My Demon Queen

Chapter 215 Frivolous

At this time, Mu Wushuang dragged her heavy steps slowly back to her residence. Her eyes were dim and her mind kept repeating the scene like a projector. Every time it was played back, she felt as if countless sharp needles were stabbing her heart fiercely, accompanied by a feeling of suffocation so strong that it almost made her unable to breathe.

She leaned weakly on the edge of the table, gasping for breath, and her rapid breathing was particularly clear in the silent room.

The dense beads of sweat on her forehead rolled down like pearls and fell to the ground one by one, as if her broken heart was crying.

Her eyes gradually became moist, and her lifeless eyes stared blankly at the flickering candlelight on the table. The flames jumped but could not warm her cold heart.

"Why...why does my heart...hurt so much."

"Don't be so rigid, you stubborn one."

"Yeah, with your stubborn personality, you are so stubborn, so stubborn, what else can I call you if not stubborn."

"You're so stubborn, be careful too."

"Stubborn, are you okay? Why are you so stupid?"

"It's already this late, do you still care whether I remember or not? Wait a minute, I'll find a way to save you."

"..."

These memories, which were not numerous, slowly occupied Mu Wushuang's heart like a surging tide.

Perhaps no one in this world can explain it clearly, even she herself finds it difficult to figure out whether she has pure love for Ye An or other indescribable feelings.

"Why should I remember you? Why should I remember you who is different and easy-going? Why should I get to know you, who will never appear in my life in the future..."

Mu Wushuang murmured to herself in the dim candlelight, her voice filled with endless sadness and confusion, as if she was talking to another person across time and space. As soon as she finished speaking, a drop of crystal tear slid down her pale cheek and dripped onto the exquisite wooden table, instantly staining it with a trace of sadness.

Outside the door, Princess Changle, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood there quietly.

She listened carefully to Mu Wushuang's words filled with grief, regret and helplessness. The sad tone was like fine needles, piercing her heart.

For a moment, she stood motionless outside the door, looking through the gap in the door, as if trying to see through the blocked door and see the lovely person inside who was immersed in grief.

On this dark and windy night, full of surprises, ambiguity and complexity, four people, four completely different moods, slowly passed by like a slowly flowing stream.

Early the next morning.

Ye An had two big, black panda eyes like a panda's. He lay listlessly on the table, looking like an eggplant hit by frost.

He stared blankly at Mo Qingcheng in front of him, whose face was flushed and filled with shame and anger.

Mo Qingcheng's fair face was as red as a ripe apple at this moment, her eyes were wide open, full of shame and anger.

Her beautiful red lips seemed a little swollen at the moment, adding a bit of alluring charm.

"No... I'm just confused. It worked last night, but not this morning?"

Ye An's face with panda eyes was full of frustration, and his voice was full of confusion.

"You think you can be so frivolous with me now that you see that I have lost all my spiritual power?"

Mo Qingcheng's voice was filled with shame and indignation, and her angry eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.

"How could I? I just stretched it out..."

"Shut up."

Mo Qingcheng interrupted Ye An angrily. Her pretty face was still red, but her expression of shame and indignation had turned into anger.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng who was becoming more and more lively and smiled awkwardly, but he felt happy in his heart.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's shameless appearance, and her pink little fists were clenched even tighter, and the joints turned slightly white due to the force.

She never thought that Ye An came to her early in the morning and stroked her hair seemingly gently just to take the opportunity to kiss her.

Although the feeling was very strange and he was unable to react for a moment, Ye An still boldly stuck out his tongue.

So, she pushed Ye An away without hesitation, raised her pink fist, and hit Ye An's face hard twice.

"If you dare to treat me so frivolously again, I..."

Mo Qingcheng spoke coldly, but halfway through her words, she found that she didn't know how to continue.

Because it didn't seem right anyway. Kill him? She couldn't do it.

Beat him? I can't beat him now.

Fortunately, Ye An now knows that he will not force anything on me, but I am afraid that Ye An will become addicted to flirting with me.

"What do you think of that, my little lady?"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng with a wicked smile, like a villain who had succeeded.

He knew that Mo Qingcheng couldn't do anything to him now, but Mo Qingcheng had a cold and strong personality, so he didn't expect anything. He just thought it was fun to tease Mo Qingcheng, and it felt really good to kiss her.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's malicious expression and knew that she was in Ye An's control at the moment, so her eyes turned cold, as cold as an ice cellar.

She slowly took out the sharp sword from her storage bag. With a flash of cold light, the sword was placed fiercely on the table with a "bang". The meaning was self-evident.

Ye An looked at the sword flashing with cold light, and immediately understood Mo Qingcheng's idea, but who was Ye An? He was a shameless and sloppy person.

"Tsk tsk, what a nice knife. It must be worth a lot of money. Don't worry, my lady. I will find a good family for it and get more money back. Don't worry."

As Ye An spoke, he quickly picked up the sword with a pretentious expression on his face.

The sword that was still jumping in protest seemed to have life in his hands, but Ye An ignored it and ran out of the door.

The entire action and words were done in one go, without any pause.

Mo Qingcheng stared blankly with her eyes wide open, looking at Ye An with an expression of disbelief as he walked out the door with his sword.

By the time she reacted, Ye An and Taidao had disappeared.

"Ye~An~"

Mo Qingcheng almost gritted her teeth and roared angrily.

Ye An, who was outside the yard, also heard Mo Qingcheng's roar and laughed as if his prank had succeeded, his laughter was hearty.

However, the sword in his arms kept jumping in protest, the blade flashing with purple lightning and making crackling sounds, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, we're just joking. I take myself seriously, but I won't take you seriously. I'll bring you out and discuss something with you." Ye An said to Taidao with a hint of flattery in his voice.

When the sword heard what Ye An said, it stopped jumping and quietly turned into an ordinary sword.

"That's right! Xiaodao, let's discuss this. I will carve a formation on your body. Before my wife recovers her spiritual power, the two of us will be responsible for protecting her. I'm afraid that there will be a moment when I can't protect her, so I will carve the Five Thunder Formation on your blade. If necessary, you can directly break through the storage bag and release the formation to resist the crisis. Nod if you agree."

Ye An said seriously and sincerely, his eyes full of anticipation.

Since all his memories have been restored, Ye An's use of the formation has also returned to normal. Now he can release the formation freely and at will. Even if he meets Princess Changle again, he can deal with it easily.

After everything was ready, Ye An saw a servant passing by and politely asked him to prepare a hearty breakfast.

Just as Ye An carefully walked in with a sumptuous breakfast, he saw Mo Qingcheng staring at him coldly. The look seemed to be able to freeze him into an ice cube, and her pink little fist was clenched so tightly that it made a creaking sound, as if she was going to swing at him in the next second.

"Um... Good morning, my lady, it's time to eat." Ye An smiled awkwardly, and that smile was uglier than crying.

"You are becoming more and more daring." Mo Qingcheng said coldly, his voice seemed to come from an ice cellar.

"Hey, look at what you said. We are an old married couple. There is no such thing as being brave or not."

Ye An put breakfast on the table and said with a smile, not forgetting to wink at Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng didn't even look at the breakfast. She just stared at Ye An with a murderous look, as if she could cut Ye An into pieces.

"My dear, don't look at me like that. I will want to kiss you even more."

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's murderous appearance, and felt that Mo Qingcheng became more lively and beautiful with emotions.

When Mo Qingcheng heard Ye An's shameless words, her cheeks suddenly turned redder, like the sunset in the sky. Then she turned her head away and stopped looking at Ye An.

When Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng, the smile on his face became even more intense. He then came behind Mo Qingcheng and slowly held her in his arms.

Mo Qingcheng struggled hard as if she was angry. Her delicate body twisted in Ye An's arms, but she couldn't break free.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. This is the food I exchanged for your knife, so you should at least have a bite." Ye An felt the struggle of the person in his arms and continued to tease Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng became even angrier after hearing what Ye An said. She simply turned around and bit Ye An's neck hard.

"Hiss~ It really hasn't changed at all!"

Ye An hugged Mo Qingcheng with some pain, but had no intention of pushing her away.

But he also knew that Mo Qingcheng had not been able to maintain her own life source for some time, so he just let Mo Qingcheng do what she wanted.

Mo Qingcheng also came to her senses and found that she had bitten Ye An's neck. Just when she was about to leave Ye An's neck, Ye An held her tightly in his arms again.

"I am your husband, what are you afraid of? Besides, I am a blood cow, why should I be afraid of you sucking my blood?" Ye An's voice was gentle and firm, with endless pampering.

Mo Qingcheng felt a warmth in her heart when she heard Ye An's words, so she stopped being shy and started to suck Ye An's blood. However, thinking about how Ye An had been teasing her in the morning, she was so angry that she didn't bite harder, but reached out to pinch the flesh on Ye An's waist.

"It hurts, it hurts, Mo Qingcheng, you... you've become a bad person..."

Ye An twisted his body in pain, with a painful expression on his face, but his eyes were full of smiles.

As Ye An began to twist his body in pain, Mo Qingcheng smiled with satisfaction, loosened his hand, and reached out to hug Ye An.

Taidao Gang at the door was still happy that Mo Qingcheng spoke for him, but when he saw the two of them hugging each other, he felt somewhat heartbroken and pressed the handle of his knife against the door frame, making a "clang" sound.

Three hours later.

"Is this the manual you wrote?" Mo Qingcheng picked up a piece of paper with densely written content and read it carefully. Her brows were slightly furrowed and her eyes were focused.

"Yes, after I finish writing, I'll tell her about it and then it's time to go." Ye An replied to Mo Qingcheng without even raising his head while writing furiously.

Mo Qingcheng nodded slightly, but after seeing the content, her beautiful eyes lit up instantly, and she was surprised and said in her heart: "Such a national policy is simply amazing, no wonder he has confidence. "

Mo Qingcheng looked at the content, her heart full of surprise, but she was also curious that Ye An could actually know all this. She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Ye An writing seriously, and for a moment her heart beat faster.

"Then Mu Wushuang, what are you going to give her?"