The first rays of the morning sun had just appeared, and a soul-devouring body fragrance faintly enveloped her. Behind him, a warm body was already attached.
She didn't say anything. She continued sleeping on her side and didn't turn around to look at him.
Qian Ye, who was behind him, opened his mouth first. His hazy voice was filled with sleepiness." Sister, it's almost dawn. Why aren't you asleep yet…"
Outside the cloud window, the faint light reflected her long and narrow demonic eyes, dark and deep. In the darkness where the clouds were first revealed, there was a faint dark light that burned quietly like a ghost fire.
They usually slept just to recover the energy they had spent during the day. It would not be a big deal if they did not sleep, so she did not really care.
The light in her eyes flickered a few times. After a long time, she replied leisurely,"I'm thinking about the day when I saw Naphtalene.”
She was really surprised by this. Nai, who was extraordinarily intelligent in Qian Ye's information and who was deep and dark in Luo Chun's mouth, was actually a gentle, reserved, and polite man like Jiali!
It had to be said that she had never expected his personality to be like this.
"Hmm…Actually, I did think of recruiting him back then. There are very few people like him who are so talented, have a desire for power, and have the aptitude to be a master of the night…"
Qian Ye subconsciously said with his eyes closed.
String Kite's lips curled into an alluring smile as she turned around. She looked at the half-asleep devilish man beside her pillow and gently pulled him into her embrace. Her red lips fell on his ear."Do you want him?"
"Oh…"
He mumbled in a daze and did not give a clear reply.
The string kite seemed to have made up its mind. Its eyes were filled with gentleness and determination, along with a strange emotion. In the end, it only turned into a faint sigh."Ye, as long as it's something you want, even if it doesn't belong to me, I will fight for it for you. Even if I have to pay the price of losing everything…"
She closed her trembling eyes with a deep sense of exhaustion. She did not notice that…the man in her arms's shocked demonic eyes did not have a trace of sleepiness. His clear and deep eyes were clear and bright. Then, a happy smile gradually crept up the corner of his lips, silently blooming in the quiet morning light. It was seductive and beautiful, carrying a deep temptation.
Sister, I don't need you to fight for anything for me, nor do I need you to sacrifice anything for me. What I want has never changed…
I only want…you!
At the corner of the second floor of a certain restaurant, through the half-opened window, one could vaguely see the full appearance of a table by the window: Three demons of different races sat on three sides of the table, and they happened not to sit on the side near the window.
The window was facing a flower demon with sharp ears. Its silky eyes were surrounded by a noble indifference. Her clear eyes casually swept past the scene below. In just an instant, it was as if the entire world was in her eyes, but it was as if she did not see anything. Nothing could be reflected in her eyes.
She was charming and elegant.
The other two fairies looked exactly the same, but they both bore a slight resemblance to the enchanting flower demon.
They looked like twins, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell from their ears that they were not of the same race.
One of them was a vixen with a pair of beautiful fox ears. There was always a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were as clear as a mirror, inadvertently revealing the pure charm of a child. The long purple-brown threads contrasted with his fair skin, making him look clean and pure. His gaze could not leave that beautiful woman.
As for the other demon with merman butterfly wings, he had a sorrowful aura. His slightly drooping head revealed his lack of confidence. Her long and narrow eyes were the same as the former's, but they were filled with heartbreaking pain. She was very obedient, but she seemed even more humble…
Upstairs, the string kite was playing with the wine glass in its hand in boredom. His left hand supported his chin, and the gray silk that was rarely tied up naturally fell down, floating from time to time with the breeze. It was as if no matter how loud the commotion around them was, it would not disturb this silence.
Her half-closed eyes silently revealed a message: She was thinking about something.
That's right, it was rare for her to bring Qian Ye and Xian Se out to taste the delicacies of the elf clan today. As she ate, her mind could not help but be hung up on that matter.
Luo Chun wanted her to do her best to deal with Nai. She could deal with the subjects in the court and the nobles in the capital for the time being. The main thing was to rely on her to settle the matter.
Moreover, since Qian Ye also wanted this piece of paper, she had no choice but to be serious.
According to Luo Chun's description, the situation in the court had become more and more urgent recently. Not long after the previous king was buried, the two factions of ministers in the court were already in deep trouble. As for those who were neutral, there was no need to say anything more about those cunning old foxes.
It seemed that the two factions, which had a huge difference in numbers, had started an intense war of words again yesterday. As for the people on Lennon's side, they were wavering more and more, and the pressure they were under was also increasing. The gathering in the official's palace, which was supposed to be held once every three days, was now held once a day.
Luo Chun said that if they couldn't get rid of Naphtalene by tomorrow, then Lan Xiong's faction in the court would win. Then, the coronation ceremony of the new king awaited them. At that time, it would be impossible to take him down again.
However, this sprite was indeed difficult to deal with. It was gentle and round, and would not be swayed by force or persuasion…
She didn't care who would inherit the throne, the worst outcome was that she would personally go and get the Yiling. It was impossible to obtain such a precious treasure without danger. Moreover, she had experienced countless massacres, so why would she care about losing a little blood?
But she had to get rid of him!
It could also be considered as her promise to Ye.
A stern look flashed across String Kite's face. Her eyes darkened as she took a sip of the mellow wine brewed from the melted ice and snow on the mountaintop and various precious plants.
"Miss Xian Yuan, we meet again.”
A gentle and comfortable male voice sounded behind her.
String Kite replied to the jade-robed man who had gone upstairs at some point,""That's really a 'coincidence', Young Master Nai!”
She clearly saw him turn around when he saw her when he passed by the restaurant.
Despite her meaningful words, he still calmly sat down in the empty seat opposite her. His smile was very exquisite, as if it could lift the darkness in the depths of your core spirit and bring you warm sunshine. On his back, there were no beautiful wings of the elves. His every movement was not like that of a Zhaosu, but more like that of an elegant royal family.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a stunning man by Miss Xian Yuan's side.”
His gentle tone, calm and gentle, had a magical power that could make people unconsciously let down their guard.
String Kite smiled coldly and narrowed its eyes, sizing up the elf who had a similar temperament to Jiali without hiding anything.
He was Master Zhao Su, and he also had the power of Lan Xiong's side. He must have known about the situation of the two women who had appeared beside Luo Chun. Moreover, he must have had a thorough understanding of them.
However, when she came to visit him, he still did not shy away from meeting her, and his words were even more polite as if he was treating a guest...
Naphthene was really hard to fathom…
"Actually, since the last time we met, I had a vague feeling…I really want to know who Miss Xian Yuan is looking at through me.”
The smile on his face was still as gentle as water, as if he had just casually greeted her, but it shocked String Kite.
It was only the second time they met, but he knew that she would sometimes look at 'Jiali' through his eyes that were so gentle that they could make people sink into them?
Heh, as expected of someone with the aptitude of Zhaoku.
"Most of the time, it's better not to know too much.”
Xian Yuan took a sip from the wine cup and lowered her eyes to hide the complicated sadness. She said in a slightly stiff tone.
Xian Se did not know much about her past. Therefore, other than a slight curiosity, she just sat quietly at the side and ate the pastries.
However, Qian Ye was different.
He knew about the String Kite's past and had personally assimilated into it. Therefore, he knew who Nai was talking about.
The person he had once envied, hated, and was also the 'closest' to-the number one zither player of the Demon Realm, Jia Li.
When he thought of that elegant and otherworldly figure, a wave of hatred could not help but spread to the bottom of his demonic eyes. But even faster, he also lowered his eyes, not revealing the slightest abnormality.
Compared to the lively surroundings, the atmosphere in this corner was really strange.
Nai pursed her lips and smiled, her phoenix eyes flowing with a trace of regret. She shook her head gently."If it weren't for the fact that we stood in different directions, our relationship might not be so awkward. In fact, I really hope to become good friends with you.”
His eyes were sincere and apologetic, clear and calm, and there was no hint of any tricks. The sorrowful tone in her voice made it hard for people to guess and be on guard.
At that moment, the fairy in front of her actually resonated with her core spirit.
Two hundred years ago, when she was still a sickly flower demon that had to sustain her life with precious medicinal herbs every day, although she had the love of her father, no one dared to approach her easily. Those who came to approach her would more or less have some ulterior motive.
Just when she thought that she could only face the superficial respect of others and the disdain of others in her heart like a mortal, she would be lonely in Tide String Palace forever. The elegant zither player holding the Phoenix Parasol Zither gave her hope.
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