After sending Luo Yu back to Luoxian Palace, Liyou left without staying for much longer, because she had noticed that Feng Xue was lingering nearby. Thinking that Feng Xue had a reason to look for her, she went back to her own Qin Palace, dismissed the attendants and waited for Feng Xue to appear.
“Master, you like Luo You, don’t you?” Feng Xue had never been a tactful person and many people had witnessed his directness before.
Qianhe Liyou was not surprised when she heard Feng Xue’s question, but she didn’t feel the need to explain, “What is right, what is wrong, does it have anything to do with you?”
“Of course it has something to do with me. I like you and everytime you like another person, the sadness in Feng Xue’s heart grows a little more. Because you like so many people, but you don’t like Feng Xue. You like Luo Yu, your biological father, a man in his forties. You can like him despite everyone else’s gazes, but why can you not like me? Feng Xue is not jealous, but just feels wronged. Even if these people are better than Feng Xue, Feng Xue can’t be that much worse, right? Feng Xue doesn’t accept your favor, but is it so difficult to accept Feng Xue?”
He had buried these words in his heart for a long time. He told himself to be content and that it was better than not staying by the master’s side and that the master’s acquiescement was more than enough. He knew he should learn to be grateful, but when he saw there were more and more men appearing around his master, yet his master didn’t care about him at all. His heart still felt wronged, uneasy, sad and he was afraid of the people around the master increasing, until finally, his existence would be forgotten.
Feng Xue was a demon, he didn’t care who Liyou liked, whether that person was her father or not, all he cared about is why Liyou didn’t like him…
Qianhe Liyou felt troubled, she didn’t have the kind of feelings that Feng Xue expected and she didn’t have any so-called desires, at least right now.
Qianhe Liyou had no way of answering Feng Xue’s question, so she could only choose to remain silent and Feng Xue could not get an answer. Naturally, he thought Qianhe Liyou’s silence was a rejection and his expression contorted with pain, his snowy white eyes full of heartbreak.
“Just what is not good about me?” Feng Xue raised his head, slightly stiffened his back and the grief in his eyes was so obvious, but he still stubbornly looked at Qianhe Liyou, trying to coax out a clear explanation.
Liyou had a headache. Could this distinction of good or bad be said so clearly with words? Besides, after Feng Xue had returned this time, she had paid attention to him. Some time ago, Feng Xue had made a lot of effort to establish the medical school, which had gained her appreciation. She didn’t feel that there was anything bad with Feng Xue, but she didn’t know how to refute it. Liyou was puzzled. She didn’t understand why these people’s thinking was so different from hers. She let them do what they wanted to do, why did they have to entangle with her on emotional issues, just what was good about her?
Thinking of this issue, there was a momentary pause in Liyou’s thoughts and she felt that she had become a little ridiculous and suddenly thought of a childish idea, thinking of what is good about her…..
“Feng Xue, don’t be like this, come here.” There was a casual smile on Liyou’s face and she beckoned for Feng Xue to come over. Feng Xue was still feeling heartbroken, but seeing Liyou’s rare show of kindness, he could not help but walk over with a look of doubt.
Liyou grasped Feng Xue’s hand and pulled him to sit beside her. Under Feng Xue’s astonished gaze, her hand stroked his hair. That head full of long, white hair did not have a single thread of variation. It also felt extremely soft to the touch, but it became a bit disheveled under Liyou’s deliberate caressing. Feng Xue reacted a little dully, showing a trace of embarrassment, “Don’t, don’t be like this….”
Didn’t the master dislike him, then why is she acting like this? Feng Xue was puzzled, but he lost the courage to ask. Liyou’s actions made him feel somewhat aggrieved.
“Feng Xue, you are still a child to me, but compared to you from before, you have grown up a little now. But it is not enough. Don’t be always trapped by feelings, you should do something more meaningful. If you refuse to listen to my advice and insist on digging into a dead end, then I can only say, your distress, sorrow and grief have nothing to do with me.” Contrasted with Liyou’s gentle movements, her words were a little cold and detached, but they couldn’t blame her for her indifference. She had already been very good to these people and they had already produced a change to her excessive emotions and changed her quite a lot.
“I am not young, I am older than all of them.” Feng Xue’s words were of course directed at the men in the harem. He was over 300 years old, how could he be willing to admit that he was still young?
‘Sometimes age doesn’t accurately represent a person’s mind. A demon who is over 300 years old is still but a ten-year old child.” Liyou retorted, but she naturally understood what Feng Xue meant. But, demons were different from people.
Feng Xue was a little unwilling, but he couldn’t argue because Liyou’s words were true. He looked into Liyou’s eyes, trying to discern something from those depths, but he could only see a deep and leisurely tranquility….
Gradually, Feng Xue became calmer, at least as not as impulsive as he felt when he had come, “Master, can you tell Feng Xue, just what kind of existence you are?”
Of course he was a demon, but just what kind of existence was his master? He had many doubts, but he was not sure. But what was certain was that the existence of his master was a much higher level than him.
Hearing Feng Xue’s question, Liyou licked her lips and a strange look appeared in her eyes, “If you want to know, you must pay the price.”
Feng Xue smiled, a firm and resolute smile, “As long as it is something you want, Feng Xue can give it!”
His life had been saved by his master, there was nothing he couldn’t sacrifice. His master’s words underestimated him!
Liyou’s left hand wrapped around Feng Xue’s waist, her right hand slid down Feng Xue’s long hair to rest on his neck. Blood gold appeared in her deep eyes and her body slowly neared Feng Xue….
“I don’t know what a snow fox’s blood tastes like. Since there is a little fox who has naively offered themselves up, if I don’t want it, then I am a fool…” Liyou whispered and closed the distance between her and Feng Xue. After the last word left her lips, her blood fangs dropped down and bit onto Feng Xue’s neck!
Feng Xue was in pain, but did not struggle at all, there was still some doubt in his eyes…..He had just asked the master what kind of existence she was, and seeing his master’s behavior just now, he could think of a lot of things, but he was still unsure.
“I….I still don’t quite understand.” Feeling his blood loss in his neck, Feng Xue softly commented, as if he was afraid of disturbing Liyou.
The aroma of the snow fox’s blood carried a cold fragrance much like an ice lotus, and it was really of the best quality. Liyou was only busy sucking blood and didn’t pay attention to Feng Xue’s questions at all. At this time, she had lost a bit of control and the fragrance of blood had influenced her too much.
After sending Luo Yu back to Luoxian Palace, Liyou left without staying for much longer, because she had noticed that Feng Xue was lingering nearby. Thinking that Feng Xue had a reason to look for her, she went back to her own Qin Palace, dismissed the attendants and waited for Feng Xue to appear.
“Master, you like Luo You, don’t you?” Feng Xue had never been a tactful person and many people had witnessed his directness before.
Qianhe Liyou was not surprised when she heard Feng Xue’s question, but she didn’t feel the need to explain, “What is right, what is wrong, does it have anything to do with you?”
“Of course it has something to do with me. I like you and everytime you like another person, the sadness in Feng Xue’s heart grows a little more. Because you like so many people, but you don’t like Feng Xue. You like Luo Yu, your biological father, a man in his forties. You can like him despite everyone else’s gazes, but why can you not like me? Feng Xue is not jealous, but just feels wronged. Even if these people are better than Feng Xue, Feng Xue can’t be that much worse, right? Feng Xue doesn’t accept your favor, but is it so difficult to accept Feng Xue?”
He had buried these words in his heart for a long time. He told himself to be content and that it was better than not staying by the master’s side and that the master’s acquiescement was more than enough. He knew he should learn to be grateful, but when he saw there were more and more men appearing around his master, yet his master didn’t care about him at all. His heart still felt wronged, uneasy, sad and he was afraid of the people around the master increasing, until finally, his existence would be forgotten.
Feng Xue was a demon, he didn’t care who Liyou liked, whether that person was her father or not, all he cared about is why Liyou didn’t like him…
Qianhe Liyou felt troubled, she didn’t have the kind of feelings that Feng Xue expected and she didn’t have any so-called desires, at least right now.
Qianhe Liyou had no way of answering Feng Xue’s question, so she could only choose to remain silent and Feng Xue could not get an answer. Naturally, he thought Qianhe Liyou’s silence was a rejection and his expression contorted with pain, his snowy white eyes full of heartbreak.
“Just what is not good about me?” Feng Xue raised his head, slightly stiffened his back and the grief in his eyes was so obvious, but he still stubbornly looked at Qianhe Liyou, trying to coax out a clear explanation.
Liyou had a headache. Could this distinction of good or bad be said so clearly with words? Besides, after Feng Xue had returned this time, she had paid attention to him. Some time ago, Feng Xue had made a lot of effort to establish the medical school, which had gained her appreciation. She didn’t feel that there was anything bad with Feng Xue, but she didn’t know how to refute it. Liyou was puzzled. She didn’t understand why these people’s thinking was so different from hers. She let them do what they wanted to do, why did they have to entangle with her on emotional issues, just what was good about her?
Thinking of this issue, there was a momentary pause in Liyou’s thoughts and she felt that she had become a little ridiculous and suddenly thought of a childish idea, thinking of what is good about her…..
“Feng Xue, don’t be like this, come here.” There was a casual smile on Liyou’s face and she beckoned for Feng Xue to come over. Feng Xue was still feeling heartbroken, but seeing Liyou’s rare show of kindness, he could not help but walk over with a look of doubt.
Liyou grasped Feng Xue’s hand and pulled him to sit beside her. Under Feng Xue’s astonished gaze, her hand stroked his hair. That head full of long, white hair did not have a single thread of variation. It also felt extremely soft to the touch, but it became a bit disheveled under Liyou’s deliberate caressing. Feng Xue reacted a little dully, showing a trace of embarrassment, “Don’t, don’t be like this….”
Didn’t the master dislike him, then why is she acting like this? Feng Xue was puzzled, but he lost the courage to ask. Liyou’s actions made him feel somewhat aggrieved.
“Feng Xue, you are still a child to me, but compared to you from before, you have grown up a little now. But it is not enough. Don’t be always trapped by feelings, you should do something more meaningful. If you refuse to listen to my advice and insist on digging into a dead end, then I can only say, your distress, sorrow and grief have nothing to do with me.” Contrasted with Liyou’s gentle movements, her words were a little cold and detached, but they couldn’t blame her for her indifference. She had already been very good to these people and they had already produced a change to her excessive emotions and changed her quite a lot.
“I am not young, I am older than all of them.” Feng Xue’s words were of course directed at the men in the harem. He was over 300 years old, how could he be willing to admit that he was still young?
‘Sometimes age doesn’t accurately represent a person’s mind. A demon who is over 300 years old is still but a ten-year old child.” Liyou retorted, but she naturally understood what Feng Xue meant. But, demons were different from people.
Feng Xue was a little unwilling, but he couldn’t argue because Liyou’s words were true. He looked into Liyou’s eyes, trying to discern something from those depths, but he could only see a deep and leisurely tranquility….
Gradually, Feng Xue became calmer, at least as not as impulsive as he felt when he had come, “Master, can you tell Feng Xue, just what kind of existence you are?”
Of course he was a demon, but just what kind of existence was his master? He had many doubts, but he was not sure. But what was certain was that the existence of his master was a much higher level than him.
Hearing Feng Xue’s question, Liyou licked her lips and a strange look appeared in her eyes, “If you want to know, you must pay the price.”
Feng Xue smiled, a firm and resolute smile, “As long as it is something you want, Feng Xue can give it!”
His life had been saved by his master, there was nothing he couldn’t sacrifice. His master’s words underestimated him!
Liyou’s left hand wrapped around Feng Xue’s waist, her right hand slid down Feng Xue’s long hair to rest on his neck. Blood gold appeared in her deep eyes and her body slowly neared Feng Xue….
“I don’t know what a snow fox’s blood tastes like. Since there is a little fox who has naively offered themselves up, if I don’t want it, then I am a fool…” Liyou whispered and closed the distance between her and Feng Xue. After the last word left her lips, her blood fangs dropped down and bit onto Feng Xue’s neck!
Feng Xue was in pain, but did not struggle at all, there was still some doubt in his eyes…..He had just asked the master what kind of existence she was, and seeing his master’s behavior just now, he could think of a lot of things, but he was still unsure.
“I….I still don’t quite understand.” Feeling his blood loss in his neck, Feng Xue softly commented, as if he was afraid of disturbing Liyou.
The aroma of the snow fox’s blood carried a cold fragrance much like an ice lotus, and it was really of the best quality. Liyou was only busy sucking blood and didn’t pay attention to Feng Xue’s questions at all. At this time, she had lost a bit of control and the fragrance of blood had influenced her too much.
