The candlelight flickered in the Demon Palace's bedroom. The ebony and gold-painted nanmu desk and the pearl and jade curtains were hidden in the shadows. The golden beast head spewed out priceless ambergris, which slowly dissipated in the air.

A certain demon king was pacing nervously in the hall, checking his clothes in the mirror to see if they were arranged properly, and then checking his headband to see if it was neat. Finally, he felt that it was not good enough, so he took off his headband and picked up a headband embroidered with crabapples to slowly tie his hair up, tying his long hair high, and his handsome face became more domineering.

"Ma'am, can I come out now?"

——After he was brought back from the underworld by Yaoyue, his soul was unstable and he had to stay in the soul-locking formation for 49 days to stabilize his spirit. During this period, he could neither meet living people nor encounter ghosts.

Jiang Mi never thought that one day he would be locked in the Soul Locking Formation. In a sense, it was retribution in this life. It didn't matter if he saw other people or not, but not seeing Yao Yue was more painful than death for him. He could only chat with her through the door of the Demon Palace every day, which was undoubtedly a poison to quench thirst.

Fortunately, today is the forty-ninth day.

The last spell went out, and no one answered the door. He pushed the door open impatiently, then his smile froze and he stood there in a daze.

There was no sign of the beloved outside the palace, only a sneaky man who was about to sneak out of the bedroom.

Jiang Mi was furious, and with a palm gust of wind he knocked the man to the ground: "Who allowed you to come in?!"

——This man's dress is not like that of a guard in the Demon Palace at all, not to mention that no one is allowed to enter the bedroom without being summoned.

The man couldn't stop shaking as he looked at the Demon King, who was walking towards him with murderous intent.

"Your Majesty, calm down, calm down! It was Her Majesty the Queen who sent me here!"

The young man's brows were frozen with a cold and indifferent look. He looked down at him and asked, "Why did she ask you to come?"

"This, this..." The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and trembled even more violently, "Her Majesty the Queen asked me to come and chat with you..."

——If you want to blame someone, blame this Demon Emperor for being too clingy.

Jiang Mi was locked in the Soul Locking Formation, so she naturally didn't need to attend court or handle government affairs. The Demon Emperor, who was usually very frugal with words, would talk to her through the door for twelve hours every day.

If Yao Yue was determined to ignore him, there would be knocking and scratching sounds like resentful ghosts and vicious dogs coming from the Demon Palace's bedroom door; if she attacked him intermittently, it would be even more serious. Several times, he almost wanted to use his magic power to make a small hole in the soul-locking formation to see what she was distracted by.

Because Yao Yue exploded half of her golden elixir, she has now reached the immortal realm, but it is like a cup that is only half full. She needs to intensify her practice to complete her golden elixir. In the past, Jiang Mi complained when he could see her, but he would not disturb her practice; now when he can't see her, he falls into inexplicable anxiety and has to hear her voice.

Unable to bear the annoyance, she finally came up with a solution.

"...You have been the one chatting with me for more than a month?" The Demon Emperor exuded an inexplicable depression, and his face looked slightly distorted because he clenched his teeth too tightly.

——Yao Yue didn't hear a single word of the sweet words he spoke from the bottom of his heart...and another man heard them all? !

The man said tremblingly, "Yes, I am a bit of a ventriloquist... Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut and will never leak a single word to anyone!"

***

Yunmozhou, Quanxing.

The decoration of the Immortal Official's Mansion was elegant and rich. Although it was late autumn, the glass basins were filled with large white crabapples with emerald stamens. Looking out from the railing, I could see that it was a sunny day outside. In the distance, the water on the Hualong Sea was rugged, and the sound of waves was endless, rolling in.

Today is Zhang Jingshu's birthday. After the battle of Xiandu, they finally have a happy event. Everyone is preparing to celebrate it in a grand manner. At this moment, the leaders of various states gathered together, and Bai Ruyu even played a seven-stringed harp to entertain everyone.

Most of the people in the main hall have been fasting for a long time, but Zhang Jingshu has a strong appetite. She usually takes food-transforming pills to eat more delicacies. The main dish on the table today is roasted goose, the wine is Qiulubai, and other dishes include Xiaotiansu, Bailongyao, Zhutouchun, and various kinds of fairy mushrooms and spiritual fruits, all of which are considered the best in the world.

Yao Yue didn't drink alcohol originally, but when Zhang Jingshu came to toast her, she couldn't refuse, so she simply poured a small cup of Qiulubai and swallowed it without even taking a sip. Qiulubai wasn't considered a strong liquor, but no one expected that the head of Quanxing Sect had such a poor alcohol tolerance. He felt dizzy and blurry after drinking just one cup.

——When she was practicing in the mountains, her master often taught her that sex can kill people and alcohol can break people's hearts. Especially for martial artists, they must not drink carelessly, otherwise they will not be able to control the severity of their attacks. So she has lived for more than 300 years, but she still doesn't know how much she can drink.

When someone arrived, they saw the girl in red playing finger-guessing games with Zhang Jingshu. Her face was flushed, and her cheekbones and earlobes seemed to be painted with rouge, which made her look like a feast for the eyes. She lost again this round, and just as she raised the full glass to her lips, a hand grabbed it.

Jiang Mi grasped her five slender fingers in his palm, then leaned over and drank the glass of wine from the place where she had just touched her lips.

"Hey, you're so brave!" Yao Yue didn't recognize who the person was, but she felt that he was very rude. She shouted incoherently, "Isn't this much wine enough for you? Why do you have to steal my wine..."

She was just picking up the wine jug to get another glass when she was picked up sideways and carried away from the main hall to her waterside boudoir.

After putting the person in his arms down, he immediately took a sip from the wine jug in the girl's hand and passed it to her lips. Yao Yue had no choice but to open her mouth.

Yao Yue had long eyelashes and upturned eye corners, which should have made her look cool and beautiful, but at this moment, because of being drunk, her expression became gentle, like a well-behaved cat.

The thought of such a beautiful and defenseless woman being seen by so many people made him feel extremely uncomfortable and he wished he could gouge out those people's eyes.

"Don't drink outside anymore... If you want to drink, I'll drink with you..."

The girl stared at him blankly for a few seconds, sneered, broke free from his embrace, sat down at the table and poured herself a glass.

"Which branch are you from? Go back and accept your punishment tomorrow."

——He stole the leader's wine and spoke wildly. He really doesn't know any rules.

When she drank, she tilted her neck up, the angle between her jaw and neck was extremely beautiful, her long hair swayed with her shoulders and arms, light as a dream. The next second, a strong and hot body pressed against her back.

"Master, please punish me yourself..."

"I don't have time to care about you..."

The girl mumbled something and licked the wine stains on the edge of the glass with the tip of her tongue. The wine in her throat burned in her stomach, and her face was flushed, and her eyes were misty and blurry.

Her features were naturally rich and beautiful, and when she was drunk, her eyes and eyebrows were full of spring color.

Jiang Miyi lowered his head, bit her lips, and kissed her fiercely and without rules. The girl opened her eyes wide, struggling to get away, and a groan was like a cat's claw scratching his heart, and her soul trembled with excitement.

At this point, even if she was dizzy, she could tell something was wrong—

She was molested by a daring disciple!

A fierce palm wind came towards him, and at the critical moment he opened the golden protective shield to avoid being knocked away by the palm.

Seeing that his first palm strike failed, Yao Yue was surprised at the disciple's realm, so he struck him again. This time he used almost 100% of his strength, and his golden shield was about to break. He hurriedly grabbed her hand and begged for mercy:

"My lady, stop hitting me! Look at me, I'm Jiang Mi!"

"Jiang Mi..." She paused as if thinking about something, and then slapped him again, "You are not Jiang Mi!"

——This pervert didn't even bother to ask. Jiang Mi is still imprisoned in the Soul Locking Formation.

This time, his golden shield was completely broken. If he was hit again, he would be injured internally. Of course, he didn't dare to fight back. He could only quickly press the girl's Danzhong acupoint to make her unable to move. Then he let out a long breath and kissed the corner of the girl's lips:

"My wife, are you going to kill your husband to prove your truth? You are too cruel..." Although he wanted to die under the peony flowers, this was not the way to die.

"During these forty-nine days, I couldn't sleep at night because I thought of my wife..."

The man spoke slowly, but every word seemed to penetrate her ears and her internal organs. At this moment, she was controlled by someone else and was teased by him. She was so angry that her eyes turned red: "If you don't let go, I will ask Jiang Mi to kill you!"

——After saying this, Yao Yue regretted it. She was a person who had ascended to heaven, but she still had to rely on Jiang Mi for rescue. She was so unambitious.

Just as I was secretly feeling annoyed, the man suddenly stopped moving, and the only sound in the room was his rapid breathing. After a while, he asked in a faint voice:

"Who is Jiang Mi?"

"He is my husband." The girl said as a matter of course.

The man's fingers trembled as he stroked down her neck, across her bright and warm scapula, as if he were playing with a very delicate, precious and fragile piece of porcelain, and his voice was also cautious:

"What's so good about him? What do you like about him?"

She forgot for a moment that she was being harassed by a lecher, and only these two questions filled her mind. She looked up at the top of the bed, as if she was thinking and also as if she was absent-minded. After a while, she said solemnly:

“I like his face.”

Someone was stunned for a moment, then laughed. When Yao Yue heard him laugh, the anger she had just felt at being teased immediately turned into another kind of dissatisfaction: "What are you laughing at? Only men are allowed to be lustful, but not women?"

"Yes, yes, of course," he responded several times, and then he seemed to have thought of something, with obvious hesitation and tentativeness in his voice, "Do you like that white jade face?"

——The number one on the Kyushu Beauty List changes every year, but the number one on the Kyushu Heroes List has not changed for a long time.

This time Yao Yue didn't think much about it: "I don't like it."

"Why? Isn't Bai Ruyu the most handsome man in the world?"

She seemed to think his question was very stupid, and snorted arrogantly: "There are more men than women in Langya Pavilion. Don't you know that most of the immortal officials who judge have a male-female tendency? These two appearance rankings are all liked by men, and I'm not a man."

Hearing this, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and he finally asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a long time, "Who is prettier, Bai Ruyu or Jiang Mi?"

The girl suddenly burst out laughing, and her originally furrowed brows were like petals caressed by the spring breeze, and after that they softened, she became extremely charming and gentle. She smiled with a bit of pride and shyness and said:

"Of course Jiang Mi is good-looking!"

Alcohol is a poison that penetrates the intestines, but it can also lead to truth.

Jiang Mi's brain suddenly caught fire. The strong stimulation and desire quickly set him on fire. He didn't even have time to think about it. He directly pressed the girl in his arms under him, kissing and caressing her madly, wishing he could hold the girl in his arms.

Yao Yue whimpered uncomfortably. She felt as if the man on her body was emitting burning heat all over his body. She could almost feel the man's excited and sweet emotions from the entanglement of their lips and tongues. The joy was so intense that it seemed to burst her heart.

The man called her "wife" and "darling" while his hands were wandering dishonestly on her body. She immediately came to her senses. Not only were her eyes red with anger, but her eye sockets were also wet. "If you dare to touch me, I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

Jiang Mi knew that she was angry, but her broken face looked like she was about to cry. His heart ached and he dared not move. He stroked her back to help her calm down: "Yao Yue, I really am Jiang Mi, it's okay... Be good, take a good look at me..."

"Then you untie my acupuncture points first!"

Although she was dizzy, she was not stupid after all. Seeing that he actually untied her acupuncture points as he said, she was half convinced. She turned over and rode on the man, staring at him carefully for a long time, and suddenly slapped him in the face without any warning.

"Why did you lie to me?!"

——This guy is getting bolder and bolder. He even dares to pretend to be a flower thief to scare her!

Jiang Mi's golden shield was broken. The slap was so strong that five fingerprints swelled up on his left cheek. He stammered with grievance, "I told you a long time ago, but my wife didn't believe me..."

Yao Yue was stunned, and her face slowly turned red as if she remembered something. After a long while, she slowly asked, "...Then why didn't you hide?"

The young man covered the painful side of his face and said with a wry smile: "I forgot."

"Stupid idiot..."

She felt more and more ashamed, as if her face was burning. She pursed her lips tightly, and felt as if there was a tongue inside, sweeping across her teeth with a burning sensation, and entangled maliciously in her throat. The more she recalled, the more embarrassed she felt. Finally, as if she was being forced too hard, she snorted helplessly, and pointed her finger at his swollen cheek and passed on a magical power: "...Does it still hurt?"

The magic power from the warm fingertips soothed his pain little by little. Being treated so gently at this time, Jiang Mi's heart was like a boat floating in the rapids. He sat up suddenly and held her face with both hands. There were so many things to say, but he begged shamelessly: "Girl, give me a kiss, and it won't hurt anymore."

She blinked her eyes to avoid the overly hot gaze, but with her face held by him, she couldn't avoid it, so she could only mutter softly: "You kissed me so many times just now, why bother asking..."

The next second, the kiss came over. Her upper and lower cherry lips were gently held by another pair of lips. The muscles on the man's shoulders and back were all tense. One hand firmly pressed the back of her head. Yao Yue snorted softly and closed her eyes, like a cat whose fur was being smoothed, soft and obedient without resistance.

"My dear, where have you been for the past month? You even asked a street performer to chat with me..."

His kiss at this time seemed to have a special aphrodisiac effect, thick and sticky, making people trance. Such a handsome and tough man, but his lips were incredibly warm and soft.

"If you don't find someone to chat with you, the Demon Palace will be overturned by you, right?" She felt a little tickled by his kiss, and she sighed, curled up in his arms comfortably like a lazy cat, "Now you understand that it's not easy to be locked up?"

"Do you know how much his voice resembles yours..." Jiang Mi looked at her resentfully, "I thought it was real..."

——Yao Yue, who spoke so softly and expressed her love to him, was actually a stinky man in disguise!

The girl suddenly giggled.

"He made His Majesty the Demon Emperor happy, didn't he?"

As she spoke, she placed her finger on his tall nose, then stroked his eye sockets, raised the corner of her lips and revealed her usual slightly teasing arc: "When you masturbated, you didn't scare others away, did you?"

After these words came out, Jiang Mi's expression was wonderful, with embarrassment, shame, and annoyance. After a long while, he asked in a low voice:

"H-How do you know?"

The smile on her face deepened. She reached out and touched his chin and blew into his ear: "I also know that someone kept shouting my name while masturbating in the middle of the night, just like calling for the soul..."

His whole body froze, his eyes flickered, he felt guilty and embarrassed and didn't dare to look at her: "Did that person tell you? Actually... my voice was not loud..."

The last few words were almost as light as a whisper, and the young man's handsome face turned red as if blood was about to drip out. Yao Yue was finally satisfied.

She was like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, and gave the victim a kiss on the face: "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. Today is a special case. I usually only let him come during the day, and at night I...well——"

Before she could finish her words, the man kissed her fiercely without giving a second thought.

The stars hide, the moon hides, and the sea of ​​desire rolls all night long.