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The two discussed in detail for a while about how to pretend to be a fairy descending to the earth, effectively fascinating a tyrant, and heard a demon general say outside, “Demon lord, there is a group of mortal soldiers outside.”

What soldiers? They just came here, and they didn’t have time to do anything bad. How could they be called by the soldiers?

Could it be because they hadn’t gotten permission to enter the city, or hadn’t made false identities, and were asked for checking? But, was these mortals’ national household registration management so strict?

After seeing the group of guards, Liao Tingyan felt even more daunted. The person with the soldiers was a quiet little white face. He didn’t come to investigate the household, but sat with a smile, he said, “My Master saw the Miss by the river, and he was worried, so he made me find your trace. I hope you will follow me to meet his Majesty.”

Miss was Hu country’s title for unmarried young women, while Master (Lang Jun) was for men.

Liao Tingyan: “…”

It turned out that she met a pervert on the street. He was attracted by her looks, so he sent people to come to her door and wanted to take her.

Could she still run into this kind of plot in her lifetime? To be honest, Liao Tingyan almost forgot that she was still a beauty.

Hong Luo and the other demon commanders and demon cultivators who acted as servants also looked at each other when they heard that. Liao Tingyan used to be Sima Jiao’s dao companion, the world’s strongest demon king, and later became the demon lord of the Demon Realm himself. Who dared to look at her like that? Even if one did, they dared not give birth to this kind of thoughts.

Probably because it was so outrageous, Liao Tingyan didn’t even feel anger. The group of people next to her, the fierce demon general with a fierce face, showed an offended and fierce look.

Where was the b*st*rd? Dare to covet their boss! Cramp! Peel! Refine his soul!

Perhaps it was that they were aware of their injustice, the white-faced man with a proud posture before, was subconsciously trembling when he spoke, “Our lord is not an ordinary person. If Miss is willing, you can get rich and wealthy… “

Liao Tingyan wanted to laugh, “Oh, how rich is it?”

The white-faced man straightened his waist slightly again, “My lord, whose surname is Sima, came from Yan City.”

Yan City was the capital of the country, and Sima was the national surname. There was only one person who could use this claim, that was, Sima Jiao, the emperor of Hu country.

Liao Tingyan: “…”

Who? Who did he say?

Liao Tingyan: “…Sima Jiao?”

The white-faced man’s complexion changed, “Bold, don’t call the emperor’s name directly!”

Hong Luo and the demon generals fell into silence. No one was angry this time, they all felt unreal.

Liao Tingyan: I really haven’t had time to build a dream and set him up.

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In the strange silence, Hong Luo patted Liao Tingyan on the shoulder, and whispered, “Well, a thousand-mile marriage is tied together, cherish this fate?”

Liao Tingyan suddenly reacted: “!!!” Sima Jiao! He became a pervert?! He saw a pretty woman on the side of the road and was a jerk trying to grab her?! It might not be the first time since he was so skilled!

D*mn you, Sima Jiao! You are dead!

Let me tell you, you will die!

Liao Tingyan got on the carriage that came to pick her, and went silently all the way to Wei Xianyu Mansion.

 In Liyang County, she wondered how to vent her anger when she saw Sima Jiao, slap his little white face, or kick him, or say a few words before starting…

When she really saw his familiar face again, Liao Tingyan felt that she could not move. She could only look at him, and a lot of emotions surged in her heart.

She thought of a poem.

There was no sadness in the world for a long time.

It was not sad, but when I met you I felt sad.

Liao Tingyan looked at the man who was sitting indifferently, and tears instantly fell when she saw his eyes.

She wanted to say, ‘I’ve been looking for you for a long time. I often dream, but I rarely dream of you.’ 

She wanted to scold him harshly, and even wanted to hug this hard-to-find person but no matter what, she couldn’t get close. She could only watch him as if she had been set in place with tears streaming down her face.

Sima Jiao: “…”

He was sitting there, watching the person crying with no expression, and then the jade lamp in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. He stood up, walked up to Liao Tingyan, and wiped her tears with his thumb, “Why are you crying?”

He glanced irritably at the attendant who brought her nearby, “I asked you to find her, but I didn’t tell you to bring her here forcibly”

The servant got panicked by his glance, “Your Majesty, this girl came voluntarily!”

Came voluntarily? Would those who come willingly cry like their husband died?

Sima Jiao had a headache because of crying. He hesitated for a while, twisted the remaining tear marks on his fingers. His headache was about to occur, and his forehead throbbed.

Liao Tingyan cried. She found a place, and sat down on the couch.

Sima Jiao who pressed his eyebrows and was prepared to explode: “…”

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