In the half year after the marriage, she had not said a few words to that man. At first, she kept trying to comfort him, but Jiang Mi's inner demons accumulated in the past three hundred years were too heavy to be moved. Yao Yue was not a patient and gentle person, so later on, apart from meditating and practicing, she would find ways to make him unhappy. Every spell in the Nine Palaces Soul Locking Formation was engraved with her name, and other people could come and go freely. During the day, when he was handling government affairs, a maid named Jihong would come in to serve her. She was Ye Lian's most proud true disciple. The first thing Yao Yue ordered her to do was to go to the library to get her a book to relieve her boredom.

The book that Ji Hong was asked to take was naturally "The Record of Divine Artifacts of Jiuzhou". It was said that after she ascended to heaven, Jiang Mi once wanted to burn the book, but this was the only copy compiled by the last Immortal Emperor Ji Yu, and the Demon Dao State Master persuaded her for a long time before saving it. But when she deliberately held the book in her hands to show Jiang Mi, he had no reaction, and even took the initiative to ask her if she had any magic weapon she liked, and he could send someone to refine it.

She was disappointed and ignored him from then on. Jiang Mi would tell her about the latest news in the outside world and occasionally bring her news about Quan Xing, but all this was meaningless to her. It seemed that a long-lasting tug-of-war had begun between the two of them, but Yao Yue obviously underestimated the patience that Jiang Mi had cultivated over the past three hundred years. It would not be easy for her to win.

The Demon Realm is about to enter autumn. Jiang Mi was delayed at the border for a while today due to some matters. When he returned to his bedroom, the moon was already at its zenith.

He entered the inner room of the bedroom. There was a figure vaguely lying in the red gauze on the couch. He thought his beloved was already asleep, so he tiptoed to the couch. When he lifted the bed curtain, he was stunned.

**There lay a naked girl with bright eyes and eyebrows, who looked a bit like Yao Yue and could be considered stunningly beautiful.

"Your Majesty..." When the girl saw him appear, she hurriedly knelt down, her expression a little flustered and flattering, but more of admiration.

——The Demon Realm respects the strong, and any woman is willing to sacrifice herself for the Demon Emperor. Moreover, this generation of Demon Emperor is unparalleled in the world in terms of both cultivation and appearance.

Jiang Mi didn't react at first, but then his pupils turned scarlet almost instantly, and murderous aura surged all over his body: "Are you looking for death?!"

At that moment, he felt that the most precious corner of his heart had been forcibly touched. He raised his hand and threw the naked girl to the ground with her blanket. The pressure from his body made the girl lying on the ground tremble like a sieve:

"Your Majesty, please spare me! Your Majesty, please spare me!"

The man's scarlet eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent, and he asked through gritted teeth, "Who sent you?"

The next second, a cold voice sounded from the side, like a basin of cold water poured over his head -

"It's me."

Yao Yue's entire body was hidden by the veil hanging from the arched door of the side hall, as if she had been standing there for a long time.

She opened the curtain and walked towards him step by step, the scarlet tassels on her waist fluttering back and forth with her steps, the dim candlelight reflected the faint smile on her lips, that smile was surprisingly mocking and distant. She took a robe in her hand and threw it to the trembling girl, motioning her to leave.

"Yaoyue..." In an instant, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife, veins popped out on the back of his hand, something hard and sour stuck in his throat, and his vocal cords were trembling, "What are you going to do..."

"Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor, don't you like this?" She smiled with her eyebrows curved, but her words revealed a very uncomfortable sarcasm and hostility, "Then I will pick another one tomorrow."

Jiang Mi looked at her with a sinister look as if he wanted to eat her alive: "What do you mean..."

Yao Yue stood in front of him, seemingly unaware of his anger, her eyes still showing undisguised teasing and sighing: "You are too obsessed, I am just helping you."

His heart was suddenly seized by an indescribable emotion, a bit depressed and a bit sad. No one knew better than himself that this obsession could not be solved.

The young man leaned over and kissed her roughly. Every word that came out of those beautiful, rosy lips could be a sharp knife, tearing his heart apart fiercely and viciously. Only when that mouth was kissed so hard that it could not speak, could he feel a little safe. He fiercely swept the girl's lips and tongue until he felt that the hand holding his front had no strength, and then he suddenly let go.

Jiang Mi lowered her eyelashes. If she looked up now, she could see the broken, fragile light in his eyes, as if silently begging for mercy and tenderness. But she had already collapsed in his arms, gasping for breath, without the strength to raise her head, her soft body curled up into a ball, as if she was a kitten that could be held in one hand.

He stared at the girl in his arms, and it seemed as if even his heart had weakened. It was so painful, yet so reassuring. He would rather this feeling last forever. Even if it was painful... it was given by this person who he wished he could hold in his heart and in his mouth.

If this could make her happier...if this could let her vent a little...

He suddenly leaned over and kissed the top of her head, then licked the most sensitive spot on the tip of her ear. His movements were gentle and soft, with a bit of consolation in his words. His kiss was so soft, as if he had shed his identity as the Demon King and turned into an ordinary man who was infatuated, ill and uneasy.

"Yaoyue... please... Yaoyue..."

There was a flash of astonishment in the girl's eyes, but an indescribable feeling spread throughout her heart and mind. She didn't even struggle when he stripped off her clothes.

——She was the one who was imprisoned and suppressed, what was he asking for?