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Chapter 44: The poor devil has a fierce wife

Since the first meeting, Na Sang Tu has never been to Chaojun Terrace again. As for whether he went to Ying Zhaoyan to recall the past, Fei Jue didn't know, but later, according to Qingqing, he went there, but Ying Zhaoyan

Yan did not come forward to see her.

Feiyao never likes to see women playing jealousy tricks. Although Chao Hua Guo is one of the reasons why she married Little Demon King, there must be a bottom line. Her bottom line is that her husband cannot marry another woman to avoid quarreling every day.

It was annoying. If Ying Zhaoyan couldn't do it, their marriage would be ruined. She didn't feel sorry for it, but since he agreed, he would keep his word.

Originally, Fei Yao thought that there was no cat in the world who would not cheat. Ying Zhaoyan was in his prime, and there were many beautiful women in this demonic world. It was inevitable that there would be some old acquaintances. Her marriage to Ying Zhaoyan was like a long-term marriage.

In this business, one is greedy for life and the other is greedy for sex. She also tacitly agrees that Ying Zhaoyan has someone else, but she is not allowed to appear in public.

However, after Na Sang Tu's provocation, Fei Yao felt that her mood had obviously changed. If she thought about it carefully, if Ying Zhaoyan secretly met Na Sang Tu from time to time behind her back, she would feel uncomfortable in every way, so Fei Yao started

Self-reflection, could it be that after hundreds of years, her true nature has been hard to change, and she is still so cunning and stingy, with no room for sand in her eyes?

This would be aggrieved to the little devil. If one day he really couldn't bear the loneliness and Hongxing stepped out, the worst they could do was break up, and she wasn't someone she couldn't let go of.

After making this decision, Fei Yao was determined to make it clear to Ying Zhaoyan, so he left the Chaojun Terrace and went to Ying Zhaoyan's study.

Qiao Song was standing guard outside the study room. When he saw Fei Yao coming, he subconsciously took two steps back, then quickly saluted and said, "The Queen."

"I'm looking for your demon king."

Qiao Song hurriedly said: "Go down and report it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study room opened from the inside, and a hand stretched out and pulled Fei Yao in.

Fei Yao went in and looked around. Nuo Da's study room was lined with countless shelves, which were densely packed with books with annotations. Fei Yao made a rough estimate, adding up the total number of books in the entire study room.

Get hundreds of thousands.

Feeling surprised, Fei Yao looked around and asked, "Have you seen all of these?"

"Some have read it roughly once, and some have read it carefully two or three times."

Fei Yao admired in his heart. Although she was older, she had not read many books. Overall, she could not compare to one-tenth of the books here.

"No wonder I'm a rough man. I can't finish these books until I die."

"Yu'er is a military commander, and being good at making decisions is already a very high talent."

Fei Yao shook his head, looked at these books, and looked at Ying Zhaoyan with admiration.

His eyes circled around the room and stopped on a portrait. The portrait was facing Ying Zhaoyan's desk. Judging from the color of the paper, it had been hanging there for many years.

"Yu'er." Ying Zhaoyan called out, seemingly impatient and unwilling to let her get close.

Fei Yao floated up and slowly settled in front of the painting. He raised his eyes and took a closer look. The person in the painting was wearing silver armor and was majestic. The helmet with red tassels was held in his hand by two slender fingers.

Her hair was flying in the wind with extraordinary wantonness, and the long knife in her hand was bloody, giving her a pretentious aura.

After watching for a moment, Fei Yao finally spoke and asked, "Who is this?"

"Uh..." For a moment, the dignified Demon Lord of the Demon Realm felt a little embarrassed.

Fei Yao was confused. He got closer and took a closer look. He saw the pattern of fireworks on the woman's long knife. He was surprised and said: "Fish Calling Knife!"

After reading it, I turned around and asked Ying Zhaoyan, "Which one painted it? I didn't even dare to sign it."

A rare blush appeared on Ying Zhaoyan's face, "Five hundred years ago, I painted this in a deserted place in the Demon World, where supplies were scarce and paint was difficult to find."

Fei Yao thought about it carefully and said with emotion: "That was the first time I fought with the devil. At that time, you secretly admired your enemy!"

"You have never been my enemy. In a sense, it is you who calmed down the civil strife in the demon world."

Fei Yao clicked his tongue a few times, "Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng, you are really thoughtful. I didn't know I was being watched for so many years."

Ying Zhaoyan also raised his eyes and looked at the portrait and said: "Five hundred years ago, a girl broke into my world wantonly and was as dazzling as the stars in the sky. I was far different from you at that time, so I

It took me five hundred years to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with you in the past. During these five hundred years, I have been looking for a solution to the morning flower poison. I hate that I showed up too late and left you alone.

, resisted for so many years.”

For a moment, Fei Yao was moved in her heart, but it turned out that for so long, there was actually such a persistent person in this world who was quietly caring for her.

"You are the most dazzling one. Back then, you were suppressed by your uncle. Five hundred years have passed, but I can't catch up with you everywhere."

Reaching out and pinching Fei Yao's face, Ying Zhaoyan lowered his eyes and said, "You are the light that I will always pursue in my heart, no matter what you become."

Fei Yao felt a little guilty, "But part of the reason why I married you was for the morning flowers."

"Actually, the second time we met in Kunlun Mountain, I had already prepared the second one. As long as you mentioned a word, I would not wait to take it out to you, but you, you, always hold on to yourself."

"So, you stayed in the Ice Valley, and when you appeared in Panshan Lake, were you looking for me all over the world, calculating the world and giving me the third one?"

Ying Zhaoyan saw the light in Fei Yao's eyes, smiled, and responded, "Yes."

Fei Yao blushed, "I'm using you to survive."

"Didn't you say that marrying me Chaohuaguo is only part of the reason, but what about the other part?"

Fei Yao was a little embarrassed to say it, but a good man does what he does, so he gritted his teeth and replied: "Coveting for beauty."

"..."

After coughing twice, the embarrassment in his heart was relieved a little. Fei Yao remembered the purpose of coming this time, and said seriously: "I want to tell you today that you are not allowed to mess around outside."

"I don't dare." Ying Zhaoyan said calmly, "Before I got married, I met Fengshen Fei Liao. He was very considerate and advised me to take more care of me and to be as safe as jade when I am outside."

Fei Yao narrowed his eyes, "Did that guy tell you that I am as beautiful as I am, but too fierce?"

"For my husband, I only agree with the first half of the sentence."

Fei Yao nodded, "I have discernment."

While the two were joking, the door of the study room was lightly knocked on a few times. Qiao Song stood outside the door and reported: "Queen Qi, your letter has been sent."

Fei Yao was confused, wondering who could think of her now. It wouldn't be the summary of Du'e Xingjun's gossip, nor would it be Fei Liao's invitation to marry his wife. Could it be that Empress Yunjin has it?

News about Uncle Wu Zhang?
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