Do you have someone you like?
Jian Zhen walked in front of Ye Jisheng.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his shoulders. Ye Jisheng saw Jian Zhen's fair face coming towards him with some expectation and happiness. She walked in front of him and said, "You are here to pick me up."
Ye Jisheng asked: "What did you talk about with that kid just now?"
Jian Zhen said: "Do you really want to know?"
Ye Jisheng sneered: "Why, could it be that you guys talked about something that I can't know."
Jian Zhen thought about it and said, "You may not know this."
Ye Jisheng asked him: "Oh?"
Jane was honest and simple: "He said you are my father."
The air was silent for a moment.
There were people coming and going at the entrance of the academy, and many people's attention was drawn to this side. All they could see was a man in black clothes and a cold face standing in front of a young man in plain robes.
Some cold demonic energy spread out bit by bit.
Jane Zhen said: "But I explained it immediately."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows, his red eyes fell on him, and asked with interest: "How do you explain it?"
Jian Zhen said: "I said you are not my dad, but the baby in my belly may call you dad."
Ye Jisheng curled his lips: "You are quite smart."
Jian Zhen's eyes were filled with anger, and she said softly, "I'm not stupid to begin with."
While the two were talking, students gradually came out and looked over here curiously. After all, the two people under the tree, one was wearing the uniform of a low-level school, and the other was wearing the uniform of a demon god, which represented the highest status. These two people who seemed to have no concern at all were now standing together. How could they not attract people's attention?
Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Are you smart enough to be misunderstood by an eight-year-old child?"
Jian Zhen: “…”
Damn it, it really doesn't want to talk to him!
The two walked back while chatting.
I didn’t feel so comfortable going back to the Demon Realm Palace before, but it felt different when I got home from school.
After Jian Zhen returned to the main hall, she threw away her shoes and the schoolbag on her back, then rolled over on the couch. After lying down hugging her little grass pillow, she sighed.
Sure enough, lying down is the most comfortable! !
After he had rested, he found that the whole hall seemed to be unusually quiet. When he stood up, he found Ye Jisheng sitting on a chair not far away. His dark-colored robe with golden curls fell down. The man's handsome profile was expressionless. He was looking at the sect scroll in his hand with an elegant posture.
Jian Zhen suddenly felt that she seemed to have a lot of free time.
So Xiaocao sat up and prepared to find something to do.
Jane Zhen walked over and said, "Can you ask them to prepare a table for me too?"
Ye Jisheng asked him, "What do you want the table for?"
"I have to do my homework." Jian Zhen said with a sense of righteousness: "The teacher also assigned me homework."
Ye Jisheng asked people to bring all the tables and chairs over.
The people from the demon world may not have other advantages, but when it comes to work efficiency and level, they must be very fast. After a while, another jade desk was brought in.
Jane Zhen asked curiously, "Why is it different from your table?"
Ye Jisheng said, "My desk is made of red dragon bones. Do you want to hunt another dragon?"
Jian Zhen: "...I don't think I need it that much anymore."
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows without comment.
Jian Zhen spread out the books she was going to use, and then began to practice writing big characters. As she wrote, she said, "Today I was chatting with the child next to me. He said that every time after school, when he was doing his homework, his mother and father would be very angry when they checked his homework. I never thought that being a parent is so difficult."
Ye Jisheng sneered and said, "If it were me, I would never get angry over such a small matter."
Jian Zhen nodded and said, "Yeah, you definitely don't care."
The homework assigned by the teacher was to write big characters.
Jian Zhen wrote on a few pieces of paper with a brush, shook off the ink, and felt quite confident. He turned to the man behind him and said, "Can you sign for me?"
Ye Jisheng: "What?"
"When the teacher assigned the homework, he said that after the work is completed, relatives must sign it." Jian Zhen said, "I only have you."
I don’t know what sentence made Ye Jisheng in a good mood.
The Demon God put down the book in his hand and stretched out his hand to Jian Zhen, saying, "Give it to me."
Confident Xiaocao handed over the big characters he had just written, and the Demon God saw characters he had never seen before, written in a flamboyant and flamboyant manner like dog crawling, some of which were even so blurred that it was impossible to tell what was written.
Ye Jisheng's cold profile was expressionless.
If anyone else saw this scene, they would probably have been so scared that they would kneel on the ground and dare not move.
Only Jian Zhen knew nothing and even asked expectantly: "What do you think?"
Ye Jisheng looked at the words and laughed angrily: "Is this the homework you wrote and want to hand it in to the teacher and sign your name?"
Jian Zhen finally realized that something was wrong. After all, whenever Ye Jisheng laughed like this in the past, someone was bound to be in trouble. Now there was no one else in the hall, so it was obvious that the person who was going to be in trouble would be him if he was not mistaken.
Look at the words on the paper.
Jian Zhen pursed her lips, feeling a little aggrieved, and raised her eyes cautiously and said, "Is it written very, very badly?"
The thin and fair young man looked like wilted grass at this moment.
Ye Jisheng was rarely silent for a moment, and finally put down the paper and said calmly: "It's the Master's fault."
Jian Zhen: “…Ah?”
If someone saw this scene, they would definitely shout "the king is a tyrant", but even if someone really saw it, no one would dare to criticize the devil.
Seeing that Jian Zhen was still a little dazed, Ye Jisheng finally stretched out his hands. The slender, white hands were slightly raised, and the papers that were originally on Jian Zhen's desk flew up without wind, and finally landed on the dragon bone table. Ye Jisheng picked up the ink brush, and vigorous and powerful words appeared on the paper. The words flowed smoothly and were completed in one go, as if they were just like the devil himself.
Flaunting, overbearing, and willful.
After Ye Jisheng finished writing, he put down his pen and saw that Jian was really staring at his words, so he asked, "How is it?"
Jian Zhenyi accidentally told the truth: "I don't understand, what does this word mean?"
Ye Jisheng's face darkened and he sneered.
Jian Zhen said weakly: "I can't read, but you know that."
As if to give him another chance, Ye Jisheng finally said, "This is my name."
Jian really remembered that his clear voice was as pleasant as the wind chimes under the eaves, but with a hint of warmth. He read: "Ye Jisheng?"
After the words fell.
The expression of the person next to him changed. His figure was reflected clearly in his red eyes, but it was as if there was a flame in them, flickering, making it impossible to tell the emotion. He looked dangerous and charming, and when he was silent, he always had the ability to make people uneasy.
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and said, "Do you know that the last time someone dared to call me by my name in front of me was tens of millions of years ago."
Jane Zhen finally reacted.
If you think about it carefully, it is actually true. Even the Immortal Lord has never called it.
So Jian Zhen asked, "Then I am honored. By the way, where is the last person who called your name?"
Ye Jisheng said: "Dead."
Jian Zhen: "...I won't shout anymore."
Ye Jisheng did not take the opportunity to scare him, but just said calmly: "Some people die because they deserve to die."
Jane really didn't know what the necessary connection was between calling out names and damn it.
But the devil does things without any logic.
So Jian Zhen said, "Then I'd better practice calligraphy obediently."
Ye Jisheng said: "Rewrite it. If I give you a signature like this, I'm afraid it will become a laughing stock in the three realms."
Jian Zhen glared at him angrily and said, "If the baby's handwriting is the same as mine in the future, will you not sign it?"
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and smiled, his eyes full of confidence as he said: "If it is my child, he will naturally be as good as me, and his handwriting will naturally be the best."
After hearing this, Xiaocao murmured softly: "It's not certain who it looks like..."
Ye Jisheng looked at him coldly, his red eyes full of danger: "What did you say?"
"No." Jian Zhen quickly sat down at the table. Xiao Cao pretended to be confused: "I said I want to practice calligraphy well and not embarrass you."
Ye Jisheng sneered.
Jian Zhen felt a chill on his back and started writing seriously. However, his energy was limited and he felt a little sleepy after finishing one. He handed it to Ye Jisheng and said, "That's it. I won't write anymore. If my wife calls my parents at that time, I won't care."
Ye Jisheng took the rice paper with the talisman he had drawn on it and asked, "Is this what the Master said he was looking for?"
Jian Zhen nodded and said, "The teacher said that all students who don't have good calligraphy and engraving skills need it."
Ye Jisheng curled his lips when he heard this. He picked up the pen on the table and slowly wrote his name at the end. He said calmly, "Then take it. If the teacher finds it problematic."
He put down his pen and looked up at him.
He said slowly: "Then I will go to see him in person."
Jian Zhen: “…Okay.”
After getting the signature, Jian Zhen finally finished her homework, which put her mind at ease. After the maid brought the jade dew, Jian Zhen drank some and prepared to wash up and go to bed.
There is a hot spring behind the Demon Palace in Wanjie Mountain.
The maid led the people to the hot spring and said, "Please take a bath, my lord. These are the clothes we have prepared for you to change into. If you have any instructions, please call us."
Jane really said, "I know."
Originally, the maids wanted to help Jian Zhen wash and dress, but unfortunately Jian Zhen was used to being independent and didn't like being served by others, so he prepared to take a bath by himself. After he soaked in the pool, the warm water surrounded him, relaxing his body and mind.
After soaking for a while.
Jian Zhen got up from the hot spring pool and prepared to put on his clothes, which were originally cut according to his size.
But now when I put it on.
Jian Zhen was somewhat surprised to find that some of his clothes were a little tight, especially around the waist. He felt a tight sensation when putting on his underwear. He touched his stomach and found that his originally flat belly was already showing some ups and downs.
Because of the clothes problem, Jane Zhen struggled in there for a long time.
The maid outside asked with some concern: "My Lord, is there anything wrong?"
Jian Zhen quickly said, "No, nothing happened."
The more this happened, the more nervous he became. He wanted to put his clothes on quickly, but the clothes were too tight and uncomfortable. He couldn't fasten the ropes at the back. It was even more difficult as he was not very good at putting on such clothes. It would have been fine if he hadn't panicked. In his panic, he actually unbuttoned the clothes incorrectly. He had no choice but to unbutton them all and put them on again.
The hot water from the hot spring blew up gently.
Jian Zhen's clothes were half-taken off, the curtain outside was opened, and someone walked in.
The man who had not had time to put on his clothes made eye contact with the man who came in. The young man's fair back was clearly visible, and because he had just finished soaking in the hot spring water, it was still a little pink. His loose hair fell behind him, covering some parts of his body, which made people imagine more. Mist spread around the hot spring, and the man standing by the pool had some helplessness in his eyes.
Ye Jisheng asked: "What are you doing?"
Jian Zhen was about to cry but had no tears: "I can't wear my clothes anymore..."
Ye Jisheng was rarely silent.
The omnipotent demon god encountered too many things he had never imagined after getting along with Jian Zhen. Just like he would never have thought that one day he would be troubled because a person could not wear clothes.
Ye Jisheng came over and asked, "Where can't I wear it?"
Jian Zhen realized it belatedly and tried to cover herself up, saying, "I haven't put on my clothes yet."
Ye Jisheng asked impatiently: "Would I still come in if you were dressed properly?"
It seems reasonable.
But it seems like something is not right.
Ye Jisheng looked at the clothes in his hands and said, "What's wrong with wearing it?"
Jian Zhen had already put on his pants. He was wearing a silver brocade shirt. His voice was soft and a little helpless: "Here's the waist."
Ye Jisheng compared his clothes and said, "It's too small."
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Jian Zhen quickly said, "Never mind their business. It seems that I have gained some weight recently."
Ye Jisheng put down his hand and said, "You are three or four months pregnant now. It is normal for your waist to be a little bigger. Tomorrow I will have someone come to measure your clothes again."
Jian Zhen grasped the key point of the question. He asked, "What about today?"
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "Just wear my own clothes for today."
So Jian Zhen got the Demon God's shirt. It was a cloud brocade shirt, but the pattern inside was very unique, with a faint golden edge.
Jian Zhen suddenly froze.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Jisheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jian Zhen looked at the shirt and thought of the time several months ago when he fainted in the woods outside Tianshui City and woke up wearing a shirt that didn't belong to him. The shirt he was wearing seemed to have the same texture! !
Xiaocao was shocked.
Xiaocao's heart was churning violently.
Could it be that the person that night was really the devil?
Jane Zhen asked, "Is this dress unique to you?"
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "This dress of mine was designed by me personally, and then provided by the embroiderer of the demon clan. No one else in the Three Realms will own it."
Jian Zhen's head suddenly buzzed. At this moment, he was surprised, but more importantly, he felt that the dust had settled.
It really looks like the devil's baby.
Ye Jisheng asked him, "What are you standing there for?"
"No." Jian Zhen shook her head gently, sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the baby really wanted you to sign the homework."
Ye Jisheng frowned: "What did you say?"
Jian Zhen came back to her senses and said quickly, "Nothing, I, I'm going to change my clothes, turn around and don't look!"
Ye Jisheng sneered, his red eyes fell on him, and he said disdainfully: "What is there to hide? Isn't the person who slept with me at night..."
"Oh, hurry up, or I'll miss the time to drink the jade dew!"
Day 2
After having his waist measured by the demon tribe's embroiderer early in the morning, Jian Zhen went to school happily. As the saying goes, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, and this time it was much easier for him to find his class.
The students in the class arrived very quickly.
Jane Zhen just sat down.
The blond kid next door came over and said excitedly, "You...you..."
Jian Zhen tilted her head in confusion: "Me what?"
"You, was it really the Demon Lord who came to pick you up yesterday?" The yellow-haired child's face was full of admiration: "He was our Demon Lord."
Jian Zhen smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not."
The yellow-haired child said, "The Demon God has always been a hero to all of us demon people. My mother and teacher have been telling us about the Demon God's fight against the three realms of ghosts and gods since we were young."
Jane Zhen asked curiously, "What's that?"
The yellow-haired kid looked shocked: "Don't you know?"
Jane really shook her head.
The yellow-haired kid used his tender voice to tell the history of the demons before class started: "Back then, we were the most humble race in the Three Realms. We lived in the driest and hottest place. Most of the demons lived in extremely difficult and poor conditions. Many were banished as slaves and had a very hard life."
Jane was really surprised: "There is such a thing."
"My mother said that at that time, the immortals and demons were the largest races in the Three Realms." The yellow-haired child had indignation on his face: "They enslaved the demons and regarded us as the lowest bloodline, killing us at will."
Jian Zhen frowned. He had never experienced this, nor was he a member of the demon clan, but when he heard this, he felt somewhat reluctant: "What happened next? Did you resist?"
The yellow-haired kid said, "The people of the Immortal Clan know magic, have spiritual energy and resources, and the people of the Demon Clan are even more powerful. We resisted, but every time we only suffered many casualties."
Jian Zhen said: "What happened next?"
When the yellow-haired kid said this, his eyes lit up, and his frail body burst out with a strong sense of belief: "Later, there was a prophecy in the world that a demon god would appear in our demon tribe and save all the demon people, so that we would no longer be enslaved and suffer."
Jian Zhen was infected by his excitement and smiled unconsciously: "Is it Master Demon?"
The yellow-haired kid nodded!
When it came to this, Jian Zhen seemed to suddenly understand why there were rumors in the three realms that the Demon God was bloodthirsty and aggressive, and cold-blooded and ruthless, but all the people in the Demon Realm were not afraid of him, and everyone loved their monarch.
So that's how it is.
It turned out that it was because he did it. His appearance saved thousands of suffering demons from the sea of fire.
He understands too.
Why does the Demon Lord always look so scary and difficult to mess with? Because all three realms should know that the demons are no longer at the mercy of others, and they will no longer be bullied.
The yellow-haired kid said excitedly, "So, you are really the wife of the Demon Lord, our future Lord?"
Jian Zhen looked at his sincere eyes, smiled gently, and said honestly: "Not yet."
The child paused, a little disappointed.
Jian Zhen touched his head and said, "But the Demon God is indeed a very good person."
actually.
He knew a long time ago that how bad could a person be if he could talk to a blade of grass and take care of it?
So he was not afraid of him.
Ye Jisheng was always fierce and mean, but he had never hurt him. No matter how badly people outside said about him, Jian Zhen always understood that Ye Jisheng was good to him, so he had to acknowledge this kindness.
The yellow-haired kid cheered up again. He said, "Of course! The damn immortals and demons deliberately set up the Conferred God Array to harm Lord Demon. When we grow up, we will also protect Lord Demon. The rest of us kids all think the same. We want to be the bravest demon warriors. When we see Lord Demon, we will tell him!"
Jane was really stunned.
This was the first time that he found that he seemed to not understand this place where he had lived for a hundred years.
He also doesn't know the person next to him.
However, it should not be too late. As long as life goes on, he will know one day.
evening
As expected.
When Ye Jisheng came again, he was almost seen by the group of children. Jian Zhen was overwhelmed when he thought of the spectacular scene at that time. He took Ye Jisheng's hand and said, "Hurry up and leave. Don't let anyone see you."
The Demon Lord picked it up and said in a very noble and cold manner: "Why?"
Jian Zhen choked up and said, "It would be terrible if they knew that my relative is you."
Ye Jisheng sneered: "Why, this deity cannot be seen?"
"That's not what I meant!" Jian Zhen glared at him angrily and said, "Then others will definitely pester me to talk about you every day. I still want to study hard..."
Ye Jisheng said calmly: "Tell the truth."
Jian Zhen: "...Well, my academic performance is too poor. It would be so embarrassing if I used your name."
Ye Jisheng curled his lips and smiled.
Jane was really angry and said, "What are you laughing at?"
Ye Jisheng walked slowly and said nonchalantly: "I don't care about these things. As long as you don't play bothersome in the academy, you don't have to worry about anything else."
Jian Zhen was stunned, and Xiaocao was speechless: "How can I be that kind of grass!"
Ye Jisheng raised his eyebrows but did not comment.
Jian Zhen suddenly became curious and said, "If I really meet someone, will you agree?"
Ye Jisheng didn't say anything. The man's red eyes looked particularly dangerous in the afterglow of the setting sun. He curled his lips and said slowly: "You can try..."
Jane Zhen's back suddenly felt cold.
Xiao Cao's desire to survive made him quickly say: "My classmates are all children, how is it possible?"
It's impossible to say.
In fact, Jian Zhen also felt that such a thing would definitely not happen, but what he did not expect was that because he was a lower grade student and finished school early, and Ye Jisheng appeared in disguise again, so no one knew his identity.
But Xiaocao has a pretty face and a gentle personality, the type that many young demons admire.
So.
One afternoon during the break after class, Jian Zhen was stopped in the corridor by a young demon who was a few years older than him. The man was a very young demon with dark skin, but very strong. Demons were always open-minded and enthusiastic.
Under the setting sun in the afternoon, the young man had some anticipation on his face and took the initiative: "Hello, are you married?"
Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment, then shook her head hesitantly.
The young man immediately smiled and said, "That's great!"
Before Jian Zhen had time to speak, the young man took out a jade pendant from his bosom, put it in his hand and said, "This is my token of love. I give it to you. Let's be friends."
When demons like someone, they will first send a token of their affection that is imbued with their own aura.
Seeing this, Jian Zhen quickly said, "I can't accept it. Please take it back."
The young man said somewhat disappointedly: "Do you have someone you like?"
Jian Zhen wasn't sure if he had any, but he knew he couldn't accept anything from the person in front of him, so he could only say gently, "Sorry, I can't take your things."
So gentle.
I have never seen such a lovely person.
The demon youth's heart was burning with excitement again. He said, "It's okay. Although we are not destined to be together, you can accept the token as a souvenir. Even if you have someone you like, if he finds out and dares to bully you in the future, let him come to me. I am not someone you want to mess with!"
Jian Zhen blinked: "...Ah, really, really?"
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