406 His Royal Highness's Wedding + Demon Mother 5000+
406 His Highness’s Wedding + Demon Girl Extra (5000+)
Beiming Liancheng walked over and chuckled: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"How can I still drink?" In order to prove himself, Nangong Baiye stepped on the soft carpet with his bare feet. After taking two steps, he hugged a beam: "Brother, I can still drink."
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Beiming Liancheng:......
"Look carefully at what you are holding." His Highness held his forehead with his fingers, feeling helpless.
Nangong Baiye stretched out his hand and touched it, and suddenly realized, "I hugged you wrong." Then he walked to Beiming Liancheng's arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly.
"Go take a bath." Beiming Liancheng took a soft blanket and wrapped her in it.
Nangong Baiye hummed, walked into the hot spring pool next door with long legs, and didn't know why he was laughing there. He still said plausibly: "Cook your own dumplings that can walk."
"Don't move." Beiming Liancheng also walked in, hugged her from behind, and placed his chin on the top of her head.
Nangong Baiye finally became quiet. She curled her lips with a slight smile and leaned back. The evil breath leaked from the corners of her eyes. Her scattered black hair revealed the elegant side of her neck. Her slender and soft waist was twisted every time.
It's all terrible...
Beiming Liancheng chuckled, lowered his body slightly, trapped her in the middle, and slowly tightened his arms...
He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. Her soft lips became more fragrant because of the aroma of wine...
Nangong Baiye looked over the man's shoulder and saw the completely transparent bronze mirror behind him.
The surface of the mirror was covered with a layer of water vapor. She could see Beiming Liancheng rubbing her chest with one hand, turning his face to kiss her, and holding her whole body in his arms with his other hand.
His body was pressed tightly against hers, his thin lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a bewitching look...
Beiming Liancheng liked the way the person in his arms looked after he was drunk. At this time, she would always be very obedient. She would listen to whatever he said, just like an obedient pet, letting him bully her.
However, the more obedient you are, the more people want to destroy you.
Beiming Liancheng hooked up his thin lips, hugged the slender waist in his arms, and pushed hard from behind. His tenderness seemed to have found his master, and he kept cooperating with his movements, so tight that it made people crazy.
!
The water in the hot spring pool splashed outside and dripped on the marble, making a crisp sound.
He pressed her whole body against the edge of the pool, looking at the cold and dark eyes that were stained with a faint mist due to his movements, and the amber eyes became extremely deep.
He suddenly exerted his strength, and his ruthless and predatory expression impressed almost all women.
Nangong Baiye wanted him to be gentler, but was attracted by the numbness and just wanted to be closer to him, closer...
This sweet torture didn't end until dawn. When he opened his eyes, she was already in his arms.
He wiped her hair, pinched her palms and ears from time to time, and happily treated her like a cat or a dog, not a human being anyway.
She was used to it, so she leaned in his arms and let him serve her. She didn't feel strange until he wrapped her arms around her and put on a long black dress with exquisite workmanship.
No wonder Nangong Baiye would be surprised. For how many days, his senior brother had been saying that "you have to take it off anyway", so he just let her wear a fur and nestle in his arms.
Today is really unexpected.
Probably aware of her doubts, her senior brother picked her up and put her on the carriage, with a half-smile but not a smile: "Let's find someone to witness it."
"What are you witnessing?" Nangong Baiye tugged at his sleeves. There were so many black pearls on them that people were very happy.
Beiming Liancheng glanced at her casually: "Wedding."
Nangong Baiye:......
"Farewell to Your Highness and Madam." The servant in black seemed to have heard nothing. He put his right hand on his left shoulder. After a very gentlemanly salute, he looked back at the witch who was invited out of the hall last night and said in an uneven tone: "Wei
Miss Si, give up."
"Don't you know, Your Highness? As long as you have me, you can suppress those disobedient demons." The witch frowned unwillingly.
The servant in black chuckled: "Miss Weiss, what are you talking about? Even without you, His Highness can still suppress those disobedient demons. He is Lucifer." At this point, the servant in black suddenly
After a pause: "By the way, I would like to remind you, go and see how many people you have ambushed in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace..."
"You, you..." The witch opened her eyes in disbelief, how did he know!
The servant in black curled his thin lips and said, "When His Highness was dealing with the Heaven Realm, he sorted out the Demon Realm by the way. His Highness probably just woke up and didn't want to be too ostentatious, but Miss Weiss, you are too stupid."
The witch fell to the ground limply, her throat seemed to be pinched by invisible hands.
What did she do wrong?
This is how His Highness wants to deal with her.
Just because she said something rude in front of that "pet" who couldn't do anything?
"You actually want to threaten His Highness? Haha, who do you think Lucifer will be threatened by?" The servant in black dropped these words and turned around and entered the main hall.
These nobles in the demon world are all stupid.
His Highness's thing, even if it is a pet, should not be so blatantly provocative.
What's more, that person has never been just a pet to His Highness...
The sunset ends.
On the carriage, Nangong Baiye was looking forward to the wedding her senior brother was talking about...
"We're here." Beiming Liancheng held the person in his arms and smiled evilly: "Knock on the door."
Nangong Baiye looked at the bronze door in front of him. There were two horns hanging on it. He could vaguely hear someone roaring inside: "Do you know where you went wrong!"
"I don't know." A milky voice said softly, "Father, you have asked this question a dozen times, are you tired?"
Bang!!
The tiger-headed King of Hell slapped the table and stood up: "You little bastard!"
"If I were a little brat, you would be an old brat." The little man held a pacifier in his mouth and had two horns on his head.
The King of Hell was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "Why did I get angry with you, a thing that is so angry that you will not pay for it with your life!"
"You can't control your lower body, who's to blame?" The little man sat on the sandalwood table and shrugged.
The master who was following the King of Hell floated here and there with a sad look on his face: Seventh Prince, for the sake of this old devil like me, could you please say a few less words? And where did you learn the word "lower body" from?
Coming!
The King of Hell suppressed the air in his chest again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and said angrily: "Ka Suo, get out of here! What on earth have you taught Xiao Qi!"
"Huh? Sir, are you looking for me?" Ka Suo stretched his body and carried the sickle. He was suddenly stunned and looked at the back of the King of Hell: "Why are you here?"
Who?
The King of Hell avoided his gaze and looked over, only to see a familiar face smiling in front of him.
"Lucifer!" He couldn't help but become alert: "What are you doing here!"
Beiming Liancheng surrounded Nangong Baiye and walked over with elegant steps: "I just want to inform you that I am getting married. How much money do you plan to pay?"
"Huh? Married, you?" The King of Hell snorted coldly: "How dare a woman marry you?"
Beiming Liancheng stopped paying attention to him and whispered in Nangong Baiye's ear: "Has he been proposing all his life?"
"Huh? What's the result?" Nangong Liancheng glanced at the King of Hell, whose face turned dark.
Beiming Liancheng smiled slightly: "As a result, seven sons have been born until now, and the man has not agreed to it yet."
Nangong Baiye:......
So you came to show off to others that you are getting married o(□)o
Senior brother, you did this just to hurt others on purpose. It’s so shameless, okay!
"Lucifer!" The King of Hell squeezed the table wood in his hand, his face turned red with anger.
The kid would add fuel to the fire: "It's so bad."
"nnd! Yan Xiaoqi, sooner or later you will be like me. Don't let me be so arrogant here!" The King of Hell pinched the little man and threw him directly into the refining fire of hell!
The child fidgeted there for a while, then jumped out, stood in front of Nangong Baiye, and took her hand very gentlemanly: "This beautiful little girl, can you tell me,
What's your name? Your eyes are like stars in the sky. Just one look, and I...wait, let me see what happens next." The child quickly opened a book called "The King of Hell Chasing His Wife"
, continued: "I fell into it completely. I will never miss lovesickness in my life, so I will suffer from lovesickness..."
Nangong Baiye watched the child flipping through the book and had only one thought in his mind. This was the words used by the King of Hell to propose marriage. No wonder he couldn't find his wife...
"Yan Xiaoqi!!!" The King of Hell ran away violently, and his body swelled ten times larger than usual, reaching straight up to the underworld.
Beiming Liancheng didn't pay attention to his anger at all, and kicked the child away nonchalantly, then slowly wiped Nangong Baiye's hand: "Let's go to the next place."
Next place?
Nangong Baiye looked at the black water flowing in front of him, and walking further inside, he saw a large area of bright red and enchanting roses.
They bloom extremely vigorously, with crystal water droplets. Even if the nutrients under the ground are fishy and sweet blood, they can't hide the shocking beauty.
In the endless sea of flowers, there was a high platform, and a carved black wood coffin was quietly placed on the platform.
The low-key and gorgeous coffin was painted with a huge upside-down cross, symbolizing Jehovah's forgiveness and curse.
The coffin is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, as if it was tailor-made. The black paint glows with brilliance under the dim candlelight, making everyone marvel at the taste of its owner.
Lying in a black coffin lies a man. He is wearing a set of ancient British black swallowtails. His slender hands are wrapped in snow-white gloves. The piping cuffs and collar are exquisite and elegant, which fully accentuates his tall body.
That's...Cain.
Beiming Liancheng put one hand in the pocket of his windbreaker and looked down at the person in the coffin, with a bit of evil in the corner of his mouth: "Junior sister, do you think he looks awkward like this? Forget it, I'm about to get married, that's all.
I won’t open his coffin.”
Nangong Baiye:......
"Are you envious of me?" Beiming Liancheng smiled evilly and picked a rose, put it elegantly on the tip of his nose and smelled it, then crushed it and sprinkled it on the translucent coffin.
Nangong Baiye:......
As expected, his senior brother came here specially to show off.
so……
The so-called witness he said was that he took her around and told people who had a delicate relationship with him that he was getting married?
This is really...an extremely special...witness o(□)o
The last witness is relatively normal. At least he is not King Yama, nor is he the vampire ancestor sleeping in the coffin.
It was the boss of the Pei family. He looked up from his abacus with a smile and only asked: "When will the divorce be divorced?"
Nangong Baiye:......
She took back what she said before, none of these people are normal at all!
…
In this way, a wedding kicked off as darkness fell.
It was night, in the white mist, and the huge magic palace was filled with oil lamps. The oil lamps were held by mandala flowers. One after another, they bloomed on the stone steps, in full swing, inlaid on them, and spread to the top.
The throne forms a strange and grand scene, full of nobility and splendor and elegance that cannot be described in words.
In particular, the man sitting on the throne is the right wing of the god who makes even gods helpless...Lucifer.
His slender legs were slightly draped, and his chin was lightly supported by his fingers. His black robe was scattered on the ground, and his long sleeves rustled, but did not stir up a trace of dust.
Abstinence, evil charm.
He vividly displayed the beauty of these two extremes.
The long curly hair, like mercury, hangs straight to the ground, like broken moonlight. Under the swaying oil lamp, it ripples with unpredictable light, exuding a bewitching evil charm and aloof loneliness.
Leng Ao.
His kingly aura almost shocked the entire hall!
There was a clang.
The heavy iron door was pushed open.
Under the bright moonlight, Nangong Baiye, who was wearing a black gauze skirt, slowly walked towards him, with a corolla made of black pearls on her head, and her long black chestnut curly hair hanging on both sides, draped over a silver-white
On her fur, she looks like an aristocratic queen from a movie. The difference is that she has the unique depth of the oriental people. The tear moles under the corners of her eyes are flying, so bright that people can't take their eyes away. The several meters long
The skirt that touches the floor hangs down behind her, and she is carried by Nangong Xiaomiao, who is dressed in black mink fur. She is extremely beautiful.
Different from human weddings, they all wear black dresses, and the only red is the mandala embellishment along the way.
The collision of flaming red and sinful black creates a breathtaking wedding scene.
There were not many guests, only a few people standing in the dark...
Beiming Liancheng stood up from the throne, stretched his long black-gloved fingers forward.
There is no blessing from Jehovah's curse.
He is inherently evil and cunning, between playing with people's hearts and applauding, he is a devil that everyone must avoid.
However, she crossed the millennium, put her hand on his palm, and told him: "She is willing..."
There was a crash!
Large clusters of feathers soared together with the enchanting red flowers, filling the sky.
The demon girl holding an umbrella looked at this scene from a distance, her thin lips slightly raised in an arc.
Little Thief Ye, I wish you happiness...
Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and the demon girl wiped it away with a smile. Her back was straight and graceful. As soon as she stepped out of the palace door, she saw the most favored young master of the Hei family, half-bending his knees, and dressing Nangong Xiaomiao.
Cotton shoes.
Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her small arms to support his shoulders. She was dressed expensively and sighed in a decent manner: "I finally married my mother. It was not easy."
The young master of the Hei family didn't say anything, he just took off the fur from his neck and wrapped it around the little man.
Ha, it looks like Xiaomiao is more like an exquisite little puppet, wearing thick clothes, swaying, and about to fall down.
The young master of the Hei family held the little man in his arms and said in a clear voice: "How many times have I told you, when walking, don't just stare in front, look at your feet more." As he said this, he held the hand with an expressionless expression.
The little man's hand led him forward.
The demon girl looked at the two little people and the heavy snow in the sky, but her smile gradually faded.
"How many times have I told you, when walking, don't just stare in front of you, look at your feet more."
Someone had said this to her a long time ago. There was no trace of impatience, no airs of a young master in front of other people...
Nangong Rongguang was still very young at that time. He was not the legitimate son of the Nangong family, but he was the only mage.
He was appreciated by the Holy Father at a young age.
Compared with the young master next to him, he always looks cold and cool, and is very calm, as if anything can be solved easily and skillfully as long as he puts it into his hands.
Contrary to him, when she was a child, she seemed to have lived too arrogantly, and her etiquette skills were excellent, but she could not change the rebellion in her blood.
The Mo family is a family on horseback. She has been a child without a father and a mother since she was a child. Anyone who bullies her will be beaten back immediately. For this reason, she has made a lot of enemies in the capital.
Every time he looked at her, he would take her hand very gently and put it in the basin to wash, as if he was pampering her to the extreme: "How many times have I told you, don't hurt yourself when you hit someone."
She held her face high and said nonchalantly: "They bullied me."
If you are bullied, you are bullied.
She used to be so naive and didn't understand that sometimes even when she was wronged, she still had to persevere.
Because in this world, no one will truly feel sorry for you.
How can right and wrong be explained clearly and clearly?
She was not convinced.
I couldn't listen to his advice.
Finally, many, many years later, she suffered a lot...
"Sister Mo, why did you do this?" Qu Chuxiao leaned delicately on the man's arms, questioning her aggrievedly over a dead cat.
The demon girl felt dizzy. The weather in the north would be extremely hot in midsummer, and the sun was so strong that when it hit her body, it could almost burn off a layer of skin, but she felt cold, bitingly cold.
"Girl, my little one is not in good health, please let her relax, okay?" Nangong Rongguang seemed very tired, patted Qu Chuxiao's shoulder, and his voice softened: "I have been busy with the Demon Family recently.
I can't spare the time to see you, you are older than Xiaoxiao, it's time to be more sensible."
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