This time, Yuehui and Princess Qing's wedding was urgently planned.

According to the traditional rules of the Demon Race, since the marriage was bestowed by the Demon Emperor, the wedding ceremony must be prepared for at least three months, from the preparation of the dowry in the front to the decoration of the palace in the back.

But this time Yan Qiusi didn't know why he was in a hurry.

As soon as the decree was issued two days ago, the palace staff was immediately sent to prepare for the wedding ceremony, and the wedding ceremony was ordered to be held within seven days.

This made everyone in the Mozu panic, and everyone rushed to the residence of General Yue and Princess Qing.

Naturally, Lin Qingbai also knew about this matter, as if the people had discussed it that day, they casually mentioned this matter to Lin Qingbai.

Until lunch, Fanghua came in to deliver meals to Lin Qingbai, handed a token in his hand to Lin Qingbai and said, "Xianzun, the last few days are the preparations for the wedding of General Yue and Princess Guizu, WangRemembering that you have a predestined relationship with the ghost princess, I ordered me to give you this token, and you can pass through the barrier with the token and walk freely in the demon palace."

After Fanghua said this, Lin Qingbai looked up at her.

His eyes were indifferent, he was lightly stirring the porridge in his hands, and then lowered his eyes to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth, as if he ignored what Fang Hua said.

The white porridge is soft and delicious, with a hint of sweetness and sourness of preserved fruit. As soon as Lin Qingbai touches the tip of his tongue, he knows that it is the porridge made by Yan Qiusi himself.

In the past in the mortal world, when Lin Qingbai had a bad appetite, Xi An would cook for Lin Qingbai himself.

He knows Lin Qingbai's preferences, and the cooking is more in line with Lin Qingbai's appetite than the chefs in the mansion.

But now, Lin Qingbai only took two mouthfuls of porridge before putting down the spoon.

Fanghua was used to Lin Qingbai ignoring her, so she continued to tell Lin Qingbai exactly what Yan Qiusi had told her.

"The princess of the ghost clan lives on the mountain in the eastern suburbs of the demon clan. If the celestial venerable wants to take a look, the servants outside can take the celestial venerable there."

After finishing what she was supposed to say, Fang Hua didn't want to stay here to make trouble for herself, so she turned and left the dormitory.

After the lunch break, Lin Qingbai took the token and walked out of the door of the bedroom.

Sure enough, as Fanghua said, as long as Lin Qingbai holds the token here, he can travel freely in the Demon Race. The various enchantments that Yan Qiusi left behind seemed to recognize the master, and he was released easily.

It's just that even though Yan Qiusi locked Lin Qingbai's mana, he still didn't trust him, and arranged a team of demon generals to follow him.

The pair of men and horses were wearing armor, with swords in their belts. They looked like a pair of elite soldiers and strong generals. There were dozens of them. It was a waste to use it against Lin Qingbai, a man who had lost his mana.

Lin Qingbai walked out the door, turned his head to look at those people, and the leader of the soldiers clasped their hands and said to Lin Qingbai: "Immortal Venerable, Your Majesty ordered us to protect the safety of Immortal Venerable."

Lin Qingbai stood not far away in white clothes, turned around expressionlessly, and said nothing.

These are all within his expectations.

Protect?

It's just nice to say.

In the entire demon clan, as long as Yan Qiusi held Lin Qingbai in his arms, no one would dare to touch a single hair of Lin Qingbai's hair. This team was only sent to prevent Lin Qingbai from escaping.

Just surveillance.

Lin Qingbai walked all the way in front, and those people followed behind.

According to what Fang Hua pointed out, Lin Qingbai found Princess Qing's house on a mountain in the suburbs of Beijing.

Although the house is not big, with two or three rooms and a small courtyard, there are many servants standing there at this moment.

Those people are holding big wooden boxes in their hands, with big red flowers in their hands, and they are decorating the roof ridge outside the house.

The originally remote house now showed some bright colors.

"Look at the safflower hanging on the left——"

"Oh, that's right, that's right!"

"Hey, hey, that box isn't here! It's going to be in the princess' bedroom!"

An old woman in a floral dress stood at the door, commanding in a shrill voice.

Lin Qingbai walked into the courtyard, and the old woman rushed up immediately when she saw him face to face, stopped in front of Lin Qingbai and asked, "Who are you? You don't just come here casually."

of!"

Before Lin Qingbai could speak, the demon general behind him immediately pulled out his long sword, stood in front of Lin Qingbai, and said loudly: "Dare to speak like this to the immortal, do you want to live?!"

The old woman's domineering face immediately turned pale. She looked at Lin Qingbai, then at the demon general behind her, and immediately understood who the immortal was.

Her body was trembling, and she was so frightened that she was about to kneel on the ground, begging the immortal to spare her life, but Lin Qingbai had already turned around before her body knelt down.

He walked to the door of the wooden house, and at this moment a few little maids squeezed out of the house, holding some delicate bowls and chopsticks in their hands.

Lin Qingbai turned sideways, trying to avoid it, but was bumped into by a little maid.

With a crash, the wedding bowl in the servant girl's hand fell to the ground.

smashed to pieces.

Lin Qingbai's body was thin, and he staggered when he was hit. The demon general behind him rushed up again, aiming his sword at the maid.

The servant girl's eyes were round and big, watery from fright, she turned her gaze away from the demon general, and looked at Lin Qingbai, unable to even speak.

It was still the old woman who rushed forward, pinned the maidservant's head, pressed her to the ground vigorously, and said to her sharply: "Quickly kowtow to the Immortal Venerable to apologize, what are you, dare to bump into the Immortal Venerable!If you lose one strand of hair, you will not be able to pay for ten lives, you know!"

The servant girl immediately reacted, kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, and said: "The Immortal, please forgive me! The Immortal, please forgive me!"

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes, looked at the servant girl with dark eyes, and said after a while: "It's nothing, get up."

"Thank you Xianzun for your forgiveness! Thank you Xianzun for your forgiveness!"

The maid kept thanking her, but Lin Qingbai felt oppressed in her heart, and said to the magic general behind her: "The princess is still in the room, don't make noise."

"yes."

Lin Qingbai turned around and walked into the door.

In the wooden house, Princess Qing was sitting in front of the table reading a book with one hand propped up, not paying any attention to the sounds of people coming and going around her.

It wasn't until Lin Qingbai approached her that she looked up at Lin Qingbai, smiled at Lin Qingbai, and said, "Long time no see, Uncle Huang."

Lin Qingbai paused and said, "Long time no see."

Princess Qing ordered someone to pour a cup of tea for Lin Qingbai. Lin Qingbai sat opposite her, and the two sat facing each other. Lin Qingbai was silent for a while, and said: "...how did youknow?"

Lin Qingbai met once in the Ghost Clan and Princess Qing.

She helped him.

It's just that at that time, the two of them knew each other but failed to recognize each other.

After Lin Qingbai returned to the fairy clan, he saw the content in the psychic branch before he knew that the princess of the ghost clan was Princess Qing.

Now Princess Qing actually knows who he is.

Princess Qing understood what Lin Qingbai said, and said with a smile: "I have been in the Demon Clan for three hundred years. Now that I know who Yuehui and Yan Qiusi are, I naturally know that the famous demons who lived in the three hundred yearsWho is the person the emperor has been guarding?"

Lin Qingbai's eyelashes trembled, she lowered her eyes and fell silent.

During the three hundred years when he was killed by Yan Qiusi, Yan Qiusi brought his body back to the Demon Race. Lin Qingbai could actually guess what Yan Qiusi had experienced, but he didn't want to ask.

That matter was a thorn in his heart, it was best not to touch it.

Just like him and Yan Qiusi, it's best not to touch each other.

Princess Qing didn't want to say more, but just asked about Lin Qingbai's current situation.

As the two chatted, they both understood the pain in the other's heart that they didn't want to mention, so they just tasted it and didn't touch each other.

Lin Qingbai was silent for a while, and asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Princess, are you willing to marry Yuehui?"

In the mortal world, Lin Qingbai had witnessed Princess Qing's love for a girl, from beginning to end, but she couldn't love her, and it never ended.

She was bruised and bruised, not much better than Lin Qingbai.

The love and hatred that happened back then have long since changed, and what makes people even more reluctant to let go is betrayal.

Betrayal from beginning to end.

Princess Qing raised her hand and took a sip of her tea. She didn't answer whether she would like it or not, but said, "I have no other choice."

Lin Qingbai's Adam's apple rolled, and he knew it in his heart.

She is a princess of the ghost clan, unable to return to her mother clan, forced to live in a different race, with no one to rely on, and now there is no other way but this one.

"What about you?" Princess Qing asked back.

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "...I can't be trapped by him forever."

Princess Qing raised her eyebrows, but before she could speak, there was a sudden noise at the door.

"My lord! The king is coming!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Your Majesty!"

There was a thousand waves, and when heard the shouting outside.Everyone inside and outside the house gathered outside the hall to greet Yan Qiusi one after another.

Lin Qingbai frowned and looked out the window.

Sure enough, it was Yan Qiusi who came.

He was carrying a bunch of big wooden boxes, and stood outside the door in black, with a stern expression on his face. He waved his hand like a king, and the servants behind him immediately carried the wooden boxes into the house.

A courtier came in first and said to Princess Qing: "Princess, this is the wedding gift given by the king to General Yue and the princess when they get married."

Princess Qing said mercilessly: "Since it is a wedding gift, it should be sent to General Yue's residence, why send it to me?"

Li Chen looked embarrassed for a moment, and looked at Yan Qiusi outside the door.

Yan Qiusi walked in with elegant clothes.

No one from the two people in the room saluted him, not even one who gave him his seat.

Yan Qiusi didn't care about these, and sat directly beside Lin Qingbai.

A burst of familiar and pleasant incense came, Lin Qingbai tightened his hand holding the teacup, his Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in front of him.

The minister of rites began to open the boxes one by one, introducing the dazzling array of rare items in the boxes.

Lin Qingbai didn't listen, but felt that Yan Qiusi's eyes were fixed on him, and he was about to boil.

There were so many things, Li Chen's mouth was dry and he was spitting, and it took a full half an hour to introduce everything.

Lin Qingbai endured Yan Qiusi's scorching gaze for half an hour.

When the minister of ceremonies finished his last sentence: "These are all the wedding presents that the king gave to General Yue and the princess. Please have a look at the princess."

Princess Qing said: "No need, just put it somewhere."

Lin Qingbai put down the already cold teacup, and said to the princess: "In that case, I will take my leave first."

Before Lin Qingbai got up, Yan Qiusi suddenly pressed Lin Qingbai's wrist with one hand.

With great strength, he directly pulled Lin Qingbai back to his position, and said with a smile in his voice: "Master, there are still yours."

As Yan Qiusi said, he took out a small wooden box from his skirt and placed it in front of Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't even move his hand.

In front of everyone, Yan Qiusi didn't feel embarrassed at all when he treated Yan Qiusi like this.

Still smiling, he took out the contents of the wooden box and put it in front of Lin Qingbai.

It is a villain made of bamboo leaves.

The appearance was ugly, but Lin Qingbai's heart was sore, and the hands under the hem of the clothes were clenched into fists.

In the mortal world before, he taught Xi An.

At that time, Xi An was still young and loved to play.

The bamboo leaves in spring are delicate and tender, Lin Qingbai didn't want Xi An to climb to the mountains to play, it always worried him, so he ordered someone to pick some bamboo leaves.

He took Xi'an to sit under the pavilion in the lake and taught Xi'an how to weave small figures and animals with bamboo leaves.

Xi An was clumsy and always couldn't learn, so Lin Qingbai sat behind Xi An and taught him hand in hand.

The sun fell on the hands they held together, and the warm fingertips were hot.

It's just that when Xi'an was young, his skin was like a little monkey, and he had no patience to sit in one place all afternoon, so Lin Qingbai couldn't find him after a few days of schooling.

In the end, he didn't learn it either.

That little incident has long been buried in the long river for a hundred years, if Yan Qiusi hadn't brought this villain out today, Lin Qingbai would not have remembered it clearly.

Yan Qiusi held that villain, and smiled so hard that his eyes crooked

He leaned in front of Lin Qingbai, and said to Lin Qingbai: "Master, take a look, I made you up."

"..."

"Master, look, I have learned."

"..."

"I made it up all night yesterday, and I made up a version of myself, but it's much uglier than yours." Yan Qiusi took out another villain from the wooden box.

A villain who is taller is Lin Qingbai.

The other villain is shorter, looks only about ten years old, is Yan Qiusi.

The two of them even put on rough little clothes, exactly the same as when they were in the mortal world.

When Yan Qiusi said this, his brows and eyes were shining, like a child who has not grown up, holding the masterpiece of his hard work, and presenting it in front of the master, hoping to get the praise of the master.

Lin Qingbai raised his hand, and gently pushed his hand away with his slender fingertips, unwilling to take a look.

Yan Qiusi's smile froze for a moment, and he asked softly: "Master, what's the matter...don't you like it?"

"..."

Lin Qingbai didn't speak, Yan Qiusi smiled again and said with difficulty: "Master, do you think the one I made up for you is too ugly, if you don't like it, I can make another one......"

Yan Qiusi's voice echoed in the cabin.

All the people inside and outside the room were watching the two of them, noticing the strange atmosphere, they didn't even dare to take a breath, they just watched their king struggling to please Qing with an unprecedented smile on his face.Yuan Xianzun.

Lin Qingbai's heart began to ache again. With his undulating breathing and the beating of his pulse, every joint and every inch of organ in his body was aching.

I can bear it, but it's hard.

It's hard, it's hard.

He was so uncomfortable that he wished he could stand up and escape from here immediately.

With her fingertips embedded in her palm, Lin Qingbai tried her best to suppress the hoarseness in her voice, and said softly, "It's all over..."

Yan Qiusi's eyes darkened, and the smile on his face became forced. He slowly put down the villain in his hand, smiled twice and said: "...Master, I don't understand.”

"I said, it's all over, can you..."

Before Lin Qingbai could utter the second half of his sentence, he was interrupted by a servant who hurried in from outside the door.

"Your Majesty! The Immortal Clan is..."

"roll!!!"

Yan Qiusi turned his head suddenly, his eyes were blood red, he slammed the table hard, and shouted angrily.

Everyone was startled by Yan Qiusi, their faces turned pale, and the servant who notified him sprained his ankle and fell to the ground.

Facing Yan Qiusi's sudden fury, the man said, "Yes, yes, yes." Then he stumbled and ran out again.

For a while, the originally relaxed and festive wedding room became like a purgatory because of Yan Qiusi's arrival. The red flowers hanging on the wall were like raging flames burning in purgatory. Everyone wanted to escape from this place immediately, but they couldn'tDare to move.

Lin Qingbai closed his eyes.

Yan Qiusi took a few breaths, and when he turned his head to face Lin Qingbai again, he asked in the same low tone as before: "Master, what did you want to say just now..."

"Can you let me go?"

At this moment, the forced smile on Yan Qiusi's face disappeared. He looked at Lin Qingbai for a while, then sat up slowly, his face was as cold as ice, and every word and every word was as cold as a carved knife: "I said, impossible, unless I die."

Lin Qingbai already knew the answer.

Now he and Yan Qiusi are at two extremes. He wants to be free, but Yan Qiusi wants to tie him tightly, break his wings, and prevent him from flying out of his control for thousands of years.

Yan Qiusi has always been like this, domineering, paranoid, and has never changed.

This may be the difference between him and Princess Qing.

She can let go, but he can't.

"good......."

Lin Qingbai didn't say any more, just said: "You promised me that you would not appear in front of me."

Yan Qiusi's hands on the table slowly clenched into fists, his eyes fixed on Lin Qingbai, trying to see the slightest strangeness on Lin Qingbai's face.

His master has always treated him very well, with the gentlest smile and the most patience with his words.

It's definitely not what it is now, indifferent and unfeeling.

But Lin Qingbai closed his eyes, Yan Qiusi couldn't see the pain in Lin Qingbai's eyes, nor could he see through his impeccable disguise.

The two spent a long time like this, Yan Qiusi asked: "...Master, do you really want to see me?"

Lin Qingbai said, "Yes."

Yan Qiusi clenched his teeth, his eyes became colder than ever.

After a while, he lowered his head and said with a sneer several times: "Okay, okay, since that's the case, I'll go...Master is not in good health yet, stay at ease in my demon clan, so that you can rest."

Yan Qiusi's words were vigorous, and he stood up after speaking, the brocade robe drooped, floating like waves with his strides, and walked out of the room.

The hall returned to calm.

Even though Yan Qiusi had gone far away, the servants did not dare to say another word, they looked at Lin Qingbai's bleak and white back anxiously.

Lin Qingbai sat in front of the table with his back facing everyone, his back was straight, he hadn't moved for a long time, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what his expression was.

It took a long time for Lin Qingbai to open his eyes. His eyes were flushed with redness, but he found a crack in the case when he lowered his eyes.

The two villains were also staggered by Yan Qiusi.

kind of ugly.......

Actually.......it's pretty cute.

All the way back, the guards followed closely behind him.

When he arrived in the bedroom, it was time for dinner, Lin Qingbai's token was taken back by the leader of the demon general, and then he was imprisoned in Yan Qiusi's barrier again, and locked up again.

Lin Qingbai doesn't like making noise, and all the servants are not allowed to enter the sleeping hall unless necessary.

At first there were voices of servants talking outside the door, but after a while the voices of the voices faded away, and it was as quiet as if there was no one there.

Lin Qingbai sat by the bed, looking out the window, feeling like a prisoner now.

Can't fly out of the cage, can't escape the palm.

Every move is controlled by people.

At Xu time, the maid who delivered the dinner came.

The maid was dressed in gray clothes, walked in with downcast eyes, knelt down at the counter with a plate in her hand, and served Lin Qing white dishes.

Lin Qingbai sat upright, staring at her motionless, and after a while, called out in a low voice: "Liang Yaochu."

The maid then raised her face, revealing a smiling face and a pair of round and big eyes.

It was the little maid who bumped into Lin Qingbai today.

She asked with bright eyes: "How did you come out of me?"

With the same expression on Lin Qingbai's face, he said softly, "No one dares to bump into me except you."

"Tsk, I wasted so much effort in pretending, I wanted to scare you." Liang Yaochu said dissatisfied.

Lin Qingbai said in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered when you come in like this..."

"What are you afraid of? I gave the soldiers outside the door a spell of Lost Soul, and when they wake up, they will forget everything."

Only then did Lin Qingbai feel relieved, and after thinking about it, he asked, "How did you get into the Demon Race?"

Liang Yaochu said nonchalantly: "It's not easy to come in. I was imprisoned in the Demon Clan dungeon for a month by your good apprentice. I don't know what's going on with the Demon Clan?"

"what's the situation?"

"For example..." Liang Yaochu waggled his index finger twice, and said, "There is a passage in the depths of the dungeon, which can directly lead to the outside of the demon clan."

After hearing this, Lin Qingbai suddenly raised his eyes.

Liang Yaochu detected his thoughts, raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "How is it? Do you want to escape?"