It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"Yaya..."

When Lan Qingya heard this voice, she couldn't tell what emotion she felt.

When she was at the Black Stone City Farm, she was happy when she heard the news that Duan Muyang had attacked.

But reason pulled her back.

She hoped that he would show up, but at the same time she felt that his presence would only annoy her.

She didn't know how to convince herself to forgive him about the matter of her master.

She opened her eyes and looked at Duan Muyang.

Perhaps because she fell asleep in the bathtub, she was actually soaking in the bathtub in her dream.

Duan Muyang looked up at her, stunned for a moment, then turned away: "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

It had nothing to do with him; she had fallen asleep in the bathtub.

"I, I didn't find you." Duan Muyang stuttered, without any of his previous arrogance.

Lan Qingya was thinking about other things and did not reply.

"Are you blaming me for being late? I, there are some things I need to prepare before I can save you, I..."

She was attracted by his explanation and felt annoyed for no reason: "No, I didn't know you would come. It's good that you came."

Hearing her say this, Duan Muyang showed a smile that was both aggrieved and flattering.

Lan Qingya: ...

Even more depressed.

"I have a guess in my mind and I'm still investigating. I'll contact you when I find something."

"Where are you now? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just have some things I want to prove my hypothesis. I'd better not tell you before I confirm it, so as to avoid complications."

Duan Muyang: ...

Since she didn't say it now, he didn't dare to ask.

"Did you know that Ye Youhan has a zither that can attack spiritual consciousness?"

"A zither?" Duan Muyang's eyes darkened as he fell into deep thought. For a long while, he pursed his lips and did not answer.

Lan Qingya knew that he had someone to suspect, so she stopped there.

"Master Demon, please go back if you have nothing else to do." Her tone was still distant and cold, as if she didn't want to say another word to him except for this news.

Duan Muyang suppressed the pain that was tormenting him all the time: "Yaya..."

After a long while, he said nothing in the end. He slowly turned around and disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

Lan Qingya woke up from her dream and the bath water had turned cold.

She came out of the bathtub and a cold breeze blew in from outside.

It is now the end of autumn and the beginning of winter in Yuedu City, and the autumn wind at night brings a sense of desolation and chilliness.

Lan Qingya put on Su Wan Xuan Shang, slowly moved to the bed and lay down. After a long time, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Anu came to call her and Leng Cangyue to have breakfast together.

Lan Qingya politely declined the gorgeous clothes they sent her and came to the main hall under the guidance of Anu.

Leng Cangyue seemed to have just changed his clothes. When she came in, he was still adjusting his collar.

He was the only one in the hall, and she couldn't help but wonder: "Cang Yue, are these the only ones you have to serve you?"

Anu, plus two little maids.

Leng Cangyue smiled slightly: "Yeah."

There are only three in total, and you gave them all to her?

As if he could read her mind, he gently explained, "I'm not used to people getting close to me."

Seeing her raised eyebrows, he asked softly, "What?"

Lan Qingya shook her head: "It's a bit surprising that the pampered Demon Lord would have such a habit."

He didn't explain, just sneered, then his face flushed and he started coughing violently.

The strong wind outside was still blowing, so Lan Qingya casually put a heavy cloak on the table and covered him with it.

"You need to take care of yourself."

She didn't ask him what happened to his body.

He will speak if he wants to.

Feeling the warmth coming from the cloak, Leng Cangyue froze for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you."

Lan Qingya turned around. She had just touched him and found that he was thin and frail, but not injured.

In Blackrock City, Ye Youhan was definitely seriously injured.

Anu prepared breakfast and they sat down together.

The meal went quite harmoniously.

Lan Qingya is not picky about food and can eat a little of everything.

Leng Cangyue eats less due to physical reasons.

He looked at her with his calm and gentle eyes, as if she had a good appetite and ate more, and it was for him to eat it.

After breakfast, he asked gently, "Would you like to go with me to visit Yuedu City?"

Lan Qingya looked at the howling wind outside and said, "I won't go."

She raised her eyes and looked outside the hall, and did not notice the violent and violent aura that Leng Cangyue displayed at that moment.

"I'm worried that you won't be able to handle it. Why don't you wait until the weather is better?"

As soon as these words came out, Leng Cangyue's trembling body gradually calmed down. When Lan Qingya turned around to look at him, he was already gentle: "Okay."

Lan Qingya glanced at the way his right hand was stroking the ring finger of his left hand, and then looked away calmly.

The weather was not good. The north wind was howling for more than ten days, and they couldn't go anywhere.

The Leng Demon Realm is just like Leng Cangyue's body, showing a harsh living environment.

Lan Qingya gradually realized that he might have been exiled to such a bitter and cold place by Duan Muyang.

"No, I came here on my own initiative."

She asked him the reason for the fiefdom he ruled, and he spoke softly.

The wood sculpture in my hand has just been scraped out into its rough shape, and I can't tell what it is.

His fingers were long and beautiful, and his skin, which was white due to long-term illness, looked like a masterpiece against the backdrop of the light yellow wood.

Lan Qingya was puzzled.

He patiently explained: "I am aloof by nature and don't like crowded and noisy places. I am in poor health and need to rest. This place is very suitable."

It was indeed quite suitable, Lan Qingya looked at the strong wind outside which had not weakened at all.

They haven't been out for more than ten days and can only rest.

Leng Cangyue did not mention what happened to Duan Muyang in Black Stone City, and Lan Qingya did not ask.

They were like two old friends who knew each other well, chatting about irrelevant topics.

Finally, half a month later, the wind stopped.

The temperature got even colder.

This has no effect at all on people with cultivation, but it has a huge impact on Leng Cangyue.

He stood by the brazier every day, unable to stop coughing.

Lan Qingya saw this and built a large fireplace. The blazing flames were more than a person tall, instantly dispelling the cold in the hall.

Leng Cangyue looked at the peculiarly shaped fireplace and was a little surprised.

"Do you know these things?"

"Hey, just do it for fun. Just make sure it's comfortable for you to use."

There was some genuine joy in his eyes: "I like it very much, thank you."

With this thing, his health did improve.

At least the cough isn't as severe anymore.

The wind stopped, and Leng Cangyue wanted to fulfill his promise. Lan Qingya took care of his physical strength and suggested that they change to visiting the palace.

He saw the worry in her eyes and nodded softly.

The two of them walked slowly through the palace buildings.

Leng Cangyue's palace was built according to the unified regulations of the Demon Lord and covers a very large area.

They have to walk for most of the day to simply visit all the main buildings on the central axis.

This place is different from the prosperous city where it is spring all year round. There is a sense of death everywhere. Even the plants planted on the roadside in the garden have withered in this season and there is no vitality at all.

Only a few pine and cypress trees planted by Leng Cangyue behind the palace, standing tall and green, broke away some of the gloom.

"Nothing to see." There was a hint of coldness in his voice.

His life, just like these dead branches and leaves, is coming to an end.