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Chapter 5123

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It was this kind of nonchalant attitude.

On the contrary, it made one feel that.

What Demonic Palace's answer was not important to him.

As though everything was within his control.

Demonic Palace didn't know why but she felt that the man in front of her wasn't as obedient and harmless as he looked. He wasn't just a God Realm aristocrat who had nurtured such an imposing manner.

Just a gaze or a simple syllable.

That was enough to shock her.

This imposing manner.

It was innate.

And there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Somehow she felt as though she had seen it somewhere before.

Demonic Palace pursed his lips tightly, his cold and gloomy face was filled with complicated emotions.

After that, he turned around and left without a word.

Until he was far away.

Ye Qing Luo carried Little Nine and stood up, "Are you so sure that she will tell us everything she knows truthfully?"

"She won't."

Di Mo Xuan stretched out his hand towards her, his obedient and harmless face wasn't as cold and emotionless as it was tainted with a gentle smile, "You can only believe half of her words."

"So she will definitely choose us, right?" Ye Qing Luo walked over and buried her body into his arms.

Di Mo Xuan smiled, "Her choice isn't important."

Right from the start.

Di Mo Xuan didn't believe Demonic Palace at all.

But if Demonic Palace was willing to say a little.

He would be able to deduce many things from it.

But even if Demonic Palace wasn't willing to say.

At most it would just be more troublesome for him.

In fact.

It was indeed as what Di Mo Xuan said.

That night, when Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan were already resting.

A "creak" sound was heard outside the window.

Demonic Palace snuck into the room.

Ye Qing Luo who had just laid down, "…"

What happened in the day had already made her mentally exhausted.

Now she wasn't even allowed to sleep properly at night.

Wasn't this Demonic Palace too energetic?

It seemed that she, the bride, was the most tired in the day?

Luckily the both of them knew that they were surrounded by spies so they slept in their clothes.

When she heard the sound, Ye Qing Luo had already sat up and leaned against the headboard as she glanced lazily at Demonic Palace, "I say, Sir Demonic Palace, you're a dignified Sir Demonic Palace, isn't it a little inappropriate to climb into our room in the middle of the night?"

The moonlight was like water and the Demon Palace who was dressed in a crow feathered black robe stood in the room as a pair of icy cold beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Ye Qing Luo.

The young girl yawned, her posture was very indifferent. "You should at least consider it. We are husband and wife. It's really inappropriate for you to climb the window without saying a word."

"But …"

"After all, the Devil Hall lord's wedding was called off halfway through. He doesn't understand this logic. I'll reluctantly forgive you. "

The girl's voice was soft, and her tone was languid.

Every single word stabbed into the heart of the Demon Hall.

The Demon Hall was so angry that his complexion turned extremely unsightly. Under the dim light, he looked extremely malevolent.

She clenched her fists tightly, her killing intent bursting forth.

A clear voice suppressed all the undercurrents in the room.

"Has the Devil Hall thought it through?"

Di Mo Xuan lit a candlestick and sat on the chair which was shrouded in a layer of velvet light.

The Demon Crown Prince suppressed his anger and walked over. "This Crown Prince does not know much."

These words indicated that she had agreed to Di Mo Xuan's conditions.

"Devil region …. more than half of the forces belong to Secluded Palace right?" Di Mo Xuan didn't beat around the bush as he asked directly.

The Demon Hall muttered to himself for a moment, "Yes."

"This wedding, I'm afraid it's arranged by Secluded Palace?" Ye Qing Luo's lips curled slightly as she asked with a smile.

Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love. Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love.

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