My Demon Queen

Chapter 212 Love is hard to control

The scene returns to the Princess's Mansion in Maple Forest City.

"Sister, please listen to my excuses. No, please listen to my explanation."

Ye An was so anxious that his face turned red, and he waved his hands wildly in the air. Beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, and his eyes were full of panic.

"Okay, then explain to me why that woman on the street kept calling you Young Master and even wanted to throw herself into your arms."

Mo Qingcheng's pretty face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost at this moment, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her beautiful eyes, which were originally lively, now emitted a cold light.

She tightly grasped the whip she had begged from Princess Changle, her slender fingers turning white from the force.

In the small courtyard arranged by Princess Changle, she walked lightly with lotus steps, each step seemed to carry suppressed anger, and slowly walked towards Ye An who was running around, and the hand holding the whip trembled slightly with anger.

The story begins the day after the gallop.

It was a sunny day, with a gentle breeze bringing a slight coolness.

Ye An strolled on the street with Mo Qingcheng, his face filled with a bright smile and his eyes full of tenderness and care.

She would choose gifts for Mo Qingcheng from time to time, pick up exquisite jewelry one by one, and whisper in Mo Qingcheng's ear about her preferences.

He also took her to taste various snacks. Every time they arrived at a stall, Ye An would carefully introduce the characteristics of the food to Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng also let Ye An hold her hand. She tilted her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, and her beautiful eyes moved like a flower blooming in spring.

Sometimes she would nod gently, and sometimes she would frown slightly, but she always looked happy.

Occasionally she would stop and carefully admire the little gadgets on the street, gently touching the items with her fingers, her eyes full of curiosity.

They walked and stopped along the way, enjoying this rare warm time.

Mo Qingcheng's hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and her skirt swayed with her steps.

Ye An stood by her side, taking good care of her, fearing that she would get hurt.

This made Mo Qingcheng experience a different kind of feeling during these long thousand years.

Her originally silent heart seemed to be awakened by the spring breeze, and gradually filled with vitality and warmth.

As a modern person who has experienced the information explosion, Ye An racked his brains to please Mo Qingcheng along the way.

Sometimes he made faces, squinted his eyes, and made all kinds of funny expressions, which made Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Sometimes he started telling those novel and interesting stories, vividly describing them and gesticulating, which made Mo Qingcheng listen attentively.

Sometimes Ye An would suddenly stop, buy a bouquet of flowers from a street vendor, hand it to Mo Qingcheng, and look at her affectionately.

Sometimes he would take Mo Qingcheng into a small shop, pick out a beautiful dress for her, and let her put it on and praise it endlessly.

This made Mo Qingcheng feel the joy of being a human being and the happiness of having company by his side.

Until night falls and the lights come on.

"My little lady, how about I pick a lantern for you?" Ye An looked at the neatly arranged lantern stall in the distance and said to Mo Qingcheng with a smile on his face, his eyes full of expectation and tenderness.

Mo Qingcheng seemed to have gotten used to Ye An calling her "wife". Looking at the dazzling lanterns, a faint smile appeared on her face and she nodded slightly.

The colorful lights were reflected in her eyes, making her look particularly charming.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng was becoming more and more like a young lady, Ye An went to buy lanterns happily, with brisk steps and humming a little tune.

However, at this moment, the little girl who wanted to pull Ye An into Chunmeng Tower last night saw Ye An.

Since the spiritual coin given by Ye An was enough for her to redeem herself, she returned to Chunmeng Tower to redeem herself.

Today I just want to take another look at this city, preparing to return to my hometown, get married and have children.

But she didn't expect to meet Ye An again, and she was deeply moved. Then she rushed forward regardless of everything and grabbed Ye An who was choosing lanterns.

"Sir, it's really you. I didn't expect to meet you again." The girl cried and grabbed Ye An's arm pitifully. She leaned forward, her eyes full of pleading.

Ye An was startled for a moment. After seeing who was coming, he felt his scalp tingling. He turned his neck stiffly and looked back in the direction of Mo Qingcheng.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. But after he looked at it, Ye An's heart was completely dead.

At this moment, Mo Qingcheng's beautiful face was covered with frost, and her cold eyes were like a sharp blade, looking straight at Ye An, while also sweeping towards the girl who was holding Ye An.

She clenched her teeth and unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, with the joints turning white from the force.

"Sir, I have no way to repay your kindness. If you don't mind, I am willing to..."

"No, no, no, you don't want to. No, I don't want to. Girl, you got the wrong person. Let go, let go quickly!"

Ye An struggled hard, trying to break free from the girl's hands. He twisted his arms left and right, his face full of fear.

He leaned his body backwards, trying to free himself from the girl's grasp, his feet moving constantly as if looking for a chance to escape.

But this girl somehow had great strength and she held Ye An tightly, with her finger joints turning white from the force.

"Young master, don't worry. I'm not married yet and I'm willing to serve you." After the girl said this, she was about to dive into Ye An's arms. She leaned forward with a look of infatuation on her face.

This action frightened Ye An, and he quickly used the formation to break free.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, a ray of light flashed, and he finally got rid of the girl's entanglement.

Then, under the girl's shocked gaze, Ye An fled to Mo Qingcheng's side, his steps staggering and his breathing rapid, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death chase.

Mo Qingcheng didn't even look at Ye An, but stared at the girl as if she were a dead person, her eyes full of disgust.

When the girl saw that Ye An had such a beautiful woman by his side, she shyly ran away.

This scene aroused envy from the surrounding onlookers, who whispered and pointed.

After seeing the girl leave, Mo Qingcheng didn't even look at Ye An and walked back on her own.

Ye An felt a headache. Knowing that Mo Qingcheng was angry at the moment, he did not dare to step forward. He followed behind Mo Qingcheng with a wronged look on his face, with his head hung, like a child who had made a mistake.

After returning to the Princess's Mansion, Mo Qingcheng asked the servant for a horsewhip. In front of Ye An's horrified eyes, the scene just now appeared.

"Sister, calm down first, calm down first, damn..."

Ye An quickly stretched out his hands to try to comfort Mo Qingcheng. His body leaned forward slightly with a flattering smile on his face.

But before he could calm her down, Mo Qingcheng whipped him.

Ye An reacted quickly and dodged the whip. His body was agile, like a nimble monkey.

Seeing Ye An dare to dodge, Mo Qingcheng's indifferent face gradually showed a trace of anger. She raised her eyebrows and shouted, "You still dare to hide?"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's angry expression and laughed unconsciously, just because such a lively Mo Qingcheng became more popular.

When Mo Qingcheng saw that Ye An dared to laugh, she thought he was mocking her for not being able to hit him, so she whipped him hard.

Ye An was still immersed in Mo Qingcheng's lively expression and completely forgot to dodge. As the sound of the whip breaking through the air rang out, Ye An came back to his senses, but it was too late.

"Ah~"

Ye An let out a shrill scream that echoed throughout the Princess's Mansion. He covered the place where he was hit, grimaced in pain, and rolled back and forth on the ground.

In another courtyard, Princess Changle and Mu Wushuang were drinking tea. Upon hearing the scream, Princess Changle couldn't help smacking her lips, shaking her head, and chuckled, "I'm afraid Ye An will suffer a lot."

Mu Wushuang's body also trembled, and the hand holding the teacup also shook. She wanted to look, but she held back. A trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Princess Changle saw all of this and became more certain of her thoughts, so she spoke:

"you like him."

"Ok?"

Mu Wushuang looked at her Third Senior Sister with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't understand what she meant by that. She tilted her head slightly, frowned slightly, and opened her red lips slightly: "Why do you say that, Senior Sister?"

Princess Changle picked up the teacup and placed it leisurely to her lips. She raised her eyes to glance at Mu Wushuang's expression and found that Mu Wushuang's expression was full of doubt and confusion.

"Do you like Ye An?" Princess Changle said.

Mu Wushuang shook her head blankly: "I don't know." Her eyes were wandering, her fingers gently stroked the teacup, and she fell into deep thought.

Princess Changle sighed when she heard this. She knew very well that her little junior sister was ignorant of the ways of the world, had no understanding of love, and was only interested in practicing sword skills.

"Wushuang, love is hard to control. It will come suddenly and disappear suddenly. But for someone like you, it will become a knot in your heart." Princess Changle said slowly, her eyes full of concern.

Mu Wushuang's eyes widened at this moment, looking at Princess Changle in disbelief, and asked in confusion: "Third Senior Sister, are you saying that this is the tribulation of love?"

"Love tribulation? Why are we talking about love tribulation again?" Princess Changle asked in confusion, frowned slightly, and put down the teacup in her hand.

Mu Wushuang then repeated Dao Wuchen's words to Princess Changle.

After hearing this, Princess Changle instantly became upset. If it was just pure love, then there might still be room for redemption, after all, Ye An and Mo Qingcheng's relationship was there. But if it was a love disaster, then it would be really troublesome.

"Third Senior Sister, do you think Ye An is my love tribulation?" Mu Wushuang looked down at her own reflection in the teacup and asked blankly, her eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

Princess Changle looked at Mu Wushuang and was certain that Ye An was the love tribulation that Dao Wuchen had mentioned.

For a moment, Princess Changle didn't know what to say. She put her hands on the stone table, looking worriedly at the little girl in front of her who was looking down in confusion, her eyes full of pity.

If it wasn't Ye An, everything would be easy to handle. Or if the person around Ye An wasn't Mo Qingcheng, everything would be easy to handle as well.

But it happened to be Ye An, a man with a clever mind, gentleness and loyalty, and by his side was Mo Qingcheng, a woman with unrivaled beauty and strength.

Liking such a person is doomed to be fruitless and is destined to become an unsolvable knot in your heart.

A gust of wind blew in the yard at this time. The petals flew in the air and then slowly fell on Mu Wushuang's shoulders, but she was unaware of it.