"Princess, what about Longjun, what will happen to him?" Feng Qingxuan's words shocked me.

"My mother still needs Long Jun, he will be fine for the time being." Feng Qingxuan paused after speaking: "You can't protect yourself, still thinking about him?" ”

"If he's well, I'll be well." As I spoke, I looked at the sky, and it was pitch black, and there were no stars in sight.

Feng Qingxuan listened and showed a wry smile: "You are a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, but you have the same heart, it is bitter and sweet, right?" ”

I looked at Feng Qingxuan, and Feng Qingxuan's gaze was at the south wind in the group of demon slaves in the distance.

Nanfeng had his back to Feng Qingxuan, and he kept his head slightly down.

"Princess, in the demon capital, is it true that demon slaves can't have their own feelings?" I couldn't help but ask.

When Feng Qingxuan heard this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she told me about the love between master and servant.

This happened more than 300 years ago, when Feng Qingxuan was still a discordant thing, and she had not yet grown a phoenix with a phoenix tail, and her aunt fell in love with her personal demon slave.

"My aunt is Jiao, my queen mother, who mistakenly thought that Jiao could become a dragon as long as she crossed the calamity, so she married a thousand-year-old Jiao and showed friendship with the Jiao clan." Feng Qingxuan said, with a look of mockery on her face.

At that time, the identity of the Jiao clan in the demon capital was second only to the Feng clan, Feng Qingxuan's aunt also became the main master of Jiuxiao, her real name was Jiaolan, she was called the master of Lan, and she was even assigned to marry the Qilin clan at that time.

However, Jiaolan didn't like the Qilin King, but fell in love with a little demon slave in the Qilin Garden, and the demon slave sent her some treasures for the Qilin King every day.

Over time, they became familiar with each other, and finally developed affection.

Jiaolan immediately knelt down and begged Emperor Feng to be fulfilled, Emperor Feng was silent on the surface, but that night, he suddenly held a banquet, and announced that many stewards entered the palace, and the king of Qilin naturally came, but the little demon slave did not come together.

The banquet was lively, and Emperor Feng led the demons to enjoy the palace lanterns on the phoenix platform.

Looking at the palace lights in the sky, Jiaolan was uneasy, and she was vaguely worried about the demon slave in her heart, so she put down her body and asked the Qilin King if the demon slave was sick.

As a result, the Qilin King raised his hand and pointed to a palace lamp in the air and said, "Lan'er, look, isn't he just like that?" ”

When I heard this, my heart sank.

"My queen mother, skinned the demon slave and made it into a palace lamp, and then pushed the half-dead demon slave off the Fallen Demon Cliff, do you know where the Fallen Demon Cliff is?" Feng Qingxuan suddenly looked at me.

My lips trembled and I replied, "Savage Purgatory." ”

"That's right, the savage purgatory is full of evil spirits and demons, and if you are pushed there, it is no different from death." Feng Qingxuan said, raised her glass, and drank it all.

"And what about your aunt?" I asked.

"I don't know." Feng Qingxuan's eyes were also full of doubts: "After the banquet that day, she disappeared, and then my father died tragically due to the failure of the robbery, and from then on, the Jiao clan will live forever and forever, and can only be a slave." ”

After Feng Qingxuan finished speaking, she looked at Nanfeng distressedly: "When I knew Nanfeng, he was not a slave, he was the son of the patriarch of the Jiao clan, he grew up with me, and he also had a marriage contract. ”

When Feng Qingxuan said this, she turned her face sideways, and I saw two lines of tears washing down her cheeks.

"When I was a child, I didn't like him, he was stuffy and didn't like to talk." Feng Qingxuan said and paused again: "However, as long as he speaks, he will tell the truth and never lie to me." ”

"Princess, don't mention this matter in the future." I looked around with some trepidation.

Before, I didn't know that slaves fell in love with each other, and it would be such a tragic ending, but now that I know it, I naturally have to be extra careful.

Feng Qingxuan didn't care, she poured herself another glass of wine, then looked at me and asked, "You know, why do I want to help you?" ”

"Because the princess is merciful." I said without thinking.

Feng Qingxuan laughed "poof": "Kindness? In this demon capital, you still believe in "mercy"? Luo Anzhi, I have observed you for a long time, you are emotional, you always want to protect everyone, but you have dragged everyone down, if you didn't have to save your adoptive father before, maybe the Lingfu could still last for a while. ”

"I understand, huh?" I couldn't argue with it, she was right.

"However, he is your adoptive father, as the note says, the grace of birth and nourishment is greater than heaven, if you don't save him, he will definitely die, but if you save him, you will kill many demons." Feng Qingxuan looked directly into my eyes and accurately described my situation at that time.

"Princess, what would you do if you were you?" It was indeed my fault that the barrier was broken, but what could I have done at the time? How do you choose to be someone else?

Erase the nurturing grace of the year and let him die?

"Luo Anzhi, what you did was not wrong, but sometimes, things are difficult to do both, do you understand? You don't have the ability to protect everyone. Feng Qingxuan paused, raised her hand and patted me on the shoulder: "You just need to think of self-preservation, and the rest of the things, you have more than enough heart but not enough power, if you interfere, it will only be more troublesome." ”

At this point, I fell silent.

"The two powers benefit each other, and the two disadvantages take the lesser of each other, in short, they are all going to bleed, do you want to be covered in blood, or a touch of red?" Feng Qingxuan raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

"I see, princess." Feng Qingxuan's words untied the knot in my heart.

That's right, it's all about bloodshed, and I can't stop it, but it must not be emotional, and the pros and cons must be weighed.

It looks cold-blooded on the surface, but this is the best for everyone.

"You can understand, it's not in vain that I came for nothing." Feng Qingxuan smiled at me with satisfaction.

Feng Qingxuan is also as she said, from now on, she will be responsible for my meals, and she eats three meals a day with me and lives together, which can be regarded as inseparable.

Long Xuanling, from time to time, asked people to send me some things, most of them were food, pastries on the nine skies and the like.

"The Dragon King is thinking hard, but why don't you eat it and always send it out?" Feng Qingxuan was very curious when she saw that I asked Qingcen to send food to the cold hall every day.

"I don't have to worry about food and clothing, but Chitose and they are all hungry." I smiled wryly.

"Well, it's not uncommon for them to have a low status and not have enough to eat." Feng Qingxuan is used to it.

As I spoke, I raised my hand and scratched my arm.

She glanced at me, lifted my long sleeves, and found that my arms were full of red paths.

"What's wrong with you?" She looked at my arm with a suspicious expression.

"Princess, I always feel very itchy these days, and I can't eat, and I feel that my pulse is up and down, and there is no regularity." When I said this, I felt that I had no strength in my body.

I was very tired and always felt hungry, but I couldn't eat the food on the table.