"Gah..."
Wuya was stunned by Xuanfeng Qian's words and dared not utter any more incoherent chatter.
Its white, furry head drooped, and it huddled cautiously in a corner behind the door, sobbing softly.
"Gah! The tender cabbage that's been cultivated for hundreds of years has really been eaten by a wild boar..."
The more Wuya thought about it, the more aggrieved it felt. If it had a choice, it would also like to transform into Xuanfengqian and gently nudge Lengye, this tender cabbage.
Xuanfeng remained utterly speechless.
She always felt that Wuya's eyesight wasn't very good.
Anyone with normal eyesight would compare Leng Ye, a tall, imposing, and gloomy man, to tender cabbage.
She was clearly the pitiful, tender cabbage...
"Enough, a good woman doesn't fight with a fool." Xuan Fengqian casually flicked her sleeve and limped towards the Nine Nether Demon Prison.
"Gah! You're the stupid bird!"
Wuya stopped crying instantly and retorted angrily to Xuanfeng Qian.
"Wuya, shut up."
With an unyielding, icy expression, Leng Ye glared displeasedly at Wuya, who was following Xuan Fengqian like a shrew, muttering and cursing.
"Eek~"
Wuya never expected Leng Ye to protect Xuan Fengqian like this, and large tears welled up in her eyes in an instant. "Your Majesty, am I still your most beloved bird?"
"Shut up."
Leng Ye pressed down on the throbbing veins on his forehead, so irritated he was almost ready to twist off Wuya's head and kick it like a ball.
"Your Majesty, you can't be so biased. It was clearly that wicked woman who bullied me, so why do you only scold me?" Wuya felt wronged and suddenly jumped into Leng Ye's arms, crying until her whole body went limp.
What's with that white, bird-like head of yours?
Leng Ye frowned unhappily as the snow-white cream from Wu Ya's face rubbed all over her.
Before this, he had focused all his attention on Xuan Fengqian and had not paid any attention to the bird-like Wuya.
Wuya remembered that she had applied several layers of snow-white skin cream earlier, and mistakenly thought that Leng Ye was attracted by her snow-white skin. So she said in a coquettish voice, "Your Majesty, do I look pretty?"
"ugly."
Leng Ye stared speechlessly at Wuya, who looked like he was covered in flour and about to be thrown into a pan to be fried, and disgustedly brushed him aside.
"Gah! How can it be ugly? Your Majesty, please take a closer look?"
Wuya thought to himself that Leng Ye had always liked women with fair skin, and Wuya was even fairer than Xuan Fengqian, so there was no reason for him not to like her.
In order to let Leng Ye see its "stunning beauty", Wuya deliberately moved closer to him, flapping its wings and swaying its hips, showing off its unfounded charm.
"Get out of the way."
A cold glare shot him away, and Wuya, who had been in high spirits, wilted like a daylily.
Xuan Qianning glanced at the sullen Wuya, then reached out and gently stroked its fluffy head. "Good bird, you even know how to apply powder? How adorable."
"As white as a ghost."
Leng Ye glanced coldly at the aggrieved Wuya, then casually picked it up and brought it closer, only then realizing that the fragrance on its body was strangely familiar.
Out of curiosity, he casually asked, "What are you applying?"
"I am naturally beautiful and never use skin-whitening cream," Wuya blinked, feigning innocence.
"roll."
Leng Ye realized that Wuya wasn't telling the truth, so he impatiently tossed it aside and turned his gaze to Xuan Fengqian, who was walking away.
"Xuan Fengqian, how dare you!"
"What did I do now?"
Xuan Fengqian paused slightly, turned his body to the side, and stared intently at Leng Ye, who was sitting on the bed, holding Xuan Qianning in his arms.
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