Has the Holy Son been sacked by the Devil Emperor today?

The Mozu's imperial palace is so large and prosperous. After being imprisoned in a narrow space for eight years, Feng Yijue had lost his sense of space. He dodged one guard after another in embarrassment and headed for the bustling area of ​​the imperial palace. It was very dark at night, except for a few lights that flickered on and off, there was no other light.

"Prince Knowles has just recovered, His Majesty wants us to send these over, there is no delay."

"Let's go quickly then."

Hiding in the dark, Feng Yijue quietly listened to the conversation of the two maids in the corridor, and when he learned that they were going to the palace of Prince Knowles, Feng Yijue quietly followed.

Following the two maids from a distance, Feng Yijue stopped when he saw a secluded and gorgeous palace. The two maids were able to enter after being inspected by the guards. would be considered an assassin.

Feng Yijue thought in his heart, according to what You Yan said, Jianyuan should be in this palace, but Feng Yijue couldn't understand why Yaoyuan, who had never appeared in the sight of these demons, was taken away.

"Since His Majesty has no order, then throw this little thing out."

The waiter's yin and yang voice came from inside the palace, and then, following the guard's reply, the little Jianyuan was dragged out from inside, Feng Yijue's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart tightened, and the man beside him Suddenly, the pillar was scratched with several finger marks.

"Look at the half-dead, throw it outside the imperial palace?"

"Alright, well... this little doll looks really cute, how could it appear in Prince Knowles' bedroom?"

"Who knows? Maybe His Highness's heart needs to be replenished by drinking the blood of a child!"

"Don't be scary, if this is the case, then I will go back and hide my child!"

"Look at you coward! How can there be such a strange disease!"

The two guards were discussing, one of them bent down and picked up the thin child, and the two walked out.

Feng Yijue, who was hiding in the dark, clenched his fists. He deeply embedded his nails in his palms and kept reminding himself to be calm. Cecil was inside, and he couldn't take back Jianyuan here.

"Who is there?!"

Perhaps because of thinking of Cecil, Feng Yijue's inner anger was too heavy at this time, and he was soon smelled by the two guards. Feng Yijue, who has become an ordinary human race, cannot escape their perception at all.

Feng Yi was slightly taken aback by his determination, he hesitated for a moment and then slowly walked out of the dark corner. After seeing Feng Yijue's appearance, the two guards who held their knives put down their knives and stared blankly at each other. After a few seconds, "Your Highness Yatta?!"

"Your Highness Yata, why are you here?"

One of the guards asked him, he always felt that His Highness Yata in front of him...has he grown up?Could it be that their appearance has changed since they haven't seen His Highness for a long time?

Seeing the reaction of those two people, Feng Yijue was naturally a little stunned, but what he could judge was that these two people mistook him for someone else.This is a very ingenious thing. Although Feng Yijue has the smell of the human race, Cecil also concealed Yata's special demonic aura in order to play the role of Feng Yijue, so the two naturally have no How strange it feels.

"Give this child to me."

Since he was misidentified, Feng Yijue simply pretended to be the man named Yata.

"Yes... yes, Your Highness."

Before the guard could personally lift Jian Yuan over, Feng Yijue stepped forward and hugged him into his arms, took a deep look at the two of them, and hurried away.

"By the way, why is His Royal Highness Yatta dressed so poorly? He looks like a commoner."

"I guess it's the fun of playing with His Majesty."

The two smiled wretchedly.

Feng Yijue ran back with his heart beating all the way, the comatose Jian Yuan in his arms was pale, Feng Yijue checked him everywhere, obviously there was no wound, but why did he remain unconscious all the time!

Perhaps because it was too bumpy, the delirious Jianyuan half-opened his eyes. When he saw the familiar outline of the man's jaw, Jianyuan slowly stretched out his hand, and that small hand held it tightly. The clothes on the father's chest.

"Jianyuan! Jianyuan... don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Looking down at Jian Yuan in his arms, Feng Yijue found a corner immediately. He placed Jian Yuan on the soft lawn, and asked softly, "Tell me, what's uncomfortable?"

Jian Yuan shook his head weakly, he raised his finger, and then tapped his heart lightly.

"Is it uncomfortable here?" Feng Yijue half-kneeled on the ground and quickly tore off Jian Yuan's clothes, only to find a black cross appeared on his heart out of thin air.

"what is this?!"

Feng Yijue frowned lightly.

"This is the mark left by digging out half of the heart."

Feng Yijue felt as if struck by lightning, his heartbeat suddenly stagnated, not to mention the familiar voice of the visitor, just this sentence made him a little breathless, Jian Yuan...was dug out half of it heart!

"I haven't seen you for six years, why do you have gray hair? Are all human races so ageless?" In the dark corridor, the Demon Emperor stood quietly not far from the blond man, with some sarcasm in his deep eyes means.

"So it was you... Did you dig out his heart?"

Feng Yijue moved his stiff body, and he held the weak Jian Yuan in his arms. From the moment Cecil appeared, Jian Yuan's body was shaking. No one knew how much he was afraid of this robbing. The man with his half heart?

"I was right."

Cecil smiled lowly, and his eyes became darker.

Feng Yijue clenched his fists, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dark.He gently hugged the thin Jianyuan, turned around and wanted to leave, this kind of reaction surprised Cecil.

"Just leave like this? You know, this little thing will die soon. A lowly half-breed will not live long without half of his heart."

After all, Cecil's words made Feng Yijue stop compromisingly. He hesitated for a moment, then turned his back to the man and asked in a low voice: "Tell me, what else do you want me to do?" Feng Yijue again However, it is clear that even if Jian Yuan is of Cecil's blood, since Cecil is willing to dig Jian Yuan's heart, he will never save him easily.

"You still know me very well, Yijue..." Cecil smiled lightly and continued: "My life is very boring recently, hey... I will give you a chance to save him, come to me and be my friend." Waiter, let me have some fun."

"I will give you my devil blood regularly, and then feed him to drink, and soon he will transform into a real devil. Although his body will not be as good as before, at least he can live."

"Okay, I promise you, as long as I can save him."

Feng Yijue only felt that he had nothing to lose except Jian Yuan. He was now a useless person, he was incapable of saving Jian Yuan or resisting Cecil, and his sharp personality had been smoothed out over the years.

Seeing the back of the man leaving, Cecil narrowed his dangerous eyes, and suddenly sneered.

He really wanted to see what interesting changes had happened to that proud son after six years of absence.

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After that day, Feng Yijue seemed to have gained some freedom. He and Jian Yuan still lived in that dilapidated palace, but in order to restore Jian Yuan, he had to go to Cecil's palace during the day.

The noble Holy Son finally knelt down on the land of the Demon Race that he despised, and piously wiped his palace for the Demon Emperor.Feng Yijue had never done these things since he was a child, so it was naturally clumsy to do them. He knelt on the ground and carefully cleaned the dust from the walls with a damp cloth. Cecil deliberately removed all the maids. He was left to clean up alone.

"Your Majesty, why are you in such a good mood today? You actually came to find me in your bedroom."

"Of course it's because of loneliness, and Knowles is almost better, so I haven't seen you for a few days."

The laughter of the two resounded outside the palace, His Majesty the Devil Emperor strode into his bedroom with his beloved Yata in his arms, and Knowles' recovery made him feel much better.Looking at the empty room, Cecil's eyes quickly drifted to Feng Yijue in the corner.Until they came in, Feng Yijue didn't stop what he was doing, he silently wiped the dusty wall.

Cecil snorted softly. He sat down at the table with Yata in his arms, and reminded coldly: "The waiter's responsibilities include pouring wine for the master."

Feng Yijue, who was far away, understood Cecil's meaning. He dropped the wet cloth in his hand, then walked to the table, knelt down and took out the wine glass to pour wine indifferently.

Yatta was sitting on Cecil's lap. While flirting with Cecil, he watched the holy son of the human race from the corner of his eye.

I've heard that His Majesty hired that human saint son to be a servant, and now it seems that this person really looks a lot like him.It's just that he looks sick, not as healthy as himself, and even has white hair. Maybe he was not as good as him as the holy son of the human race at the beginning, but now, in the eyes of His Majesty, this holy son of the human race is no better than him. He is a humble waiter, and he is still so young and beautiful, His Majesty naturally poured all his affections on himself.

After pouring the wine, Feng Yijue stood up and walked towards the dusty wall again.During the whole process, he didn't seem to see the devil emperor flirting with that person, let alone hear that charming shenyin.

"stop!"

Maybe Cecil finally couldn't stand Feng Yijue's ignorance, he sneered and continued: "Stay outside the door tonight and listen to my orders at any time."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Feng Yijue finally opened his mouth, he spat out these few words lightly, then knelt by the wall and wiped his wall mechanically.

For Feng Yijue's attitude and performance, Cecil was extremely angry!This is completely different from what he imagined.