After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chu Xinglan still felt a little scared when he thought of Sang Yunqi’s dark face before.

Especially just now, he didn’t even show up when the seal was unsealed for him.

Chu Xinglan understood that Sang Yunqi didn't want to see him at all.

He was not a person without tact. After thinking it over, he ran back to his room.

He took a comfortable bath in the small pool that Sang Yunqi had specially prepared for him, and then used his spiritual power to dry his hair. Then he lazily lay down on the bed.

Come to think of it, he hadn't taken a shower for a month. It was normal for his master to dislike him just now. He even felt a little disgusted with himself.

But, even though the master doesn't want to see him, he can't help but go find him. He could have gone down the mountain tomorrow, but he can't let this little thing ruin his plan.

But how to get there?

Chu Xinglan thought about it for a while, took out the communication jade slip, sent a message to Song Ling, and ran out of the back mountain.

Sang Yunqi was originally sitting in the room, waiting for Chu Xinglan, but when he sensed that he had run away, his anger, which had originally subsided, rose again.

This is really outrageous! This time he must be severely punished!

……

When Chu Xinglan ran to the agreed location, Song Ling was already waiting there.

When Song Ling saw him, he waved excitedly. When Chu Xinglan came closer, he gave him a big hug and secretly rubbed Chu Xinglan's fur several times.

"Brother Chu, you finally remembered to come out and see me."

Chu Xinglan hasn't been down the mountain for more than two years, but he still communicates with his friend Song Ling.

Song Ling has grown a lot taller, and his original baby fat is gone. Wearing the fitted uniform of Danfeng's direct disciple, he looks very energetic just standing there.

If you get close, you can even smell the faint herbal aroma on your body.

Chu Xinglan had heard from Sang Yunqi that the old man Mu at Danfeng was very fond of his young disciple, which caused chaos at Danfeng for a while.

Fortunately, Song Ling was a hardworking kid. Not only had his cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building, but he was also very adept at refining medicine. He could often refine top-grade elixirs below the third grade.

He always answered questions from the Danfeng disciples, and now all the Danfeng disciples are almost worshipping him.

Chu Xinglan was very excited to see his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

After a long round of business exchanging, the two men sat down and talked about business.

Chu Xinglan first looked around, then said embarrassedly when he saw that there was no one around.

"Brother Song, I'm here to ask you for help."

Song Ling took the opportunity to secretly rub it twice, then asked curiously.

"Looking for my help? Did the ancestor go out for something?"

Chu Xinglan coughed twice embarrassedly and waved his hands.

"No, no, this matter is related to my master."

"I made him angry today. He was going to take me down the mountain tomorrow, but now..."

Song Ling understood instantly and nodded in understanding.

"Are you asking me how to make your master happy so that he can take you out to play again tomorrow?"

Chu Xinglan happily raised his front paw and patted Song Ling's shoulder.

"That's right. I've thought about it and you're the only one who can help me. What do you think we should do?"

He said this sincerely, as he didn't have many friends in the sky.

Xu Zhuo didn't even consider that he could make Sang Yunqi angry more than himself. Chen Xiu looked like one of the top ten disciples, and he probably had never made any mistakes.

But Song Ling was different. Just based on the fact that he came from a royal family, Chu Xinglan knew that he must be cunning.

Song Ling touched his chin and fell into deep thought, while Chu Xinglan waited patiently by the side.

"Have it!"

Song Ling looked at Chu Xinglan excitedly, waved at him, and motioned him to come over and listen.

I don’t know why, but Chu Xinglan suddenly felt a chill on his back and subconsciously wanted to run.

But he was curious about what tricks Song Ling could come up with, so he controlled his temper and moved closer.

But after a while, Chu Xinglan's expression became strange and he looked at Song Ling suspiciously.

"Will this work?"

Song Ling patted his chest and said, "Of course it will work!"

"Really?"

"It couldn't be more true. I'm afraid you won't come back to find me!"

Chu Xinglan said goodbye to Song Ling and walked back to the back mountain with a thoughtful look on his face.

The doors and windows of Sang Yunqi's room were closed tightly, as if to say that no one should disturb him.

Chu Xinglan stood in the yard, hesitant, but as the sky got darker, he became a little anxious.

Chu Xinglan gritted his teeth and controlled his body to shrink rapidly. He stopped only when it was almost the same size as when he first arrived.

Looking at his own appearance, Chu Xinglan twitched his lips. He really didn't like his cute look.

But thinking of Song Ling's words and the temptation of going out to play tomorrow, Chu Xinglan resisted the urge to change back and ran towards Sang Yunqi's door.

"Master, Master!"

The little paws slapped on the door, and he called Sang Yunqi as he did so.

Soon, the door opened automatically. Chu Xinglan encouraged himself and rushed in quickly.

"Master!"

"?"

Looking at the empty room, Chu Xinglan was confused. Master is not here?

But if he wasn't there, who opened the door for him just now?

Chu Xinglan moved his short legs, walked out of Sang Yunqi's bedroom, and ran towards other rooms.

After searching room after room, just when Chu Xinglan was about to give up, he finally saw Sang Yunqi lying on a recliner in the library, reading a book leisurely.

Chu Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief, trotted into Sang Yunqi's arms, and rubbed against him like a spoiled child.

"Master, why didn't you answer me just now? I thought you were not here."

"Master, I know I did something wrong today, can you please not be angry?"

"I will……"

Sang Yunqi listened with his eyes fixed on the book, allowing Chu Xinglan to act coquettishly.

But soon, he felt something was wrong. This figure...

Sang Yunqi didn't care about anything else. He threw the book in his hand away, sat up and looked at Chu Xinglan worriedly.

"You got hurt while out there?"

Chu Xinglan was talking so much that she was about to cry, but when she heard this, she choked and looked at Sang Yunqi blankly.

"No."

Sang Yunqi carefully checked his body and found that he was indeed fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He lay back on the recliner, with one hand behind his head and the other hand subconsciously around Chu Xinglan.

Chu Xinglan looked puzzled, but when he thought of his purpose, he quickly gathered his emotions and said pitifully with his head down.

"Master, do you dislike me?"

That’s right, Song Ling gave him three tricks in total. The first one was to act cute. He said no one could resist the young Chu Xinglan.

If the first trick fails, use the second trick: play the victim.

Chu Xinglan felt that his cuteness just now was completely useless, and now it was time to use his second trick.

Unexpectedly, Sang Yunqi raised his eyebrows and said, "I do feel a little disgusted."