"Xuan Fengqian, how dare you?"
Xuan Qian's clear, watery eyes were filled with hatred.
She hated Xuan Fengqian for stealing all of Bai Di's favor, and she hated even more that Xuan Fengqian had bewitched Leng Ye on her wedding day.
As everyone knows, the Heavenly Princess of the Celestial Realm is gentle and virtuous, truly a model of noble ladies among the celestial race.
Little did they know that in Bai Di Xuanxiao's eyes, Xuan Fengqian was his only pride.
As for Xuan Qianning, she was nothing at all.
Everyone says that she and Leng Ye are a match made in heaven.
Little did anyone know how much effort she had put in to gain entry into the Nine Netherworld.
In contrast, Xuan Fengqian still doesn't need to do anything to easily win Leng Ye's heart.
She was jealous, so jealous she was almost insane.
She was jealous of Xuan Fengqian's good luck, and even more jealous of how freely Xuan Fengqian could live.
“If you respect me a little, I’ll respect you a lot more. Wouldn’t it be better if we each lived in peace?” Xuan Fengqian suddenly released Xuan Qianning and said in a light tone.
"You were the one who started this aggressive behavior."
Xuan Qianning let the bright red blood trickle down her forehead, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Xuan Fengqian's tattered wedding dress.
If she wasn't mistaken, Leng Ye had most likely already been seduced into bed by Xuan Fengqian.
She dared not complain to Leng Ye, but she could not tolerate Xuan Fengqian turning the tide and once again riding on her head and showing off his power.
Seeing that Xuan Qianning was almost out of control, Wanxia scrambled over to her and said, "Princess, a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. Once the Demon Lord returns in triumph, this madwoman will surely die."
At the same time, Wuya, who had been tightly embracing the thin quilt on the bed and deeply inhaling its scent for a full quarter of an hour, finally poked out his white head.
It checked repeatedly and found no trace of Leng Ye and Xuan Feng's lovemaking on the quilt.
After realizing this, Wuya's impression of Xuanfeng Qian improved considerably.
It cleared its throat and let out a strange cry at Xuan Qianning, who was lying on the ground, "You bad woman, I saw it all! You faked the fall!"
"You stinking crow, stop talking nonsense! It was clearly Xuan Fengqian who pushed the princess." Wanxia spat fiercely, clearly regarding Wuya as Xuan Fengqian's accomplice.
Xuan Qianning was surprised that Wuyai would speak up for Xuan Fengqian, and a sinister glint flashed in her eyes.
She originally intended to accuse Xuan Fengqian of maliciously shoving her, but with Wuya's interference, she had to change her story, "Wanxia, stop talking. It's just that my body is weak and I can't even stand up straight. It has nothing to do with Qianqian."
"Can..."
Wanxia glared at Wuya, but seeing Xuan Qianning shake her head at her, she reluctantly shut her mouth.
Xuanfeng glanced indifferently at Wuya, who was trembling with fear at Wanxia's presence, and casually tucked it into his arms.
"Stupid bird, is that all the courage you have?"
“I’m not afraid of them. I’m worried that if something happens to me, there will be no one to take care of Your Majesty.”
"I never imagined you were such a romantic." Xuan Feng smiled lightly, the gloom in his heart vanishing.
This time, it was all thanks to Wuya's righteous words.
Otherwise, even with her silver tongue, she wouldn't escape a severe beating from Leng Ye.
She was too lazy to pay attention to Xuan Qianning, who was used to acting. She turned around abruptly, intending to find a secluded place to wash away the filth on her body, but Wanxia's increasingly loud voice came from inside the Soul Devouring Palace again.
"Princess, it's because you're too kind-hearted that you get bullied time and time again."
"Suffering a loss is a blessing."
Xuan Qianning sighed softly and said in a low voice.
Wanxia retorted, "Over the years, haven't you suffered enough? Do you know that last night, the Demon Lord summoned more than just Xuan Fengqian? Before her, he also summoned Hu Meier, known as the most beautiful woman in the demon realm. I heard that Hu Meier was deeply favored by the Demon Lord, but in the end, she was carried out of the Soul Devouring Palace..."
"Please, stop talking." Xuan Qianning gritted her teeth, two streams of tears falling down her cheeks.
"Princess, look at these shameless vixens! Didn't each of them use every trick in the book to seduce the Demon Lord?"
As Wanxia spoke, she became more and more agitated, her face filled with indignation as she spoke up for Xuan Qianning, "You are clearly the rightful wife whom the Demon Lord married with a grand wedding procession and welcomed into the Nine Netherworlds. Why did they get to seize the opportunity first?"
"Gah! Hu Meier, I'll remember her!"
Wuya was furious when he heard what Wanxia said.
It suddenly darted out of Xuanfeng Qian's arms and, like a headless fly, circled the jade pillar outside the hall several times. "No, I have to settle accounts with her!"
"Foolish bird, don't fall into their trap."
Xuan Fengqian grabbed Wuya's long tail and kindly reminded it, "As far as I know, the Demon Lord did not touch Hu Meier. The reason she was carried out of the Soul Devouring Palace was simply because she was terrified by the Demon Lord."
She vaguely remembered the scene she had foreseen in her dream.
In his dream, Leng Ye did indeed consider having sex with Hu Meier.
Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, his body suddenly malfunctioned, and after trying for a long time, there was still no response...
However, given that Xuan Qianning was new to Jiuyou and relatively isolated from the news, it was understandable that she mistakenly believed that Leng Ye had slept with Hu Meier.
Xuan Fengqian understood that Xuan Qianning and Wan Xia were putting on such a show simply to tell her that Hu Meier was more favored by Leng Ye than she was.
In the past, the impulsive and reckless Xuan Fengqian would have undoubtedly confronted Hu Meier fiercely. And Hu Meier was no pushover either; she would most likely have fought Xuan Fengqian to the bitter end.
In this way, Xuan Qianning can reap the benefits and eliminate the two major scourges in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, despite all her calculations, she never anticipated that Xuan Fengqian's soul had already been replaced.
The current Xuan Fengqian is clear-headed and lucid; there is no way she would fight with other women for Leng Ye's sake.
Wuya glanced at Xuanfengqian, who was frequently lost in thought, and asked curiously, "Tell me honestly, how did your butt get sore?"
"He fell."
"Impossible." Wuya suddenly leaned close to her ear and cackled, "Tell me, were you injured by the Venerable One?"
"none of your business."
Xuan Fengqian was speechless, and instinctively clutched his wound.
"Gah! You really got a spanking from His Excellency!"
Wuya Yao's dark eyes darted around, and suddenly he spread his wings, laughing so hard he almost fell over. "Hahaha! You're even worse off than me, failing to serve me in bed and getting beaten up instead."
Xuanfeng Qiankuang patted Wuya's round bird head and said in an unfriendly tone, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll pluck all your feathers."
"Tsk, how pitiful."
Wuya suppressed a laugh and said smugly, "Every time I sneak onto His Majesty's bed, he will at most scold me, but he will never spank me. So it seems that in his heart, I am much more important than you."
"Stupid bird, how many times have I told you and you still don't understand? I just accidentally slipped and fell on my butt, I didn't get a beating."
Just as Xuan Fengqian was about to shut Wuya up, Jingzhe, who had rushed over anxiously, hurriedly hid him behind her back. "Princess Xiantian, please have mercy. Wuya is His Majesty's most beloved pet; he must not be killed."
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