The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

The cicadas were chirping, making a sound that was somewhat sad and desolate. Ruo Xiangsi was standing alone in the pavilion by the water, holding a handkerchief in her hand. The handkerchief looked old, and the edges were a little yellowed from washing, but its owner couldn't bear to abandon it.

"Ruo Xiangsi." Not far away, Duan Shuangying ran towards her: "You want to leave? Why?"

Ruo Xiangsi looked up at the person who came and smiled slightly: "I came here to pursue him. Now he has a beautiful woman by his side, why should I stay any longer?"

"If you want to leave, I'll go with you." Duan Shuangying grabbed her hand and asked with a firm gaze, "Are you going back to the Demon Realm?"

After hearing her words, Ruo Xiangsi stepped back unconsciously: "How did you know?"

"In the past, there was always a man beside the Sect Master who called him Your Excellency. Who else in the world can be called Your Excellency by the demons? And you came with the Sect Master, so you must be his confidant."

"You...are not afraid?"

"What is there to be afraid of?" She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "I like the master. I grew up with him and I know what kind of person he is. I've known you for such a long time, so I naturally know what kind of person you are. If you want to harm others, why hide your identity? You can just call your demon army to march south."

"Thank you, Shuangying." Ruo Xiangsi held her hands and said, "But this is your home. You don't have to leave your hometown and go to the demon world with me."

"I'm an orphan, it doesn't matter where I go." Duan Shuangying sighed and looked up at the half moon hanging high in the sky. "I'm an orphan, and it was Master Shangjun who saved me. Although I grew up in Qingyuan Sect, it's just a place to shelter from the wind and rain. I'm not like Mo Xiaolan, the master's sister, the peak master's true disciple, with ability, reputation, and status. If I continue to stay here, I will just be like an ordinary disciple, with a dull life. So it's better to go out and try my luck, even if I get hurt, at least I'll have seen the world."

-

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

Mo Luofan was awakened by a series of rapid knocks on the door. He rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Who?"

"Master, it's me." Ruo Xiangsi's voice came from outside the door: "I have something to tell you in detail, Master, do you have time?"

It’s Acacia!

Mo Xiaolan was so scared that she immediately covered her head with the quilt and curled up into a ball.

"come in."

After getting Mo Luofan's approval, she gently pushed the door open and walked in, followed by a timid Duan Shuangying.

Ever since the last incident, Duan Shuangying felt that she had no face to see Mo Luofan. Whenever she thought of the shameful thing, she was filled with regret.

"What's the matter?" Mo Luofan half-sitting on the bed, asked through the bed curtains and screen.

"We are here to bid farewell to the Sect Master." Ruo Xiangsi bowed respectfully and said, "Now that the Sect Master's wish has been fulfilled, it is time for Xiangsi to retire and return to the Demon Realm. Please allow Xiangsi to resign from the title of Saint Maiden and retire to the mountains. As for Miss Duan, she wants to resign from the title of Peak Master and go to the Demon Realm with me to practice. When she becomes a great person in the future, she will serve the Sect Master again."

"This..." Mo Luofan turned his head to look at the group that appeared beside him, and paused for a while. To be honest, he was indeed reluctant to part with Ruo Xiangsi. Ruo Xiangsi and Ming Beilin had been with him all these years. The three of them seemed to have formed a magical tacit understanding over time. They were not like a king and his subjects, but a family. Now that his family was leaving, it was understandable that he was reluctant to part with them.

"Your Majesty." Seeing that he hadn't replied for a long time, Ruo Xiangsi felt a little happy, but more determined: "Please allow me, Your Majesty."

After hearing her words, Mo Xiaolan, who was beside her, felt guilty. She really broke up the couple she had been supporting for so long. Ruo Xiangsi liked Mo Luofan so much, and it was obvious that she could get the love she wanted if she just waited a few more years, but in the end, she was intercepted by someone. Anyone who encounters such a thing would want to escape.

"Xiangsi, how about you reconsider it." Mo Luofan said, "If you are not used to staying here, why don't you go back to the Demon Realm and supervise it for me?"

"No." Ruo Xiangsi refused without a moment's thought: "Your Majesty, Xiangsi is tired and wants to rest."

After the two of them left, Mo Xiaolan quietly revealed her eyes: "If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have left."

"Why do you say that?" Mo Luofan looked at the people around him: "Master, why do you blame yourself?"

She looked at him as if he were a straight man. Anyone with a discerning eye knew what kind of feelings Ruo Xiangsi had for Mo Luofan. Is there any woman in this world who would be willing to watch the man she likes with someone else and pretend that she doesn't care?

Even if there is, he would have to be a person with extremely strong psychological defenses, okay?

When faced with this kind of situation, a normal woman would usually find an excuse to slip away, go somewhere far away to heal her wounds, and bury her feelings forever in her heart.

-

The Demon Suppression Pavilion was as peaceful as usual, except for the occasional smell of unpleasant monsters. Mo Xiaolan covered her nose and mouth with her sleeve and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

The hand holding her suddenly became a little nervous, and Mo Luofan said: "Although I am now with my master, it is undeniable that I used despicable means to obtain the position of the head."

Suddenly he stopped and Mo Xiaolan looked sideways. On the wall in front of her, there was a crystal clear ice coffin. The former leader of the Qingyuan Sect, Mo Xiaolan's brother, Shang Jun, was lying inside.

"This..." She covered her mouth and nose, her eyes wide open: "Is it my brother?"

"At the beginning, I accidentally beat Master Mu and seriously injured him. The head of the sect covered Master Mu's escape, and he sealed himself in this ice coffin. No one can open it except himself."

Mo Xiaolan took a step forward, placed her hand on the ice coffin, and stared into the eyes of the person inside: "Brother, don't blame Luo Fan. In the final analysis, it's all my fault. Don't be angry."

"The master has closed his eyes and ears, so he can't hear you." Mo Luofan held her hand and said, "When the master wakes up, I will apologize to him and return this position to him. Compared to the position of the master and the position of the demon lord, I would rather travel thousands of mountains and rivers with my master."

Demonic world——

The news that Demon Lord Fan had brought his wife back made the entire demon world panic. Everyone immediately got busy with their duties and welcomed the Demon Lord and his wife in the highest form.

In the carriage, Ming Beilin flew to Mo Xiaolan holding a wooden box and said, "Madam, you must remember here that you must take a pill every three days."

"Why?" Mo Xiaolan took a look at the medicine in the box.

Ming Beilin explained, "You still don't know, the demons have always been at odds with humans, and intermarriage with humans is considered to bring disaster. The previous demon..." After saying this, he turned his head and glanced at Mo Luofan next to him. After getting permission, he continued, "The previous demon lord ignored opposition and insisted on marrying a human. After the war, the people here felt that intermarriage with humans was ominous. This medicine can hide the human scent on you, so please be sure to take it."

"I'm sorry, Master." Mo Luofan hugged her from behind and put his head on her shoulder: "I will definitely work hard to reunite the two tribes as soon as possible and break this evil rumor."

"Okay, okay." Mo Xiaolan patted his forehead, took the wooden box, took out a pill, and swallowed it with water: "By the way, Ming Beilin, how is the naming thing going for you?"

"I've already chosen one." Ming Beilin patted his chest proudly. "I looked through ancient books and folk books, and finally came up with a name that is powerful yet elegant, fierce yet refreshing."

"Powerful yet elegant, fierce yet refreshing." Mo Luofan tilted his lips and said, "What's a good name? Tell me."

"Xiao Bai!" Ming Beilin's eyes sparkled. "Does it sound good? Isn't it super good? Mighty, elegant, full of literary style, and in line with my temperament."

The two people in the car said they didn't want to pay any attention to this idiot.

The carriage entered the imperial city, and the voices of the people were heard all around. Mo Xiaolan lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out.

"This scene feels even more grand than the emperor's return to the throne."

"When we get married, I will definitely make the wedding a hundred times more grand than this."

"Get married?" Mo Xiaolan turned around and asked, "Aren't we already married?"

"That's nothing." Mo Luofan was afraid that she would refuse, so he quickly explained: "Only the two of us knew about the marriage. When I handle the relationship between the two tribes and hold the wedding again, I will definitely record this wedding in the annals."

"Then what are you going to do?" Mo Xiaolan became interested, moved closer, stared at his face, eyes full of anticipation.

"Ten miles of red makeup, ten thousand miles of gold."

Suddenly, there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Ten miles of red makeup and ten thousand miles of gold flying around were the promises made by Mo Luofan to Ruo Xiangsi in the original novel. In fact, he did prepare everything, but his only bride passed away.

But on the night of his marriage to the original author Mo Xiaolan, he only wore a red wedding dress and a wedding veil.

"Master, what's wrong?" He saw the disappointment in her eyes and thought that she didn't like these arrangements. He only wanted to give her the best things in the world, but ignored her thoughts.

"Don't you like it? If you don't like this arrangement, I..."

"No." Mo Xiaolan interrupted him: "I don't dislike it, I just remembered something." She turned around and sat down, lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes and asked: "Luo Fan, if a man marries two women, one has a grand wedding ceremony, and the other only has a simple wedding dress, wouldn't the latter be very pitiful?"

"Yes." Merofan asked, "But if that's the case, then the former must be the beloved one, and the latter is just a burden, right?"

She lowered her head even lower.

Yes, the first one is true love, what is the second one? Revenge? I think so.

In the past, she always felt sorry for Ruo Xiangsi’s suffering, but since she knew that person’s feelings, she realized that the other person was suffering even greater pain.

Perhaps it was because of the master-disciple relationship that she was unable to express her feelings. She could only watch the person she loved transfer his affection to someone else, listen to their sweet words, and look forward to the future. In the end, she did not have a good ending. Everyone poked at her spine and scolded her, hated her. Even after her death, her beloved person just treated it as a thing of the past and laughed it off.

And now, did she save the world in her previous life? Although they are not from the same world, they can trust each other for life.

Suddenly, she buried her head in Mo Luofan's arms and hugged his waist: "How lucky am I to get something that person can never get in his whole life."

Listening to her words, he hugged her back: "Master, I can feel that you have many secrets. If one day you are tired, you can talk to me and I will share the burden with you."

Can't these two see that there is someone next to them?

Xiaobai (Ming Beilin) ​​turned his head away consciously to avoid being illuminated by the holy light of the couple.

The scene of welcoming the Demon Lord was indeed grand, but Mo Xiaolan felt physically exhausted and just wanted to lie back on the soft and warm bed. Mo Luofan couldn't bear to see her so tired and having to accompany him to deal with a large group of people, so he arranged for a few maids to send her back.

As soon as he entered the room, the fairy guest in his sleeve immediately jumped out and transformed into a human form: "I'm suffocating to death."

Mo Xiaolan walked straight to the bed, fell on it, and soon fell into deep sleep.

The immortal guest behind her pursed her lips, quietly walked out of the room and came to the side hall. A cloud of green smoke surrounded her. When the smoke dissipated, she had a fan in her hand, waving it slowly.

When the people in the side hall saw the person, they immediately half-knelt down.

"How did things go?"

"My Lord, there are still some stubborn people who think it is inappropriate for Miss Mo to be the wife of the Demon Lord and that it is difficult for her to be the Empress."

"Oh, really?" Xianke twirled the fan in his hand and said, "Think of another way. If it still happens, then kill him."

"This……"

"Tell those old guys that the Demon Lord is still young and his wings are not yet fully grown. It is normal for him to be restricted by them, but I am not afraid. They know what will happen if they anger me." After she finished speaking, she turned around and pushed open the door while saying, "Miss Mo is destined to be the Demon Lord's wife. As for whether they want to live to see this scene, it is their own business."

-

"I slept until late at night." Mo Xiaolan rubbed her sleepy eyes and found that her posture was exactly the same as before she fell asleep. It was obvious that the man had not been here.

"Are you so busy?" She stood up, walked out the door, and asked along the way before she found the person who was still handling things in the library.

Mo Luofan moved his sore shoulders and yawned. He felt a cool breeze coming in. He looked up and his fatigue disappeared instantly.

"Master? Why are you here?"

"Since you don't come to find me, I have to come to find you." After closing the door, Mo Xiaolan strode over. Seeing the things slowly piling up on the desk, she felt a little distressed.

"Do we have to finish watching all of this tonight?" she asked.

"Yeah, but it's almost done. There are still a few more to go..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaolan rushed up and lifted up his sleeve. The black line had faded a lot and now only reached his elbow.

"It seems like it's better to go back to the demon world. You see, you're almost well."

"Yes, yes, that's right." Mo Luofan smiled bitterly. Now he didn't want this thing to get better. His master came to the Demon Realm because of this thing. If it got better, she would want to go back. What should he do?

"When you've finished reading these things, will you go out for a walk with me?"

"it is good."

-

The Demon Clan's Imperial Palace had been greatly renovated when Qing Jing was in charge, and many flower species were introduced, especially the rich peony from the mortal world, which won his heart. After Mo Luofan succeeded to the throne, he had many peonies cut down and the roads widened.

Now, walking on this broad road, he regretted it. How nice it was to have the moonlight shining and the flowers blooming.

When they reached the pavilion in the garden, Mo Xiaolan took him to sit down, and then left a light kiss on his face: "Didn't you say that I have many secrets in my heart? Now I will tell you everything, okay."