"Your bedroom?" Zu'an was taken aback, his expression turning strange.
The little demon queen laughed sweetly: "You really are a wicked fellow. Did you really think that I invited you to my palace because I took a fancy to you and wanted to invite you to have some fun?"
Zuan hadn't expected her to speak so boldly, but he didn't seem embarrassed at all: "Little Demon Queen, you're overthinking it. I'm holding someone in my arms, so how could I possibly be thinking about anything else? It's just that I'm worried that if the Demon Emperor suddenly comes here, I might implicate you."
“You’re quite the smooth talker,” the little demon queen waved her hand, gesturing for him to sit wherever he pleased. “As for your worries, they’re unnecessary. The Demon Emperor hasn’t visited me for many years.”
Zu An's expression shifted. This little demon queen could have easily gotten away with any excuse, but she deliberately made it so detailed and ambiguous. Could she be hinting at something?
"So you're the human who defeated the Golden Crow Prince?" The little demon queen yawned, then covered her cherry-like lips with her hand, exuding a lazy and charming air.
The other party saved the two of them, and Zu An didn't hide anything: "It was just luck."
"Just luck?" The Little Demon Queen raised an eyebrow. "The title of Crown Prince Jinwu as the Central Emperor wasn't given to him by anyone. Over the years, he has been invincible among the younger generation of demons. Moreover, I heard that last time he even used the Golden Chariot and the divine Sun-Shooting Bow, yet he still lost to you. Yet you are so humble. Isn't that a bit hypocritical?"
"The little demon queen is right to teach her a lesson." Zu An smiled and did not refute, but looked at Qiao Xueying with concern, who was burning up with fever.
He poured her a cup of tea and gently fed her a few sips while supporting her.
Seeing his thoughtful and considerate actions, a strange light flashed in the little demon queen's eyes: "By the way, what is your relationship with Queen Medusa?"
“A very good friend,” Zuan replied.
"Friends?" The little demon queen smiled enigmatically. "The kind of friends you've slept with?"
Zuan almost choked on his water. Was this woman really that direct?
"Little Demon Queen, you're joking. We're just friends, not in that kind of relationship." Zu An was worried about implicating Yu Yanluo, so he didn't tell her the truth.
"Is that so?" The little demon queen remained noncommittal. "What's your name again?"
Just as Zu'an was about to answer, a series of hurried footsteps and the sounds of palace maids and guards arguing came from outside. Then a loud voice rang out: "Greetings, Little Demon Queen! This humble servant has been ordered to capture the assassin!"
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