Xuanfeng knew very well that Leng Ye had suffered such a severe injury entirely because of her.
But when he choked her neck and frantically tore at her clothes, the slight affection she had for him vanished.
"Get out."
Xuanfeng's voice and demeanor exuded a cold indifference that kept people at a distance, and his face was as clear and cold as the moon, with his brows and eyes revealing aloofness.
"Give me a chance to explain, how about it?"
"don't want."
"Why are you so stubborn, refusing to listen to even my explanation?"
Xuan Fengqian slightly raised the corners of her lips and sneered, "When you're angry, you won't believe anything I say. Now, what makes you think you can expect me to listen to your explanation?"
"..."
Leng Ye was rendered speechless by her retort.
That makes sense.
She had explained the situation to him more than once, but he wouldn't listen to anything and just kept abusing her.
A bastard like him doesn't deserve her forgiveness at all.
"Cold Night, I don't want to play these pointless games with you anymore. Please let me go."
"From now on, I will treat you well. When the auspicious day arrives, I will keep my promise and marry you."
Leng Ye thought to himself that Xuan Fengqian was probably just throwing a tantrum.
It's perfectly normal for lovers to have minor squabbles.
Once she calms down, she shouldn't be as resistant to him as she is now.
Xuan Fengqian said, "If you insist on marrying me, then fine. When the auspicious day arrives, you can hold my memorial tablet and happily become my groom."
"Don't talk nonsense, it's bad luck."
Leng Ye made a shushing gesture, suddenly feeling a bit afraid of Xuan Fengqian's cold and piercing gaze.
Xuan Fengqian's mood was still not good. Her mind was filled with the terrifying image of Leng Ye choking her. She retorted in a muffled voice, "What do you mean by lucky or unlucky? Haven't I been unlucky enough since I met you?"
"Good boy, get some sleep. I'll come see you again tomorrow."
Sensing her resistance, Leng Ye had no choice but to leave first.
Just as he stepped out of Qingfeng Palace, he bumped into Dijun, who had turned back halfway.
Their eyes met, and in a flash, sparks flew; they ignited at the slightest touch.
Leng Ye suddenly threw a punch, aiming for Di Jun's cheek.
"What's wrong with you?" Di Jun also showed no weakness, his folding fan transforming into a sharp dagger, slashing Leng Ye's left arm, cutting a long and deep gash including the sleeve.
"Who gave you permission to touch her?"
Leng Ye felt no pain in his arm and kicked Di Jun hard in the lower abdomen, sending him flying several feet away.
"Cough cough—"
Di Jun collapsed to the ground in agony, his body convulsing and coughing incessantly.
He never expected that Leng Ye would act like a madman, disregarding his own injuries and seemingly willing to risk his life to perish together with him.
"What a madman!"
Di Jun spat out a cold breath, but seeing Leng Ye striding towards him, he had no choice but to compromise.
He clutched his groin, repeatedly explaining, "I really didn't touch her. I was just joking with you, was it really that serious?"
"If it weren't for you, how could I have accidentally injured her?"
"How did you hurt her again?"
The reason why Di Jun turned back halfway was that he was worried about Xuan Fengqian.
At this moment, looking at Leng Ye's furious appearance, he thought to himself that Xuan Fengqian must have been tormented terribly by Leng Ye's rage.
Thinking this through, Di Jun felt a pang of regret.
If he had known that Leng Ye was so insensitive to women, he shouldn't have made those jokes.
Now, she's been dragged into another undeserved disaster for no reason.
Di Jun grew angrier the more he thought about it, and relentlessly berated Leng Ye, "You beast! How much more do you want to hurt her before you'll stop?"
He suddenly recalled the scene he had spied on in the Nine Netherworld.
At first, he just found Xuan Fengqian quite interesting, and even hid in the house to deflower himself.
It wasn't until he learned the whole story that he realized how helpless she had been at that time.
If time could be reversed, he would never have hidden behind the screen and watched coldly.
He should have stepped forward and led her away from the fire.
Unfortunately, instead of leading her out of this mess, he added fuel to the fire by threatening and intimidating her.
From this perspective, Xuan Fengqian was indeed right; he and Leng Ye were birds of a feather, neither being more noble than the other.
Leng Ye couldn't bear to hear Di Jun's accusations. His face darkened, and his voice turned icy. "What business is it of yours how I conduct myself?"
"It's none of my business, but I genuinely want to marry her. If you have any conscience left, don't threaten her; let her make her own choice."
"Dijun, stay away from her. Since you admire other women, don't even think about getting involved with her."
"I don't love her, but I won't hurt her like you have. I can give her anything she wants, can you?"
Di Jun could see clearly that Leng Ye had indeed fallen in love with Xuan Feng Qian.
But his love is far too obsessive and too terrifying.
If you like someone, shouldn't you cherish and pamper them?
But Leng Ye, this heartless and twisted devil, is always torturing her.
"Di Jun, I'll say this one last time. If you dare to harm even a hair on her head, I will grind you to dust!"
Before Leng Ye could finish speaking, a metallic taste rose in his throat, and even his vision began to blur.
Di Jun, whose vital organs were severely damaged, was in no better condition.
He crouched slightly, one hand covering his wound, and while Leng Ye was recuperating, he leaped onto Gu Huo, who was already waiting in the void, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Di Jun left, Leng Ye, exhausted from overexertion, knelt on one knee.
"Demon Lord!"
Upon seeing this, Jingzhe, who had rushed over in a hurry, quickly offered a helping hand and helped Lengye up.
"Jingzhe, did I do something wrong?"
Leng Ye felt particularly depressed and asked about Jingzhe in a muffled voice.
He suddenly realized that he had indeed treated Xuan Fengqian terribly.
Putting aside her loyal little maid, in fact, he couldn't even compare to Di Jun!
At least, Di Jun would never hurt Xuan Fengqian so recklessly.
Jingzhe shook her head repeatedly and said firmly, "The Demon Lord has not done anything wrong."
"I always feel that I owe her a lot."
"Didn't you also save Princess Xiantian several times? When it comes to matters of the heart, how can you tell who owes whom?" Jingzhe replied.
"She seems genuinely angry."
At this moment, Leng Ye was truly terrified.
What should he do if she refuses to talk to him anymore?
"Demon Lord, there's no need to worry. Since Princess Xiantian is willing to reveal her true nature in front of you, it proves that she is slowly accepting you. Compared to how cautious she was before, she is no longer as afraid of you as she used to be. This is clearly a good sign," Jingzhe analyzed logically.
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