The next morning, I fell in love with my heart.

"I can't do it, I want to run away! I haven't told him my heart yet!" Qingcheng suddenly sat up and shouted loudly.

Xiaobi was outside and hurried in when she heard her voice: "Miss Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Xiaobi, I want to leave here! I don't... um..." Seeing Xiaobi come in, Qingcheng took her hand and said anxiously to her.

When Xiaobi heard that she was going to run away, she stepped forward in horror and covered her mouth, lowered her voice: "Miss Qingcheng, stop saying such words in the future. The Demon Lord will be angry when he hears them, just like that day..."

When Qingcheng calmed down, she let her go and walked quickly to the door. She saw another maid Xiaoyou doing things, but she was relieved when she didn't notice the movement in the room. She returned to the room and said to Qingcheng with great thoughts: "Miss Qingcheng, you must never say such things again in the future."

"But I, I really don't want to marry the Demon Lord..." She lay down on the edge of the bed with her head hanging down. Xiaobi looked at Yu Xin and thought about it and said, "Now the Demon Lord is angry. I have sent someone to guard the place. If you admit your mistake with him, he may have a chance if he is not angry."

Qingcheng's eyes instantly regained their colors, and she pulled Xiaobi with a burning look: "Are you saying true? Can I still leave?"

"Oh, I'm not sure. But if you cheer up, there will always be a chance."

On this day, Qingcheng leaned on the rattan bed in the yard and thought about how to leave. Before he knew it, it was late. The afterglow of the setting sun hit her side face, covering her with a layer of mysterious gold gauze.

When Chonglou came in, he saw such a quiet and exquisite picture. Under the golden glow, the beautiful girl leaned quietly on the rattan bed, with her long black hair spreading, as if everything around had lost its color, leaving only the fiery red figure, which was so beautiful that he was stunned and stood there without moving for a long time.

"Meet the Demon Lord." Xiaobi and Xiaoyou first found Chonglou coming in, and both of them quickly knelt down and bowed. Qingcheng tensed up after hearing this, but soon relaxed and turned to smile at him, "Brother Chonglou."

"Ahem..." Chonglou choked by her words, thinking to himself what was wrong with this girl. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a trace of coldness approaching Qingxinyuan. It was him! Unexpectedly, he was so bold that he dared to sneak here! Chonglou's eyes darkened, and then he smiled and sat next to Qingcheng as if nothing had happened, gently tilted the hair on her shoulders behind her head, revealing her fair neck and still had a shocking kiss mark on her.

Qingcheng shrank stiffly, but he seemed to be unaware of it. His fingertips gently stroked the purple traces and said, "I'm sorry, I was too rude yesterday, I'm so hurtful of you!"

This sounds weird and ambiguous. Qingcheng said unnaturally: "It's okay, I won't blame you anymore, I..."

He didn't ask her to say anything more, and then said, "I can't help myself, I will be gentle in the future."

"Hehe..." She smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond, and was afraid that he would annoy him if he said more, so she simply sat down and didn't speak.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking!" Chonglou stroked her soft hair with a big palm.

"Uh, no... Actually, I want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have..." She dodged her eyes and tried to keep laughing, thinking about how to make him put his guard down so that she would have a chance to escape.

Chonglou interrupted her again: "I know you depend on him, not love him. I won't mind those things. And we're about to get married, and I believe we will be happy."

"What kind of wedding?" Qingcheng looked confused. Why was it completely different from what she thought! She wanted to speak again but found that she seemed to be speechless!

"Our wedding! Be surprised! Wait for my bride." Chonglou looked gentle, but Qingcheng looked frightened. What should I do? She doesn't want to marry!

At this time, Mo Chen, who was hiding in the dark, felt his heart beating up and his holes were pierced. He clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was trembling slightly. Are they realizing a husband and wife? It turns out that they are all self-indulgent! She has no affection for herself. Forget it, she is just happy here...

Chonglou felt the cold air disappear. He knew that Mo Chen had left, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said in his heart: Qingcheng is mine! You can't snatch me!

After Mo Chen left, Chonglou naturally lifted Qingcheng's voice ban. As soon as she could speak, she said anxiously: "Sir Chonglou, what, is it too anxious to get married? We have to get along first! We are not very familiar with each other now."

"It's okay, we will soon become familiar with each other. You will only love me!" His eyes were no longer full of doting, and even became irritated with hostility.

"But, but..." She wanted to say something else, but she finally held back and Chonglou smiled with satisfaction.

Since that day, Qingxinyuan has had many more guards than before.

On the evening of the third day, Qingcheng lay on the table in a depressed manner and said sadly: "Sister Xiaobi, what should I do? I will get married in a few days! But we have tried it many times and can't escape at all!"

Seeing her so sad, Xiaobi felt sad and blamed herself: "Miss Qingcheng, I'm sorry! I thought you would lower your guard when you show your kindness to the Demon Lord! I didn't expect that it would hurt you..."

"It's not your fault! We don't know him enough."

As the two were talking, Xiaoyou came over and knocked on the door: "Miss Qingcheng, the three ladies are here, will you see?"

"Oh, Miss Qingcheng, we are all sisters in the future. We look up and see each other. Now we should cultivate more feelings." Qingcheng was about to say no, but the three of them broke in by themselves. Mrs. Huarui, who has always liked to stand out, spoke sourly.

"Sister Huarui, I want to be the queen of the king. Be more respectful to me, otherwise you will suffer in the future." Mrs. Ziyun also choked, saying respectful, but her tone was full of provocation. Qingcheng had no foundation in this Demon Palace except for the heart of Chonglou, so she had no fear except jealousy.

Qingcheng still lay down and said disgustingly. Seeing that they had finished choking, Mrs. Zhiru said, "Okay, we are all serving the Demon Lord in the future, so don't say such words anymore. You two have seen it and then go back first! I want to confirm some supplies."

Huarui and Ziyun were both so jealous that they were almost crazy. They glared fiercely and left with their maids.

Seeing that everyone left, Mrs. Zhiru turned to Qingcheng and said, "Miss Qingcheng, because the wedding is too hasty, many things are being made at the same time. I don't know what kind of jewelry you like. I made several sets of jewelry. I took the picture and see which set to use on the wedding day."

"Whatever..." Qingcheng was still disgusted.

"You can't escape like this." Mrs. Zhiru suddenly approached her and said to her in a low voice.
Chapter completed!