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"This is the demon capital, the best wine, you accompany this princess, drink a few more glasses." After she finished speaking, she kept pouring me wine.

I drank a few glasses, my cheeks became hot, and Feng Qingxuan in front of me seemed to have been swaying, looking a little dizzy.

After a few glasses of wine, Feng Qingxuan's words began to become more and more.

"Hehehe, now in this demon capital, you should be the only one who is as uncomfortable as me!" She no longer calls herself "this princess", but uses the word "I".

"Marrying Long Xuanling, does it really make you so sad princess?" I looked at her and asked.

"He's the one on the tip of your heart, but he's not the one I love." Feng Qingxuan frowned, and said with sadness in her eyes.

"Princess, the demon you like, is it the demon in the nine heavens?" I was very curious, thinking that Feng Qingxuan must also be a demon in this demon, otherwise Long Xuanling's appearance and bearing would not make Feng Qingxuan so unwelcome.

When Feng Qingxuan heard my question, she immediately made a boo gesture at me, and her eyes were nervously walking around.

Seeing that the slaves were in the distance, he lowered his voice and said to me, "This is a secret. ”

"Hehehe." I looked at her appearance, and laughed along, and my head became even more groggy: "I'm just curious, who is lucky enough to make you like the princess?" ”

"It's just a demon slave." Feng Qingxuan said, drinking several glasses in a row, her cheeks flushed.

I was very surprised to hear this answer, because it was clearly written in the precepts, the hierarchy of the demon capital was very detailed and clear, Feng Qingxuan was the princess of the Feng clan, even if she didn't marry Long Xuanling, it was impossible to marry a demon slave.

The demon slave is here, and it is the most lowly, and because of this, I would rather be separated from Qingcen than let Qingcen be a slave.

"What's wrong with the demon slave? Demon slaves are no worse than other demons, emotional matters, two feelings are happy, doesn't everything matter? Feng Qingxuan was a little displeased when she saw my surprise.

I shook my head again and again: "Princess, I'm just curious, and I don't have any prejudices, on the contrary, I think that the demons are divided into three, six, nine and so on, these demons have no choice at all, and they have become demon slaves for some reason, they are really pitiful." ”

"That's right, but Emperor Feng thinks that the winner is the king and the loser is the villain, and the demon capital is a place where the weak eat the strong, the weak will be beaten, and the weak don't deserve anything!" After speaking, Feng Qingxuan picked up the wine jar and drank most of the wine with a gurgling voice.

I looked at her and sighed.

After she had drunk two jars of wine, she asked the slave to call the "South Wind".

Within a cup of tea, a tall man in a gray robe, but with an extremely handsome appearance, long eyebrows and starry eyes, appeared outside the Water Pavilion Pavilion.

When Feng Qingxuan saw him, she immediately stood up, but after two moments, she sat back down.

I hurriedly stretched out my hand to support Feng Qingxuan, and the one called Nanfeng stood respectfully in front of the stone table, leaning over and saluting Feng Qingxuan.

Feng Qingxuan was a little annoyed, and shouted at the south wind: "Aren't you coming to help me?" ”

"The princess has tormented the minions, and the minions don't dare!" Nanfeng leaned over and did not dare to take half a step forward.

When Feng Qingxuan saw him like this, she stood up directly, walked in front of Nanfeng, and said, "My wedding date has been set, just seven days later. ”

When she said this, her eyes were fixed on the south wind.

Nanfeng hung his head and said, "Congratulations to the princess!" ”

As soon as these words came out, two lines of tears rolled down Feng Qingxuan's cheeks.

I know that the handsome man in front of me must be Feng Qingxuan's love.

It's a pity that their identities are destined to be impossible to be together.

"Don't you have anything else to say to this princess?" Feng Qingxuan looked at the south wind and asked.

"Minions?" Nanfeng hung his head and was about to say something, but Feng Qingxuan directly stretched out his hand and held Nanfeng's cheek.

Nanfeng looked at Feng Qingxuan in surprise, but quickly looked away.

Feng Qingxuan leaned directly into Nanfeng's arms, and muttered to herself, "Hug me." ”

Nanfeng spread out his hands in shock, took a few steps back, and then knelt down directly at Feng Qingxuan, and said, "Your Royal Highness the princess, the slaves dare not trespass." ”

"Transgression? It's this princess who likes you! Nanfeng, do you dare to go with me to see Emperor Feng? Feng Qingxuan's eyes looked at the south wind with expectation.

Nanfeng lowered his head and said nothing.

His silence could be regarded as giving Feng Qingxuan an answer.

Feng Qingxuan looked at him for a long time, squatted down, and said to Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, after seven days, you and I will really be impossible." ”

"Princesses and minions are impossible." Nanfeng replied.

Feng Qingxuan listened, the hand that originally raised and wanted to stroke Nanfeng's bun slowly drooped down, put away the sadness in her eyes, and stood up.

"Since you like to kneel so much, then kneel here!" Feng Qingxuan said that, and staggered back to the stone chair.

I looked at the south wind, and then at Feng Qingxuan, I don't know what to say.

"Anzhi, come, tonight, you will accompany me to drink, even if you come to the demon capital, you will be treated as a wind and dust." As she spoke, she began to add wine to me again, I saw that she was in a bad mood, so I persuaded her to go back and rest earlier, but Feng Qingxuan didn't listen to me at all, and pulled me to drink all night.

The next day, when the sky was dark, she had been carried away by the slaves.

Although I was very restrained, I was still drunk, and I was not able to walk steadily, and I was supported by two slaves.

As for the south wind, he was still kneeling in the Water Pavilion Pavilion.

According to the rules of the demon capital, the master did not let the slave get up, and the slave had to kneel down all the time.

When I woke up, it was already the next afternoon, and the strength of this wine was so strong that even after waking up, I still felt dizzy and had a splitting headache.

It wasn't until the slave brought the decanting soup and drank it that it was much better.

Moreover, I found that there was an elderly aunt with a very serious expression beside me.

"Master Luo, the slave is Aunt Que sent by the slave management to teach Master Luo the rules." She looked at me, her wrinkled face without the slightest expression.

Those cloudy eyes seemed to be trying to see through me.

And, in her hand, she also holds a thin whip.

"Master Naluo, get up." She looked at me and said unhurriedly.

I nodded, lifted the covers and got ready to get out of bed.

As a result, I heard "Bang Bang!" With two sounds, the thin whip in Aunt Finch's hand was drawn directly towards the two slaves beside her.

The thin whip fell on their bodies, and the gray clothes were directly torn, leaving blood marks on their arms.

As soon as I saw it, I immediately opened my mouth to stop it, but Aunt Finch beat her more and more violently, and said that if I don't remember the rules, the slaves around me will have to suffer in the future.