"reason?"
Xuan Fengqian raised a slight brow with his narrow, almond-shaped eyes, his sharp gaze concealing a hint of impatience. "How come I remember just a few days ago you were shouting that you would marry no one but Xuan Qianning in this lifetime?"
"To tell you the truth, my heart has changed." Di Jun suddenly moved closer and whispered in her ear.
"Is that so?"
Xuanfeng asked him in a cold voice.
From the very beginning, she discovered that Di Jun was not as infatuated as the rumors suggested.
The reason he is so persistent in pursuing Xuan Qianning is most likely because he has his eye on her Phoenix Reversal True Form.
That being said, in those years, as the only Phoenix Rebellion in the Six Realms, Xuan Qianning was at the height of her fame.
Before she married into the Nine Netherworlds, hundreds and thousands of talented young men came to her door seeking her hand in marriage.
However, Xuan Qianning was completely focused on marrying into Jiuyou and looked down on all other men.
Under the pressure of Xuan Fengqian's overly sharp gaze, Di Jun subtly shifted his eyes, smirking and saying, "Since she has wronged me, I am determined to make her pay and let her taste the bitterness of regret. Besides, your relationship as sisters has never been very harmonious. If she finds out that I have married you in such a grand manner, she will definitely feel resentful."
"So, you're using me as a tool to get revenge on her?"
"Not entirely. As for the other reasons, you don't need to know. Just remember that I am different from that rude and brutal wild man, Leng Ye. I am gentle and considerate and would never hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable in the slightest."
"Aren't you and him birds of a feather?"
Xuanfeng snorted coldly and slammed the door shut.
In her view, there was no real difference between Di Jun and Leng Ye.
The Nine Netherworlds are corrupt and decaying, and so is the Demon Realm.
She would never jump from one deep pit to another because of a few words from Di Jun.
Knock knock knock—
"Good sister, let me in quickly, I'm so hungry!" Di Jun glanced at Wuya, who was shining white at the end of the corridor, and shouted loudly.
"Why are you suddenly acting crazy for no reason?"
Xuanfeng was thoroughly annoyed with Dijun. After bolting the door, he set up several barriers to prevent Dijun from forcibly entering the house.
"My dear sister, bear with me, I'm going to force my way through!"
Di Jun shouted loudly, but when he saw Wuya hurriedly fly out of Qingfeng Palace, he stopped.
"roll!"
Xuan Fengqian shouted impatiently towards the door, then collapsed onto the couch and fell into a deep sleep.
She had expended too much energy dealing with the demon's fierce attack on the Xuan Dian Platform. Not wanting to show weakness in front of Leng Ye, she had no choice but to force herself to return to Qingfeng Palace.
"You have a bad temper and you're fierce. I don't know what Leng Ye likes about you?" Di Jun reached out and pushed the door open, only to find that Xuan Fengqian had set up multiple barriers. He then climbed through the window and entered the inner room.
He was about to speak when he saw that Xuan Fengqian had already fallen asleep on the couch.
"Little brat?"
Di Jun patted Xuan Fengqian's cheek, and seeing that she still had no reaction, a plan suddenly came to mind.
If he wasn't mistaken, Wuya would definitely have gone back to Jiuyou to report the news.
If Leng Ye knew that he was relentlessly pursuing Xuan Fengqian, he would definitely rush over immediately.
Thinking of this, he simply took off his outer robe, quickly jumped onto Xuan Fengqian's bed, and gently pulled her into his arms, eagerly awaiting the approaching cold night.
Although he had no prior grudge against Leng Ye, the fact that Leng Ye had taken Xuan Qianning away from him before he did make him very angry.
He had originally hoped that Xuan Qianning, who also possessed the True Body of the Reverse Phoenix, would help him prepare for the great calamity a hundred years from now.
That's really bad.
He failed to marry Nihuang, and his "ladder to success" was thus severed in two.
Since Leng Ye wasn't letting him have an easy time, he was determined to make things even worse for him.
After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Fengqian, who was fast asleep, suddenly felt a little cold.
She kept her eyes tightly shut, groping around for the blankets, and muttered softly, "Cold...so cold."
Emperor Jun timed it perfectly, suddenly flipping over and pressing down on her, his voice wicked and seductive, "Shall I warm you up?"
Bang--
Covered in frost, Leng Ye kicked open the door with a large foot, breaking through the several barriers set up by Xuan Feng with ease.
At first, when he heard Wuyai muttering things like "forcing his way in," he thought that Dijun had simply barged into Xuanfengqian's boudoir.
But when he discovered that the barrier set up by Xuan Fengqian had not been damaged in the slightest before he arrived, his face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
At the same time, Xuan Fengqian suddenly felt a weight on his body and opened his eyes groggily.
She stared blankly at Di Jun, who was standing very close to her, and exclaimed in shock, "You scoundrel, get out!"
“Good sister, aren’t you cold? I’ll be your blanket and warm you up,” Di Jun said shamelessly.
"Di Jun, you're asking for death!"
Leng Ye tore the carved screen blocking the bed to shreds with one hand. He was about to throw the pieces at the Emperor, but then he was afraid of accidentally hurting Xuan Fengqian, so he had to stop in frustration.
"What? You have a problem with me catching up with my dear sister?"
Di Jun turned his head away, his words laced with provocation.
Seeing Leng Ye swing the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, poised to slash at his back, he hurriedly flipped over, pushing the still-shaken Xuan Fengqian away. He didn't even bother to put on his outer robe before turning into a wisp of green smoke and fleeing.
To see Leng Ye so angry that his face turned blue in his lifetime was truly exhilarating.
Inside the room, only Xuan Fengqian, still somewhat dazed, and Leng Ye, who was furious, remained.
"Xuan Fengqian, do you think my words are just passing by?"
Leng Ye's sharp, hawk-like eyes stared intently at her, while at the same moment, the Xuanyuan Demon Sword in his hand was placed against her neck.
Xuan Feng glanced at the Xuanyuan Demon Sword, which was flashing with a cold light, and suddenly shivered. "I didn't."
"You didn't do anything? You didn't let him force his way in? Or did you do it voluntarily?"
Leng Ye never imagined that the woman he had chosen would cheat on him with other men.
He angrily threw down the Xuanyuan Demon Sword in his hand, leaned forward, and tightly gripped her slender neck with one hand. "You know, I hate betrayal the most."
"Let go, I can't breathe..."
Xuan Fengqian tried to pry his hand off her neck, but she couldn't.
"Tell me, what did you and he do?"
"I...I don't know."
At this moment, Xuan Fengqian was also feeling very bad.
She didn't know why she had inexplicably fallen into a deep sleep, nor did she know what Dijun had done to her.
Beyond panic, doubt, and anxiety, there was an overwhelming sense of rage.
"Did he do anything to you that you couldn't sense?"
Leng Ye released her neck, tore open her inner garment with one hand, and said angrily, "If I had known you were so desperate for a man, why would I have had to suffer so much?"
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