"What, are you afraid I'll marry someone else besides you?" Xihe looked up at him, the smile on her lips seemingly carrying a hint of mockery.
It was as if they were laughing at him for being so disdainful of the Demon Queen's position and unwilling to marry her just a second ago, but now he was being hypocritical, pretending to refuse while actually welcoming her.
"You can rest assured, I haven't found anyone as interesting as you. You probably can't find many kids like you even if you search the whole world."
"Besides, all these wedding dresses were custom-made to your size; no one else could fit into them. Your worries are completely unnecessary."
Xihe spoke so fluently to herself that Jimo Fan couldn't find a gap to interject.
Finally, he simply gave up trying to outdo him and lowered his head, preparing to randomly point to a piece of clothing to wear.
But looking around, almost all the clothes that Xihe brought out were of the type with heavy craftsmanship.
The embroidery stitches are fine and dense, the mythical beast patterns are lifelike, and the jewelry and jade are inlaid to the brim, making it almost look like a walking kaleidoscope just by looking at it.
"Don't you have any simpler styles?" He withdrew his hand.
"It's more beautiful when it's covered in flowers." Xihe casually picked up a piece of clothing next to her and held it up to Ji Mofan to show it off.
"Look, it suits you perfectly." He seemed very satisfied.
Ji Mo Fan, however, did not think so.
To match such a magnificent gown, he will certainly be dressed in equally heavy jewelry to avoid making the overall look top-heavy.
But he really couldn't stand this kind of thing.
"...Whatever you want." Ji Mofan finally gave in, fiddling with the Immortal-Locking Chains on his body. "Then unlock these for me."
"It's too heavy. It would be too tiring for me to support the entire Dao Couple Ceremony with the strength of a mortal."
This time, Xihe didn't hesitate at all.
But the condition was that he was forced to wear all the wedding clothes one by one and show them to him.
Ji Mofan finally chose the lightest piece of clothing.
Even the lightest one feels like carrying several kilograms of sandbags when you wear it.
If anything could be more frustrating for him than repeatedly practicing alchemy without getting anywhere, it was encountering Xihe, who inexplicably loved dressing him up in elaborate costumes, after that incident.
Xihe looked somewhat disappointed, but she didn't force him to accept her aesthetic preferences.
He put away the other clothes, instructed the maid to tie up Ji Mofan's hair, and then left the room.
During this period, Chen Xing was the one who served Ji Mo Fan closely.
Ji Mo Fan doesn't like to delegate most things, and the things he most often troubles Chen Xing with are just relaying messages and asking for directions.
Although they are said to provide close service, most of the time they just stand at the door like gatekeepers.
This is probably the first time in so many days that Chenxing has been so close to Jimo Fan.
He felt slender fingertips passing through his hair, and those hands were trembling slightly.
"Nervous?" Ji Mofan looked at Chen Xing standing behind him through the glass mirror in front of him.
Chen Xing's face remained expressionless as always, except that her lips were tightly pressed together, and her raven-feather-like eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, obscuring the emotions in her eyes.
“Your Majesty is pleased,” she said.
But her fingertips were still trembling, and she even dropped the hair crown when she tried to tie it up with it.
The expected shattering sound did not occur. Ji Mofan raised his hand and returned the hair ornament to Chen Xing.
Chen Xing took a deep breath and quickly took the jade crown back from Ji Mofan's hand, being so careful that he didn't even touch his sleeve.
Ji Mofan turned his gaze back and stared blankly at the gold embroidery on his collar in the mirror.
Chen Xing secretly pressed her chest while taking the opportunity.
Oh my god, I almost burst out laughing! What should I do? What should I do? Will the Empress think she's an unreliable maid? No! Please don't replace her!
Being able to witness the daily interactions between the Venerable One and the Venerable One up close is a job she wouldn't trade for even a handsome male furnace. She'd fight anyone who tries to take it from her!
As expected, her initial judgment was correct. His Majesty chose His Majesty from among so many offerings to keep her by his side. This was fate, destiny!
and......
Chen Xing secretly raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Ji Mo Fan's reflection in the mirror before immediately lowering her gaze and staring at the strands of hair in her hand, counting them one by one.
The Empress's face is so beautiful, especially her eyes. She looks so gentle when she doesn't make any expression, but the moment she opens her mouth, she completely shatters that gentle appearance, becoming so cold that she keeps everyone at arm's length. The contrast is amazing!
But even such a revered empress, who doesn't give anyone a second glance, can tolerate the venerable one's various acts of insolence in front of him. What else could this be but love?
Isn't this more interesting than the storytelling performances by the storyteller in the teahouse outside?
Who says working in the Demon Palace is dangerous? This job is fantastic!
Ji Mo Fan couldn't hear how turbulent the emotions of the maid behind him were.
He simply lowered his eyes and pondered how to extricate himself from the Daoist Couple Ceremony today.
Since the day she announced in the main hall that she would bestow upon him the title of Demon Queen, Xihe, though she didn't say it aloud, kept a close eye on him in her actions.
Only when it is certain that he cannot even leave the room will the Immortal Lock Chain on his waist be temporarily removed.
The official reason was that he had consumed a whole bottle of Spirit Dispersing Pills in front of everyone, and it would probably be inappropriate for people to see that he still had spiritual energy aura when he went out again.
But it is undeniable that he was effectively placed under house arrest, which prevented him from even seeing the people in the west wing.
It would be inconvenient to talk to them if we met, so it's better not to go at all.
He was actually still somewhat concerned about whether Lin Ju'an had been injured in the main hall that day.
However, at least there is Ning Weisheng. Although his character is questionable in some aspects, he is not the type to intentionally neglect his fellow disciples.
The phrase "hypocritical and sanctimonious" is very fitting to describe him.
Moreover, Xihe did not launch any excessive attacks on them that day; it was just demonic pressure. Normally, they wouldn't need any special treatment and could just adjust their breathing.
After finishing the hairstyling, Chen Xing turned to Ji Mofan's side to prepare for the next step: the makeup.
Seeing Ji Mofan's face up close, she couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.
I don't know how to describe it, but it just looks so irresistible.
She held the brush smeared with rouge, but hesitated for several seconds, unable to figure out how to draw it.
If you trace back the history of the demon realm, there were once many demon queens.
Regardless of whether the Demon Lord is male or female, they often prefer to place a female cultivator behind them as the Demon Queen, resulting in very few male costumes available for reference.
Chen Xing hesitated on how to be both in accordance with etiquette and suitable for Ji Mo Fan's appearance.
She was so conflicted she was practically fuming, but thankfully Ji Mofan was also sitting there in a daze and didn't urge her on.
The strange silence between the two lasted until someone knocked on the door.
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