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

At this time, Zhao Yuying stopped crying and wiped the tears from her face with a handkerchief.

"Brother Ling, do you like someone else and don't want Yingying anymore?"

Song Ling looked at the posture of the master and servant, and was afraid that if he dared to nod, he would not be able to get out of the door today.

But when asked to agree, he couldn't say it.

Not to mention that he has no intention of getting married now. He is already a cultivator, so even if he wants to find a partner, he has to find a like-minded Taoist partner!

And he really didn't remember saying this!

He thought for a while, organized his words, and spoke carefully.

"Yingying, I am now a disciple of Cangqiong Mountain. Do you know this?"

Zhao Yuying nodded: "Of course I know, Brother Song Ling is the first prince to enter a sect of immortals!"

"I came back not only to attend the festival, but also to sever my worldly ties. From now on, I will no longer be the Sixth Prince of Cangyun. How can I still marry you as my concubine?"

Song Ling apologized to his father and mother in his heart, but he did not show it on his face, and spoke in a gentle and persuasive manner.

"If you really marry me, we will have to be separated for years, which is not fair to you at all."

Zhao Yuying said hastily: "Brother Ling, I can go to Cangqiong Mountain with you, and I don't care about your identity at all. I just like you and want to be your wife!"

Song Ling choked and felt a headache looking at this innocent little girl, so he had to make up a lie.

"But, our sect does not allow you to marry! If you marry, you will be expelled from the sect!"

Zhao Yuying covered her mouth, cried out softly, and tears fell down again. Her personal maid was also stunned.

Song Ling was secretly delighted. Fortunately, he was smart. It was impossible for them to go to Cangqiong Mountain to ask. This excuse was perfect!

Han Feiyu and others who were hiding behind the screen rolled their eyes and wanted to go out and expose that guy, but after thinking about it, they held back.

Song Ling is definitely going back to Cangqiong Mountain, and the right thing to do is to cut off his thoughts directly.

But there was a silly and honest kid among them who asked curiously.

"Does Cangqiong Mountain not allow disciples to marry? I see many brothers and sisters are married to each other!"

His voice was not loud, but it seemed a little abrupt in this quiet room. Han Feiyu wanted to cover his mouth but it was too late.

Zhao Yuying and her maid were shocked as they didn't expect there was someone else in the room.

The maid protected Zhao Yuying and said, "Who? Come out!"

Zhao Yuying had already realized the meaning of the previous sentence, and her originally dim eyes instantly brightened up again.

Song Ling closed his eyes and wanted to strangle Xun Wenguang to death, but he still explained resignedly.

"Don't be nervous, he's my friend."

After Song Ling finished speaking, he shouted to the back of the screen: "Okay, come out."

Chu Xinglan and a few others came out from behind the screen, pushing and shoving. Xun Wenguang, who was pushed to the front, looked at Song Ling with an apologetic look on his face.

Han Feiyu sat down next to Song Ling in a familiar manner and looked at Zhao Yuying curiously.

"Do you like Song Ling?"

Zhao Yuying was a little embarrassed, but she nodded and asked expectantly, "Can we really get married?"

Song Ling glared at Han Feiyu and asked him to think it over carefully.

Han Feiyu would give him a reassuring look and then look at Zhao Yuying.

"Sure, but you don't have good eyesight, little girl. Song Ling is a playboy and amorous. He is not a good match at all. If you really want to marry him, I'll calculate that you should be the fifth concubine."

Zhao Yuying was stunned. She stared blankly at Han Feiyu and then at Song Ling.

"Impossible, Brother Ling is not that kind of person! You must be lying to me!"

Han Feiyu shook his head and looked at her lovingly: "Why would I lie to you? If you ask any Cang Qiong disciple, everyone will know about this. Besides, he is a very spendthrift person. Not counting the money at home, he also has many confidantes outside."

He spoke so rudely that Zhao Yuying's face turned red, but she still spoke stubbornly.

"Then...then...Brother Ling is already a prince, it's normal for him to have three wives and four concubines. When I marry him, I will be his legal wife, and Brother Ling will naturally focus on me!"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again.

Han Feiyu felt a little bit reluctant when watching this, but seeing Song Ling's expression that said "I'll beat you to death if you can't handle this", he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"How can there be a legal wife? Do you know why I know this so clearly? Because I am his Taoist partner! The legal wife you mentioned."

"So, I'm really kindly advising you, a good girl, don't jump into the fire pit. There are many good men in this world, why bother hanging on this crooked tree!"

"Aren't you a man?"

"Yes, who said that men can't be partners?"

"..."

Zhao Yuying and her personal maid left the box in a daze, with their heads filled with secrets that shattered their worldviews.

Chu Xinglan grabbed Xun Wenguang with one hand and Li Wen with the other, and hid behind the screen again.

Just as the three of them hid, there was a loud bang in the middle of the box, and the broken wood almost made a hole in the screen.

"Han Feiyu, I will kill you!"

"Who is your Taoist partner? You are a playboy and amorous! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Wen sat cross-legged on the ground and said with emotion: "I suddenly feel that these two people are quite a good match. They love and hate each other!"

Chu Xinglan looked at him speechlessly: "CP can be unpopular, but it can't be weird!"

"What is CP?"

"Oh, that's what Taoist companion means."

"Really, Li Wen, taking anything will only hurt you!"

……

As the lights came on, there were lights on the river.

In the box, Song Ling and Han Feiyu finally calmed down. However, except for the screen behind Chu Xinglan and the others, there was not a single intact object in the entire box.

Han Feiyu had a black eye and Song Ling had a cut on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he was sitting on the floor and applying medicine to Han Feiyu's back in a bad mood.

Chu Xinglan and others came out from behind the screen and were a little surprised to see this scene.

Li Wen clicked her tongue twice and said, using the new words she had learned from communicating with Chu Xinglan in the afternoon, "It has that flavor, doesn't it?"

Chu Xinglan nodded: "Well, it doesn't look so weird anymore."

He really didn't expect that these two people would fight until their brains were about to burst, but after the fight they could still be quiet and apply medicine to each other.

Although Song Ling's hands were obviously filled with resentment and he did not hold back at all, Han Feiyu grimaced in pain.

Song Ling felt a little embarrassed when he saw them, and said calmly, "Anyway, he helped me solve the problem."

Chu Xinglan and the others all had an expression that said, "You're right."

"Let's go out and ask the waiter to change to another private room. We'll come back to eat after the medicine is administered."