Chapter 670: Chapter 545: Don’t Catch the Tail by the Roadside
Returning to the Royal Palace in Mo City, the Demon Lord indeed kept his word and released Hong Zhuang from the Water Dungeon.
In front of Chao Mu Hall, Hong Zhuang had obviously tidied herself up before coming to await them.
The mask on her face had shattered within the dungeon, and she had not yet had the opportunity to craft a new one.
Dressed in a simple and plain robe, beneath the collar, traces of torture were vaguely visible.
Upon seeing Ning Feiyan and Baili An together, her eyes suddenly brightened.
Lifting her head in a swift motion, she seed to rember she wasn’t wearing a mask and hurriedly lowered her head again.
She clutched a beautiful, exquisite brocade box in her hand, her fingers nervously fidgeting with the intricate carvings on the box.
As Ning Feiyan crossed the temple courtyard and approached, Hong Zhuang concealed her face deeper into her hood and moved toward Ning Feiyan, whispering softly,
“I’ve caused you trouble again.”
On any ordinary day, Ning Feiyan would have ignored her and walked past her without a second glance, entering the hall alone.
However, today was an exception. She stopped at the door of the temple, looking at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Since you know you’ve caused such great trouble, Ning Hongzhuang, it seems you’re not completely beyond help.”
Ning Hongzhuang?
Since Hong Zhuang had co to her side to be her shadow guard assassin, she had abandoned her own surna at her request. Today… she actually called her Ning Hongzhuang?!
Suddenly overwheld with panic, she feared that after this incident, Feiyan would not want her anymore, “I… I know I was wrong, Feiyan… don’t send away.” Her voice broke into a sob toward the end.
“Who said I was sending you away?” Ning Feiyan chuckled, then, under Hong Zhuang’s puzzled gaze, she personally reached out to wipe the tears from her face and pulled out a new crescent mask from her bosom to cover her face.
Hong Zhuang was stunned, suddenly forgetting her tears; the tears in her eyes were on the verge of falling as she was dumbstruck.
Ning Feiyan patted her head with a gesture akin to soothing a small animal, “Don’t do such foolish things in the future.”
Was this… her showing concern?
Holding the box incredulously, almost dazzled by her smile, Hong Zhuang hastily lifted the box and stuttered, “Offerings… these are gifts bestowed by the Demon Lord, they… they’re useful to you.”
Ning Feiyan did not take the box, but glanced aningfully at Baili An, smiled, and said, “Now, I have no use for this anymore.”
After saying that, she inford Baili An to go back inside the hall to change clothes, then she entered Chao Mu Hall alone.
Baili An sighed, “She really is a headache.”
Holding the box, Hong Zhuang was excited, “Feiyan just smiled at ! Did you see?”
Baili An humd a response, “I saw.”
Hong Zhuang was as excited as a child who had received candy, touching her mask, “She has never been so gentle to .”
Baili An chuckled, “It’s just a mask and a pat on the head; how is that being gentle?”
This girl was too easily satisfied.
“You don’t understand!” Hong Zhuang flushed and stomped on Baili An.
She probably rembered that the man before her was not the helpless white kitten but the supre lord of the Demon World, Yihe.
The fierce look in her eyes quickly retreated, her voice indignant yet very low, “She harbors resentnt towards in her heart; she would never smile at like that in the past.”
It seed she had so self-awareness.
Looking at Baili An, Hong Zhuang asked puzzled, “Has anything good happened to Feiyan lately?”
“Good news?” Baili An feigned contemplation, “Speaking of good news, today she felt unwell and went to Zunyao Hall. The physician there said she is pregnant; I wonder if that counts as good news?”
With a thud, the precious box of offerings Hong Zhuang was holding fell to the ground.
She stood still as a post, her mouth agape, her eyes full of shock but also complexity at Baili An, “Pregnant? Are you joking?”
Baili An scrutinized Hong Zhuang’s reaction, “This was said by a physician nad Yun Huaqiu; why would I joke about this with you?”
Hong Zhuang was silent for a mont, tears brimming in her eyes, suddenly overflowing.
She even forgot his identity as the supre lord Yihe, raised her foot, and kicked Baili An hard on the shin, sobbing uncontrollably.
“My sister has really ruined you, you jerk! Worthless trash! Filthy dog!”
Baili stood still, allowing her to hit and kick him, only breaking his silence when her crying seed endless, “Ruined by ?”
He caught Hong Zhuang’s fist that was about to smash into his chest, a puzzled expression on his face, “Tell , how exactly did I ruin her?”
Hong Zhuang’s movents stiffened, and her crying suddenly stopped. She pulled back her fist, sniffled and said, “Oh, it’s nothing; it’s just that Feiyan is now betrothed to Mi Lu, the future Young Princess Consort of the Demon Clan. By casually spreading the news of her pregnancy, aren’t you ruining her?”
Baili An looked deeply at her, his eyes deep, swirling like an indissoluble pool of ink, and smiled, “I thought it was sothing serious; you reacted so strongly, one might have thought the child’s father was .”
Hong Zhuang instantly reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: “You’re dreaming!”
Baili assured her, “Don’t worry, I have only ntioned this to you.”
“Good that you know your place.” Hong Zhuang looked at him, her expression suddenly complex, “I heard you defeated Shu Ci and beca the supre lord of the Demon World for the Demon Clan; does this an you will never leave the Demon World?”
Baili An did not intend to deceive her, “My purpose in coming to the Demon World was not to beco Yihe; after accomplishing my goals, I naturally will leave this place.”
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