Seeing Mu Fuqu burst into tears, Xuan Xingchen calmly placed a silk handkerchief into her hand, saying, "How old are you? Still crying?"
Mu Fuqu clutched the handkerchief Xuan Xingchen handed her, her voice choked with emotion, and said, "Like Qianqian, I have tasted the bitterness of unrequited love. Now, Qianqian has finally found her beloved, and I am happy for her."
"Nonsense... I was the one who fell in love first, and I was the one who fell ill from longing. You have never suffered the pain of unrequited love."
"How could I not have suffered the pain of unrequited love? You have no idea how I've been unable to sleep at night these past few days because of the heartache I've been in."
Hearing her say that, Xuan Xingchen chuckled and lowered his voice, "You really can't sleep? Then who is that beautiful woman who grinds her teeth and snores in my ear every night when it's quiet?"
"Bullshit! When have I ever ground my teeth or snored? Explain yourself."
Mu Fuqu pinched Xuan Xingchen's waist hard, and then inadvertently caught sight of Qingwu leaning against the paulownia tree bathed in moonlight. She said in an unfriendly tone, "Xuan Xingchen, tell me honestly, how far have you and Qingwu gone? Why is she always haunting you like a ghost?"
Xuan Xingchen sighed helplessly and patiently explained to Mu Fuqu, "Qingwu and I are completely innocent. We've never even exchanged a few words. Why don't you believe me?"
"Nobody believes you! Last night, you let her stay overnight in your study. Don't think I don't know!"
"How was I supposed to know she'd come to my study? Besides, wasn't I in your room last night?"
Xuan Xingchen glanced at Qingwu, who was laughing foolishly at him under the moonlight, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
He said to Mu Fuqu with some grievance, "Not long ago, it was clearly you who asked me to save Qingwu, and I just did as you said. Afterwards, it was you who saw that her parents were deceased and her background was pitiful, so you insisted on keeping her by your side. Now, how can you wrong me without distinguishing right from wrong?"
"..."
Knowing she was in the wrong, Mu Fuqu ultimately said nothing more.
She glanced indifferently at Qingwu, who was leaning against the trunk of a sycamore tree, exuding charm, and felt somewhat uneasy.
If she had known that Qingwu was like a vixen, trying to seduce everyone she met, she would never have kept her by her side.
The problem is, by the time she saw through Qingwu's true nature, it was too late to send her away.
As the old saying goes: It's easy to invite a god, but difficult to send him away.
Since Qingwu has already entered the immortal sect and has kept to her duties without committing any serious mistakes, even if Mu Fuqu dislikes her, it is not convenient for her to be expelled from the immortal palace in a blatant manner.
Xuan Xingchen knew that Mu Fuqu was deeply resentful and unable to vent her anger at Qingwu, so he could only hold her soft little hand tightly and promise her again and again, "Fu'er, believe me. In this life and the next, I, Xuan Xingchen, will never let you down."
Leaning against the sycamore tree, Qingwu completely ignored Mu Fuqu's sharp gaze and quietly shifted her attention to Leng Ye and Xuan Fengqian.
Her resentful eyes were fixed on Xuan Fengqian's flushed face, her hands clenched into fists hidden in her sleeves.
Her long fingernails pierced her palm, but she was completely unaware of the pain.
Qingwu stared intently at Xuanfeng Qian's face, which was brimming with happiness, and murmured softly, "One day, I will watch you lose everything with a smile!"
Xuan Fengqian keenly noticed Qingwu's gaze and subconsciously glanced at the lonely sycamore tree standing in the courtyard outside the corridor.
Seeing that she seemed a little absent-minded, Leng Ye reluctantly ended the long kiss and said softly, "Let me carry you back to the room to rest first?"
"Can you stay and keep me company?" Xuan Fengqian looked at him expectantly and asked in a soft voice.
Leng Ye lowered her head slightly, looking at Xuan Fengqian's burning gaze, and her heart softened completely.
In this situation, he simply couldn't bring himself to coldly refuse her request.
The problem is that Bai Di and Yuan Heng are still eyeing him covetously.
If he were to actually grant Xuan Fengqian's request and openly stay overnight in Qingfeng Palace, wouldn't the White Emperor have to kill him?
As expected, before Leng Ye could speak, Bai Di strode forward and blocked Xuan Fengqian's path, saying, "Little one, go back to your room and rest."
Seeing this, Leng Ye had no choice but to compromise, gently coaxing Xuan Fengqian, "I will come to see you first thing tomorrow morning."
"Don't go."
Xuanfeng Qianshen was afraid that Leng Ye would revert to his indifferent self the next morning, so she mustered her courage and tightened her grip on his waist, "Leng Ye, come and marry me soon."
"good."
Leng Ye nodded heavily, and taking advantage of Bai Di's unpreparedness, he swiftly planted another kiss on Xuan Feng's rosy cheek.
"You little rascal, you're addicted to kissing, aren't you?"
The White Emperor, enraged, shoved him aside and, with great concern, pulled Xuan Fengqian behind him, saying, "Heng'er, take the youngest back to the house first."
Left with no other choice, Xuan Fengqian reluctantly followed Yuan Heng back into the house.
Leng Ye glanced at Xuan Fengqian's charmingly naive appearance, turning back every few steps, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
At this moment, he finally realized how fortunate it was to have someone to wait for, someone to look forward to...
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian lay back on the bed, feeling utterly bored. She gently cradled her flat stomach in her hands and murmured to herself, "All of this feels as unreal as a dream."
After an unknown amount of time, when the noise outside had subsided, Di Jun tiptoed into Xuan Fengqian's boudoir. "Little brat, I heard you were struck by lightning and lost nearly a hundred years of memories?"
"Di Jun?"
Xuan Fengqian sat up slightly, gently rubbing his sleepy eyes. "Is there something urgent?"
Di Junxin walked to the bedside and naturally sat down next to her. "Little sister, are you feeling alright?"
"Men and women should not touch each other. You can leave now. We can talk about it tomorrow morning."
Xuan Fengqian subconsciously identified herself as a married woman, and she didn't want Leng Ye to think she was such a frivolous woman, so she directly asked Di Jun to leave.
"You little brat, aren't you being far too biased? Leng Ye kissed you in front of so many people, and you accepted it without hesitation. I just came to see you, is it really necessary to be so heartless?"
"Are you mistaken? I was the one who kissed Leng Ye first. He's my fiancé, so of course I'm willing to be close to him. What's wrong with that?"
Hearing Xuan Fengqian say this, Di Jun became a little anxious. He subconsciously tightened his grip on her hand and said in a gentle tone, "Little sister, don't be fooled by Leng Ye's handsome appearance. Leng Ye is not as innocent and harmless as you think. To put it bluntly, he is a scheming vixen."
"I know what kind of person Leng Ye is without you having to tell me."
Xuanfeng Qian angrily withdrew her hand and once again gave him the order to leave, "Get out, I'm going to bed."
"You brat, don't you want to know what happened before you lost your memory?"
Xuan Fengqian shook her head firmly, "I don't want to. Although I don't know what happened before, I can feel Leng Ye's sincerity. Since we like each other, why should we care about so many grudges and disputes? Living in the moment and doing what we want, isn't that wonderful?"
Di Jun pursed his lips, secretly agreeing that Xuan Fengqian's words made a lot of sense.
However, he had finally met a woman who suited his taste, so why would he want to let her go so easily?
After a moment of contemplation, he grinned and asked Xuan Fengqian, "Good sister, do you really not want to know what Leng Ye has been doing behind your back?"
Xuan Fengqian was willing to believe Leng Ye, but she couldn't resist Di Jun's attitude, so she finally relented and whispered, "Tell me about it."
"Okay."
As Di Jun responded, he excitedly recounted to her the events that had occurred recently.
At first, Xuan Fengqian's expression was relatively normal.
But when she heard that Leng Ye was secretly keeping a woman who was about to give birth in the Ziyou Palace, the string that had been taut in her heart snapped in an instant.
Xuan Fengqian's eyes instantly reddened, and she asked Di Jun in a serious tone, "Are you really not lying to me?"
Di Jun nodded, saying confidently, "What's fake can't become real, and what's real can't become fake. If you don't believe me, just grab anyone and ask them."
He was about to continue speaking when he saw Xuan Fengqian looking distraught, and suddenly felt a little reluctant to upset her like that.
To ease her extremely low spirits, Dijun quickly changed the subject, "To be honest, you and I had previously reached an agreement on a contractual marriage. After the marriage, I will certainly do my utmost to help you overcome the tribulation of becoming a high god..."
"Stop talking. In this life, I will not marry anyone but Leng Ye." Xuan Fengqian said firmly, and in the blink of an eye, she kicked Di Jun out of Qingfeng Palace.
"You brat, are you really not going to consider me?"
Di Jun stared blankly at Xuan Fengqian's silhouette on the window lattice paper. For some reason, he always felt that there was no possibility left between him and Xuan Fengqian.
At first, he assumed that Xuan Fengqian had no place for Leng Ye in her heart. Therefore, he maintained a wait-and-see attitude, patiently waiting for her to take the initiative to throw herself into his arms.
In the end, however, he realized that Xuan Fengqian had always deeply loved Leng Ye. No matter how despicable Leng Ye had been, she still held a place for him deep in her heart...
Thinking of this, Di Jun sighed helplessly.
He originally thought that it was just because of his strong competitive spirit and his desire to beat Leng Ye that he was going to such lengths to pester Xuan Fengqian.
Only now, when he felt a dull ache in his chest, did he realize that he had most likely fallen hopelessly in love with her.
"Since ancient times, those who are deeply in love have only ended up with regrets, and these regrets will last forever."
Di Jun suddenly recalled the two lines of regulated verse he had read in a mortal storybook, and a deep sorrow welled up within him.
Inside the room, Xuan Fengqian was huddled under the covers, sulking.
She had originally thought that Leng Ye would remain chaste for her.
Unexpectedly, he remained the same philandering and unruly character...
"No! I have to find him and get to the bottom of this."
After several twists and turns, Xuan Fengqian suddenly stood up and headed towards Jiuyou with great pride and high spirits.
The demon servants stationed at the entrance to the Nine Netherworlds saw Xuan Fengqian rushing over aggressively and blocked her path, saying coldly, "Princess Xiantian, please wait. Without the Demon Lord's order, no one is allowed to trespass into the Nine Netherworlds."
"Get out of the way."
With a flick of his wide sleeves, Xuanfeng Qian directly knocked the demon servant blocking his way to the ground.
Although her cultivation of immortal arts seemed somewhat mediocre, it was still in comparison to the exceptionally talented Xuan Xingchen and his ilk.
It's more than enough to deal with ordinary demon servants.
"Princess, what brings you here?" Jingzhe, who was on night duty, asked with great curiosity when she saw Xuan Fengqian barging into Jiuyou wearing only a thin undergarment.
Xuanfeng asked bluntly, "Where is that scumbag Leng Ye?"
"The Soul Devouring Palace..."
Jingzhe was intimidated by the fierce aura emanating from Xuanfeng Qian and suddenly shivered.
To be honest, this was the first time he had ever seen Xuan Fengqian so domineering.
Xuan Feng let out a muffled groan and rushed into the Soul Devouring Hall like a gust of wind.
She originally planned to ask Leng Ye in person what was going on with Zhi Mo.
But when she saw his slightly tired sleeping face, she couldn't bear to disturb his peaceful dream.
After much deliberation, she finally tiptoed onto his bed, nestled in his arms, and quietly gazed at his sleeping face.
"You've arrived?"
Leng Ye noticed that there was a soft person in his arms. He assumed that he was still deep in a dream, so he rolled over and pressed down on her without any scruples. Driven by primal desire and lust, he kissed her more and more passionately.
Xuan Fengqian pouted, looking particularly aggrieved, and asked him, "Who came? Was it Zhimo or someone else?"
Leng Ye did not hear what Xuan Fengqian said and quickly stripped her naked.
"She seems to have gained quite a bit of weight recently..."
"Damn it! I've always been like this, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
Xuan Fengqian assumed that Leng Ye had mistaken her for Zhi Mo, and her eyes welled up with tears with anger.
Leng Ye originally intended to relieve his desires through a erotic dream, but unexpectedly, Xuan Fengqian in the dream also kept trying to push him away.
He pinched her face in annoyance, but accidentally touched the salty tears on her face, which brought him back to his senses.
The next instant, he suddenly opened his eyes, staring intently at Xuan Fengqian, who was sobbing beneath him, and explained repeatedly, "I didn't mean to."
Leng Ye felt ashamed and didn't dare to ask her how she got into his bed. He could only bite the bullet and help her get dressed.
Who did you just mistake me for?
"I thought I was dreaming, but I never imagined that you would actually come to the Nine Netherworld."
Leng Ye tried his best not to look at her body, but with her warm and fragrant body in his arms, he could hardly control his surging desire.
And then, he tore off all the hidden clasps that he had just fastened for her.
"Leng Ye, stop! You still haven't told me which of your good sisters you mistook me for?"
"A-Qian, you're so beautiful..."
When lust took hold, Leng Ye couldn't hear anything else.
He kissed her passionately, as if trying to meld her into his very being, holding her tightly. "Now, is it alright?"
Perhaps it was because Leng Ye's deep and mellow voice was too pleasing to the ear, Xuan Fengqian completely forgot about settling accounts with him and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
With her permission, Leng Ye became even more unrestrained.
Xuan Fengqian had never encountered such a situation before. She was so nervous that she didn't know what to do. She just kept covering her flushed cheeks and said tremblingly, "I...I'm a little scared."
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