Bo Jichen's main tactic was to deny it outright: "Your Excellency Jiufeng, you've mistaken me for someone else. I am a general of the Troya Empire. If your token of love were with me, every talking creature in the Abel Galaxy, and even the entire Milky Way, would be laughing their heads off."
What kind of bullshit love letter is that? He gets annoyed just looking at it, he wants to strangle it, crush it, tear it to pieces, and grind it to shreds.
He's keeping his phoenix feather; he's not looking for torture by wanting to be with a pervert who's constantly trying to eat him up with his own people.
Jiufeng lowered her hand, her usually calm eyes now filled with apology: "I'm sorry, you don't need to be nervous or afraid, I meant you no harm..."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Bo Jichen didn't want to listen to him at all. He interrupted him and told him to get lost so he wouldn't lose control and kill him. "Your Excellency Jiufeng, I'm not nervous, I'm not afraid, and I'm not worried that you have any ill intentions towards me."
"You're apologizing to me? What are you talking about? We've only met a handful of times. I don't accept your apology!"
"Get out of my sight right now, or I won't care who you are or what your status is, I'll beat you up without hesitation."
Seeing him brings back vivid and clear memories of the phoenix clan's cruelty towards dragons, passed down through generations.
He was able to restrain himself and not lay a hand on him or kill him, which was already being polite to him. And here he is, telling him not to be afraid.
He really thought that a simple apology could erase the blood feud between his ancestors and the countless dragons who had devoured him, and could wipe him and his clan away. He was plotting to nurture him with love, make him willingly fall in love with him, and then kill him and devour him.
No way! He won't forgive him, he won't accept his apology, even though he's become that vampire's food. He thinks he can just brush this matter aside with a casual "sorry"? No way!
Jiufeng's drooping hand slowly curled up, her fingertips trembling slightly, her eyelids drooping, concealing all the apology and guilt in her eyes, "I'm sorry, Phoenix Feather is a feather, a red phoenix feather. Before you hatched, that feather was always with you, accompanying you. You liked that feather very much."
"The feather you went missing is also gone. I've been wondering if you took it with you, but you said no, you'd never seen it. I must have been mistaken. I'm sorry!"
After Jiufeng finished speaking, she bowed slightly and gave him a deep bow, a bow filled with apology.
Bo Jichen refused his generous gift and ignored his apology. If he were alone, not only would Jiu Feng die, but he could also turn the Phoenix Clan, the Fourth Civilization, upside down.
But he had loved ones, he had a family, and he couldn't let them worry about him, nor could he allow their status or the country to be destabilized. So he repeatedly endured it, letting the matter slide and pretending it didn't exist.
Jiufeng now knows he is her lost partner. Apologizing to him, repenting to him, begging for his forgiveness—it's impossible, absolutely impossible, even if she dies.
Not killing him, not touching him, and not finding the fourth civilization or causing trouble for the Phoenix Clan is already his biggest concession and the greatest mercy. If you still want him to forgive you, he will forgive you if he and the Phoenix Clan are wiped out.
After Jiufeng bowed deeply to him, she stood up straight and looked at his impatient face, his beautiful purple eyes filled with a fierce expression. For decades, he had been in front of her, at the center of public opinion in the Abel Galaxy, and a celebrity in the Abel Galaxy.
He mastered the art of living in seclusion to a masterful degree, knowing full well that the most dangerous place is also the safest place. Excellent, the dragon cub he hatched was exceptionally intelligent.
Bo Jichen looked at him and said in a harsh voice, "What are you looking at? I'll gouge your eyes out, now get lost!"
Jiufeng stared at him intently, her clenched fingers loosening as a shimmering red light rose from her hand. She spoke, "May you be safe and sound every year, happy for the rest of your life, and may all your thoughts and desires come true!"
Bo Jichen frowned as he watched the fragments of red light fly from his hand. "Get out of my sight and don't come looking for me. Then all my thoughts and desires will be fulfilled!"
Jiufeng nodded to him: "Alright, I'll get out of your sight. Take care, goodbye!"
Before Bo Jichen could even utter the word "get lost," he turned and left.
The red light fragments that flew from his hand, like red fireflies in the night, soared into the air above his head, flickering little by little.
Before he could gather his spiritual power to drive away the red specks, he saw Shu Xubai, dressed in a red robe, rushing over and questioning Jiu Feng: "Little Phoenix, what are you doing here? Why didn't you tell me?"
Jiufeng took his hand, her hands as soft as a ball of dough: "I'm sorry, Master. I just saw a red firebird with beautiful red tail feathers. I wanted to catch it and pluck those beautiful red tail feathers to give to you."
"But as I was running, the firebird flew away, and I didn't catch it. Just as I was about to go back to find you, you came looking for me."
Shu Xubai glanced at Bo Jichen standing at the door, then grabbed Jiu Feng's nape with his large hand, as if he were pinching and pressing him down: "What's so special about a single hair? I don't care. Don't run away when I'm not looking next time."
Jiufeng let him press down on the back of her neck, took a step ahead of him, and corrected him, explaining, "I wasn't running away, I just thought the red tail feathers were pretty and wanted to give them to you."
Shu Xubai's lips were practically curled up to the sky, but he still said one thing and meant another: "Don't explain. Explaining is just covering up. You just want to run away, you just want to run away."
Jiufeng went along with his words, but also contradicted them: "Yes, yes, yes, I just want to run away. What can I do? Next time I see a beautiful tail feather, I will still want to pluck it off and run after it. What if I want to pluck it off and give it to you?"
Shu Xubai's words, which were not what they seemed, were like hitting cotton. He grumbled and said, "What should we do? What should we do? We'll just have to deal with it. Anyway, you're not allowed to go. You're not allowed to go without my permission."
"Then shall I take you with me?"
"I'm very busy, unless you beg me!"
"Okay, I'll beg you then."
The two chatted back and forth, one answering and the other agreeing, one proud and the other doting. They didn't go back to the courtyard to rest, but continued walking away, walking in the lamplight and under the moonlight. One wore a red robe, and the other wore a black robe. The lamplight cast long shadows on them.
Bo Jichen kept staring at the two of them, forgetting to brush away the red specks on his head. When he remembered, the red specks, like a blessing from the great shaman of the Fourth Civilization, all fell on him and merged into his body.
Bo Jichen closed the courtyard gate, walked to the door of the room, and sat down without knocking or climbing out the window. He had given the red phoenix feather to his darling.
Damn it, Bo Jichen grabbed the little feather stuck on the back of his head. He had hatched from the egg, and the eggshell was pressed down by that feather. He had taken that feather with him when he ran away.
Believe it or not, that feather was impervious to water and fire, and could even be used as a weapon to whip people. He once thought it was a divine feather, a treasure he had found, but he never expected it to be a token of love.
Damn it, his ex's love token was casually taken and given to his current girlfriend, who then proudly told her it was a talisman. This plot is so ridiculous, who came up with this?
What to do, what to do, how can I steal that hair that my darling kept like a treasure from him and destroy the evidence!
Bo Jichen thought and thought, but couldn't come up with a solution. He leaned against the door, which wasn't locked but was tightly shut, and fell straight inside.
The bright light stung his eyes, so he rolled over and went into the house. He closed the door, walked through the hall, and went to the bedroom door. He gently pushed the door open and found that it wasn't locked.
He immediately took out the nest that Cangying had given him, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a small green dragon egg perched on Leiluos's shoulder, with Lingxi lying next to him in her pajamas. He was leaning against the bed, holding a storybook in his hand, and calmly and gently reading a story.
The main lights in the room were off, with only the bedside lamp illuminating the room. The dim, warm light instantly dispelled Bo Jichen's resentment and hatred towards Jiu Feng.
He quietly placed the bed by the window, slowly walked to the bed, took off his shoes and coat, got into bed, and hugged Leilos's lean waist.
Lei Luo's reading aloud stopped abruptly. Just as he was about to speak, Bo Jichen leaned his head against him, his body close to his, and said in a muffled voice, "Honey, that bastard Jiu Feng apologized to me."
Leilos almost blurted out the words to tell him to leave, but he held them back.
He pulled the blanket up to cover Lingxi, then looked at Bo Jichen's exposed body, pulled the blanket over him, and gently patted his back. His voice was even softer than when he was reading stories to Lingxi: "What did you say? Did you forgive him?"
Bo Jichen tightened his arms around Lei Luosi's waist: "No, I don't accept his apology, I don't forgive him."
Relos continued patting him: "He and his people owe you, and your people owe you. If you don't forgive them, if you don't accept it, I respect all your choices."
Bo Jichen's voice grew increasingly muffled: "I want to kill him!"
Relos stopped patting his back: "But I know you won't do it for me!"
Bo Jichen remained silent, like an ostrich absorbing the warmth emanating from Leilos.
Leilos turned off the bedside lamp and slowly lay down.
Bo Jichen embraced him, pressing his ear against his heart to listen to his heartbeat.
Reynolds reached out and put his arm around him. The words that Jiu Feng didn't have many days left to live were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them. Instead, he tightened his grip on Jiu Feng's hand with his other hand.
Bo Jichen clenched his fist and intertwined his fingers with Lei Luosi's. In the darkness, he curled the corners of his mouth and his purple eyes were full of cunning. This little chick is only good for this much.
Carrying a roasted lamb leg, Quanjian ran back to the High Priest's courtyard from the joyful garden, panting. He pushed open the door and asked, "High Priest, why are you going back to the Deep Sea?"
Wouldn't it be that if we gave the egg to His Majesty Relos, he would be so angry that he'd leave?
That's true. It's his own son, and Yan Liu just casually gave him away. Anyone would be angry.
But didn't he bring this on himself?
He doesn't want the mother of the child; the mother is young and beautiful and can't be a single mother, giving up a huge number of males!
By giving the child to His Majesty the Emperor of the Troia Empire, he will be born into royalty and have the right to inherit the throne, even if he is ranked several places below him. He will still be of noble status, supported by a vast empire, and will live a life of wealth and honor, with no one daring to bully him, and he will be arrogant and domineering for the rest of his life!
Yanliu is doing a great job, Yanliu is doing a wonderful job, Yanliu is doing a fantastic job! The second-in-command of the Red Eyebrow Fleet is right: Don't be too fond of men, being too fond of men will bring you bad luck for life. Women shouldn't be love-struck, they should have ambition.
She felt there was some truth to her drunken ramblings. As the Queen, she was definitely the leading lady, so what kind of child she had and what kind of partner she had? Ugh, I'm getting off-topic!
Cangying had already packed up and called for reinforcements, but her heart was still pounding abnormally. "We've been out of the deep sea for almost a year and a half now. It's been too long. It's time to go back."
The fragrant roasted lamb leg in Quanjian's hand no longer tasted good. She didn't want to leave and wanted to play more: "We haven't neglected our work while we're out. Haven't we taken care of all the government affairs?"
Cangying frowned: "You don't want to go back?"
Quanjian hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Can we play for two more days?"
Cangying looked at her: "Okay!"
Quanjian's eyes lit up instantly, and the roasted lamb leg smelled delicious again: "Really, High Priest?"
Cangying nodded: "Really, you stay here and play, I'll go back to the deep sea."
Quanjian gasped, thinking he'd misheard, and pinched himself. He'd heard correctly: "You...you go back to the deep sea, and I'll stay here?"
Cangying said, "Yes, I'll go back to the Deep Sea and you'll stay here. I'll have my subordinates send you information about the Deep Sea's affairs every day."
Quanjian was completely bewildered: "You told someone to teleport me, but where are you going?"
Cangying's heart pounded uncontrollably; he couldn't hold back: "I'm going back to the deep sea, to Frost Ice City!"
Quanjian's dazed mind instantly cleared, and he blurted out, "Going into Frost Ice City? High Priest, what are you going there for? Did I do something wrong? Um, um, I can change it."
Cangying reached out and rubbed her head like an elder. "You're fine. It's not your fault. It's my own problem. Just stay home and relax. Don't neglect your official duties."
“I don’t know when I will come out of Frost Ice City. You are Her Majesty the Queen of the Deep Sea Mermaid Clan. You bear the heavy responsibility of 10 million Deep Sea Mermaids on your shoulders. You should think twice before you act and consider the consequences when you are willful.”
"If the affairs of state are too heavy, and there is anything you don't understand or don't know, you can ask the think tank below, or you can ask Fu Huan, the high priest of the shallow sea mermaid clan."
"If possible, when you return to the Deep Sea, you can invite Fu Huan to visit. He is smarter than you, thinks more deeply than you, and is older than you. He is a good politician and a good teacher. You can learn from him and make progress."
Quanjian: "!!!!"
Ugh, why does it feel like the high priest is giving his final instructions?
Yes, going to Frost City is precisely to settle one's affairs after death.
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, love is definitely not to be touched, whoever touches it is doomed!
"Alright, you can go back to playing now, I'm leaving!" Cangying patted her, walked past her, out of the room, across the courtyard, her steps slightly unsteady as she fled in a disheveled manner.
Quanjian realized what was happening, grabbed the lamb leg, and chased after them, only to find that his high priest had vanished without a trace, moving as fast as a ghost.
Quanjian gazed at the starry sky, took a bite of the roasted lamb leg, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to go find Yanliu. It was better for the beautiful Yanliu to be beautiful on her own; the High Priest was such a scoundrel.
Jiang Ribbon Agares didn't emerge from the space until late at night. If it weren't for her healing-type mental illness, she would have been suffering from backache, leg cramps, and other ailments.
But to his utter surprise, it was an hour after he went into the bathroom that Agares tucked him into bed, holding him tightly in his arms like a precious treasure, and wouldn't let go even when he fell asleep.
The next morning, a ray of sunlight pierced through the curtains and entered the room. Jiu Feng felt a tickle in his nose, so he slowly woke up and heard a whoosh as the curtains were pulled open.
The blinding sunlight streamed in, and Jiufeng shielded his eyes with his hand. He sat up and saw a patch of red on the bed. His pupils constricted, and he grabbed a handful of red tail feathers. He turned to look at Shu Xubai, who was standing by the window and drawing back the curtains: "Shu Xubai, did you give this to me?"
Shu Xubai, being hypocritical, arrogantly said, "What is this that I gave you? Isn't it something you were going to give me?"
He stood by the window, back to the sunlight, his hair blowing in the wind, his whole being radiating sunshine, warmth, and brightness.
The sunshine, the brightness, the warmth—all of this made Jiu Feng jump out of bed, barefoot, grab two large handfuls of red tail feathers, walk up to Shu Xubai, and stuff the two handfuls of red tail feathers into his arms.
He was just like a child who had just received candy, eager to give it all to the person he liked: "Here you go, here you go, I'm giving it all to you!"
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