Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Xu Ziying was noncommittal, sitting cross-legged on the bed in a thin undergarment, her dark hair hanging on her shoulders, and the moonlight was dyed together with the silver-white undershirt, only her face was hidden in the shadow.

As the night in autumn was getting colder, Rong Feiyan first went to bring him some clothes to put on, then sat down on the edge of the bed and talked about it.

"I've told you that the Rong family was abandoned and forced to seek refuge with the Demon Lord, and the weak and sick son of the Rong family was also the only son. These are all true."

Xu Ziying snorted, "But, this person is not you."

Rong Fei was tired of not making unnecessary arguments for himself, and smiled calmly: "Yes, it's Xiao Du."

"What happened later was like that. The Rong family was still wiped out, leaving only Du Yi as a widow. His father sacrificed his life to replace him with a healthy body."

The room was silent, Rong Fei continued to say: "Xiao Du is indeed older, but he looks younger, but at that time he was just a child, his family was ruined overnight, and he had no attachment to the world."

"However, his father wanted him to live well before his death, so he made a wish to the Demon Lord."

Xu Ziying was slightly stunned, and asked subconsciously, "What wish?"

Rong Feiyan said: "He doesn't want this kind of life anymore, everything is fine, he wants to live it again."

"So he used the medical skills he learned from that priest as my doctor, and has been by my side for so many years."

"His body is not good. After losing for so long, even the demon king can't make him very healthy, so he has to keep eating to maintain it."

"Back then, he suffered continuous blows, watched his relatives pass away, and his mind was slightly disabled. He was a little dull, cowardly, and his brain was not very bright. Maybe he didn't care anymore and just wanted to put on a disguise to live."

Hearing this, Xu Ziying recalled the conversation between Du Yi and the old man, and said, "Do you really think that he is willing?"

Rong Feiyan shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips at Xu Ziying, "I don't think I treat him very well. I have told him many times that if he wants, I will let him go and ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing. A lifetime, but he chose to be here."

He also said half-jokingly: "So I guarantee that he will not be starved to death or strangled to death, will not be deceived or bullied, isn't this how he has lived well up to now?"

Xu Ziying didn't answer his words, and after a long silence, said: "Is it finished?"

Rong Feiyan seemed to pause for a moment, then said with a smile: "What else does Yingying want to know?"

"Hey."

Xu Ziying supported the mattress under her body with her hands, and moved to Rong Feiyan's side, her beautiful eyes glanced over the man's handsome face, with a half-smile, "Can you stop telling me what to say?"

The two of them were so close that their breaths became entangled, so close that Rong Fei could touch his light-coloured thin lips as long as he lowered his head slightly.

Rong Fei's disgusted eyes lingered back and forth on his face, he raised his eyebrows, and his soft-spoken expression seemed to be talking about love.

"Honey, do I have one?"

Xu Ziying didn't show any weakness, her chin was raised slightly, her fair neck curved into a beautiful arc, her skin was delicate and almost transparent under the moonlight, and she slid down into the loose collar and disappeared.

Rong Fei's disgusted eyes darkened, Xu Ziying put his hands on his shoulders, and leaned into his ears, "Then think about it for me, what did you say that day, and what did I say, eh?"

The "hmm" sounded into Rong Feiyan's ears with the final sound, depressed and charming, he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to bow his head to kiss him, but Xu Ziying escaped from his hand by rubbing against the thin petals.

Xu Ziying sat back, even farther away than before, as if the person just now was not him at all, with a cold face, he said in a questioning tone.

"What did you say?"

Rong Fei was tired of knowing it later, Xu Ziying knew that he was talking about business now, he couldn't touch him, and he just deliberately seduced him, so he laughed angrily for a while.

"Of course I remember, but I've told you everything you asked just now..."

"It's the same thing whether I believe it or not," Xu Ziying interrupted him directly, "Besides, Xiao Du's background has nothing to do with me, does it?"

Xu Ziying paused for a while, his eyes were burning, Rong Fei didn't speak, he continued: "What I want to ask is, since Du Yi is the real young master of the Rong family,

"then who are you?"

Rong Fei knew that Xu Ziying would definitely ask, so he had no intention of avoiding it, so he said calmly, "I am the descendant of the Demon Lord."

"Descendants?" Xu Ziying frowned, as if thinking of something, and said in a strange tone, "Didn't the Demon Lord like a man?"

Rong Fei's smile didn't change, and some of his answers were irrelevant, "But I am the descendant of the Demon Lord. I borrowed the identity of the young master of the Rong family, and I was in great danger. There was no one available in the palace back then. Although the emperor was afraid of my sudden appearance , but there is no other way.”

"I have been stationed in Bianmo for ten years, and then I came back justifiably. In this way, no one will doubt my identity, and I can also use my power to erase the traces of the descendants who are connected with the Demon Lord one by one. , so that they can live a normal life.”

Xu Ziying pondered for a moment, then a sense of irritability gradually rose in his chest, and he let out a disdainful hum from his nose.

"Since you are the descendant of Mozun, is it bullshit for Mozun to fall in love with Jiang Luo? They are all lies?"

Rong Feiyan just shook his head, put the back of his head against the bed frame, and raised his head slightly, "I don't know, but,"

He looked at Xu Ziying and smiled slightly, "This has nothing to do with you, Yingying, why bother?"

Putting his hand on his forehead and pressing it twice, Xu Ziying said, "That's right, it has nothing to do with me, what does it have to do with me."

Xu Ziying asked another question, "Since you are the descendant of the Demon Lord, where did the Demon Lord go?"

"Dead." Rong Fei said angrily.

"Dead? How did you die?"

"Jiang Luo is dead, so is he." Rong Fei's tired voice was a little unreal and erratic, but also very firm, so firm that Xu Ziying would not ask further questions.

After speaking, Rong Feiyan suddenly laughed loudly: "Jiang Luo will live as long as he lives."

Xu Ziying was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand why he said this, he didn't like to get to the bottom of it, just like Rong Fei was tired of saying that it was none of his business, he rolled his eyes, rubbed his head and muttered.

"I really don't understand..."

Rong Fei raised his slender legs tiredly, stepped on the edge of the bed with black high boots, and tilted his head to Xu Ziying, "Is Yingying finished asking? Then I want to ask Yingying something too."

Xu Ziying was puzzled, "What are you asking?"

Rong Fei said angrily, "Zhou Yunke, what's going on?"

Xu Ziying's eyes moved slightly. Rong Fei was tired of telling him what to say, so of course he would pretend to be stupid, and lowered his eyes indifferently, "What is it? Tell me clearly."

Rong Fei gave a tired laugh, and covered his heart in a grievance and helplessness, "Yingying, you can't turn your elbows out, I'm your husband, how can you help outsiders? I'm going to be heartbroken."

If his arms were long enough, Xu Ziying would have punched him long ago, saying, "Fuck you fart."

Rong Fei knew that he would react in this way, and he didn't talk about anything else, saying: "Let me explain in advance, this is all said by Zhou himself, saying that you asked him to check your background."

The author has something to say: I almost fainted from writing this chapter ○|￣|_