Chapter 83 Doesn't Senior Brother Dislike Me? (25) "Li'er..."

Chapter 83 Doesn't Senior Brother Dislike Me? (25) "Li'er..."

The roof of the main hall of the Dragon Crystal Palace is inlaid with hundreds of luminous pearls, which make the huge palace shine brightly. The walls are covered with intricate murals, which appear lifelike under the light, like a fairy palace.

The interior furnishings are mainly gold and jade, with colorful spirit stone ornaments everywhere, which is Fu Li's favorite style of extravagance.

The bed in the very center had a jade base and a canopy of mermaid gauze. The brocade quilt, woven from golden silkworm silk, emitted rustling sounds, occasionally interspersed with a soft moan or two.

Apart from that, there was no other sound in the hall; it was quiet and peaceful. Thin wisps of smoke rose slowly from the incense burner beside it. Truly, the room was warm with red quilts and filled with fragrance.

After a while, the commotion inside the bed curtains subsided. The curtains were lifted, and a handsome, fair-skinned man peeked out.

He was only wearing an undergarment, with the front wide open, revealing a flat chest covered with red marks and teeth marks.

His eyes were slightly parted, revealing a sharp yet languid light. His strange pupils reminded one of a pair of vertical pupils that shimmered with a pale purple light, like those of a snake.

A tall figure sat on the edge of the bed, opened his mouth, and beckoned people in with a low, husky, and magnetic voice.

A little demon servant, head bowed, trotted from the doorway to the bedside, never daring to look up.

Not for any other reason than that he knew the master of Dragon Crystal Palace had an unusually possessive desire for his possessions, especially the person behind the curtains. The last demon servant who had accidentally glanced up and stared wide-eyed at the scene inside the bed had already been dragged out.

"Have them prepare the hot spring; I'll be going there later. Oh, and don't let any irrelevant people near. I don't want to see any unwanted people there." The man's tone was casual, yet carried the unyielding authority of a superior.

Upon hearing this, the demon servant lowered his head even further, softly uttered "Yes," and retreated without daring to stop for a moment.

After he left, another figure sat up from under the bed curtains. Slender and thin, yet with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and supple body, her delicate arms reached out and gently stroked the man's back.

A young man's soft, languid voice rang out: "You seem to be acting strange lately, like you especially don't want me to see anyone. Those demon servants avoid me like the plague, as if they're about to be devoured. Did you give them that order?"

The man turned his head, his eyes softening in a way he himself was unaware of, but his words remained firm: "You are my personal furnace, and of course I will not allow anyone else to covet you."

"Hmph." The young man in the tent snorted lightly, a faint smile appearing on his face. The vermilion dot between his brows was vivid and bright, and his complexion was as fresh and radiant as the flowers in early spring, outshining the brilliance of the room emanating from the luminous pearl.

Faced with such dazzling and exquisite beauty, the man's gaze gradually deepened.

He knew that she was born with a seductive body, and that she would only bloom like a flower in full bloom after being nourished by primordial yang.

It's a poisonous flower, an aphrodisiac. Yet, I still let myself become entangled with it, sinking deeper and deeper into depravity.

That being said, we must not let him become too arrogant, otherwise he will eventually take advantage of me.

Zhongli Qianye pondered to himself.

He then focused his gaze and adopted a cold and stern expression.

"What, did I say something wrong?"

The boy was not frightened by his sudden change of expression. Instead, he lowered his head and used his fingertips to twirl and play with the other's loose hair.

Casually: "Why don't you let me be your queen? That way, everyone will know I'm yours."

"Click".

Fu Li looked up and saw that a piece of the luminous pearl on the roof of the palace had broken off.

Her gaze shifted to the man's face, only to find that the usually cunning, calm, and aloof Four Seas Demon Lord was now filled with surprise, and she couldn't tell whether it was a good or bad sign.

Fu Li assumed he was unwilling, shrugged, and said lightly, "If you don't want to, then forget it."

As he spoke, he got dressed and went to the hot spring to bathe.

But Zhongli Qianye grabbed his wrist with astonishing force, almost breaking his wrist bone.

Fu Li did not cry out in pain, but calmly watched him and waited for him to speak.

"You...you really want to be my queen?!" Zhongli Qianye's eyes widened slightly, purple light swirling in his cold, inhuman pupils.

He had never thought of this before. Fu Li's words were like opening a door, from which a flood of fresh thoughts and ideas poured out, impacting his unchanging and stable mind.

Fu Li replied calmly, "Of course. As the Demon Queen, my authority will be much greater than it is now, and I can also order my subordinates to search for treasures from all over the world for me. It's so convenient, why wouldn't I take it?"

Although he spoke only of matters concerning his own interests, Zhongli Qianye was still breathing rapidly and his heart was beating fast.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his long neck, as if he were very nervous.

Finally, he hurriedly asked, "You...you wouldn't happen to be...Xin Yue Ben Zuo, would you?"

His tone was excited, yet he didn't know why he was excited. His gaze was fixed on Fu Li's face, unwilling to miss the slightest change in expression.

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy showed no surprise, but instead a faint smile appeared on his face:

"What does the Demon Lord think?"

To Zhongli Qianye, this was tantamount to tacit agreement.

His cheeks, which had been slightly flushed from the previous encounter, instantly turned a deep crimson, like a blooming rose, extending all the way to the tips of his ears. His fair and handsome face seemed to be veiled in a rosy glow, radiant and astonishing. He looked like a pure young man experiencing love for the first time.

Fu Li found it amusing but didn't show it. A smile graced her beautiful face as she awaited the other party's decision.

Although it came rather quickly, the thought that "Fu Li loves me" made Zhongli Qianye so happy that he almost crashed.

After a long pause, he finally spoke hesitantly: "Making a furnace cauldron the queen... is not without precedent... well, I'll reluctantly agree... well."

He was thinking of the Fairy of Joyful Union and the ancestors of the Black Dragon Clan. His ancestor was also captured by the Fairy of Joyful Union to be used as a furnace, but in the end, didn't the two become Daoist partners and ascend to heaven together? Moreover, even after becoming immortals, they remained deeply in love, and the Fairy of Joyful Union even personally built a tomb for him.

If they can do it, why can't I be the same as Yue Fuli?

Seeing his somewhat awkward expression, Fu Li's smile deepened, but her heart remained completely calm as she complained to the system:

"This villain usually looks imposing and arrogant, like he's all that, but I didn't expect him to be a high-attack, low-defense guy."

Watching its host go from being "used" as a furnace and tool to now using various methods to tame villains: [Eating melon emoji. Learned something new.]

Then Zhongli Qianye carried Fu Li to the hot spring behind the palace. He had completely changed his appearance.

Unlike the languid comfort he felt right after the act, he now had a beaming smile on his face and walked with a brisk pace.

In the hot spring pool, Zhongli Qianye, contrary to his usual behavior, did not order Fu Li to serve him by massaging his shoulders and back. Instead, he held him in his arms and personally applied spiritual medicine and essential oils to him.

He would pinch and squeeze this and that from time to time, lower his head to suck and gently bite Fu Li's ear. The boy on top of him couldn't stand him and wanted to get off him, but he wouldn't let him, like a wolfhound that had recognized its master.

His face was beaming with joy, but he still stubbornly insisted, "Since you've already fallen for me, you should have said so sooner. Although being a furnace is fine, it's not as legitimate as being a demon queen. If you had said so, you wouldn't be suffering like this now, would you?"

Fu Li was too lazy to argue with him, so she lazily answered "yes" and then comfortably enjoyed Zhongli Qianye's service.

The next day, Zhongli Qianye, full of pride and joy, announced to everyone that he would make Fu Li his empress, and that the marriage ceremony would be held on a later date. He also spread the news far and wide, including to Xiaoyu's demon clan.

Upon hearing this news, some demons were shocked, while others understood. However, the demons of the Four Seas Immortal Palace remained calm: it was bound to happen sooner or later!

As is customary, the person who marries the Demon Lord of the Four Seas is not a demon, so their name and identity are kept secret from the public. However, most of the demons know that the Demon Lord's queen is a young human.

Soon, congratulatory gifts from all directions poured into the Dragon Crystal Palace. Fu Li moved from the side hall to the main hall to live with Zhongli Qianye, thus becoming the true master of the Four Seas Immortal Palace.

However, Fu Li showed no interest in the daily gifts from the demons sent by his servants, appearing absent-minded and listless every day.

Zhongli Qianye found it very strange, because this was completely different from the Fu Li he knew, who was obsessed with beautiful and extravagant rare treasures.

He initially thought the gift wasn't to her liking, so as her future husband, the man very generously went to coax her himself.

"Does Li'er dislike the things that are sent to her? If there is anything she wants, just say so, and I will certainly grant it!"

The two sat on coral chairs in the main hall, Fu Li tightly held in the man's arms, like a seductive and world-weary enchantress. Fortunately, there was no one else around when Zhongli Qianye spoke these words, otherwise they would have been shocked by the demon lord's gentle and considerate tone and his words that granted her every wish.

Since their engagement, Zhongli Qianye has become increasingly clingy, to the point that Fu Li finds it outrageous.

He even complained to the system: "Are all the men in this little world like this before marriage, without any sense of distance?" He wasn't just talking about Zhongli Qianye, but also Chongjingge.

The system replied: "You'll get used to it."

However, when Zhongli Qianye asked these questions, Fu Li already knew that she was close to achieving her goal.

His gaze deepened slightly, his clear, deep pupils still gleaming with a faint light: "As for what you want, hmm... I'm actually missing a bodyguard." His expression was calm and indifferent, as if to say, "Since you brought it up, it seems I am indeed lacking something."

Zhongli Qianye readily agreed: "That's for sure. I'll have the Purple Qi Pavilion send a team of their most elite bodyguards tomorrow. Ali, you can choose whichever you like!"

When facing Fu Li, the man always had a smile on his lips, but unlike his usual cunning and cold smile, this time it was completely from the heart.

However, Fu Li said, "I don't want your people. I already have someone in my heart." The young man raised his eyelids to look at him, his eyes gleaming. "Isn't my fourth senior brother still in the dungeon? Release him and let him be my guard."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhongli Qianye's smile froze on his face, and the light in his eyes changed rapidly in a very short time. Several emotions that Fu Li could understand and could not understand flashed by one by one, and finally turned into a thick black mist that stared deeply at him.

The smile on his lips gradually flattened into a straight line.

Fu Li's heartbeat gradually grew louder, as if rapid drumbeats were vibrating in her chest and spreading throughout her body.

Despite being inwardly panicked, she maintained a calm and composed demeanor, calmly meeting Zhongli Qianye's gaze.

After a long silence, the other person finally opened their lips, and their first words were a cold laugh: "Heh."

"Li'er, do you want to become my demon queen because you love me, or because you want to save your senior brother?!"

Author's Note: Zhongli Qianye: Do you love me or not?! (Going crazy)

Fu Li: Ha, you're playing hard to get.

Xiao Yue: Waaaaah, Ali still remembers me, I'm so happy. (So happy!)

Chongjing Pavilion: Hmm, who remembers that I was the one who wrote the title...?