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Demon Palace.

While Mrs. Ye was fighting the dragon, Xiao Meiniang had calmed down and came to her bed.

As if she had made a decision, she took out a long box from the hidden door under the bed.

Opening the box, Xiao Meiniang's eyes were a little dazed by the three things lying quietly inside, as if recalling something.

When the Demon Emperor was still there, some of their superficial best friends, in fact, had discussions like little girls in private about the Lord Demon Emperor.

Zhu Yuyan even joined their topic once.

And Zhu Yuyan's words were still fresh in Xiao Meiniang's memory. She said with a hint of resentment: "The devil emperor, the untouchable person, he is easier to get along with than any high-ranking person, and he can even be with the lower class. It seems that he is more approachable to us, but in fact his heart will always belong to himself and will not be changed by anyone.

He accepts your love for him calmly, maybe one day love will turn into hatred, and it will not make him feel turbulent in the end.

His love is passive, I want supreme power, as long as I speak, he can give it to me, Xiao Mei Niang wants revenge hope, as long as she speaks, the devil can give it, Shi Feixuan wants to preserve vitality for Buddhism, even if At this moment, it seems that the devil and the Buddha are incompatible, but I guess that as long as you accompany the king every day, the final result is already doomed.

But no one close to him can get his initiative to show favor and treat him favorably.

Because this is nothing more than his love for me, but in fact, he never needs this love, everything is our wishful thinking, but with such a man by his side, how many women can do it without wishful thinking. "

Xiao Meiniang looked at the two handwritten copies of "King Kong Immortal Art" and "Beiming Divine Art" that were quietly placed in the long box, and couldn't help but refute what Queen Yin said in her heart.

Who said that the Demon Emperor would not treat him favorably.

Xiao Meiniang still remembered that day when she was grinding ink for the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor practiced calligraphy by himself.

He lit the lamp to write down these two secret books, but under his terrified eyes, he handed them to himself calmly: "If someone bullies you, I will not be by your side. You can hand it over to save your life, or practice it yourself. Alive is all hope."

The two cheat books are like projections of the Demon Emperor in the past, causing Xiao Meiniang's eyes to turn red involuntarily, and she doesn't know whether it's because of concern, worry, or grievance.

And on the side of the two secret books, there is a large stack of Xiao Meiniang's collection from the king's side for so long. It is stained with the blood of the devil emperor, but there is no dry white handkerchief.

The azure blue light shone brightly on Xiao Meiniang's delicate and pretty face.

(ps, don't spray on Qinghu, Qinghu is in pain, deleted a few comments yesterday, forgive me... I dare not ask for a subscription, please ask for a recommendation ticket...)

218. When the sun is high, there is another great master in the world (big chapter)

evening.

Luoyang.

It was the end of winter, and the eaves of the Marshal's Mansion were covered with rime.

The snow had stopped, but the half a foot of snow piled up on the mansion covered the whole mansion in plain silver.

gurgling...

On the small stove in the back kitchen, a casserole of lotus seed and lily soup was tumbling and bubbling, white mist was blowing out, and the aroma was tangy.

The young marshal's wife, Bai Qing'er, was wearing gray and white fox fur, sitting on a small stool in front of the stove, with her chin propped on her hands, staring at the sparks jumping in the small red clay stove, dazed.

No one dared to disturb her.

Bai Qing'er was bathed in the winter sunset through the window, her expression was unprecedentedly relaxed and gentle.

In the past two months, she finally let go of all her worries, and concentrated on living a life that she never imagined, housework chores, and cooking soup with bare hands.

In fact, this state of life is more comfortable than she imagined.

After forgetting all the grievances and grievances, all the intrigues, and all the strife in the world, Bai Qing'er felt unprecedentedly relaxed, as if as long as that man was by her side, she would be happy with all the complicated and trivial matters.

This feeling is beyond the material form, and it belongs to the wonderful experience of spiritual integration. Sometimes Bai Qing'er even thanked the Demon Emperor for allowing himself to appear by that person's side, and for being able to change clothes for the king and die for the king.

It seems that his own life and death, the responsibilities he once shouldered, and the status of a saint that he has been thinking about day and night are not so important at this moment.

The thick soup in front of him has already surpassed all perseverance in the past.

Warm sun in winter.

A corner of the back kitchen.

Beauty cooks soup.

Relaxed and beautiful.

Especially the brisk music that suddenly rose up, filling this beautiful scene with an intoxicating hazy feeling.

Plop plop.

Several servants around the back kitchen of the Young Marshal's Mansion were all intoxicated by the beauty and music, and fell to the ground with an intoxicated smile.

In the whole kitchen, Bai Qing'er was the only one sitting on the stool unmoved for a moment, looking at the sunset outside the window without changing her eyes.

suddenly.

Behind her, with a flash of breeze, a graceful figure wearing a black shoulder strap suddenly appeared.

Bai Qing'er remained unmoved, and held the tongs to fiddle with the charcoal fire in the small stove.

"Junior Sister, it's really pleasant."

Wan Wan chuckled behind her.

Only then did Bai Qing'er turn her head, looked at the increasingly domineering Wanwan, and said, "I can't compare to you, Senior Sister. I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are already a queen."

"Ha ha."

Wanwan sneered, without going around the bush, and said bluntly, "Bai Qing'er, you are so courageous!"

Bai Qing'er didn't show any signs of fear, but sighed, and said: "Senior sister, why do you force me into a dead end? Qing'er has already done what should be done for Shengmen, so it's true that you can't let me and Young Master Zhong go?" A horse?"

With a cold expression, Wanwan said, "Didn't I already promise you that after the matter is completed, Kou Zhong will give you whatever you want!"

Bai Qing'er looked at her, and said: "Senior Sister, are you trying to force Qing'er?"

Wanwan looked down at her and said, "The saint is now besieged on all sides, and the world is an enemy. As the Demon Emperor, I cannot tolerate the existence of any unstable factors."

Bai Qing'er has Bai Qing'er's difficulties, and Wan Wan naturally has her scruples as well.

The current Bai Qing'er has ignored the order of the Holy Gate for two full months.

Earlier, it was just an order to disintegrate Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, all kinds of prevarications.

In the end, Wanwan completely ignored all orders from the Holy Sect, and used both soft and hard methods, but as a junior, she seemed to want to stay out of the matter completely, and became her young marshal's wife with peace of mind!

stay out?