At night, Deqin followed her words and went to find Yinchuan. She originally wanted to set up a barrier outside the house, but she was worried that it would be unnecessary and would attract Huaide's attention.

Yinchuan looked at her with a cold face: "What are you waiting for?"

Although he was not completely Song Huan, his demeanor already had the charm of the young master of the demon clan. She was very pleased, and her tone was much softer when she spoke: "Here he comes."

At present, Yinchuan's body bones are still very weak, and Deqin cannot transfer too much at one time. If this continues, she doesn't know when she will be able to completely transfer the demonic energy to him. Every time at this time, she wishes she could directly seize Li Jiahe's spiritual roots.

, her spiritual root can instantly withstand all demonic energy, and it is also gentle, and can directly merge with Yinchuan's spiritual root.

When she left Yinchuan's room, it was already dimly lit outside. After struggling all night, she consumed more because of her scruples. At this time, she felt deeply tired. When she returned to heaven, she was catching up with the priests.

towards.

She turned sideways to make way for the gods, bowed her head politely, and waited for them to leave.

A corner of the black brocade robe slipped past her eyes, and finally stopped at the edge of her sight, and a deep voice rang out: "How can the Queen of Heaven have such a heavy demonic aura?"

Deqin froze on the spot after hearing this, and a chill spread over her limbs. She was exhausted that night, so she didn't even know that the demonic energy was released. However, the person in front of her was the Jiehe Water Officer, who was extremely sensitive to the demonic energy.

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She quickly adjusted her mood, raised her head and saluted the man, and was about to speak when another voice interrupted her.

"Queen of Heaven, how did you go about going to the Demon Clan?"

Emperor Dongyin turned around with Deqin and saw Qiao Tingnian standing at the end of the steps with his hands behind his back, looking at the two of them with a gentle face. When his eyes slid over Deqin's face, he was stunned for a moment, and then walked quickly towards her.

, his expression changed to a worried one as he walked: "Are you injured? Are the demons making things difficult for you?"

Neither of them explained anything about Deqin's demonic aura throughout the whole process, but Emperor Dongyin had already understood it clearly, and fearing that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, he raised his hands and bowed to the two of them: "Dongyin bows down."

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Seeing the dark figure disappear from sight, Qiao Tingnian also put away the worry on his face. He looked at Deqin who still did not dare to relax: "The queen is so slack, be careful not to miss the mark."

Deqin didn't rush to speak. She had secretly investigated Qiao Tingnian before. She didn't find anything suspicious about him, but he had clearly seen her through every word, which made her even more wary of him.

Come, but so far, he seems to be really helping her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qiao Tinnian wasn't angry either. He said, "Since you have tolerated it for so many years, why bother to rush for a moment? You have to know that what you did is not a trivial matter. If that matter is exposed, I can't help you."

is you."

Deqin didn't know what she was thinking. Now facing Qiao Tingnian, she suddenly didn't even want to pretend anymore. She glanced at him, saluted him hastily, and left without looking back.

Qiao Tingnian did not stay there for long. He watched Deqin leave. He turned around and walked towards the study. The guard guarding the door saluted him, and he responded with a smile. It was not until he entered the room and closed the door that he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

In order to purify the bottle of wandering incense, he almost spent half of his cultivation. Although his soul was not damaged, he did not have the rich spiritual energy to nourish him, and his body was much worse than before. In order to prevent others from noticing anything strange, he

I have been enduring the discomfort during this period.

He didn't want to work today, so he simply went to lie down on the small couch next to the bed. He had not had a good rest all night, and his body had reached its limit. Now, lying down like this made him fall asleep.

It was a very sweet sleep, and it was rare that I didn't have those messy dreams.

When Li Jiahe quietly walked to the window of his study, what he saw was him lying on his side on the small couch, fully clothed, sleeping peacefully.

In her hand she was holding the small cake that Wilder helped bake just now.

Thinking of this, she finally felt the benefits of finding a god as her boyfriend. He could play with fire at any time and have everything she wanted.

In the afternoon, Li Jiahe began to prepare a gift for Qiao Tinnian. She planned to make a cake herself. Huaide, who was called down by her, stayed with her throughout the whole process. Although he was very powerful, he still had not seen the cake. Seeing her there

Walking in and out of the kitchen, you can't help but feel curious.

He had constant problems.

"What is 'cake'?"

"Is this the food from your place?"

"Made with eggs?"

Seeing that he was like a curious student, Li Jiahe couldn't help but find it funny. She nodded: "I may need your help."

Huaide responded obediently: "Okay."

When everything was ready, Li Jiahe handed him a basin: "Help me bake it."

The fire in Huaide's palm was much easier to use than firewood. It could be adjusted in size at any time and heated evenly. Seeing him solemnly holding a basin, Li Jiahe wanted to laugh. How could Qiao Tingnian be so virtuous?

Bake him a cake with your own hands.

Li Jiahe was making butter while looking at Huaide from time to time. Although he usually didn't seem to be upright, he was extremely serious in his work, but these two characteristics were not inconsistent with him.

The two worked hard for a whole day, and the first cake was finally out of the oven. Except that the cream was not spread evenly, the rest was better than Li Jiahe imagined.

Seeing Huaide staring at the cake, she brought the cake to him like a treasure: "This is the first cake I have made in my life. It is very commemorative. I want to give it to you."

Huaide accepted it happily and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking that this little white-eyed wolf had a conscience.

After returning to heaven, Huaide did not accompany her to find Qiao Tinnian. When he left, he warned: "Don't stay too late with him. I will pick you up later."

Li Jiahe was standing outside the window at this time, seeing that Qiao Tingnian had no intention of waking up, so he could only pass the cake through the window and place it gently on the small table beside the couch.

It was already mid-month when Qiao Tingnian woke up. Ever since Huaide was injured, the sky had not seen such a peaceful scene for a long time.

He looked at the horizon with sleepy eyes, and the chaotic thoughts that had been weighing him down were relieved.

The night wind blew by, and a feeling of loneliness arose spontaneously. His eyes gradually lost focus, his vision lost focus, and his brain was completely empty. He just stayed in a daze for a while, but he felt that it felt pretty good. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had sat quietly like this.

Enjoy the moonlight.

His stomach rumbling a few times, he turned around and got out of bed to find something to eat. When he turned around, he saw a soft paper bag on the table. When he opened it, he saw a very simple-looking cake that could barely be identified as a cake.

Lying there. There was a piece of paper taped next to it that said Happy Birthday, and at the bottom there was a cute simple drawing of a smiling face.

He knew who sent the cake without even thinking about it. He could even imagine her panic while making the cake.

Suddenly there was a feeling of soreness on the bridge of his nose. He rubbed his eyes, washed his hands and directly picked up a piece of cream and put it into his mouth.

This cake, which was not exquisite and could not even be called a cake, turned out to be more delicious than the delicacies he had ever tasted in his life.

He was admiring the moonlight and eating cake. The depression just now dissipated with the joy brought by the dessert.

The wind was strong at night, and he had a runny nose after eating the cake. At first, he thought it was caused by being moved, but later it was determined that he had a cold.

Deqin didn't want to go back, so he simply slept in the study at night.

On the other side, Deqin was still thinking about Qiao Tingnian lying to her at that time. No matter how she analyzed it, she couldn't figure out his identity. She originally wanted to wait until he came back at night to explore him, but she didn't see anyone until midnight.

.She was restless and simply went to find someone.

She asked the immortal maid next to her: "Where is the Lord of Heaven now?"

The immortal maid saluted: "After returning to heaven, Tianjun is currently in the study."

By the time Deqin came over, Qiao Tingnian had already developed a fever. He was curled up on the small couch, the window was still open, the night wind blew the thin curtains, and the temperature in the room was a bit colder than outside.

She walked up to him and saw that his face was stained with an unnatural blush, which even spread to his slender neck. Perhaps he felt hot, because his clothes were torn apart, and fine beads of sweat clung to his collarbones.

and above the chest. The two have been husband and wife for so many years. Although they sleep in the same bed, they are only in the name of husband and wife. Qiao Tingnian usually pays most attention to appearance. In the past, she wanted to tie her clothes into a tight knot. Naturally, she never showed anything except her hands in front of her.

and skin other than the neck.

She moved her eyes away unnaturally, cleared her throat, and called him: "Tianjun."

Qiao Tinnian didn't respond. She raised her voice again: "Tianjun."

But he frowned and turned around impatiently.

Deqin sneered silently and went over to push him: "Tianjun."

She didn't push lightly, and Qiao Tingnian felt uncomfortable. He turned around and squeezed her hand, and finally opened his eyes, but only for a moment, and his eyes were confused. Soon, he turned around and fell asleep again, but

Still didn't let go of her hand.

Being pulled by him, Deqin lay on top of him in an extremely awkward posture. She could only stand upright by holding the window with her free hand.

"Tianjun!" She finally changed her tone, "Wake up."

However, Qiao Tingnian didn't respond. She had no choice but to call the immortal maid with a dark face: "Go and invite the heavenly doctor."

Hearing the word "heavenly doctor", the fairy maid's expression was a little subtle. Generally, when people are sick, they would rather go to the west to seek help from Bodhisattvas than seek treatment from a heavenly doctor nearby. Everyone agrees that seeking treatment from a heavenly doctor is equivalent to giving up.

His own life, due to the extremely poor quality of his medical books, has led to constant disputes between doctors and patients over the years. His mansion was often smashed to pieces in the middle of the night, and his nearly a thousand years of cultivation were almost lost.

Seeing that the immortal maid was motionless, Deqin frowned: "What are you doing here?"

The immortal maid came back to her senses and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "I'll go right away, my slave."

The Heavenly Doctor's Mansion was far away, and Deqin maintained her kneeling position. After a while, she felt her back was sore, and she could only sit down against Qiao Tingnian's back.

At first, she felt uncomfortable all over and tried to distance herself from him as much as possible, but since her hand was still in his, in order to make herself more comfortable, she could only lean on his back, with her elbows just touching each other.

On his waist, as if leaning on a table.

After a while, the scorching heat from the person behind her burned her body. She subconsciously glanced back, and the clinker was facing Qiao Tingnian's eyes with double eyelids. They were both stunned. Qiao Tingnian quickly let go, and then

He quickly sat up and closed his clothes.

Deqin was pushed directly to the ground by this action, and she lay on her stomach with a look of disbelief. So what did he mean? Is it true that he looked like she was taking advantage of his illness to molest him?

She sat up suddenly and looked back at him.
To be continued...