The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

He Er watched this scene, she was completely immersed in this beautiful moment, the melon seeds in her hand seemed to become redundant. A drop of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, and this scene happened to be seen by Ziming.

He looked up and saw Tsuruji's silly look, and couldn't help laughing.

The laughter echoed in the room, and He Er finally came back to her senses. She touched her cheek awkwardly, then smiled and said to Ziming:

"Ziming, your handwriting is so beautiful. I am stunned by it."

Ziming looked at He Er's flustered movements and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He smiled and shook his head, thinking that this little liar was obviously attracted by his charm, but still had to find excuses to shirk.

He decided to test Tsuruji's reaction, so he asked:

"Are you really just reading the words?"

He Er felt a little embarrassed by the question. She lowered her head and answered in a low voice:

"Um……"

A blush appeared on her face, obviously touched by Ziming's words.

Ziming was delighted. He continued to write calmly and made an attractive suggestion:

"Sleep here tonight..."

His voice is deep and magnetic, making it irresistible.

Hearing this suggestion, He Er's eyes widened. She felt flustered, her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks turned red.

She knew she couldn't stay, so she quickly refused:

"No, Xiao Shiqi is still waiting for me. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she turned around and ran away, fearing that Ziming would make any more requests.

Ziming looked at He Er's running back and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He held the brush, and the ink dripped onto the paper, forming a black stain. He looked a little angry, with dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

As if possessed by some strange force, he blurted out:

"You just don't like my body?"

This sentence caused the whole room to fall into an awkward silence. He Er had already fled, leaving Ziming alone standing there, facing his own heart.

He felt lost and lonely, and an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart.

He realized that he might really like He Er, but he didn't know how to express his feelings. He sat silently at his desk, thinking about what to do next.

As time passed, Ziming's mood gradually calmed down.

He began to reflect on his actions and words, trying to figure out what went wrong.

"Were you too impulsive just now?"

"Didn't she understand my feelings?"

"..."

Ziming calmed himself down and picked up the pen again.

He told himself that no matter what the outcome, he would respect Tsuruji's decision.

However, the marriage envoy from Xiangzhou broke the peace of Hezhou. It was the marriage envoy sent by the Lord of Xiang himself. When Miss Heer saw him for the first time, she remembered him at first sight. He was dressed in festive clothes and always had a smile on his face, as if welded on his face. Although his smile was brilliant, it was a bit dazzling in the eyes of the people of Hezhou. His clothes were particularly eye-catching. He was wearing a red robe embroidered with golden phoenixes and cloud patterns, which looked both gorgeous and solemn. He had a golden belt tied around his waist, inlaid with gems, shining with dazzling light. He wore a towering black crown hat on his head, inlaid with rubies, giving people a sense of majesty and inviolability.

In the reception room of He Mansion.

The Lord of Hezhou sat in the first seat. He had a serious expression and showed no joy at all.

His brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Mrs. He sat beside him, her face full of sorrow, obviously not satisfied with this marriage. She clasped her hands together, as if trying to control her emotions.

He Er was sitting on the side seat on the right. She originally wanted to cross her legs, but after being glared at by the Crane City Lord on the chief seat, she gave up the idea.

After a while, He Er started knocking on the table out of boredom. His knuckles clicked on the sandalwood table, making a dull sound and breaking the silence of the living room.

He Er's face was filled with dissatisfaction and irritability. She was obviously tired of this kind of occasion. If it weren't for the City Lord He's words, he would personally come to her residence with a bone whip to invite her if she didn't come. What a joke! She had to come. She didn't want to be torn apart!

Madam He frowned and sighed imperceptibly. She looked at the marriage envoy opposite her, her heart filled with worry.

The death of the eldest daughter He Zhiwei was inextricably linked to Xiangzhou. The Lord of He City hated the Lord of Xiang because of this incident. But the Lord of Xiang just wanted to provoke him! Everyone in the world knew that the Lord of Xiang had coveted the fertile land of Hezhou for a long time.

She knew that this marriage was a show of force, but now they only had one daughter, He Wuyang. He Wuyang was the future lord of Hezhou. If the son of the Lord of the Elephants married He Wuyang, it would be like handing over Hezhou! Hezhou would become an appendage of Xiangzhou! Besides, with He Wuyang's temper, how could she possibly give in to the Xiang people? She hated the people of the Xiang people the most! As a mother, she knew this very well.

The messenger came on a mission from the Lord of the Elephants, and he sat opposite Miss He Er.

He looked Miss He Er up and down and found her to be very pretty, with a great figure and no missing limbs. Not bad, not bad. Then he nodded to Miss He Er with an admiring look.

Seeing that the time was almost right, he stood up, opened the skylight, and spoke frankly.

He walked to the center of the luxurious and tidy reception room, put his right hand on his chest, and saluted to the City Lord and Lady He. His movements were solemn and elegant, showing his noble status. Then, he turned around and saluted to Miss He Er, his eyes revealing his expectation and respect for the future young master's wife.

His voice was loud and powerful, and people had to listen to him carefully.

"Respected Lord Crane City,"

The messenger spoke, his voice was loud and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

"I am the marriage envoy sent by the Elephant Lord. Our Elephant Clan has a young master named Xiang Yun, who has a deep friendship with Miss He Er. They studied together since childhood and spent many unforgettable times together. Young Master Xiang Yun fell in love with Miss He Er at first sight, and she is the only one in his heart. Therefore, he proposed a marriage proposal to the Elephant Lord, hoping to marry Miss He Er."

The messenger paused, his eyes revealing his anticipation for this marriage.

"The elephant owner is very optimistic about this marriage."

He continued:

"He believes that the union of the Elephant Tribe and the Crane Tribe will bring prosperity to both sides. Therefore, he specially ordered me to come to Crane State to discuss this important matter with you. I hope you can agree to this marriage and let the Elephant Tribe and the Crane Tribe get married happily."

It will come eventually.