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"Indeed, you can tell they are from the same family." Qi Mo laughed and then leaned against the soft cushion, closing his eyes to feign sleep.
Su Peijiu also enjoyed the tranquility. She stood up, picked up a book from the desk in the room, and walked over to a distant soft chair to lie down and read.
While she was getting the book, she did not notice that the man behind her, who was pretending to be asleep, had opened his eyes.
Thus, the two of them quietly stayed in the same house for the night.
When morning came, Su Peijiu frowned and covered her neck; she had slept awkwardly on the soft chair. Looking at the blanket on her body, she grasped it and let her watery eyes drift towards the man still sleeping on the couch...
Did he cover her with it last night?
Truly gentle and affectionate towards women, Mo Wang Qi Mo.
She stood up, folded the blanket neatly, and placed it back on the soft chair. Then she walked to the door. During this time, she didn’t even notice that her footsteps had unconsciously slowed down.
Gently pulling open the door, she saw a man still standing at the entrance—clearly yesterday's Leyang. Noticing he was still holding a sword in his arms, Su Peijiu twitched her lips and stepped outside, turning her back to close the door.
At that moment, Qi Mo slowly opened his azure eyes on the couch, a glimmer of light flashing across his face...
Su Peijiu thought it best not to make herself upset so early in the morning. After glancing at Leyang, who stood like a wooden post, she strode confidently toward her yard.
Just as she reached her yard, she heard a sarcastic male voice: "Finally willing to come back?"
Su Peijiu immediately put on a charming smile and ran over: "Senior Brother~ you’re here."
"Did you have fun staying in Desolate King's room last night? You look radiant this morning; I guess life is comfortable enough that you don’t need your senior brother anymore. I’ll just head back to the Demon Palace," Ji Yu said. For some reason, seeing her come out of Qi Mo's room made him feel as if his heart was blocked by a lump of cotton—uncomfortable but not too heavy.
Su Peijiu thought Ji Yu was upset because she hadn’t informed him that everything was fine yesterday. She quickly shook his arm in a flattering manner: "What are you talking about, Senior Brother? The one I need most is you! Are you hungry? I can cook something for you!"
Ji Yu's noble chin revealed a stingy hint: "Senior Brother, you can't eat sweet things."
"Understood! Junior Sister will go make it right away." Su Peijiu received the instruction and hurried towards the kitchen.
However, not long after she left, Ji Yu lazily leaned against a pillar and spoke, "Since you're here, why not show yourself?"
Before the words fell, a man in green clothing holding a sword stepped out from behind a large tree on the left side of the Yard: "Truly worthy of being the leader of the Demon Sect. I had completely concealed my presence, yet you still managed to detect me."
Ji Yu impatiently replied, "What did your master ask you to come for?"
Leyang smiled and gestured politely: "The Prince has matters to discuss with the Palace Master."
"Discuss? ... This Palace Master has nothing to discuss with him. You can go back now." Ji Yu dismissed him.
Leyang remained unfazed, keeping his hand extended: "Regarding Second Sister of the Su Family, does the Palace Master really have no interest?"
Ji Yu sneered: "So you've used tricks against this Palace Master, have you?"
"I wouldn't dare." Leyang humbly lowered his head.
Ji Yu flicked her sleeve and walked forward, the black-purple demonic flowers at her cuff blooming wildly in the wind. "You better have something important; otherwise, this Palace Master will definitely make your Desolate King's Manor vanish within a day!"
In the study. As Ji Yu pushed the door open, she saw Qi Mo sitting in a chair wrapped in a blanket. His attractive brows raised slightly: "What is the Desolate King doing?"
Qi Mo smiled without speaking and gestured for her to sit down.
After Ji Yu took her seat, he slowly began to speak: "This King wishes to make a deal with the Palace Master."
"…Is the Demon Cult still making deals with Yuan Cang Wang Ye? What an honor." Ji Yu lazily leaned back in his chair, propping his chin up with one hand, looking at the pale Qi Mo, feeling quite pleased inside.
"I believe this King would not engage in a deal that would cause the Palace Master to suffer losses."
"Could it be that the Desolate King is someone who would let himself incur losses?" Ji Yu retorted mockingly.
"It seems the Palace Master does not care much for your junior sister," Qi Mo said with narrowed eyes, smiling, though it was unclear what emotions brewed deep within his gaze. "Although I don't know why the Fallen Legitimate Daughter from the Prime Minister's Residence suddenly has a demonic teacher as her brother, she is currently in a precarious situation. If the world were to learn of your existence, no matter how powerful the Demon Cult is, it wouldn't withstand the combined forces of the entire continent, would it?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Yu laughed instead of getting angry: "As expected of the Desolate King, your ability to threaten others hasn't diminished at all." His tone suddenly turned cold: "But isn't the Desolate King getting a bit too carried away? Do you really think everything you do goes unnoticed? Don't assume everyone else is a fool; there's an ancient saying: 'If you want others not to know, you must not do it yourself.'"
The two powerful men exchanged glances filled with unspoken messages in the air. After a while, Ji Yu slowly took out a white porcelain bottle from his robe and placed it on the table beside him before standing up.
He cast a disdainful look at the pale man still seated: "Qi Mo, there will come a day when you regret this…" treating her like this…
With that, Ji Yu turned coldly and left. Qi Mo stared blankly at the ground for an unknown amount of time before he finally coughed and spoke: "Leyang… take this medicine to Ghost Doctor for examination." Would he regret it…?
Yes, he had already regretted it two years ago…
When Su Peijiu came over holding a tray, she happened to see Ji Yu walking in through the courtyard gate. She asked in surprise: "Where did Senior Brother go?"
Ji Yu smirked: "Just checking how different the place where the prince lives is from us common folks."
Su Peijiu replied: "…If you are common folk, then what am I?"
Everyone in the Jianghu knows that the internal structure of the Demon Cult is resplendent and extravagant, surpassing even that of the imperial palace.
"Hurry and come eat breakfast; otherwise, it'll get cold and you'll have an upset stomach." Su Peijiu quickly placed the breakfast on the table and urged him to come eat.
Ji Yu pointed at the only dish of black, sticky substance on the plate and asked, “What is this?”
“Meatballs…” Su Peijiu forced a smile, realizing she had messed up the steps and ended up burning it…
Ji Yu critically used his chopsticks to flip a piece of the black lump on the plate back and forth. “It looks terrible.”
“The taste is definitely not bad!” Su Peijiu looked at him with hopeful eyes. This was her first time cooking, and only this dish of Osmanthus Cake was made by her; the rest were prepared by the kitchen staff.
Ji Yu skeptically picked up the black lump with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. After chewing a couple of times, tears unexpectedly welled up in his phoenix eyes. What on earth was this taste? At his age, he had never eaten anything so awful…
“How is it? Is it good?” Su Peijiu leaned forward with stars in her eyes, eager for praise like a child seeking approval.
After chewing a few more times, Ji Yu swallowed… Yes, he actually swallowed it…
“It’s not bad,” he offered this “honest” opinion, adding silently in his heart, “But please don’t try this again in the future.”
Su Peijiu immediately brightened up, “Eat more, eat more!”
Defeated by a single meatball, Ji Yu no longer dared to try any other food. He put down his chopsticks and forced a smile as he said, “No thanks. Actually, I’m not in the habit of having breakfast.”
After taking a bite of sweet radish, Su Peijiu picked up her meatball and put it in her mouth. Her face stiffened, and she quickly grabbed a bowl to spit it out…
It was really awful…
Looking at Su Peijiu across from him with her flushed face, Ji Yu felt as if something in his heart was gently tugged…
After finally finishing breakfast, Su Peijiu cleaned up the dishes on the table and then came over to sit down.
Before she could speak, Ji Yu's voice rang out: "Are you still getting used to it?"
"What am I supposed to get used to?" Su Peijiu momentarily failed to respond.
"The contrast with your previous life... are you still getting used to it?" He felt pain for the woman before him; she was once a proud girl held in the palm of someone's hand, and now she could skillfully handle these rough tasks... How did she cross that mental barrier?
Su Peijiu smiled and said, "What is there to get used to? I've been living like this at the Prime Minister's Residence. Over time, it becomes inconsequential."
Although her current life was vastly different from the days when everything was handed to her, what could she do? If this was the experience Heavenly Fate had given her, then for the smiles of those from her past life, she must endure!
"Senior Brother... I no longer have time to consider my own thoughts. I'm afraid this stolen life might be taken back at any moment, so Senior Brother..." She stepped forward and grasped Ji Yu's hand: "No matter what, please help me take revenge!"
Ji Yu looked at her delicate, fair hand holding onto his, feeling the strength coming from that hand. Although weak, it was not to be ignored.
"Are you really ready?" He heard his own voice sounding distant and ethereal.
Su Peijiu stared seriously into his eyes: "Since my rebirth until now, every moment."
Ji Yu gazed into her eyes for a long time before reaching out to brush her hand away from his. He shook his head and stood up: "No, you are not..."
Su Peijiu paused for a moment when he said she wasn't ready, then quickly stood up as well: "Senior Brother, how can you say I'm not ready?"
Ji Yu glanced at her faintly: "This is something you should ask yourself... If you haven't truly resolved yourself to take revenge, it's still not too late to give up now. I can ensure that you will live worry-free in the days to come. But if you choose to walk down this irreversible path... Ge'er..." He paused and continued: "This rebirth for you... is a revenge initiated by yourself... Think carefully about it. I have matters to attend to and will leave first. The Desolate King's Manor is very safe; try not to go out." With that, he took off with a leap, leaving Su Peijiu standing in the yard with her head down, staring at the ground, her back appearing desolate and lonely.
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