The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

When Ruo Xiangsi woke up, she found herself in the Imperial Palace, lying on the big bed in the palace where she often rested when she came to the Imperial Palace. There was a barrier around her. The person who cast the barrier had profound skills, and with her skills, she could not break the barrier and escape.

"Wake up, my little beauty." The palace gate opened and a man walked in slowly from outside. The man was holding a white fan and wearing a green robe with wide sleeves. He did not look rich, but rather clear and pleasant. His face was as charming as a woman, with a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and smiling lips dotted with red, making him look even more charming than a woman.

"Luosha King Qingjing?" Ruo Xiangsi narrowed her eyes slightly and gave up struggling to break the barrier. She sat on the couch and said, "Kidnapping the Saint of the Demon Clan is a capital crime. Does Luosha King want to break the law?"

"Breaking the law?" Qing Jing sneered, and suddenly entered the barrier with a quick step. He lifted Ruo Xiangsi's chin with the fan in his hand, forcing her eyes to look him in the eye: "Here I am the law."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Ruo Xiangsi smelled a hint of treachery on him.

"My little beauty, there is only one thing I want to do." Qing Jing's thin lips slowly approached her ear: "I want to marry you."

"How dare you!" Ruo Xiangsi hit him in the chest, but this minor injury was not worth mentioning to him. After he stood firm, he patted his chest with his hand and said, "My little beauty, although I like you, I just brought you back from a remote town that is not very clean. You are still dirty. I have mysophobia. Don't touch me before you clean yourself."

"Shameless!" Ruo Xiangsi shouted, "All the saints of the Demon Cult in the past were to marry the future Demon Lord. You are not qualified."

"Oh, really?" He opened the fan and used the bottom to cover his lips below his nose and said, "Speaking of this matter, I would like to ask you, why are you so involved with a guard wearing a ghost mask, and why are you not protecting the young master of the demon clan who has been missing for so many years?"

"You can't control it."

"It's none of my business?" Qing Jing laughed a few times, "I'm afraid your husband won't survive these few days."

This sentence caught Ruo Xiangsi's attention. Her body suddenly paused. This reaction told Qing Jing that he had successfully grasped her lifeline. This little girl could only be held in his hand and allowed to be manipulated by him.

"Do you really think that the commotion just now was just an accident? It was all arranged by me. I personally injected the Nine-Forged Silver Snake Poison into his body. You should know what the Nine-Forged Silver Snake Poison is. It is a very strong poison. The poisoned person will experience nine different poisoning processes in succession in the following period of time, either cold, hot, or... that kind of poison..." When talking about that kind of poison, he deliberately whispered the word in her ear to amplify it.

"Shameless!" Ruo Xiangsi's little face was covered with red halos for a moment.

"If you don't believe me, I can let you go now and let you go back to see how your young lover is doing. If you think it through, come back, as long as you agree to marry me." A small green porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand: "The antidote is yours."

"Don't keep me waiting too long, pretty girl."

As Qing Jing left, the barrier that blocked her slowly disappeared.

He returned to the Holy Palace in a daze, and the people inside were in chaos. After seeing the Saint Girl coming back, everyone slowly relaxed.

"Lovesickness." Mo Luofan's voice sounded behind her. She slowly turned around, reached out to take off the mask on his face, and looked at the man who should have been her future husband.

The husbands of Saints of the Holy Church have always been future Demon Lords...

"Young Master..." She was silent for a while and then continued: "Are you willing to marry..."

Suddenly, before he could finish his words, Mo Luofan felt pain all over his body as if he was pricked by needles. I felt pain in my chest and slowly squatted down on one leg.

"Little Lord!"

In the next few days, Ruo Xiangsi really understood why Qing Jing said so confidently that she would come back to find him. He was betting that she would never stand idly by. The Nine-Forged Silver Snake Poison really lived up to its reputation. In just a few days, it tortured Mo Luofan back to the state he was in when he fell into the demon world, with his face pale.

"Saint, you haven't rested for several days. Go to the bathing pool to cleanse yourself and rest. We will take care of you here..."

After the maid's repeated requests, Ruo Xiangsi, who had been guarding the bedside, was asked to go and rest. Ruo Xiangsi also felt that she had not cleaned herself for many days and was afraid that she would make the young master uncomfortable, so she thought about it for a long time before getting up and leaving.

Not long after Ruo Xiangsi left, the maid Duan Yao came in and found that Mo Luofan, who was lying on the bed, was missing. At this time, Mo Luofan felt as if his body was burning in flames. He wanted to soak himself in water to put out all the fire on his body.

He stumbled into the bathing pool. Like the Lingquan at Qingyuan Gate, this place was an open-air pavilion, but the Lingquan was more than five times larger than this one. Coming from this place, he felt the poison in his body was more vigorous. His mind kept recalling the time when he was fifteen years old and accidentally peeped at his master bathing. His fair and rosy skin was soaked in the crystal clear water. The mist on the water surface covered the fair body with a hazy feeling. The mysterious feeling caused by the mist made people want to get closer.

Ruo Xiangsi had just taken off her coat and was unbuttoning her white Confucian robe when she was suddenly thrown to the ground. She wanted to shout loudly, but when she saw clearly that the person who threw her was Mo Luofan, the cry for help stuck in her throat disappeared.

"Little Lord……"

Looking at his red cheeks and his blindfolded eyes, she understood that the poison in the Nine-Forged Silver Snake Poison had taken effect.

Shouldn't she shout for help at this moment? But now she doesn't want to do that. There has always been a distance between her and Mo Luofan, which prevents them from getting close, getting close, or going one step further. She loves this young man, but there is an unbridgeable gap between them. After learning that he is the young master of the demon clan, her future husband, she is very happy that she is the saint of the demon clan, because only with this identity can she stand by his side, but at the same time she is very afraid, because he grew up in the human world after all. She is afraid that he will be like the previous demon king, fall in love with humans, abandon the so-called marriage method of the demon clan in the past generations, and be like the previous demon saint, who cannot get love and finally dies in depression, so she buried her feelings. As long as Mo Luofan doesn't expose it, she can always be his most loyal subordinate.

"Young Master..." She reached out and stroked his cheek: "We have been leaning on each other for these days, and have never been apart for a moment. In fact, you also have a little bit of affection for me, even a little bit, right?"

Now that Mo Luofan was suffering from the poisonous gas attack, he had no idea that he had mistaken Ruo Xiangsi for Mo Xiaolan, and he had also forgotten that this was not the spiritual spring of Qingyuan Sect, but the Holy Palace of the Demon Clan. The words spoken by the "Mo Xiaolan" under him, caressing his face, were like a jar of honey, pouring directly into his heart. He pulled down the little hand that was caressing his face and held it tightly in his hand.

"Mo Xiaolan" raised her head and kissed the skin exposed by his torn collar. In an instant, her rationality completely collapsed. Then "Mo Xiaolan" said: "From now on, I am yours, you can do whatever you want to me."

Hearing these words, Mo Luofan showed a satisfied smile on his face and buried his head in her neck. For a moment, she also hugged Mo Luofan's body tightly. The cool breeze blew gently, but it could not extinguish the flames burning between the two of them.

Mo Xiaolan, who was sleeping in a remote inn, had a very strange dream. She was walking on a strange and prosperous street. Everyone here had a satisfied smile on their face. She was the only one who was walking here like a machine for some unknown reason. But she was not walking alone. Her hand was held by someone. The temperature of that person's palm was very warm. That person was whispering to her along the way, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. She was like a puppet being manipulated by him. Suddenly, that person stopped, hugged her, and whispered in her ear, "Please don't leave me..."

Suddenly, she woke up from her dream. The pillow was already wet with tears, and the dull pain from her heart seemed like it was in a dream.

Who was that person? What happened to her? Why did she have such a dream? Who did she leave behind?

Next to the bathing pool, when Mo Luofan kissed the person next to his ear, he shouted in an extremely evil and seductive voice: "Master..."

Suddenly the person under him paused.

"Master, I, I like you so much, Xiaolan..."

"Xiao Lan..."

Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. Ruo Xiangsi pushed the person away and ran out with her clothes.

It turns out that all the tenderness, gentleness, and tenderness are based on another person. That person obviously hurt him so deeply, why, why does he still keep her in his heart like a treasure...

She, Ruo Xiangsi, the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, who was honored and favored above all others, was shameless today to seduce the future monarch, just to be a sweet and soft little woman and get the caress of her beloved, but the heart of her beloved had only one person in it.

Luosha Wang Qingjing, who was sleeping soundly, never thought that one day someone would break into his house while he was sleeping.

"Little beauty? Why do you come to my place so late at night?" He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked the person who broke in late at night.

Ruo Xiangsi walked in slowly, stood in front of him, and said with a look of despair: "I will sign the marriage certificate, and you give me the antidote."

Qing Jing was almost awakened from his nap. He sat up and shouted, "Someone, bring the marriage certificate!"

The red paper was covered with dense handwriting. Without even thinking, Ruo Xiang raised his hand and wrote his name at the bottom right corner.

Qing Jing picked up the red marriage certificate with satisfaction, looked at the words on it and smiled: "This way I won't be afraid of you cheating. On the day of the wedding, I will sign my own name in front of everyone in the world. Only then will we be real husband and wife."

"It's up to you..." After getting the antidote, Ruo Xiangsi walked out of the room in a daze.

With the antidote, the young master can survive and marry the person he truly loves, and he can be happy. As for her, it doesn't matter. Without Mo Luofan's love, what does it matter who she marries? She will live in a daze all her life anyway, so she might as well do one last thing for the young master.