Xuan Fengqian finally caught her breath.
Seeing everyone looking at her strangely, she asked, puzzled, "Why are you all looking at me?"
"My dear, besides feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit, is there anything else that's bothering you?" Bai Di gently stroked Xuan Fengqian's head, looking at her increasingly thin face with heartache.
"No."
Xuan Feng shook his head slightly, "Father, there is no need to worry, I am in very good health."
Leng Ye Shen was afraid that Xuan Feng Qian wouldn't be able to bear the pressure of the unexpected pregnancy alone, so he said slowly, "Give birth to her, and I will raise her."
Xuan Fengqian realized too late that everyone had misunderstood.
Her lips twitched violently as she repeatedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not pregnant."
Leng Ye was skeptical, but he placed one hand on her pulse. "Why would you vomit for no reason?"
"In my opinion, the Xuan family sister is simply too disgusted by your touch to even vomit."
Di Jun smiled, his eyes filled with mockery.
"..."
After Di Jun's explanation, Leng Ye remembered that there was blood on her skirt this morning, which was obviously from her period.
Since she's not pregnant, could it really be because she's disgusted by him?
"Xuan Fengqian, you just wait!"
Leng Ye's handsome face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stormed off in a huff.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Qianning felt a sense of relief.
She had thought Xuan Fengqian's methods were incredibly sophisticated, but now it seemed they were nothing special.
Having made such a fool of himself, Leng Ye probably won't go out of his way to embarrass himself again.
Xuan Qianning glanced disdainfully at Xuan Fengqian, then turned around gracefully, swaying her slender waist like a butterfly, and followed closely behind Leng Ye.
The immortals looked at each other in bewilderment, and it took them a while to realize what was happening.
Immediately, the discussion became quite heated.
"Princess Xiantian is truly amazing! She actually angered the Nine Nether Demon Lord so much that he almost vomited blood and died."
"How come I remember it was always Princess Xiantian who was clinging to the Demon Lord Jiuyou?"
"Who knows? Judging from her demeanor just now, Princess Xiantian seemed to dislike the Nine Nether Demon Lord quite a bit."
"Could it be that the Nine Nether Demon Lord has bad breath?"
"Shh—keep your voice down! I reckon so. If Princess Xiantian didn't have bad breath, why would she be gagging?"
………
Leng Ye had excellent hearing; even though he had walked a short distance, he still heard everything the immortals said.
He pursed his thin lips, his mood extremely bad.
This is the first time in thousands of years that someone has questioned their bad breath.
Damn Xuanfeng Qian!
She must be taking advantage of the fact that he can't bear to hurt her to humiliate him so brazenly.
"Your Majesty, please wait for me."
Xuan Qianning gently tugged at Leng Ye's sleeve, panting slightly, struggling to keep up.
What are you doing here?
As soon as he said it, Leng Ye remembered that Xuan Qianning had originally accompanied him to the homecoming banquet.
He thought to himself that he must have been so angry with Xuan Fengqian that he had completely forgotten such an important matter.
Xuan Qianning pouted, looking aggrieved, and said softly, "Your Excellency, the auspicious time is approaching. All the immortals have arrived for the homecoming banquet and are waiting for the two of us."
"Um."
Leng Ye responded in a deep voice, his handsome, sword-like eyebrows still tightly furrowed.
After a long while, he suddenly spoke, solemnly asking Xuan Qianning, "Ning'er, tell me the truth. Did I make you feel disgusted?"
"Heaven and earth bear witness, I have never thought of such a thing."
Xuan Qianning replied firmly, "In my heart, Your Excellency has always been a guiding light. I still remember the first time we met, you stood in the center of ten thousand people, surrounded by dazzling glory. And I, like thousands of other women, had my hopes ignited in my eyes by the glory surrounding you in an instant."
Leng Ye was flattered by Xuan Qianning's praise, which helped him regain the confidence he had lost from Xuan Fengqian.
However, he suddenly realized that Xuan Qianning's memory wasn't very good either.
That was clearly their second meeting, but she remembered it as the first.
“Ning’er, that was the second time we met,” Leng Ye corrected her gently.
Xuan Qianning's expression changed slightly, and she said repeatedly, "Your Majesty, please don't take offense. I was just eager to express my joy for you, and I forgot that I met you once when I was a child."
"Um."
Leng Ye responded in a deep voice.
In fact, he didn't hear what Xuan Qianning said.
At this moment, his mind was filled with the image of Xuan Fengqian's cute and innocent appearance when he pinned her down.
Although she was not as gentle and submissive as Xuan Qianning, she was very skilled at seducing men.
Those captivating, alluring eyes seemed capable of easily stealing a man's soul.
Even he was completely captivated by her, losing all sense of direction.
"Your Excellency, be careful of the threshold." Xuan Qianning gently reminded Leng Ye, who was frequently lost in thought.
"Um."
Leng Ye suddenly snapped out of his daze, realizing that he had almost tripped over the threshold because of that damned woman Xuan Fengqian, and his face grew even uglier.
The immortals, who had already taken their seats, fell silent upon seeing Leng Ye's gloomy face, fearing that they might inadvertently provoke this troublesome demon king and bring about their own demise.
Leng Ye narrowed his long, narrow eyes slightly, subtly scanning the immortals at the homecoming banquet.
After several searches, he still couldn't find Xuan Fengqian, which made him quite dissatisfied.
As soon as he sat down, he grabbed the wine pot from the table, pressed the spout against his lips, and drank heartily.
“Your Excellency, please drink less. Soon, all the immortals will take turns to offer you wine. If you drink too much, they might get you drunk.” Xuan Qianning slowly sat down next to Leng Ye.
"It's alright. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."
Leng Ye finished a pot of wine in no time.
He casually tossed the wine jug aside and ordered the fairy maid standing quietly beside him to fill several jugs with strong liquor.
Xuan Qianning couldn't stop him, so she simply stopped trying to persuade him.
If he gets drunk, it might not be a bad thing for her.
Perhaps, under the influence of strong liquor, they will be able to make up for the incestuous relationship that they did not have on their wedding night.
Thinking of this, Xuan Qian's eyes darkened. She, who rarely drank, also held her wine glass and sipped it slowly.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xuan Fengqian finally appeared.
She glanced around, intending to sit with Fuchen.
But Fu Chen was already surrounded by beautifully dressed fairies, like stars around the moon, and there wasn't even a single empty spot around him.
Seeing this, she found a secluded spot and took a nap.
What Xuan Fengqian didn't know was that from the moment she stepped into Chonghua Palace, Leng Ye's gaze had never left her.
No matter how well she hid herself, Leng Ye could clearly observe her every move.
He looked at her, who seemed half-asleep, and became even more puzzled.
Didn't she sleep well last night?
"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"
Xuan Qianning followed Leng Ye's gaze, her faint smile appearing slightly stiff.
If she had known that Xuan Fengqian was so good at seducing people, she should have made her move sooner.
Now, with Leng Ye watching her closely, she can't find a suitable opportunity to make a move.
Xuan Fengqian noticed Xuan Qianning's poisonous gaze and subconsciously raised her eyes, glancing at her briefly.
To her surprise, her gaze met Leng Ye's cold and sharp eyes.
"It's haunting me!"
Xuan Fengqian quickly looked away and muttered to himself.
"Girl, have a couple of drinks with this old man, and I'll arrange a good marriage for you, how about it?" The Old Man of the Moon looked at Xuan Fengqian with a kind and benevolent expression and took out dozens of red threads from his sleeve.
"Then let's have a couple of drinks."
Xuanfeng Qian drank several cups in succession, and then carefully tucked the red thread into his bosom.
Before this, she did indeed have some expectations for a good husband and a good marriage.
But after being tormented by Leng Ye for several days, she even became somewhat afraid of contact with men, let alone any romantic relationships.
The reason she was willing to accept the matchmaker's red thread was simply to attract more suitors for Leng Ye.
With so many suitors, he probably wouldn't have time to deal with her, right?
"Princess, please stop drinking."
At this moment, Fu Chen had already shaken off the fairy maidens surrounding him and naturally sat down next to Xuan Fengqian.
He frowned slightly and subtly took the full glass of wine from her hand.
Xuanfeng had a low alcohol tolerance; after three cups of weak wine, he felt a bit tipsy.
"The wine is good, how about a couple more glasses?" She smiled and turned her head, taking advantage of Fuchen's inattention, snatched the wine glass from his hand, and slurped down another full glass.
"Princess, you are drunk."
Fu Chen quickly snatched the wine cup from her hand and pushed the wine pot far away as well.
He knew all too well how poor Xuan Fengqian's alcohol tolerance was.
Years ago, she had a fight with Xuan Qianning and drank three cups of wine in one go, which made her so drunk that she was unconscious and slept for three days and three nights.
"I'm not drunk."
She stubbornly shook her head, even though she was so drunk that she couldn't control herself and was seeing double, she still refused to admit defeat.
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