snow every week

Chapter 36

That slap used all of Song Yuan's strength, not only deflected Wu Yan's face, but also fell down himself.

Wu Yan caressed his blushing cheeks in disbelief, and in a moment of fury, he roughly grabbed the hair of the disobedient human race, and violently pulled his head up.

No struggle at all, it was easy.

Song Yuan's face was extremely pale, dripping with cold sweat, his eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes and forehead hair were wet and sticky.

It was clear that Wu Yan was the one who got slapped, but he passed out as if he had been severely injured.

The original anger dissipated, Wu Yan's face quickly showed a trace of bewilderment, then he got up, took a few steps to the bed, regardless of how embarrassed he was, and shouted loudly: "Come here, come here!"

When Song Yuan woke up again, he never saw Wu Yan again.

I could only hear some strange words occasionally spoken by some maids of the magic palace and servants of rough envoys.

For example, he asked where this place is the magic palace.

The maid returned to him with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes: "This is the main hall of the third prince's magic palace. Your highness is not good at women. In the past, except for the cleaning attendants, no one other than your highness has ever stepped in."

Song Yuan's communication with the demons in the past was limited to fighting with Wuyan, and he didn't know much about the demons. He only knew that they were born with alien appearances, so he believed that they originated from the Bo Xun demon king in Sanskrit mythology. The emperors are somewhat similar.

Hearing what the maid said, and seeing her demon face, Song Yuan felt like a stick in his throat.

In the realm of the Demon Race, these attendants naturally spoke well of Wu Yan Mingli and secretly, knowing that the human race valued chastity, and they even specifically mentioned that His Highness is not good at women.

Song Yuan was not happy, so he just said in a low voice: "Answer whatever you ask, don't need to add those, what is Wuyan, don't I know?"

The demon maid didn't dare to answer these words, she glanced at him and lowered her head in silence.

Song Yuan doesn't eat the five grains of the Demon Realm, and hates those looted treasures that are still stained with blood. He was looted from the territory of Tianxinzong.

The Immortals and Demons have not risen to war for many years, and he does not believe that the Demons are willing to start a war rashly because of the filth of Wuyan.

He has been waiting for Wu Yan to come to see him and ask for some conditions, even if it is to instigate him.

In fact, Song Yuan can hardly believe Wu Yan's nonsense now, as the maid said, in his impression, Wu Yan is not someone who is fascinated by beauty.

Song Yuan didn't feel that he was attractive either.

Everything probably started when he said that he already had a husband. After thinking about it, Song Yuan realized that this person just didn't want to make things easier for him.

Suspicion of his old friend because of a nonsense of the Mozu, Song Yuan is not suffering from hysteria.

Apart from Buddhist cultivation, which sect's people were not taught at an early age, the demons are naturally cruel and violent, and their nature is cold.

Later, while waiting all day long, he also understood that Wu Yan would not come to see him.

No matter how he inquired or whom he inquired, the result was the same. His Highness the Third Prince was busy with ordinary affairs, and His Highness the Third Prince had important matters to attend to.

Later, there were even fewer maids around him.

However, there was a maid with three red lines on her face who had been waiting by his side all the time, so he inevitably made some remarks, such as His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince returned to the Demon Realm, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince's throne, which was at hand, suddenly became more powerful. Object, it's only been so busy these days.

"Fourth prince? Are there any other four princes in the devil world?"

The maid named Ni Shao lowered her head and hesitated for a moment before answering: "Yes, Your Highness the Fourth Prince... was born with a human woman in the early years of His Majesty. He has been living in the human race and only returned to the demon world a few days ago. "

"Human race?" Song Yuan was a little confused. He had the impression that immortals and demons were as powerful as fire and water, and demons were even more dismissive of mortals. "His mother is a human monk?"

As if he didn't want to say more, Ni Shao stammered: "Mmm..."

"I remember that you demons place great importance on demon veins... Low demon veins are low-level demons..." Song Yuan asked, "How can the fourth prince with human blood get the throne?"

When it comes to the identity of the Fourth Prince, Ni Shao's expression seems to be a little more nervous: "This...Of course it is different, the Fourth Prince is His Majesty's blood anyway, and His Majesty also values ​​him very much."

Song Yuan only thought that she was nervous because of talking about the throne, and said: "You don't have to worry, these things have nothing to do with me, and there is nothing to spread."

A few days ago, he was in a bad mood, and felt that he had a bad attitude towards Ni Shao. In fact, although she was born with the appearance of a beautiful witch, she was just a young girl, and no matter how angry she was, he shouldn't be angry with her. .

Ni Shao looked at his face, and felt that this sickly human race was very different. He was white, gentle and gentle, and occasionally said something in a harsh voice, which sounded no worse than the usual kitchen steward. His voice was loud, and he spoke softly to her as if he felt guilty afterwards.

And she loves to be clean and fragrant. If she were replaced by the Third Highness, Bao Buqi would also like such a beauty.

"Thank you, my lord. In fact, I have a bit of human blood." Because of this human blood, even though Ni Shao entered the magic palace, she did the most humble job. When she was brought in to take care of the beauty a few days ago, she was very panicked. .

Thinking about it now, it should be because the beauty is a human race.

She summoned up her courage, and then continued: "It's no wonder you think so. We are mixed with foreign blood, and we are born to be inferior to other demons."

After saying that, she took a sneak peek at Song Yuan, saw him frowning beautifully, thought that he would sympathize with her anyway, and let go of her feelings a little.

Song Yuan thought of Xuexue, and felt a little ashamed of himself for a moment, sighed and said: "Don't have such thoughts, you were born in this world, it is difficult to find stability, don't be at the mercy of others, have some strength, Just try to climb up, so what about foreign races, it’s not that there is a shortage, even if there is a shortage, who is born humble?"

"Left and right, I can't run away now. If you have the heart, I will see Wu Yan and ask him to promote you."

Ni Shao was born beautiful, and her status was low. Most of the words she said before were in exchange for some pity, and then she acted and took advantage. There is no demon in the demon world who encourages her so much. She didn't know how to reply for a while, so she just said in a low voice, "Yeah "A cry.

Then he stole another glance at him, lowered his head, and secretly made a decision.

The Demon Realm is different from the Human Realm in that there is little sunlight. After staying for a few days, Song Yuan felt that he was not in good spirits, so he had no choice but to ask for some decoction to replenish Qi.

In the kitchen of the magic palace, a demon with two huge black horns on his head and a gorgeous armor stood at the door, and a thin, medium-sized demon steward rubbed his hands and reported to him with a sad face.

"What are you talking about...replenishing qi? This...Master Biluo...it is easy to find delicacies and pearls here, but what kind of spiritual grass those guys use can't grow here at all. …”

General Bi Luo looked into the steaming cauldron, and then glanced at him impatiently: "If he wants it, you can go and find it. If you can't find it, it's another matter. It's just a human race, with a bit of a temper." It got His Highness's attention, and when His Highness is entertained, there are so many beauties from the demon race, who cares if the spirit of the human race is not good?"

"Hey, yes, Mr. Bi Luo has a long-term vision." With his words, the steward immediately beamed with joy.

Just as he was complimenting him, the small pot was gurgling, and a soft and sweet fragrance slowly diffused from it. When Bi Luo smelled it, his brows were filled with joy, and he ordered the steward to fill a small pot, and looked at the cowering man from a distance. The maid took it and stroked the two horns on the top of her head with satisfaction.

The manager trotted back and said with a flattering smile.

"Forget it, it will happen within an hour."

Bi Luo glanced at him, "Your Highness will arrive in less than half an hour."

Ni Shao had never asked for medicinal food in the kitchen before, and it was all delivered by the kitchen on his own initiative, so he didn't feel that the sweet smell was weird for a while.

The plants in the demon world are different from those in the human world. For the human race, there are some that look weird, and more that smell weird.

She didn't pay much attention, and she almost fell down on the road before returning to her mind, and walked back carefully holding her heart.

Song Yuan is really not in good spirits today, lying on his side on the couch with his eyelids half drooped, looking very relaxed, but his face is actually pale and his lips have no color.

His jet-black hair was curled against his fair face, and his eyelashes were drooping, giving him a breathtakingly sickly beauty.

Ni Shao walked in slowly, not to startle him, so she called him softly.

"Young Master Song..."

Song Yuan just opened his eyes to look at her, and smiled weakly: "Why, didn't the steward scold you?"

Ni Shao carefully took out the medicine cup, paused after hearing the words, and replied softly: "No, he only said that he would find the medicinal materials for you to replenish Qi with him today."

Song Yuan looked down at the red lines on her cheeks, and said softly, "Be careful."

"Yeah." Ni Shao took out half a bowl, carefully brought it in front of Song Yuan, picked up a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Song Yuan smelled a strange sweet fragrance, so he didn't open his mouth, but asked, "This soup...why?"

Ni Shao explained: "Young master also prescribed this kind of decoction when he was lying in bed before. It seems that the medicine in the devil world is different from yours. I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

Song Yuan's head was in a daze, and he said in a short while, "All right."

His lips were quickly reddened by the warm soup, and after drinking half a cup, his body felt a little hot, so he asked Ni Shao to rest, thinking that he would sleep for a while.

Ni Shao silently counted dozens of breaths outside the house before turning back, seeing that Song Yuan had fallen asleep, she walked quickly to sniff him.

It was long and stable, and I slept extremely well, which is what a good sleeping elixir can do.

Her expression became serious, and she flipped her right hand, as if she was holding something invisible.

Then, she unfolded the thing carefully, and slowly covered the person on the couch, and was wrapped in a quilt, forming a long bag. Immediately, the invisible thing seemed to swallow the person on the couch. His figure slowly withered away.

Seeing this, Ni Shao quickly made a folding movement, turned over with his right hand, and a person disappeared out of thin air in this inner room.

She didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately ran outside the house.

Chamber.

The first demon general with two huge horns said with a smile: "If His Highness is given the medicinal properties, I'm afraid you and I will lose our lives. If any beauty is given the medicinal properties, His Highness may not like it and will be annoyed."

"Hahaha, it's still General Bi Luo who is smart and smart. Since he is the beauty His Highness cares about, it is a good thing for him. Afterwards, His Highness may not only not blame him, but also reward you and me." The demon general Gao with blue skin Laughed.

Bi Luo shook his head and raised his glass to pay respects to a demon general who was no different from a human race. The smile on his rough face was particularly terrifying: "Speaking of which, the most worthy of congratulations is General Boyer. Your Highness has tasted the taste of sex, and will definitely accept the marriage contract and facilitate the good things with Lingmei."

His conversation was half-literate, even more vulgar and obscene. Boye frowned slightly when he heard the words, but he stretched it out before the devil realized it. He also raised his wine glass and saluted Bi Luo: "Then thank you Bi Luo. General Luo's help."

If he hadn't been in a hurry to let the little girl occupy a place in His Royal Highness Wu Yan's magic palace, he, who was born in a high-level demon clan, would never have joined these mud legs.

Wu Yan must take revenge for the devil's grievances. If he resorts to tough tactics, he will burn himself instead. It's better to find another way to break his unfeminine shield, so that the devil emperor can give a marriage in a logical way, and the younger sister has a chance to enter the devil's palace .

A shrill voice completely destroyed this happy scene.

"General, General, lost, Your Highness's beauty, lost!"

Wu Yan was sent to the southwestern part of the Demon Realm a few days ago, and he returned in a hurry today.

Although he didn't realize that those wine bags and rice bags on the right way could find him so quickly, he was still a little anxious. In addition, the demon general stationed halfway sent a message saying that the fourth prince was suppressing him, so he even accelerated his return journey.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the gate of the demon palace from a distance, he was stopped by the demon, and after a closer look, it turned out to be his good brother who had just returned to the demon world recently.

star ride.

The bastard emperor's younger brother who is mixed with the blood of human sword cultivators has another name that is better known.

Ruan Chengxing.

As if there had never been any quarrel in the apricot forest, Ruan Chengxing smiled at him and said that he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to have a drink with the emperor brother.

Wu Yan knew that he probably hated him very much in his heart, and recently took the opportunity to win over a lot of forces, so he couldn't wait to be proud of himself, thinking of the little Daoist king on the couch in his palace, so he glanced at him sympathetically, with long eyelashes With the slightly curved eyes trembling: "Alright, the emperor will come to my palace and have a drink."

The demon world is vast and demons are rare, even the prince's demon palace is luxurious and vast, Wu Yan acts unscrupulously, and the demon palace is extravagant and extravagant, with rare birds and animals, exotic plants and flowers, the specifications are only under the demon emperor.

Looking up, even the attendants behind Ruan Chengxing couldn't help showing strange expressions.

Seeing Ruan Chengxing's expression changed slightly, Wu Yan was even more delighted. As early as he had suffered the humiliation of that day and found out about Song Yuan's relationship with the people around him, he had keenly sensed that Ruan Chengxing was not just as innocent as he appeared on the surface. The relationship between the brothers and sisters may be as originally planned, with the so-called heart of banning Song Yuan.

This stupid and self-righteous younger brother of his is obviously bold and outrageous. He violated the prohibition of senior brothers on the surface, but actually committed the crime of loving the enemy.

On the way, Wuyan also sent someone to fetch the fine wine from his palace. Ruan Chengxing heard what he said, and asked, "Could it be the Luqiu wine that killed Dongting Autumn?"

"That's right, I got this wine by chance when I was traveling in the Buddhist kingdom, and it's rare even at Father's place."

After speaking, I sat down, and the beautiful witches filed in, standing in the pavilion, and the singer plucked the strings and sang softly.

Unexpectedly, the waiter who waited first was not good wine, but a servant with cold sweat on his face, hanging by the ear of the impatient Wu Yan, tremblingly uttering a message that told him to get up immediately.

Song Yuan is lost.

--------------------

These two couples are either lost or on the way to lose.

Family members, don't urge Xuexue, Xuexue's blessing is in the future.

This plot should be quite clear, the junior brother stole Wu Yan's house.