would I have to take such a risk? Why should she have everything from birth, while I can only pick up what's left of her?"
A hint of anger suddenly appeared on Xuan Fengqian's face as she coldly questioned her, "Is this your reason for repeatedly committing evil? Ask yourself, have Father and Mother ever mistreated you? What do you mean by only being able to pick up what I leave behind? You're just used to plundering, used to taking away everything I care about."
She has suffered quite a bit since she was a child.
Previously, she simply couldn't clearly remember what happened when she was young, and mistakenly believed that she had bullied Xuan Qianning in every way.
In fact, Xuan Qianning was never the one being bullied.
Seeing Xuan Qianning's stubbornness, Xuan Xingchen was too lazy to waste words with her. He directly took out a black porcelain bottle from his sleeve and carefully released Qingwu's soul.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Qianning was so frightened that she took several steps back. "What are you going to do?"
"You wicked woman, give me back my body!"
The ghostly spirit of Qingwu drifted in the void, its lifeless eyes, as if dead, staring blankly at the panicked Xuan Qianning, its voice filled with deep resentment.
"No! Even if I die, I will never return my body to you."
Xuan Qian's eyes narrowed with rage, and with a "whoosh," he drew a dagger from his waist. "Let me go. Otherwise, I'll destroy this body."
"Ning'er, how could you become so vicious?"
Xuan Xingchen still couldn't bring himself to hurt her.
You should know that before he learned of all the bad things Xuan Qianning had done, he had always treated her as family.
If Xuan Qianning is bullied, he will definitely stand up for her.
Unfortunately, Xuan Qianning was too strong-willed and too stubborn, and ultimately she embarked on the same path of no return as Ji Shuo.
“There is a saying: ‘Don’t advise others to be kind if you haven’t experienced their suffering.’ Brother, do you know how I have survived all these years? It’s no exaggeration to say that my tragedy today was destined from the moment I was born.”
Xuan Qianning's eyes filled with tears, and the scene of her first meeting with Xuan Fengqian suddenly appeared before her eyes.
On that day, a light drizzle was falling from the heavens.
The White Emperor, holding her dirty hand, strode into the South Heavenly Gate.
"Sister, you are so beautiful."
Just as she was curiously looking around, the stunningly beautiful Xuan Fengqian suddenly appeared in front of her and took her hand in a friendly manner.
"I...I'm not good-looking."
Xuan Qianning felt a lump in her throat and turned her face away to quietly wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
At that moment, she truly envied Xuan Fengqian, who was spotless and dressed in a magnificent brocade robe. She had thought that once she changed into a beautiful outfit, she could be as radiant as Xuan Fengqian.
To her great disappointment, even when she changed into her most beautiful dress, she still exuded an undeniable air of shabbyness.
At first, she couldn't understand why, despite being daughters of the White Emperor, she was far less glamorous than Xuan Fengqian.
Until one day, she overheard a palace maid saying "there is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children," and only then did she realize that her background and Xuan Fengqian's were ultimately very different.
It seems like you could reach out and touch her, but in reality, you're worlds apart...
For the first time ever, Xuan Qianning dropped all pretense, glaring at Xuan Fengqian with eyes full of resentment, and said through gritted teeth, "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, everyone would love me."
Xuanfeng Qian said, "Even without me, you would still end up like this. Inferiority and jealousy are like a pair of enormous, ghostly eyes, slowly eating away at your heart and dragging you into an abyss of no return."
"If it weren't for you, why would Your Majesty abandon me?"
"I have never liked you, so how could I abandon you? The reason I was willing to marry you was simply because I mistook you for my savior."
Leng Yeshen was afraid that Xuan Qianning would start spouting nonsense again, so he suddenly stood up and stood properly beside Xuan Fengqian. "I am innocent, don't listen to her nonsense."
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