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Qing Lu took a step back and rejected Feng Pipi's kindness with a stubborn expression.

Feng Pipi said: "When we leave the Lin Mansion to go to the Demon Palace tonight, there will be a lot of people watching us on the road, so you can't wear clothes like this. You have to adapt to the identity of dressing up as a maid for the time being..."

Qing Luwei said aggrievedly: "I want to switch with you..."

Feng Pipi asked: "What do you want to change?"

Qing Lu said: "Change clothes."

Feng Pipi asked: "Are you going to be the bride?"

Qing Lu replied: "Well, the bride's dress is very formal and has a veil..."

Feng Pipi thought for a moment and said, "That's a good idea. I'll trade with you. It's really inappropriate for our immortal to wear a maid's clothes and show up in public.

The immortal becomes a bride, and her clothes are complicated and heavy, so it is understandable that she walks unnaturally. After leaving the boudoir, she can hide in the sedan chair, which can reduce the risk of being exposed.

But the bride's clothes are much more complicated than the maid's clothes, and there are these headgears, which you can't put on easily, so let me help you put them on!"

Taking off clothes, putting on clothes, unbuckling belts, tying belts... This series of actions was too intimate, and it was inevitable that the two of them would have skin contact. Every time they touched, Qing Lu couldn't help but get nervous, and his body was tense.

Although Feng Pipi had worn the bride's dress before, there were still some differences in the structure of different clothes. She was so focused on how to put Qinglu on her that she didn't pay attention to whether she had touched Qinglu.

Qing Lu's body was tense, which made it inconvenient for Feng Pipi to put on clothes.

Feng Pipi sensed Qing Lu's strangeness and said to him in comfort, "This is your first time wearing a wedding dress, aren't you a little nervous? Don't be nervous, I won't really marry you to the Demon King!"

Qing Lu is not afraid of the devil at this moment!

He looked at Feng Pipi under the red light and always felt that this girl was particularly attractive, and somewhere in his heart was beating inexplicably.

He also saw that Feng Pipi was very familiar with the phoenix crown and veil, and couldn't help asking, "Have you ever worn a bride's dress before?"

As Feng Pipi was helping Qing Lu put on clothes, she said without thinking, "I've worn them before. I'm very good at it. It will be fine soon!"

Qing Lu asked: "Why are you wearing the bride's clothes?"

Feng Pipi replied: "Of course it's to marry..."

She almost said the word "you", but she suddenly shut up. If she told Qinglu now that she had married the God Qinglu, Qinglu would definitely say she was talking nonsense.

She then said, "I haven't worn it myself, but I have helped others wear it. I used to be a maid for a young lady from a wealthy family. When the young lady got married, I helped her put on her wedding dress, just like I am helping you now."

Qing Lu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "I often can't tell which of your words are true and which are false."

Feng Pipi reflected briefly. She had made up a lot of lies recently. Several times she almost forgot what stories she had made up before. She was afraid that people who had heard different stories would put them together and find out her loopholes.

She smiled helplessly and said, "You don't need to worry about what others say is true and what is false. You just need to distinguish who is good and who is bad. Good people lie for their own reasons, and they usually do it for your own good or for the sake of the overall situation."

Qing Lu let Feng Pipi manipulate him like a puppet, saying, "You are the only one who has a lot of twisted ideas."

Feng Pipi smiled and said, "Haha, what I said is the truth. You will understand it when you experience more worldly things."

With Feng Pipi's manipulation, a charming bride soon emerged. Feng Pipi looked at her with great satisfaction, adjusted some details, and praised, "So beautiful!"

As the two looked at each other, Qing Lu's cheeks became hot and flushed, as red as an apple covered in dew, making people want to take a bite.

The ambiguous atmosphere was rising. Feng Pipi swallowed and asked, "Xianjun, are you hot?"

Qing Lu silently adjusted his breathing, calmed his pounding heart, swallowed his saliva, and said, "I'm not hot, I want to drink some water."

Feng Pipi immediately entered the role of a maid, smiling and supporting Qing Lu, saying, "Miss, please come this way."

Girls' shoes are usually small, and the pair on Qinglu's feet was a bit tight. In addition, her dress was tight around her legs, so Qinglu had difficulty walking.

Feng Pipi said patiently: "Didn't the Immortal Lord grow up among daughters? Think about the walking manners of the female disciples of Bailing Mountain. Move slowly and gently, follow your clothes, and don't rush..."

Qing Lu followed Feng Pipi's instructions and took a few steps smoothly. When he was about to reach the desk, he suddenly tripped over his left foot and was about to fall.

Feng Pipi was unwilling to let Qing Lu fall to the ground, so she exerted a little force with her hands, which changed the direction of Qing Lu's fall.

Qinglu Xianjun was tall, with a thin waist, long legs and a broad body. He fell helplessly towards Feng Pipi, like a small hill pressing down on her. Feng Pipi was held tightly by Qinglu.

Both of them were lightly dressed, and with such close contact, they could feel each other's warm body temperature and soft bodies, and their heartbeats couldn't help but speed up.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the small boudoir was escalating. Despite everything that had happened between Feng Pipi and Qinglu God, she was still relatively calm.

But Qinglu Xianjun is still an innocent boy. He was so panicked that his mind went blank for a moment. He held Feng Pipi in his arms and stood there motionless.

Feng Pipi waited for a while, not knowing why Qing Lu didn't let her go. She patted Feng Pipi on the back and said, "My Lord, spare me! If you don't let me go, I'm going to suffocate!"

Qing Lu then let go of Feng Pipi awkwardly, and his little face became even redder.

Feng Pipi took a deep breath, pulled Qing Lu aside, and asked as she checked him, "How is it? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

Qing Lu took a step back shyly, refusing to let Feng Pipi touch him, and said, "I'm fine, it was me who offended Miss Feng!"

Feng Pipi was surprised to find that Qing Lu was shy. Although she thought it was fun, she also felt a little guilty.

Qinglu is originally a stupid fish, and she keeps bullying him. It’s a bit unfair. She should save some face for the Immortal King!

She said, "Come and sit down, Immortal Lord. I'll pour you some water. Rest for a while and practice walking."

Qing Lu didn't let Feng Pipi help him anymore. He walked to the table by himself, holding up his skirt, and sat down gracefully, imitating the sitting posture of a girl.

Feng Pipi found some other topics and whispered to Qing Lu. Qing Lu responded slowly. In just a few words, they not only passed the time but also dispelled the awkward atmosphere between them.

After a good rest, Feng Pipi urged Qinglu to continue practicing walking. This time Qinglu began to take it seriously and didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Feng Pipi again.

At dinner time, Butler Wen brought the two of them a rich meal, and they enjoyed it quietly.

The night was very quiet and the lights in the Lin Mansion were on. No one could sleep because they knew that the devil was coming. Faint sounds of crying could be heard.

Feng Pipi and Qing Lu were already dressed up and were sitting in front of the table, watching the candlelight, each with their eyes closed, waiting for the Demon King Nan Chi to come and pick them up.