Author: Fang Shuomo

Guessing that Ning Xiang and Ning Zhou had arrived, Mo Yinxing and Liu Shiqi looked at each other and silenced their voices at the same time.

Mo Yinxing sat upright and looked towards the door of the wing. The nervous look in his peach blossom eyes made even Liu Shiqi, a bystander, feel infected and a little nervous.

"Squeak"

The moment the wooden door was pushed open, the tension in Mo Yinxing's body increased by another degree.

He stood up from the low couch by the window. At this moment, he was so cramped that he didn't look like a demon at all, but was no different from an ordinary stupid young man in the human world.

Ning Zhou who caught his sight also seemed to be dressed up solemnly. His three thousand black hair was firmly tied up with a jade hair crown. The smoky gray clothes he was used to wearing when he was wearing an armor vest were also seen.

It turns into a vibrant honey color (yellowish to white).

The numbness and grayness in his eyes were all filled with light, and the whole person looked like bamboo that had started to grow again.

"Brother." After Mo Yinxing nervously called Ning Zhou, he handed the several bags he had been carrying to Ning Zhou and explained what was inside.

"I heard from Ning Tianjiao that you prefer inkstones and pens, so I temporarily selected some for you. What do you think?"

This was not the first time that Ning Zhou saw Mo Yinxing, but at that time, Mo Yinxing was in the position of a superior demon. He turned his hands to make clouds and his hands to make rain, showing the attitude of a strong man.

And now Mo Yinxing, although he is still the Demon Lord, he looks at

With mixed emotions, Ning Zhou looked away from the young man who looked embarrassed and seemed to have ruined his impression, and opened the bags one by one in front of him.

It can be seen that his brother-in-law gave this gift in a hurry, and even the price tag attached to it was not received in time.

However, the things were indeed more to his taste, so he did not make things difficult, nodded with satisfaction and said: "You are thoughtful, the gift is indeed good."

Hearing him say that he was satisfied, Mo Yinxing finally let go of the worry he had been mentioning, and said with relief: "Brother, as long as you are satisfied, I'll wait for you later."

"Wait a minute." Ning Zhou interrupted him, then turned to look at Ning Xiang and asked her to go out first. He had something to say to Mo Yinxing alone.

When Mo Yinxing saw this, he also sent Liu Shiqi out, then closed the wooden door and strengthened the privacy zone he had placed around the wing, just in case.

After doing this, he helped Ning Zhou get on the low couch by the window, let him sit on a pillow, and lifted the teapot and pressed it against his wide pink sleeves to pour him tea.

When the steam from the tea filled Mo Yinxing's eyebrows, Ning Zhou spoke.

"I already know that you and Xiaoxiang are getting married, but I didn't agree directly. Instead, I planned to come over and ask you three questions in person. If your answers satisfy me, I won't stop you.

If not."

Even if Ning Zhou didn't continue to say the next words, Mo Yinxing could guess them.

He paused while pouring the tea. After the tea was seven-tenths full, he pushed the tea cup in front of Ning Zhou. His peach blossom eyes were full of seriousness: "Okay, just ask."

Ning Zhou didn't reach out to touch the tea cup, but looked straight at Mo Yinxing and asked the first question.

"Can you tell me how you fell in love with Xiaoxiang?"

This question was unexpected by Mo Yinxing.

He thought that Ning Zhou would ask him some questions about how long his love for Ning Xiang would last.

After being stunned for a moment, he omitted the events of his previous life and only talked about the years when he and Ning Xiang met as mortal enemies.

There were even some white lies mixed in: "In the beginning, I did only regard her as a comparable opponent, but as I got to know her more and more, I realized that I was gradually attracted to her.

When I fight with her, I will not be willing to really hurt her, and I will pay attention to her changes in mood."

With the two of them having equal strength, and Ning Xiang having such an outstanding appearance, it is indeed not impossible for Mo Yinxing to fall in love with her.

Ning Zhou asked again carefully and in depth, and by the end, he was generally quite satisfied.

"Okay, second question, as the Demon Lord, you can't have only one woman in the harem in the future, right? If you really want to be with Xiaoxiang, I need you to have only her. Do you think that's okay?

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Even if Ning Zhou didn't say anything about it, Mo Yinxing would do it himself.

After having no choice but to respond without any hesitation, he swore an oath to the way of heaven in front of him. If he violated this word, he would be struck by thunder and die.

Ning Zhou was a little ashamed to hear such a heavy oath, but in any case, Mo Yinxing's actions did show his determination to marry Ning Xiang.

"Last question." When he said this, Ning Zhou paused for a moment, his expression more solemn than before.

"If her life is in danger, how far can you go to save her?"

"When you answer this question, I need you to swear to heaven that you are not lying."

Mo Yinxing chuckled lightly, and once again swore to heaven without any hesitation.

He thought of the salvation he had received from Ning Xiang in his previous life and this life, and said word by word——

"God is above me. I, Mo Yinxing, swear to God that if one day Ning Xiang's life is in danger, I will do my best, even if it means exchanging my life, I will save her."

When Mo Yinxing said these words, his voice was very soft, but the firmness in his tone was not less.

Ning Zhou never expected that the young man in front of him would not even think about it, but would just agree to all his requests with a bit of love.

After being speechless for a while, he finally reached out to pick up the teacup that had lost a lot of heat, blew in the remaining hot air, and finished the cup of hot tea in small sips.

Although he didn't say a word throughout the whole process, his actions also gave the answer.

Sure enough, I soon heard him continue to ask, if he wanted to follow him into the devil world, how should he disguise himself?

Mo Yinxing knew that Ning Zhou had agreed. After quietly sighing, he took out a wooden hairpin he had prepared in advance and handed it to him: "Put this on, and you will have the aura of a demon clan member. As for you,

"wheelchair"

"I have a method here that can help you stand up temporarily. I wonder if you are willing to use it."

The reason why I say this is because there is a custom in the human world that when a bride gets married, she should be carried out by her brother. Ning Zhou's legs are not good enough for walking, so of course he cannot do this.

But there are always more methods than difficulties. If Ning Zhou is willing, there is nothing he can do.

"What method?" Ning Zhou has not experienced what it feels like to stand and walk like a normal person for a long time since he fell from the cloud and became like this.

After hearing what Mo Yinxing said, I certainly didn't have any thoughts in my heart.

Ning Zhou: (frowning and entering the room) (brows slightly softening) (leaving satisfied)

Mo Yinxing: How can I punish my brother-in-law so hard?
Chapter completed!