Feng Qingcheng slept for three days.
She was exhausted after those three days.
It turns out that she was also cultivating diligently while sleeping, and in the past few days, she has made some crazy progress.
When she finally woke up, her whole body felt like it had been run over by a car.
But her level made her burst out laughing.
Her current level is nine stars of the Profound Saint, only one star away from becoming a Profound God!
"Master, I'm really powerful now too!"
"And me too."
"And us too."
Several of her spirit pets showed off to her.
Just as Feng Qingcheng was about to get up, she was already floating up.
This is so awesome!
Actions have surpassed ideas.
Feng Qingcheng tried her trick of retrieving objects from a distance, and she actually succeeded.
"Hey, where did my basket go?"
"This is a delicacy that the Demon King personally prepared for the Demon Queen, where has it gone?"
Who is it?
Feng Qingcheng was shocked to discover that retrieving nearby items remotely would bring back the delicious food that Long Moyuan had prepared for her. She was so startled that she quickly returned it.
Long Moyuan really hasn't changed his ways. Does he really enjoy cooking for himself that much?
"This delicious food has suddenly reappeared out of nowhere. Is some venerable being playing a trick on us?"
"Luckily it was returned. Let's hurry and send it to the Demon Queen, otherwise, if the food is gone, our heads will be in danger."
Feng Qingcheng overheard the conversation of the palace maids outside and was immediately at her wits' end.
"Demon Queen, this is a delicacy personally prepared by the Demon King. He instructed me to bring it to you for your enjoyment."
Several palace maids came in, first paying their respects to her, and then displaying a basket of delicacies.
Feng Qingcheng was still a little confused, after all, this title was quite strange.
The devil, the devil.
Is Long Moyuan the Demon King, and she the Demon Queen?
She snapped out of her reverie and smiled. "Thank the Demon King for me. By the way, what's he busy with?"
"After returning to the Demon Realm, the Demon King is dealing with some memorials from the Demon Clan. He said he would work overtime to finish them as soon as possible, and then return to the Human Realm with you. Please give him two more days."
"Okay, thank you."
Since he's so busy, he still has time to cook. I don't even know what to say about him.
Should she tell him the truth, "Long Moyuan, your cooking is terrible"?
That seems too hurtful, that's not good.
Discouraging him will make it harder for him to do housework in the future.
The palace maids felt that the Demon Queen was very approachable, so they withdrew from the palace.
Feng Qingcheng released several spirit pets.
"The delicious food made by Long Moyuan is a reward for you."
Upon hearing this, the spirit pets were so frightened that they fled in panic.
“Master, you can keep the delicious food made by His Highness Prince An for yourself.”
"Yes, yes, we won't argue with you, lest we displease Your Highness."
"Master, this is a lovingly prepared treat. Please enjoy it while we go play."
The little spirit pets looked as if a great calamity was about to befall them.
Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Is it really that terrifying?"
She was met with silence.
Even she herself found it terrifying.
Feng Qingcheng looked at the table full of delicacies again and sighed once more.
Long Moyuan, Grandpa Long, could you please stop cooking? Thank you so much!
She took a piece of chestnut cake and forced herself to eat it.
Is this a packet of sugar and a piece of pastry?
It's so sweet it's sickening.
Feng Qingcheng ate a piece of pastry and drank several bowls of water to wash it down; she was about to vomit it all up.
Long Moyuan, you are truly talented.
"Ah Cheng, you're finally awake! Oh, you're actually enjoying a meal?"
Nanfeng rushed in and was overjoyed to see that she was awake. He was even more excited when he saw the delicious food on the table.
He's hungry.
Following behind him were Jiang Yuebai and Xiao Wangyou, who shared the same thoughts.
"Everyone's here, let's sit down and eat together." Feng Qingcheng smiled at the group.
It's been a few days, and everyone's cultivation has improved significantly. That's good.
The group of friends were overjoyed.
The food on this table was so beautifully presented that it made their mouths water.
"Ah Cheng, did you make this?" Nanfeng was almost bursting with excitement.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Yes, I made it."
Long Moyuan is practically her, so it makes perfect sense that she made this feast.
Upon hearing this, the three friends immediately started fighting over the food.
When Ah Cheng makes a move, it's bound to be something extraordinary.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and looked at the group: "Eat slowly, don't worry about choking. There's a whole table of food, enough for you all."
The group stuffed food into their mouths.
But when I chewed it (￣～￣), it tasted weird.
I feel nauseous, but I'm too embarrassed to vomit.
This was made by Ah Cheng; they are so lucky to be able to eat it.
Feng Qingcheng noticed their unusual behavior and explained, "I added some medicinal herbs that are helpful for cultivation. They may not taste very good, so please bear with it. As the saying goes, 'No pain, no gain.'"
So it turns out they added medicinal herbs.
Ah Cheng's elixirs are absolutely amazing!
They've advanced several levels in the past few days thanks to a pill she gave them.
They originally thought they would be devastated if they helped Long Moyuan cultivate, but unexpectedly, they turned misfortune into blessing.
No matter how unpalatable Acheng's medicine is, I have to take it.
Nobody would turn down their own welfare.
"tasty."
"tasty."
"It's so delicious."
The three friends fought even harder than before.
They all adopted a "ready to die" attitude.
Feng Qingcheng felt a pang of heartache at the sight.
"You don't need to force yourselves."
"No pressure."
"tasty."
"A delicacy of the world."
Feng Qingcheng: "..."
Finally, she watched as the group devoured a table full of 'delicacies' that even pigs wouldn't touch, like madmen.
"Ah Cheng, is there any more?"
Feng Qingcheng sighed, rubbing her forehead.
Even though they felt like throwing up, they desperately swallowed it down.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't bear it, so she took the advancement pills and tricked them into eating them, saying they were digestive medicine, and also gave them spiritual water to drink.
Feeling a subtle sense of advancement in their physical abilities, the group bid farewell and hurried off to cultivate.
The trip to the Demon Realm was a huge success.
Feng Qingcheng looked at the table full of CDs and found it unbelievable.
Finally, to put Long Moyuan's mind at ease, she specially ordered several palace maids to remove the plates.
"Great! The Demon King said that the Demon Queen had been sleeping for several days and must be so hungry that she could eat a whole cow. And it's true."
"The Demon King really dotes on the Demon Queen."
"Yes, the current Demon King is loyal and righteous, but it's a pity he wants to return to the human race."
"It is said that the Demon King is already choosing a successor. I wonder which of the princesses will be chosen."
"Those princesses are all wicked, I don't like any of them."
"Yes, no matter who comes to power, they will only be like the former Demon King."
"It is even worse than that."
"Sigh, I really hope the current Demon King won't leave and will stay in the Demon Realm forever."
...
Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but frown as she listened to the conversation of the palace maids.
Now her hearing is getting better and better. Even if there are several walls in between, she can hear clearly if she wants to.
She never expected that in just a few days, Long Moyuan would not only have dealt with several princesses, but he would also have won the hearts of the demons.
However, his heart seems to lean towards the human race.
Actually, there's nothing wrong with the demon race. She didn't want him to return to the human race and face strange looks, so she was willing to stay in the demon race forever to be with him.
Feng Qingcheng wanted to see him.
No sooner had he finished thinking than he was sent flying.
this……
Feng Qingcheng felt that she needed to control herself better in the future.
Otherwise, they would act on their thoughts without actually doing anything.
That would make you impatient.
Before long, she arrived at Long Moyuan's study.
At this very moment, Long Moyuan is reviewing memorials.
The former Demon King left behind too many problems that need to be solved.
He wanted to finish his work overtime these next few days and then choose one of the princesses to succeed him as Demon King.
He smelled the fragrance that belonged to Acheng.
He smiled.
"Ah Cheng, what brings you here?"
Despite wearing an invisibility cloak, Feng Qingcheng was pulled into Long Moyuan's arms.
Feng Qingcheng felt that this guy's demonic cultivation had reached a level where he could rival immortals.
"I missed you." Feng Qingcheng wrapped her arms around his neck, her smile radiant.
She really missed him.
Long Moyuan touched her nose with his: "Then show me how much you miss me."
She had been cultivating in her sleep for the past few days, so he didn't want to disturb her.
I could only numb myself by working so I wouldn't think about her.
Feng Qingcheng looked at his sexy, full lips, swallowed hard, and finally kissed him without hesitation.
She slowly traced the shape of his lips, and finally curled his tongue, sucking the nectar from his mouth.
"Ah Cheng is getting better and better." Long Moyuan had no mind to review the memorials anymore, and his breathing became rapid.
Feng Qingcheng smiled: "My husband has trained you well."
Long Moyuan held her tightly, eventually turning the tables and quickly conquering her territory.
Feng Qingcheng quickly brought him into the space.
Thank goodness they have a personal space; otherwise, if someone were to intrude and witness their intimate moments, it would be incredibly embarrassing.
"No, I still have important things to do."
This time, it was actually Long Moyuan who took the initiative to stop.
Feng Qingcheng looked at him with a charming smile: "Husband, isn't my business more important?"
This is terrible.
Long Moyuan suppressed his emotions: "Acheng is naturally the most important, and that's why I don't want to waste time. I just want to finish things here as soon as possible, and then live happily ever after with Acheng. Be good, once I finish my business, I promise I'll make sure you can get out of bed in a month."
Feng Qingcheng's face flushed.
Long Moyuan bit his finger hard.
The pain of the blood suppressed the emotions within him.
"Ah Cheng, you should get some rest."
After saying that, he quickly kissed her and then left the room in a flash.
He was afraid that if he hesitated even a second longer, he wouldn't be able to bear leaving.
Feng Qingcheng sighed. This guy would rather use pain to suppress the internal turmoil within him. She didn't know what to say.
He didn't know that while he was hurt, she felt the pain in her heart.
Feng Qingcheng extracted some blood-drawing herbs from her spatial storage.
Then I bandaged him from a distance.
Long Moyuan was reviewing memorials when his injured finger was suddenly bandaged.
He smiled gently and touched the bow on his wound: "I never expected Ah Cheng's cultivation to be so advanced."
Feng Qingcheng appeared from the space: "We must catch up with A Yuan's pace."
He used to say this to her all the time.
Now that the roles have reversed, Long Moyuan feels incredibly heavy-hearted.
In his view, he was not good enough for her.
She was so beautiful, while he was a hybrid of human and demon, a monster that neither the human nor the demon race was allowed to exist.
The reason these demons adore him now is because they don't know his identity. If they did, they would definitely impeach him, wouldn't they?
“Ah Yuan, why don’t I help you review the memorials?” Feng Qingcheng asked, looking at him.
She didn't want him to work too hard.
Long Moyuan asked, "Is Acheng interested?"
"Of course, I'm just afraid you'll say I'm involved in politics."
Long Moyuan smiled: "Acheng cares about me and shares my burdens, so how could I think that way? Besides, Acheng is exceptionally intelligent and will definitely be able to help me."
"Does this mean they agree?"
Long Moyuan gently touched her nose: "I'm afraid that if Acheng is here, he will distract me and make it impossible for me to properly review the memorials."
"That's easy. After I finish approving one, you have to finish one too, otherwise I'll get angry."
"You'll bring me bad luck."
"certainly."
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she picked up the memorial.
In fact, she didn't need to flip through the pages; she only needed to use her magic to sense what was written inside, and then she would use magic to annotate each one.
"Ah Yuan, look, it's all fixed now."
"So fast?" Long Moyuan was shocked and quickly flipped through the document. As expected, Acheng's comments were meticulous, even pointing out the grammatical errors.
"Your magic works really well."
"Do you like it? I'll send it to you."
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she grabbed his hand and transferred the blood transfusion to him, regardless of whether he wanted to or not.
"I don't know how much you can learn, but once you learn this magic, you won't be tired from reviewing memorials anymore. People can't bear to see A-Yuan tired."
Long Moyuan hadn't expected that she was still the same innocent and carefree Acheng, holding nothing back from him.
“Ah Cheng, you can’t just pass on your magic to others anymore, not even me.”
"It's so serious, it's making me scared."
"I'm serious."
"Okay, let's try this magic right away."
Long Moyuan nodded.
Using her magic to review memorials proved to be twice as effective with half the effort.
The memorials that were originally expected to take two days and two nights to review were all reviewed in one night with Acheng's help.
Moreover, Acheng's reviews of memorials were even better than his.
Many of her ideas were fresh and exciting, giving him a refreshing feeling.
“Ah Cheng, I think you should be the king of the demon race.”
"What, you want to be my Demon Queen?" Feng Qingcheng teased.
"It is my honor."
Feng Qingcheng nestled into his arms: "By the way, A Yuan, who do you plan to pass the Demon King's throne to?"
Long Moyuan evaluated each of the princesses one by one, then shook his head.
"None of them are good enough."
"And what about their children?"
"Even more so, they inherited their nature, it's too difficult."
"Actually, I think you should continue to be the queen. After all, I think being the demon queen is pretty good."
Long Moyuan asked, "You like being the Demon Queen?"
Feng Qingcheng nodded: "It feels really good to have a bunch of palace maids serving you."
"Then how about I serve you?"
After Long Moyuan finished speaking, he kissed her cherry-red lips.
Ah Cheng, how could I not know that you said such insincere words for my sake?
But how could I selfishly imprison you in the demon realm?
You are so outstanding, you should fly to a wider sky, instead of being imprisoned by this small demon race.
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