Jingzhe had already seen through everything, and casually replied, "Don't try to guess what the Demon Lord is thinking."
"Something's wrong with you."
Jing Que glanced at Jing Zhe, who was pretending to be profound, and suddenly the image of Jing Zhe and Leng Ye "fighting like gods" flashed into his mind.
Honestly, the two of them are a perfect match.
The cold night is domineering and unrestrained, while the awakening of insects is calm and gentle; one is offensive, the other defensive, creating a fascinating contrast...
Thinking of this, Jing Que glanced meaningfully at the slender Jing Zhe and said with a teasing expression, "I'll get you some aphrodisiac tonics another day."
"do what?"
"Look at your sickly little body, how can the Demon Lord possibly enjoy himself?"
Jingzhe was extremely embarrassed and annoyed, and said indignantly, "Haven't you noticed that the Demon Lord is particularly fond of Princess Xiantian?"
Jing Que shook his head and said seriously, "What Princess Xiantian, Princess Congtian? I only believe what I see with my own eyes."
What did you see?
Jing Que, speaking without restraint, blurted out her innermost thoughts, "The Demon Lord has completely exposed himself, and you didn't even notice? Didn't you realize that his body has been openly displaying its intense desire for you?"
Jingzhe was speechless for a moment, then patiently explained, "The Demon Lord has clearly fallen in love with Princess Xiantian. However, I reckon that the Demon Lord himself doesn't even know his own feelings. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to torment her."
Leng Ye overheard their conversation and a sense of confusion suddenly arose in his heart.
Could it be that he has truly fallen in love with Xuan Fengqian?
He lowered his head, gazing thoughtfully at his tense body, his brows furrowed.
No, that's absolutely impossible.
Xuan Fengqian schemed against him time and time again; she was vicious and ruthless. How could she be worthy of him?
Perhaps, he was only lusting after her body.
Leng Ye grew angrier the more he thought about it. He couldn't understand why the erotic image of Xuan Fengqian's undergarment accidentally slipping off kept flashing through his mind.
He clearly doesn't lack women!
It's not that I absolutely need her.
In the vast Nine Netherworld, there are countless women who are either more fiery or more docile than her.
But for some reason, his body only felt feelings for her.
When Xuan Qianning saw Leng Ye arrive under the stars and moon, she quickly wiped away the mottled tear stains on her face, suddenly stood up, and threw herself into his arms.
"Your Majesty, you're finally back."
"It's only been an hour, how come you're crying like a baby?"
Leng Ye looked at Xuan Qianning, who was crying uncontrollably in his arms, and said slowly, "The days are short and the nights are long in the Nine Netherworld. If you are afraid of the dark, I will capture all the stars in the sky and bring them to the Purple Nether Palace. How about that?"
Xuan Qianning shook her head, her soft, boneless hand gently resting on Leng Ye's chest.
She raised her tender eyes and gazed intently at the handsome yet unsmiling Leng Ye, and said softly, "With Your Excellency here, I have nothing to fear."
"Tell me, what is the reason for your tears?"
"If I were to say it, Your Majesty, please don't laugh at me for being too pretentious." Xuan Qianning sniffed, her crystal-clear eyes shining like stars.
Leng Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
He thought to himself, "Since Xuan Qianning knows he doesn't like overly pretentious women, why is she even saying it?"
However, she was his savior after all, and he should treat her well.
Tell me about it.
Leng Ye suddenly turned around, straddling the eaves, his sharp eyes aimlessly scanning every corner of the Purple Nether Palace.
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