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Looking at these exquisite accessories, Meng Wan's little face was full of excitement.

"Master Qingyu, these little gadgets are really interesting! I have never seen them in the Suzaku tribe before."

Qingyu chuckled, picked up a glowing spirit bead and handed it to Meng Wan with a gentle tone.

"Ms. Meng Wan, if you like it, I will give this spirit bead to you."

Meng Wan took the spirit bead, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Is it really possible? This spirit bead is so beautiful, thank you, Master Qingyu!"

Seeing Meng Wan so happy, Qingyu felt secretly proud and his tone was even more doting.

"As long as Miss Meng Wan likes it, it's good. These little things are not worth much. As long as you are happy, I will be satisfied."

Meng Wan held the spirit pearl in her palm, her eyes full of joy.

She gently shook the spirit bead, and it immediately emitted a soft light, shining on her face, making her look particularly charming.

Qingyu looked at Meng Wan's smile and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"This little princess of the Suzaku tribe is really simple-minded. A little thing can make her so happy. It seems that as long as I show more, I will be able to win her favor."

The two continued to stroll in the market, Qingyu bought some small things for Meng Wan from time to time, and Meng Wan always maintained an innocent look with a happy look on her face.

Meng Wan held the spiritual pearl that Qingyu gave her, her eyes full of joy.

She asked innocently while playing with the spirit beads in her hand.

"Master Qingyu, you must be very powerful, right? To be able to serve as the commander of the guards in the Demon King's Palace, you must be an amazing and powerful person."

When Qingyu heard this, a smug look appeared on his face, and there was a hint of pride in his tone.

"Miss Meng Wan, you are too kind. I am just lucky to be appreciated by His Majesty, so I can have a place in the Demon King's Palace.

As for strength, it's barely passable, but it's still far behind those truly powerful ones."

Meng Wan blinked, her eyes full of admiration.

"Master Qingyu is so modest. Being able to serve as the commander of the guards in the Demon King's Palace is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. I wonder how many years Master Qingyu has been in the Demon King's Palace?"

Qingyu smiled, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

"Speaking of which, I have been in the Demon King's Palace for nearly two hundred years. Back then, I was an orphan and wandered outside. Fortunately, His Majesty took pity on me and brought me back to the Demon King's Palace. That's how I became what I am today."

When Meng Wan heard this, her face showed sympathy and pity.

"So Young Master Qingyu has had such an experience... It's really heartbreaking. However, you are now the commander of the guards in the Demon King's Palace. I'm sure His Majesty thinks highly of you, right?"

Qingyu nodded, his tone showing genuine gratitude.

"Your Majesty has been very kind to me. If it weren't for him, I would have starved to death. So, I have been doing my best to serve Your Majesty in order to repay his kindness."

Meng Wan sighed softly, her tone gentle, "Mr. Qingyu is really a man of loyalty and righteousness. I am so lucky to have a friend like you."

Qingyu was moved when he saw Meng Wan cared about him so much.

He thought to himself: "Although Miss Meng Wan is simple and ignorant, her status and position are just right for me. If she were replaced by someone smart and arrogant, she might not even look down on me."

Seeing that Qingyu had let down his guard towards her, Meng Wan sneered inwardly and continued to ask calmly.

"Master Qingyu, the Demon King Palace is really huge! When I first arrived yesterday, I almost got lost. You have been there for so long, you must be familiar with everything in the palace, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qingyu couldn't help but nod slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his expression.

"Of course. I know every palace and corridor in the Demon King's Palace. I also often accompany His Majesty to the Demon Saint Palace, where he likes to go most."

There was a hint of surprise in Meng Wan's eyes, and her tone was full of admiration: "Demon Saint Temple? What is that place? It sounds so mysterious!"

Qingyu smiled, with a hint of mystery in his tone.

“The Demon Saint Temple is where His Majesty handles confidential matters. Normally, no one is allowed to approach except for a few trusted ministers.

It is also because I am deeply trusted by His Majesty that I have the opportunity to accompany him as a guard."

Meng Wan nodded as if she understood what he said, "I see. Anyone who can enter the Demon Saint Temple must be very extraordinary, right?"

"Of course. The Demon Emperor Palace is the number one power in the Heavenly Demon Realm. Those who are qualified to set foot in the Demon Saint Palace are either generals guarding the border, city lords, or ministers who are highly valued by the Demon Emperor.

The Venerable Jinpeng who brought you back yesterday was one of them..."

Having said this, Qingyu suddenly realized that he had said too much, his face changed slightly and he stopped talking.

"Ms. Meng Wan, this is a secret of the Demon King's Palace, so I'm sorry I can't say much. Some topics are not something we can discuss casually."

Seeing this, Meng Wan quickly lowered her head and spoke in an apologetic tone.

"I'm sorry, Master Qingyu, I was too rash. I just thought you were amazing, so I couldn't help but ask a few more questions."

When Qingyu saw Meng Wan was so well-behaved, his vigilance immediately dissipated.

He smiled, a doting look on his face.

"Miss Meng Wan, don't blame yourself. You are young, so it is normal for you to be curious about these things. However, these things really cannot be said casually. You must remember not to tell anyone."

Meng Wan nodded quickly and assured in a serious tone, "Don't worry, Master Qingyu, I will never tell anyone else."

The two of them spent the entire day at the market, and only returned to the Demon King's Palace when night fell.

Qingyu sent Meng Wan back to her residence in the palace, and after agreeing to go to Wanjing Pavilion together the next day, he turned and walked towards the main hall of the Demon King Palace.

Arriving at the main hall, Qingyu bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, Qingyu is here to report."

The Demon King was sitting on the throne, looking at Qingyu calmly, his expression majestic without being angry.

"How was it? Did you get along well with the little princess of the Suzaku tribe today?"

Qingyu nodded, with a hint of confidence in his tone.

"Your Majesty, Miss Meng Wan is simple-minded and curious about everything in the Demon Capital. However...something went wrong. The Vermillion Bird Feather Fan that I was planning to buy was stolen by someone."

The Demon King said calmly, "I sent someone to intercept the Vermillion Bird Feather Fan."

When Qingyu heard the Demon King's words, he was shocked and looked puzzled.

"Your Majesty, why did you send someone to intercept the Vermillion Bird Feather Fan? I originally planned to take this opportunity to please Miss Meng Wan, but I didn't expect..."

The Demon King smiled faintly, with a hint of deep meaning in his tone.

"Qingyu, do you know that sometimes trying too hard to please others can make people wary? Although Meng Wan is simple-minded, she is not stupid.

If you act too attentive from the beginning, she may not let down her guard towards you."

Qingyu suddenly understood what was going on when he heard this, and his face was full of admiration.