Snap—
Instinctively, Xuan Fengqian staggered back several steps, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped Leng Ye's handsome face.
The crisp sound of a slap shattered the ambiguous atmosphere surrounding them.
"Does your hand hurt?"
Leng Yejian frowned slightly. Although he was not very happy, he did not do anything rash.
He gently held Xuan Fengqian's wrist and said in a deep and calm voice, "If I upset you again, you may slap me like you did just now, just don't hurt your hand."
"..."
Xuan Fengqian stared blankly at the increasingly gentle Leng Ye, not coming back to her senses for a long time.
Could he have really been struck by lightning and gone mad?
After being slapped by her, he actually pretended nothing had happened and asked her if her hand hurt...
"Ah Qian, don't look at me like that, I can't control myself."
Leng Ye cupped Xuan Fengqian's burning hot cheeks and kissed the softness he had longed for once again.
This time, he was no longer as cautious as before. He directly pried open her pearly teeth and began his conquest without warning.
Xuan Fengqian's mind went blank. The electric shock-like sensation made her body weak and unable to muster any strength.
She placed her hands on his broad chest, trying to keep as much distance as possible from him. "Leng Ye, let me go."
Are you angry?
Leng Ye looked down at Xuan Fengqian, who was furious and embarrassed in his arms, and had no choice but to suppress his desires for the time being and release her.
"Shameless."
Xuan Fengqian suddenly turned around, covering her flushed cheeks with both hands, and walked faster and faster.
At this moment, her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, was pounding so fast that even she couldn't tell whether it was from anger or from embarrassment.
Leng Ye glanced at the dense dark clouds in the sky, strode forward, and pulled her back into his arms without room for argument. "Watch out for the lightning."
"I'll take the lightning myself."
"Your body is weak and you cannot withstand the lightning tribulation."
Xuan Fengqian was furious and said coldly, "Whether I can handle it or not is none of your business. I just don't want to be a useless person who has to rely on others to shoulder everything for me."
In her view, the reason why Leng Ye kissed her so recklessly was simply because he had shielded her from the heavenly lightning and was now seeking "repayment".
This unequal relationship made her increasingly uncomfortable.
Leng Ye understood her implication, and his words were full of remorse. "It's just a few bolts of heavenly lightning, why make such a big deal out of it? Besides, you were originally a Pure Yuan Immortal Body. If you hadn't exhausted your immortal essence and damaged your foundation to save me back then, you should be invincible in the Immortal Realm by now. In a way, this is all my fault."
Xuan Fengqian asked, puzzled, "When did I save you?"
"The one who saved me back then was not Xuan Qianning, but you. However, you lost too much blood and were seriously injured. You also lost a piece of your memory for no reason, which allowed Xuan Qianning to take advantage of you."
"No wonder all these years of cultivation have been in vain; it's all because of you, you wicked devil!" Xuan Fengqian said indignantly.
"Therefore, it is only natural for me to shield you from calamity, you don't need to think too much about it."
"It's not necessary."
Xuan Fengqian was unwilling to get entangled with him any longer, so she pushed him away and strode away without looking back.
boom--
Unexpectedly, just a few steps later, a bolt of lightning, gleaming with white light, ripped straight through the sky and struck her squarely on the top of her head.
"A-Qian..."
Leng Ye's face was filled with horror as he pulled Xuan Fengqian, who had been stunned by the heavenly lightning, into his arms.
At the top of the floating clouds, the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess looked at each other in bewilderment, then tumbled shakily down from the clouds. "Demon Lord, is Princess Xiantian alright?"
Leng Ye said angrily, "If anything happens to A Qian, I will make you both wish you were dead."
"Demon Lord, please calm your anger. We are merely acting in accordance with the law. The Princess has altered Fairy Yuyan's destiny in the mortal realm, and she is bound to suffer this calamity," Lei Gong explained repeatedly.
Fearing that Leng Ye would go berserk and grind them to dust, the Goddess of Lightning had no choice but to steel herself and explain in a trembling voice, "Furthermore, the lightning bolt that struck the Princess's head was originally aimed at you. After you drugged Young Master Li, he was accidentally bitten to death by a poisonous snake. That's why this calamity occurred."
Hearing what the Goddess of Lightning said, Leng Ye felt even more guilty.
He originally intended to take the heavenly lightning for Xuan Fengqian.
Unexpectedly, this caused her to bear the brunt of a divine lightning bolt for him.
To his further dismay, a large patch of Xuanfeng's pale red wedding dress was soaked with dark red bloodstains.
"A-Qian, you must hold on."
Cold Night was frantic. He scooped her up in his arms and, like a whirlwind, teleported to the Ninth Heaven in the blink of an eye...
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Immortal Realm, Qingfeng Palace
When Xuan Fengqian woke up again, it was already completely dark.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking with slight curiosity at the people gathered around her bed, and asked in a soft voice, "Father, Mother, what's wrong with you all?"
"My little one, you scared your mother to death!"
Yuan Heng gripped Xuan Fengqian's hand tightly, and two streams of clear tears suddenly welled up in her red eyes.
"I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"
Xuan Fengqian wiped away the mottled tears on Yuan Heng's face, then looked at the White Emperor, puzzled, "Father, why are you all looking at me like that?"
The White Emperor looked at Xuan Fengqian, whose face was pale with worry, and asked in a deep voice, "Is the youngest child feeling unwell?"
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously looked down at her abdomen and muttered, "It feels like I've been run over by a car wheel, it hurts terribly."
"Damn it, how dare you bully Qianqian like this!"
Xuan Xingchen, standing close to Bai Di, frowned deeply, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
He had always doted on his youngest sister, Xuan Fengqian, and was heartbroken to learn of her recent ordeal.
The next instant, he abruptly turned around, walked straight out of the inner room, and without saying a word, punched Leng Ye right in the eye socket. "Bastard, who gave you permission to bully Qianqian like this?"
"How is she?"
Leng Ye's voice trembled slightly as he tried to go inside to see her, but the immortals blocked him from entering.
Xuan Xingchen's face turned ashen with rage. He swung his fist again and slammed it heavily into Leng Ye's cheek. "Nine Nether Demon Lord, don't you think what you did went too far? You knew she was pregnant, yet you still made her take the lightning tribulation for you. Are you even a man?"
"What did you say?"
Leng Ye was utterly shocked. Disregarding everything else, she rushed into the inner room, pushed aside the people guarding her bedside, and pulled her into her arms.
"I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."
"Leng Ye? What are you doing here? I was just about to go to Jiuyou to look for you, but I didn't expect you to come here."
Xuanfeng Qian looked overjoyed, gazing up at him with a dazed expression, her face unusually beaming with a smile as radiant as spring sunshine.
How are you feeling?
Leng Ye was delighted by Xuan Fengqian's change, and without regard for others, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and asked with concern.
Xuan Feng's face flushed, and she whispered in his ear, "I have good news for you. I'm pregnant with your child. Although I can't remember how I got pregnant, I believe you will take full responsibility for me, won't you?"
"yes."
Leng Ye responded in a deep voice, and solemnly said, "As long as you are willing to marry me, I will go and make preparations for the wedding."
Seeing this, Yuan Heng calmly pushed Leng Ye aside and said softly to Xuan Feng, "My dear child, you should rest well first. Your mother has a few things to say to the Demon Lord."
Xuan Fengqian nodded heavily, "Mother, please don't make things difficult for him."
Leng Ye noticed Xuan Fengqian's unusual behavior, his brows furrowed slightly, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
As soon as he arrived at the side hall with Yuan Heng and Bai Di, he asked impatiently, "Has A Qian lost some of her memories?"
"As you wish, she has completely forgotten the past when you abused her in every way," Yuan Heng said with an unfriendly expression.
What do you mean by that?
"Demon Lord, how long do you intend to keep up this act? Do you dare say that you didn't erase all of my son's memories from the past hundred years?"
"You mean, she lost nearly a hundred years of memories?"
Leng Ye's dark pupils contracted sharply. He never expected that a mere bolt of lightning would cause her to lose a hundred years of memories.
However, amidst his shock, a sliver of hope suddenly arose in his heart.
Now that Xuan Fengqian has completely forgotten the unpleasantness of the past, doesn't that mean she has turned back into the little girl who used to have eyes only for him?
The White Emperor, having read Leng Ye's mind, said coldly, "Demon Lord, you should know that your youngest daughter is only so infatuated with you because she has lost part of her memory. Once she regains her memory, she will inevitably revert to her previous state. Therefore, until she regains her memory, I will never agree to your marriage."
"I am not an irresponsible person. Now that she is pregnant with my child, I will naturally marry her properly and bring her into the Netherworld."
Leng Ye knew that if Xuan Fengqian hadn't lost her memory, she would never have agreed to marry him in this lifetime.
He simply wanted to give himself a chance to start over.
Yuan Heng was furious when she thought of how badly Xuan Fengqian had been tormented by Leng Ye. "Don't you have any idea how she got pregnant? Ask yourself, if our little one hadn't lost her memory, would she have been willing to marry you?"
"I can promise you that I will not overstep the bounds until she regains her memories."
Left with no other choice, Leng Ye had to make concessions.
"What are you talking about?" Xuan Fengqian was a little worried about Leng Ye, so she pushed open the door of the side hall and naturally took Leng Ye's arm.
Seeing this, Yuan Heng asked with concern, "Why did you get into this hotel? Be careful not to harm the fetus."
"Mother, please don't blame him. Although I can't remember what happened before, I believe that Leng Ye would never hurt me," Xuan Fengqian said with certainty.
Leng Ye felt ashamed and increasingly guilty.
After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up his courage and said softly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. All the suffering and pain you've endured these past few days is because of me."
Xuanfeng ignored him and whispered in his ear on tiptoe, "My stomach hurts, hold me tight."
"Good boy, let me help you back to your room to rest."
Because of the angry looks from Bai Di and Yuan Heng, Leng Ye had no choice but to withdraw his hand, not daring to touch her at all.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Fengqian took the initiative to stretch out her arms and tightly wrap them around Leng Ye's neck, saying, "Carry me back to the house."
"Um."
Leng Ye responded softly, his movements becoming increasingly gentle.
He gazed deeply at the charming and lovely Xuan Fengqian in his arms, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.
If he had confessed his feelings to her sooner, they would have been together a hundred years ago.
Unfortunately, he was really disappointing.
This mistake has been wrong for nearly a century!
When will you come to marry me?
"Soon. Once I have prepared everything, I will come to marry you."
Xuan Fengqian grumbled in dissatisfaction, "I've been waiting for over a thousand years, and you still want me to wait."
"It is my fault."
Leng Ye always felt that it was all like a dream, and everything seemed unreal.
He stared at her intently, as if afraid that she would vanish from his arms in the blink of an eye.
"Leng Ye, what happened to your face?"
Seeing the multiple bruises on Leng Ye's face, Xuan Feng said aggressively, "Who hit you? I'll go beat them up for you."
Xuan Xingchen felt extremely unbalanced. He raised his eyebrows and muttered in dissatisfaction, "You little brat! Your brother was just standing up for you, and you're still protecting him."
“Brother, you are mistaken. With your mediocre skills, how could you possibly be a match for Leng Ye? He is only refraining from arguing with you because of me.” Xuan Fengqian argued vehemently, gently stroking Leng Ye’s many wounded cheeks with particular tenderness.
Leng Ye chuckled to himself. He never imagined that he would see Xuan Fengqian protecting him like this in this lifetime.
"Qianqian, your brother is just afraid that you will be deceived."
Feeling Xuan Fengqian's concern for him, he was no longer as anxious as before, and was even willing to say a few good words for Xuan Xingchen.
Xuanfeng stared intently at Leng Ye, her voice clear and melodious like a silver bell, "Why are you so gentle today? It's almost unlike you."
Do you like it?
"like."
Xuanfeng chuckled softly, and before Leng Ye could react, he suddenly leaned in and lightly kissed his thin, red lips.
Leng Ye stood there stunned, as if struck by lightning, and it took her a while to come to her senses.
She actually kissed him forcibly?
Recalling that soft touch, Leng Ye's body trembled, and he suddenly pinned her to the white jade pillar behind him, urgently and passionately demanding a kiss from her.
Seeing this, Bai Di frowned deeply. "You brat! You said you wouldn't take advantage of someone in distress!"
Yuan Heng quietly wiped away her tears and sighed helplessly, "I only hope that after my youngest son regains his memory, he won't regret the decision I made today."
"Mother, Fuqu thinks that Qianqian's amnesia is not a bad thing. Now that she is pregnant with the Demon Lord's child, it would be best if she could achieve a happy ending with the Demon Lord."
Mu Fuqu gently comforted Yuan Heng, her curved eyes sparkling with starlight.
Perhaps because of her love for Xuan Xingchen, Mu Fuqu regarded Xuan Fengqian as her own younger sister after marrying Xuan Xingchen.
Now, seeing that Xuan Fengqian had finally gotten what she wanted, she found her eyes welling up with tears without even realizing it.
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