The light three words exploded beside Baili An’s ear, like thunderstriking.
He stepped back in shock, pondering the words repeatedly, feeling that he simply couldn’t comprehend what the Female Demon Lord had just said.
What is this?
A bridal gift?
Who is giving a bridal gift? And to a Royal Consort?
Baili An felt his brain was almost too overwheld; he managed to suppress his emotions fiercely so as not to bare his tusks.
Through the dark night, the face nearby that shimred under moonlight was blurry, but it was extrely beautiful.
The person before him was the supre ruler of the Demon World.
Baili An barely steadied his spirit and said with a hoarse voice, "That... I rember the rule of the Monarch’s Return Banquet is that after successfully challenging Shu Ci, one can request two favors from Your Highness."
The Female Demon Lord seed to understand his intention, her eyebrows slightly lifting as she said, "If you wish to use a favor to ask for this hairpin, it’s not impossible."
Baili An relaxed as if a huge problem was resolved, "Then..."
"However, this would an you are voluntarily requesting to beco my Royal Consort and marry . To , the result is the sa no matter what. But for you, it’s nothing but a waste of a hard-earned grace."
The Female Demon Lord suddenly took two steps closer; her breath, like a feather caressing the skin, brushed Baili An’s ear with a sowhat hazy and ambiguous tone, her voice tinged with unspoken anticipation, "Of course, if it is asked voluntarily by you, I would be happier."
Baili An had never felt so destroyed as in this mont, not even during his life-or-death battle with Shu Ci.
He had vaguely guessed what this jade hairpin symbolized in the Demon World.
Yet, he did not understand why the Female Demon Lord insisted on him becoming her Royal Consort, finding the whole situation curiously strange and eerie.
If this was due to the Bronze Gate’s battle, where he helped her break the seal, earning a bit of her favor, it wasn’t enough to jump to discussing marriage, was it?
Baili An reached into his sleeve and said, "Then, this hairpin I will not..."
"Has it not even been half the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea since you accepted my marriage proposal, and now you’re thinking about reneging? Are you planning on breaking off our engagent?"
A charming smile lingered on the Female Demon Lord’s face, looking extrely good-tempered.
But her glance was so direct it nearly said: The gifts given by Your Lord are never ant to be taken back; would you dare refuse?
Baili An was utterly disordered.
When had he ever agreed to a marriage proposal? How should he know that accepting this jade hairpin equated to accepting marriage with the Demon Lord?
Why didn’t you explain such important matters clearly from the beginning?
Under the broad daylight, is it really proper for you, the mighty Demon Lord, to forcibly take a Royal Consort?
Baili An truly did not understand when he had caught the favor of this troubleso affair.
He replied thoughtfully, "Si Chen rely feels that his qualifications are shallow, his cultivation too low, and whether it’s his status, knowledge, or seniority, none are worthy of Your Highness’s profound affection. He humbly asks the Demon Lord to reconsider her command."
The Female Demon Lord’s eyes deepened, and she stepped closer; her lightly colored lips almost touched his ear.
"Now that you are the foremost among the Six Rivers, ranking below and above tens of thousands, if you are not worthy, who would be?"
The seductively whispering voice forced Baili An to instinctively tense up.
Unconsciously, he leaned back, but the Female Demon Lord caught his movent. Her slender and enchanting eyes slightly narrowed and her thin lips parted swiftly to catch his ear and pulled him back.
Baili An shivered, feeling for a mont like a rabbit about to be leisurely devoured, snatched back to the wolf’s den.
Before his shock could roll him onto the ground, the itch from her teeth grazing his earlobe stirred him, and for so reason, her voice carried a husky, seductive quality.
"If you are well-behaved, I wouldn’t mind letting you climb on and run wild, however you want to indulge, but if you’re not, I might make things unpleasant for you."
Baili An considered himself to be neither timid nor easily frightened.
But now, he had to admit that he was deeply shocked by the Demon Lord’s outrageously audacious words.
So, this is how the status of being second only to one and above tens of thousands is used?
And why should it involve him climbing onto the Demon Lord? Isn’t it usually climbing over soone’s head instead?
Baili An comforted himself that this must be just a slip of the tongue by the Demon Lord, without any other implications.
After Ning Feiyan inexplicably fell severely ill, he now faced an inscrutable Female Demon Lord.
Baili An was utterly exhausted; he hardly could cope with one thing after another.
Was the Demon World always this terrifying?
Fortunately, the Female Demon Lord soon released his ear and did not continue to provoke him.
She watched his slightly reddened ear tips with a half-smiling, seemingly very pleased expression.
Baili An mustered his energy, steadied himself, and asserted, "Your Highness should know, I am a corpse demon. As a corpse demon, once dead, my body and spirit dissipate. Should you choose as your Royal Consort, I fear Si Chen might fail to fulfill the duties of a Royal Consort."
As the Female Demon Lord’s expression turned increasingly strange, Baili An began to reason with emotion and explain with logic, continuing:
"As a corpse demon, I lack the ability to enjoy pleasure or father children. The Demon Lord possesses the world’s most illustrious status, supre authority, and most precious bloodline; Si Chen dares not waste Your Highness’s ti."
In the middle of his speech, the Female Demon Lord had already burst into laughter: "How would you know whether or not you could please unless we tried, right?"
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