Figures swayed behind the screen, and the sound of rushing water could be heard. Xihe tried hard to make up his mind several times but did not have the courage to go in. It was not until Shaoheng became impatient that he slowly walked around the screen...
The water vapor is thick, and the young man lies on his back by the pool with his eyes closed, his muscles are clearly defined, and the mermaid line is hidden in the water——
Xihe quickly looked away, his face flushed, and he exposed his breasts in front of outsiders. Where was his masculine virtue?
"What are you doing standing still? Come here." Shaoheng lazily opened his eyelids, his red eyes fixed on her, and the contours of his face were still cold and hard.
Xihe snorted and refused to move. What the hell was he doing... Suddenly a water chain suddenly hooked her waist, and before she could exclaim, she fell into the water with a 'plop'.
She waved her arms wildly, grabbed the person and climbed up, lying on his arm trying to cough.
"Ahem, you, what are you doing?!" She stared at him with tears in her eyes.
Shaoheng's eyes were deep, and Xihe suddenly shut up, turned away unnaturally, and pushed the arm around his waist: "Let go." Instead of pushing away, he tightened it even more.
She felt bad, she was powerless now... Shaoheng suddenly pushed her away.
"Rub my back."
she:? ? ?
A quarter of an hour later, Xihe stood behind Shaoheng, fussing and trying his best to wipe away the old man's old dirt. What's the ambiguity? What's the blushing heartbeat? Damn it all, she's just a back rub girl now!
The skin under the palm is tight and contains strong explosive power, but at this moment it is like a docile tiger, closing its eyes and letting her knead it into a round shape.
Seeing that his eyes were closed, Xihe gradually became distracted and looked up and down. His facial features were still so handsome, his eyelashes were so long, his shoulders were broad, well, his waist was so thin...
Shaoheng stood up suddenly, splashed into the pool, stepped forward, and stood on the shore.
Xihe held the handkerchief and stayed where he was.
Shaoheng left without looking back.
Xihe was confused for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out and just ignored it. He washed himself clean happily and put on his clothes. When he came out, there was no Shaoheng in the hall.
Because she was brought into the palace by His Majesty's command. Although she did not explain her identity, everyone felt that she was unusual.
The steward carefully asked her what she wanted to eat, and ordered a large table of delicacies and wine containing spiritual energy to be brought up. Xihe was satisfied with her meal, but when she was halfway through the meal, it was announced outside the door that Mrs. Hua had arrived.
Mrs. Hua?
Before Xihe could react, a woman in red walked into the hall.
The woman was tall and extremely beautiful. A pair of black eyes glanced at her, and her face suddenly darkened: "Who allowed you to be here? Get out."
Xihe: ...very good, very her style, really beautiful and ruthless.
She looked at this woman with great interest. She looked really similar. If she didn't know her own family affairs, even if she stood in front of her, she wouldn't be able to tell the difference between the real and the fake.
No wonder Shaoheng retreated.
However, she was still unhappy, very unhappy!
In other words, ever since she heard the news, she had been so irritable that she wanted to kill someone. He dared to take her identity and run in front of Shaoheng openly. She was really impatient.
Xihe smiled and said: "Your Majesty left me here. If you are unhappy, go to him."
The woman was furious: "I am your wife, how dare you contradict me, come here, drag her out and kill her!"
The people around me looked at each other, and they were very embarrassed. One of them was someone who was even an enemy of the cultivating world, and the other was brought into the palace under his personal orders, and they were in the same bathroom for an hour... Any one of them, They can't afford to offend.
The woman's face turned darker and darker, but Xihe was happy and stood up: "It's getting late. I'm going to rest. Madam, take care of yourself."
Turning around, he slowly entered the apse - that is your Majesty's sleeping quarters!
The woman was furious and slashed a rainbow light with her sword: "Bitch, how dare you!"
Xihe didn't expect that she would really dare to take action, and couldn't help but reflect on the impression she gave others that she was so impulsive, killing at will? Didn't you teach them properly before sending them here?
The sword light approached, she raised her hand gently, a sharp light appeared, and the sword broke inch by inch.
The woman was shocked and looked at her in shock, and then her face became even more ugly. The others blinked, but they didn't expect this unknown woman to be so strong, and they didn't know where the Lord got it from.
At this moment, there was movement at the door, and everyone turned their heads. The thick night was behind the man, his red eyes were deep, the pressure was irresistible, and the expression on his face was difficult to distinguish.
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." They all knelt down.
The woman tried hard to straighten the expression on her face, and rushed over aggrievedly: "Shaoheng!"
Xihe stood still, looking at Shaoheng, and he was also looking at her.
"..."
She restrained her casualness and became serious.
At this moment, she was sure that Shaoheng knew her identity very well.
She didn't know what he was thinking before, but now, the things she had deceived him, the stripped heart, leaving without saying goodbye, the news of her death, suddenly appeared in front of him, and the ability to kill people with just a raise of her hand...
Shaoheng moved, Xihe pursed his lips unconsciously and took a step back subconsciously.
The woman noticed something was wrong and grabbed him hurriedly: "Shaoheng, it's me." Shaoheng paused, grabbed her neck, the woman's eyes widened, "Shaoheng, what are you doing, if you really like She, then, I don’t care about that.”
Shaoheng finally looked at her: "Do you really think so?"
The woman nodded with difficulty and smiled ugly: "Yes, yes."
"What a pity." With a click and twist, the woman suddenly became silent and fell limply to the ground.
Shaoheng waved his sleeves casually: "Throw it out and feed it to the dogs."
"Yes." The guard stepped forward and carried the person out of the hall. The steward, maid, and others also bowed their eyebrows and exited, and the hall fell silent instantly.
Shaoheng walked steadily, approached Xihe, and stopped.
Xihe stared at him blankly, replaying in his mind the scene where he killed someone just now without blinking an eye. It wasn't that he couldn't accept it, it was just that things had changed and he had really changed.
"...Does the dinner suit your appetite?" he asked.
For a moment, Xihe saw an imperceptible tension in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, it disappeared without a trace.
"...fit," she said.
Shaoheng passed her and walked towards the back hall: "Then let's arrange it."
He was already tall, but he got a lot taller after becoming the Demon Lord. Xihe had to stand on tiptoes to undress for him. Fortunately, he didn't bother her anymore. She raised her hand when asked to raise her hand, and bent down when asked to bend down... Solution Take off the belt and put it into the cage.
A warm body pressed against him, and Xihe froze for a moment, his whole body enveloped by his aura.
The night was thick, and candles and dragon lanterns were lit at the four corners of the hall, flickering faintly. She could not see his expression, but felt his strong emotions, forbearance, depression, and a trace of pain.
His neck suddenly felt wet. Xihe stared blankly at the eaves bell of the Demon Palace, and finally felt a hint of pain.
"If you blame me, then blame me. I did something wrong."
"Cheng Fan said that I was dead. I was actually very angry. How could he decide my life and death at will? Who is he? But I still listened to him and left the Demon Palace. I want to see if you really mean it. If you don't leave me...you send someone to take me into the palace, I am happy and conflicted, but more happy."
"I think I'd rather stay with you a little longer."
"Shaoheng."
"Do you blame me?"
