Chapter Eleven: The Demon Lord is a Wife-Hen.



"Didn't you see it, Mother?" So this is Feng Qingxiao's mother. She is really beautiful. I secretly admired her in my heart.

“Back then, Father took half of Chaochao’s heartwood to save his life, and now Chaochao has lost both legs because of it. I suppose the Holy Emperor Zhiming can’t say anything more. Since the cause and effect are settled, what’s wrong with me bringing Chaochao back?”

"You've done very well, Xiao'er. If the Holy Lord Zhiming is still not satisfied, I'll take responsibility for what happens next."

The beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes seemed to have made up her mind, and then, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, she shielded me and Feng Qingxiao behind her.

"Xiao'er, quickly bring your sister out." Just then, a loud and clear shout came from outside, the voice anxious and somewhat exasperated.

“It was my decision to send Xiao’er to bring Chao’er back. If there’s anything you want to say, come at me.”

The beautiful woman in her fine clothes let out a loud roar, causing the anxious people outside to unconsciously soften their tone.

"Princess, please don't be angry. Xiao Man didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean? Please explain more clearly, Demon Lord."

The beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes had a kind and gentle appearance, but her words were sharp and piercing, showing no mercy whatsoever. The coward outside, whose voice was heard but whose face was not seen, retreated step by step under her. It seems that Feng Qingxiao's father is henpecked. This family is quite interesting.

If it weren't for the magnificent palace before me and Feng Qingxiao's incredible skills, I would have wondered if I was just watching Old Wang's family's antics next door.

The argument on the other side was quite lively, but Feng Qingxiao seemed not to notice. He carried me to the same large bed as the one in Qiankun Room and carefully covered me with a blanket.

He even asked me if I was hungry and what I wanted to eat, completely disregarding his father. This clearly shows who's really in charge in this family.

All I need to do is please that beautiful aunt, oh no, sister, I just need to please that noble and elegant sister.

If this trend continues, I will not only be safe here, but I will also gain a pair of parents and an older brother for free.

It really feels like a home, even more like a home than mine.

Is this what they call a turn for the better after the worst?

If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up.

"What are you thinking about? Your brother is asking what you want for breakfast."

"Black rice porridge, please," I said casually.

A short while later, he actually brought over a bowl of black rice porridge.

This time he didn't fall for it; instead, he called over the two maids.

I am leisurely drinking black rice porridge, which I haven't had in a long time, under the attentive care of two maids.

My adoptive parents are still arguing over there. Although it's mostly my mother talking and my father listening, that clueless father always adds a "but" at the end of the argument.

The kind-looking old woman looked like she was on the verge of erupting like a volcano, with the potential to explode at any moment.

"Father, Mother, Chaochao is already in such a state, yet you still have the leisure to quarrel. Could it be that Chaochao was adopted? Every time you meet, you quarrel. The two of you are probably tens of thousands of years old combined, yet you still quarrel loudly in front of so many people from Feiyu Pavilion. I suppose Father also has uncles who are here to discuss matters."

Just as his cheap father was about to be defeated, Feng Qingxiao suddenly intervened and stopped the volcanic eruption.

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