Demon King's Pampered Wife

Qi Hao didn't answer, instead, he took a step toward her with his long legs.

At this time, Qi Hao gave her a very dangerous feeling, but she didn't want to retreat. Otherwise, she would give others the illusion that they were fleeing for their lives. She just stood there and watched as Qi Hao approached.

When he arrived in front of her, the distance between them was less than a foot. Zi Ling frowned. She wasn't used to the opponent's approach and instinctively wanted to take a step back to open up a distance between them, but at that moment, Qi Hao grabbed onto her with his long arm, not even giving her time to react before his slightly cold lips came covering over her.

Zi Ling suddenly opened her eyes wide, and by the time she could react and refuse, Qi Hao had already tightly wrapped her in his arms. Pick the shellfish teeth and drive straight into the absolute advantage.

This kiss was overbearing and fiery hot, not giving her the slightest chance to resist. A feeling of numbness spread from her scalp to her entire body, causing it to soften. She hated her reaction. Last time was an accident, but what was this time? She could not allow herself to be trapped like this, especially by this man in front of her who made her feel that he was very dangerous.

Qi Hao realized that the person in his arms had become so soft, so soft that he wanted to fiercely embed that person in his arms. Thinking of this, he really did do this. He hugged her tightly. There was almost no distance between the two of them. The warmth of the other person's body was also transmitted through the thin layer of clothes. His black eyes were filled with a layer of lust.

At this moment, the person in his embrace began to struggle violently.

"Ugh …" Qi Hao took the opportunity to escape from Qi Hao's arms as Qi Hao's arm loosened from the pain.

Her hair was loose at the temples, and her clothes were wrinkled. She stared at Qi Hao, who was not far away from her, and saw a red line at the corner of his mouth. He was the one who had just released her.

At this time, Qi Hao had already slowly calmed down. He reached out his hand to wipe the blood off the broken part of his skin, and his eyes fell on that red spot as he said to himself, "The thing I want doesn't exist here, otherwise, I would like to try and see if this illusion can trap me."

Illusion arose from the heart. Only when one had a request would one have a thought. The purple silk was something Qi Hao had wanted to obtain, but the Ye Ling before his awakening wasn't her. And the purple silk after his awakening wouldn't be willing to stay here.

This should be the biggest loophole in the illusion, and also the place they were looking for a way to break through. These days, Qi Hao had already found the direction, but for some reason, he still almost found something.

Zi Ling's heart was beating rapidly at this moment. She simply turned around and no longer looked at Qi Hao, trying to make her voice as cold and indifferent as possible, "Qi Hao, that day was just a misunderstanding. If it wasn't you, then it was someone else. Besides, you and I still have things to accomplish, and I don't think we need to go any further. "

As she said this, the person behind her did not respond. Zi Ling could only continue, "These few days, we have been paying attention to the situation here. We must leave as soon as possible."

Finishing his words, he didn't even turn back to look at Qi Hao as he walked away.

In Qi Hao's eyes, that purple silhouette gradually became smaller, before finally disappearing without a trace. His face was completely covered up, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

His gaze was still fixed in front of him. His eyes were as deep as an ancient pond, and he didn't blink for a long time.

Zi Ling simply didn't know how persistent a man would be. Moreover, Qi Hao was an outstanding man. He didn't take a fancy to anything, so he would think of every way possible to obtain something that belonged solely to him.

Over the next few days, the Purple Silk did its best to torture Hong Rui and Ye Shan. Hong Rui was over thirty years old. She was the age of a wolf or a tiger. In the past, he would always secretly look for strong and young men. But from this day onwards, before the crucial moment, he would be impotent and she would no longer be able to enjoy the pleasures of the world.

Ye Shan, on the other hand, had never appeared before Zi Ling ever since she had returned home. However, Zi Ling could always catch her at the right time, chop wood, sweep the floor, wash the clothes and cook. She had done everything the lowliest people could do, but Zi Ling was still not satisfied.

"Elder sister, elder sister, it was me who covered my heart with lard, please spare me." Ye Shan was lying on the ground, covered in wounds, with tears and snot all over his body. He hugged her legs and cried out.

Zi Ling coldly watched, completely unmoved. Compared to the suffering that Ye Ling has endured, your days are simply too good. However, every time she took care of the mother and daughter, she felt that it was a bit of a pity. The two of them weren't the real Hong Rui and Ye Shan. Although Hong Rui had been chopped into pieces to feed the dogs, Ye Shan was still alive and kicking, and was still the center of attention.

Looking at Ye Shan who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, she suddenly felt bored. She stretched out her leg and kicked Ye Shan away. "Scram. Don't let me see you for the next few days."

In truth, she had already restrained herself. In the past few days, she had been faintly guessing that this illusion was aimed at their inner demons. If she killed Hong Rui and Ye Shan as she wished, who knew what the consequences would be. In her subconscious, she felt that even if the person in front of her was Ye Shan, she would still be different from Ye Shan, who was outside of the illusion world.

"Young lady, young lady, the Chu family has arrived." The little girl that was serving Ye Ling rushed in with a face full of joy.

Zi Ling raised her head and saw that this person wasn't Zhu Er, but Xu'er, who had been serving Ye Ling all this time and had been silenced by Hong Rui and Ye Shan.

However, since she had already taken control of Ye Ling's body, then the world might have undergone some changes.

"So what? Why are you so happy?" Perhaps he had inherited Ye Ling's memories, and subconsciously felt close to Li'er. Therefore, he spoke very casually.

"Miss, do you know what they are here for?"

"Tell me quickly, isn't that what you want me to ask?" Zi Ling faintly smiled as she spoke.

Xi'er pursed her lips, "Young miss is not curious, I just heard from the servant girl in the front hall that the Chu Clan is here to discuss the wedding date."

Before Zi Ling could say anything, Xu'er proudly said, "Our young lady has the Golden Phoenix Body and is the most beautiful lady on the continent. Even if that young master of the Chu family was outstanding, he would still be afraid that the young lady would be snatched away, so he quickly came to hasten the marriage." After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and laughed. Her eyes sneakily turned towards Zi Ling, as if she wanted to see her embarrassment.

However, Zi Ling did not satisfy her. A trace of doubt flashed through her half-closed eyes. Why did the Chu Clan come to urge the marriage? In his memory, Chu Feng did not even want to marry him.

"Let's go take a look." Thinking of this, Zi Ling suddenly stood up. She wanted to see just what had changed the trajectory of this illusion. Maybe they would be able to find the key to breaking this illusion.

Seeing that Zi Ling did not react, Mu Er was worried about when her young mistress would be enlightened. She did not expect that she would be so proactive when she did not.

"Hey, hey." Mi'er only had enough time to respond hastily before she turned around and ran after the figure in front of her.

The Ye residence's road was already engraved in Ye Ling's mind. The purple silk road twisted and turned with familiarity, and he immediately saw the bustling crowd in front of him.

"The young master of the Chu Clan is as handsome as the rumors say. It wouldn't be a loss if he suits our young miss …"

"If the young master of the Chu family would take a fancy to me, I would be satisfied for the rest of my life …"

"Dream on, only our young miss is worthy of a heavenly person like young master Chu …"

In front of Zi Ling, a group of little girls were gathered, chattering non-stop about that person. Zi Ling coughed lightly. The bodies of all the girls stiffened at the same time, and they turned their heads to look at her.

All of their faces were a bit unnatural, especially that little girl who said she would help Chu Feng. Zi Ling only glanced at them for a moment before she casually asked, "Who's inside?"

A bold girl stepped forward, "Reporting to young miss, it's the Chu Clan."

"Well, I know. I'm asking who."

"Oh …" The little girl quickly replied seriously, "It's the young master of the Chu Clan and the head of the Chu Clan."

Zi Ling frowned and asked, "Is it really Chu Feng?"

Before the little girl could reply, a familiar figure appeared in front of the wide open door. He was tall and jade-like, with a dazzling handsome face.

Chu Feng's gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Zi Ling who was behind the crowd. Their gazes intersected in the air.

Zi Ling stared at Chu Feng and slightly squinted her eyes, but her gaze was still sizing him up. She wanted to know if Chu Feng had suffered the same fate as her and Qi Hao.

But what made her disappointed was that Chu Feng quickly turned his gaze away and asked the person next to him, "I presume this is the young miss of the Ye family?"

"The young mistress is beautiful beyond compare. We can't find another lady in the House of Ye besides her." One of the Ye Family elders beside him said with a smile.

Chu Feng calmly nodded, "Indeed." After Chu Feng said that, his gaze drifted over and landed on Zi Ling again, "I hope that Miss Ye can prepare early. In one month, my Chu family will come to marry you."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he strode forward and left Zi Ling's side with a few steps. It was as if he had come to discuss the wedding date just to discuss an ordinary matter. From the beginning to the end, although he had paid attention to the purple silk, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of other meaning.

Zi Ling's hands under her sleeves slowly curled up. Chu Feng seemed like the Chu Feng from the first time. He was like the snow on the peak of a tall mountain, untainted by even the slightest bit of dust. But why did she feel that it was a bit strange?

Was it really because he and Qi Hao had successfully taken control of their bodies that some things went awry?

Just like this, Ye Ling and Chu Feng's marriage date was set and the news spread. The Ye Residence was joyously preparing for a happy event, but Zi Ling seemed to not care about it.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed. The news of her marriage with Chu Feng had already spread like wildfire throughout the Anze Continent. Seeing that the date of the wedding was approaching, she still could not find a way to resolve the situation. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She stared out the window at the bright moon, wondering if Qi Hao had made any progress.

Just as she was thinking, a light sound rang out. Zi Ling slightly turned her head to look at where the voice came from.