Xuan Fengqian noticed that Leng Ye's attitude was gradually softening, so she lowered her stance and pleaded with him softly.
"Demon Lord, now that I have paid a heavy price for the mistakes I made, can we wipe the slate clean of past grievances?"
How do I cancel it?
Leng Ye's eyes slightly upturned, his voice and demeanor exuding a seductive charm.
He slowly moved closer to her, breathing his warm breath all over her face.
Xuan Feng stared intently at the strange man so close to him, his blood rushing to his head, his cheeks burning red.
It must be said that Leng Ye's appearance does indeed have the power to bewitch people.
Her allure is captivating, and her beauty is flawless.
Not a fairy in a painting, but even more beautiful than a fairy in a painting...
Once she had calmed down, she suddenly noticed Leng Ye staring at her with great interest as she became infatuated. Annoyed, she muttered under her breath, "Male beauty is a trap."
"What are you muttering about?"
"It's nothing." She leaned back, trying to create some distance between them. "The so-called 'wiping it all off' means that we won't pursue the past anymore, and we'll keep to ourselves from now on."
"I have investigated thoroughly and found that you were not the one who secretly switched the incense in Ning'er's room. Unfortunately, you have lost your innocence because of this. In the end, I owe you. Therefore, this matter cannot be wiped clean."
"The Demon Lord knew from the beginning that I didn't do this, didn't he?" Xuan Fengqian retorted without thinking, unable to contain her anger.
"Is this important?"
Leng Ye curled his lips into a wicked smile, "In the end, I owe you. I'll let you go after I've figured out how to make it up to you, how about that?"
“Since it is already shattered, no amount of compensation will help. Demon Lord, you might as well let me return to the Immortal Realm sooner rather than later, to avoid any further complications.” Xuan Feng responded in a calm and relaxed voice, seemingly at ease, but in reality, he was sitting on pins and needles.
In her view, Leng Ye was extremely cruel, and his greatest skill was torturing and cruelty.
At this moment, he suddenly changed his tune and admitted that he felt indebted to her, and that it was definitely not because he had a change of heart and really intended to let her off the hook.
Who knows, he might have come up with an even more insidious scheme waiting for her...
Thinking of this, Xuan Fengqian felt a bone-chilling cold suddenly spread from his tailbone to his limbs and bones.
Eager to distance herself from Leng Ye, she quickly added, "Don't worry, I won't tell Father about what happened today. As for the cut on my face, just pretend I fell accidentally."
Why should I believe you?
Leng Ye knew that Xuan Fengqian didn't want to stay in the Nine Netherworld Demon Realm for even a moment longer.
However, he had no intention of letting her go.
These days, it's really not easy to find a toy that suits your taste.
Xuan Fengqian was unaware of Leng Ye's thoughts at that moment and was still trying her best to persuade him, "The Demon Lord can naturally trust me. If this matter gets out, my reputation will be ruined. Who knows, Father will also be ridiculed along with me."
"Is reputation that important? Or are you thinking of getting married?"
Leng Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression suddenly turning icy.
Xuan Fengqian didn't take it to heart and casually retorted, "I just don't want my father to be disgraced. Besides, what does a ruined reputation have to do with getting married? The person who truly loves me will never look down on me because of this. On the contrary, he will feel sorry for my past, share my pain, and suffer for my suffering..."
"Shut up. Why are you chanting scriptures for no reason?"
Leng Ye doesn't understand love, nor does she want to.
Therefore, he could not understand the deep love that Xuanfeng Qian spoke of.
Even towards Xuan Qianning, he never felt the slightest flutter of emotion.
The only reason he was willing to marry her was because she had saved his life.
Xuan Fengqian pursed her lips and whispered, "When did I chant scriptures? I was just stating the facts."
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