The three happiest things in the world.
Promotion, wealth, and the death of one's husband
Li Muge experienced it all. Lying alone on the floor of the huge palace, she felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.
Without Yun Qi, that lunatic, she felt much more at ease.
[Li Muge, now that Yun Qi is dead, can we finally be the Demon Lord in peace?]
[And that bitch Su Qing, she actually killed Little Peony! We must avenge Little Peony!]
[I suggest we send someone to capture that old woman, the Empress, and have Su Qing skin them alive and fry them in oil.]
Li Muge lay on the cold floor and shook his head: "No, dying like this is too easy for those two women. This protector wants them to watch the things they care about most go out with their own eyes."
"Only in this way can I relieve the hatred in my heart."
"Furthermore, this time I, the Protector, will not become the Demon Lord. That brat Yun Qi, in both his past and present lives, has always wanted me to be the Demon Lord. I cannot grant his wish."
"You mean...?" The alternate personality was unsure of Li Muge's thoughts, even though she was the embodiment of Li Muge's long-held resentment and obsession.
However, he didn't fully understand Li Muge, and always felt that his main personality seemed to have a hundred different thoughts, each of which seemed to be a different version of her.
"It's very simple. I will find a suitable person to be the Demon Lord. Actually, whether or not someone becomes the Demon Lord, as long as the power is in my hands, what difference does it make?"
Li Muge's words were appropriate.
The alternate personality never expected that it would be Li Yuan, the most famous playboy in the demon realm.
Besides his love of women, his only hobby is spending money extravagantly.
Their magical power is extremely weak.
Making him the Demon Lord is clearly making him Li Muge's puppet.
The demon court officials could no longer sit still.
During a court meeting, Jingfeng burst into the palace carrying Yun Qi's memorial tablet and asked Li Muge if this was fair to the spirit of their Demon Lord in the underworld.
Li Muge thought about it and realized that she really did feel sorry for Yun Qi, so she told the ministers to shut up.
Walk down the steps.
"Strong Wind Guard, do you care about the Demon Lord?"
"..."
The demon ministers in the council hall were stunned, wondering what Li Muge was up to.
It's impossible that she would have taken a liking to one of the Demon Lord's guards before the Demon Lord's body was even cold.
Holding the token, Jingfeng retorted sarcastically, "What does the Demon Queen think? Our Demon Lord worked diligently for the prosperity of the Demon Realm throughout his life."
"But what about you, Demon Queen? You actually chose that good-for-nothing as your Demon Lord. Isn't this putting our Demon Realm in ruins?"
Li Muge spoke casually, "What's the big deal? In my opinion, Guardian Jingfeng, you're overthinking it."
The Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm are separated by a barrier.
As long as one doesn't leave the gates of the immortal and demon realms, how could one encounter danger? Besides, I think Li Yuan...
Although, I used to be just one of the people in charge of the environmental sanitation of our demon realm.
But don't underestimate the cleaning staff.
We demons are usually so unhygienic, but it's Li Yuan who manages us and makes us do our jobs efficiently and cleanly.
"To protect the beautiful image of our demon realm."
"Good, Protector, you are right." Li Yuan's eyes filled with tears; at this moment, he finally understood.
The story of Bo Ya meeting Zi Qi is obvious; he is the thoroughbred horse, and Protector Mu Ge is the discerning eye who recognized his talent.
Although he was wealthy, he had indeed been diligent in ensuring his subordinates cleaned the Demon Realm since he took office as the cleaning manager.
Now, you can't even find a bone to spit out on the roadside.
"Guardian, rest assured, after I become the Demon Lord, I will definitely treat you well and let you enjoy all the glory and wealth in the Demon Palace."
"Pah!" Jingfeng spat. "Li Muge, it's a waste that the Demon Lord treated you so well. His body is barely cold, and you're already colluding with a petty scoundrel like Li Yuan. I misjudged you."
"Hmm, Guardian Jingfeng, your words are making my conscience ache." Li Muge's smile widened: "Guards!"
"To send the Wind Guardian to be buried with the Demon Lord's cenotaph is a good deed that I, the protector, have done for the Demon Lord."
“No.” King Qincheng stepped forward, and the officials who were also party members secretly pulled him back, giving him meaningful glances.
Li Muge is currently riding high, so it's really not wise to go against her.
When the Demon Lord was still alive, they had no power to restrain Li Muge, let alone after the Demon Lord died.
However, Li Muge is probably really a jinx to her husbands; not long after she married the Demon Lord, he died.
However, the officials of the Demon Realm only dared to say these things in their hearts, and dared not be foolish enough to say them to Li Muge.
However, King Qincheng was a rigid and conservative man who valued etiquette above all else. The fact that he was able to accept the Demon Lord marrying Li Muge was already a significant breakthrough in his mental defenses.
What, is Li Muge now going to push his luck and make the Demon Lord's guard be buried with him? This is utterly disrespectful.
“King Qincheng.” Li Muge sighed. Why did this old man always seem to trigger her triggers? She really wanted to kill him, but then she thought about her previous life.
She wants to live a peaceful life now, and it's really not advisable to increase the killing.
As long as the old man from Qincheng doesn't go too far, she can tolerate his nagging.
Anyway, she doesn't like quiet anymore.
Some people talk and argue, just treat it like watching a show.
Li Muge smiled. She was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with this old fogey: "To be honest, you're just being naive."
"Imagine, the Demon Lord died alone beneath the pagoda; how lonely he must be in the afterlife."
“But it’s different with the Wind Guard. Look at the Wind Guard’s physique.” Li Muge said, while giving Wind Guard a hand massage on his shoulder.
"These muscles are really impressive. It would be perfect to have him die for the Demon Lord."
"You... this is nonsense..." King Qincheng was so angry he almost fainted: "This is utterly absurd, take a hundred steps back."
“Even if this guard is going to be buried with the Demon Lord, he shouldn’t be sleeping in the same coffin. Li Muge, what do you take the Demon Lord for? What do you take us ministers for?”
"What do you take the rules of the Demon Realm for? I absolutely disagree. Li Muge, you want the Demon Lord to die in the same bed with a guard, a man at that."
"If this gets out, what will the Three Realms think of our Demon Realm? We'll lose all face and dignity."
Li Muge wasn't annoyed, but his smile deepened slightly as he casually gripped the Phoenix Ferocity Sword, its tip sparking as it slid across the marble floor.
"King Qincheng, times have changed. You should change your mind. In the Demon Realm now, I am the rule. If you want to challenge me..."
Li Muge smiled enigmatically: "Then take off this official robe, and this protector will give you a considerable amount of spirit stones so you can live out the rest of your life in peace."
"You, Li Muge..." King Qincheng wanted to say something, but was forced to kneel on the ground by the officials behind him.
Li Muge, dressed in a gorgeous red gown with a long train trailing on the ground, walked up to a high place and turned around, exuding an aura of authority without anger.
All the officials of the Demon Realm knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, and said in unison, "Your subjects will obey the Protector's orders."
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