King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 241 I'll Be Big and You Be Small
"Oh! This is the first time I've seen so many murderous people. Human beings are really ignorant and strife. They still need the enlightenment of our holy beast..."

Xiao Qi lay on Han Yujue's shoulder, chattering endlessly.

"Mother has a talking dog!"

"I'm not a dog!"

"That's it, dog," Han Yujue pulled Xiao Qi and picked up its little tail, "You're too nagging, you're frightening the kids. Be good, let's go to the advanced space and rest for a while."

With a flash of white light, Xiao Qi screamed and returned to the portable space.

Han Yujue sighed, she knew that Xiao Qigang had helped, but if she let him continue chattering, Murong Che's head would hurt even more.

"Don't go back to the imperial court, come to my house." She tugged on Murong Che's sleeve.

Murong Che frowned, "But there are still some funeral matters to deal with..."

"Give it to your lieutenant general."

"Oh, you're better at calling him than I am."

Han Yujue smiled sweetly: "After all, if I want you to spend more time with me, then I have to count on him."

Murong Che said softly: "Recently, I have been with you less."

"Well, workaholic, so don't go back and sleep at my house tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yujue suddenly felt that his words were so awkward, as if he was too unreserved, and his little face blushed slightly.

Murong Che lightly raised the corner of his mouth, but he seemed too tired to even tease him, so he just nodded and said, "I'll be with you today."

The gazebo, the breeze, and the sound of bells and music from the song and dance workshop, as if this is the most peaceful place in the noisy city.

However, less than a year ago, there were still many bloodthirsty zombies wandering here...

The Yiren remained the same, but there were a few more close friends who shared weal and woe by his side.

"Brother Murong, it's your turn... Ah, fell asleep." Mo Qingyan just dropped a chess piece, when he looked up, he saw Murong Che, who was leaning on the pavilion pillar, sleeping soundly.

"He can fall asleep, is he a pig?" Shen Xiao lazily raised his long legs while eating peanut snacks.

Han Yujue picked up a peanut and threw it at Shen Xiao: "You talk too loudly, you will disturb him."

"..." Shen Xiao simply stopped eating, and lay down on the stone table to draw mushrooms, "Eccentric, the little zombie is eccentric..."

Han Yujue also lay down next to him, and asked softly, "Look, Murong Che is so tired, what should I do to make him feel better and relax?"

"How could you come and ask me, what should I do to please Murong Che?" Looking closely, those shining eyes of different colors were full of grievances.

One side is like obsidian, the other side is like amethyst, so beautiful that it can suck the soul of a person into the pupil...

Han Yujue was startled for a moment, and then reached out to pinch Shen Xiao's ear: "Didn't it be agreed that I will be the eldest wife and you will be the younger wife? As the younger one, of course you should give advice."

"Huh? When did you agree..."

"I'll help you decide."

"...Little Zombie, to be honest, do you want to use such extreme methods to keep me because you can't bear to part with your brother?"

"Yes." Han Yujue smiled, "So be careful, I may drug you at any time, and let Murong Che force you..."

"Cough, cough..." Mo Qingyan almost laughed out loud, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Murong Che frowned slightly in his sleep...

Shen Xiao showed a pitiful expression: "I have been innocent all my life, and I have never married the woman I love the most. How can I be buried in his hands..."

"That's what you said. Then who is your most beloved woman?" Han Yujue had already set the impression of a prodigal son to Shen Xiao, and always had a bit of distrust of what he said about love and love.

But when he heard this casual question, his eyes burst into splendor, surging with warmth like a boundless sea of ​​flowers blooming——

"Of course it's you."

Of course you.

He blurted out without hesitation.

It seems that his most beloved woman is her, just like autumn and winter, spring rain and summer wind, it is the most natural thing in heaven.

Han Yujue smiled lightly and shook his head. Although there was a lingering awkwardness in his heart, he was calm on the surface: "I knew I couldn't ask."

Shen Xiao's strange-colored eyes are still full of frivolous smiles, and if they are deeper, they seem a little helpless and affectionate.

"You forgot, I will look for you in the next life."

Han Yujue froze for a moment, as if in his vague memory, when did he really say this sentence...

At that time in Moyou Palace, she was injured and her consciousness was not clear, so her memory was also hazy.

"Didn't you say that you will drink Mengpo soup when you pass through reincarnation? After drinking it, you will forget all the past. Since you don't remember me anymore, how can you find me?" Han Yujue looked at Mo Qingyan.

Naturally, God Mo knows best about reincarnation.

Mo Qingyan just took a deep look at Shen Xiao, and sighed vaguely, "There are also people... who will never forget."

It should be said that some people will not enter reincarnation at all.

Eternal life, eternal immortality.

In the dark world, only they know what kind of loneliness it is.

Don't tell me...you have to look for her every life?
Han Yujue seemed to understand, "Is it still possible to foul like this? Then, can Murong Che and I also..."

Mo Qingyan smiled slightly, and said softly: "You and Brother Murong are destined, even if you don't have the memory of the past, maybe in the reincarnation of thousands of generations, you will still meet, know each other, and fall in love for thousands of generations."

As for what kind of ending this fate will lead to... Mo Qingyan couldn't bear to say it.

A cold light flashed in Shen Xiao's eyes, and he looked at Mo Qingyan.

Mo Qingyan just shook his head slightly.

Although Han Yujue listened in a ignorant manner, he was still a little happy: "I used to think that as long as a person dies, everything is gone. Now that I hear the words clearly, I don't think that's the case. Could it be that I Did you actually know you in the previous life?"

Mo Qingyan's eyes lit up suddenly, he hesitated to speak, but finally gave up, just smiled softly, like a bright moon.

Shen Xiao replied very simply: "You may know them, but you won't know me. This life is the beginning of our master-student relationship, you must remember it well."

"You also know it's evil fate." Han Yujue smiled.

"Naturally, it's an evil fate, which makes me want to cut it off with a knife." Murong Che woke up at some point, bathed in silver and white moonlight, and leaned lazily on the fence of the pavilion.

Seeing that Murong Che had woken up, Han Yujue poked Shen Xiao under the table, "It's all your fault, he woke up before you told me what to do."

Shen Xiao looked at Murong Che with great reluctance, and said, "The little zombie said just now that he wanted to go to the hot spring with us."

"Hot spring?" Han Yujue was stunned. When did she say that?
At this time, Shen Xiao's voice sounded in her mind through sound transmission——

"Fine wine, beauties, and hot springs. For men, these three things are the ultimate enjoyment."

(End of this chapter)