Lin Qingyang stood speechless in front of the bronze mirror. Several demon maids around him were arranging his robes. The maids were round and white-skinned. They were dressed in plain white robes and had white headscarves on their heads. It was the silkworm demon who had made his clothes before. While arranging them for him, she chirped and sighed, how beautiful they looked.
The dress in the mirror was more complicated and gorgeous than the one from yesterday. The wide silver-white brocade was embroidered with complicated demon patterns with gold thread. The collar and cuffs were inlaid with a circle of fluffy snow-white wolf hair. A wide golden belt was tied around the waist, with fine jade and gold ornaments hung on it, which jingled with the movements.
"I'm just a freeloader, do I need to dress like this?" Lin Qingyang looked at the almost blinding outfit in the mirror and couldn't help but ask.
"It's a party, so you have to dress appropriately."
Cang Mo's voice came from behind. He had changed into a black robe with gold edges. The wide robe and big sleeves made him look even more gorgeous and majestic.
Cang Mo stepped forward, and the silkworm demons who were surrounding him immediately moved away knowingly, looked at Lin Qingyang with a satisfied expression, and straightened his collar very naturally.
Lin Qingyang looked at the silkworm girls around him and said with some embarrassment, "It's almost done, let's go quickly."
After saying that, he turned around and went out. Cang Mo watched the people go out, the gentle expression on his face gradually cooled down, and he glanced at the silkworm girls behind him.
"The wedding dress has not been changed yet?" Cang Mo asked.
"Your Majesty, I'll be fine tomorrow." The leader of the silkworm girls replied.
Cang Mo didn't say anything more and followed Lin Qingyang out.
Lin Qingyang had lived in Demon Emperor City for these days and was quite familiar with every place. As he walked all the way to the main hall, Cang Mo, who had hurriedly followed, walked beside him, half a step behind, just like before.
Due to Lin Qingyang's past habits, she didn't notice anything wrong. On the contrary, the guards and maids along the way were all wide-eyed, but they didn't dare to say anything in front of Cang Mo.
In the main hall of the Demon King's Palace, the lights are brightly lit at this time. The hundreds of crystals on the dome are like stars. Dozens of huge stone pillars are carved with various monsters. The beasts' heads also hold huge luminous pearls in their mouths. The various lights illuminate the entire hall as bright as day.
The group of demons in the palace had arrived, and the demon clans with different appearances were sitting on both sides, chatting together in groups of three or two. Yinyu and Bashan were guarding various places in the palace with a group of guards. When they saw Cang Mo walking in, all the demons stood up and saluted. Cang Mo waved his hand, letting everyone do as they pleased, and led Lin Qingyang inside.
Lin Qingyang also had a general understanding of the power structure in Demon Emperor City. Under Demon King Cang Mo, the most powerful person was General Lang Ya who was in charge of the demon army. Following that were the twelve clan chiefs who were in charge of each demon clan. Gu Teng, whom he had met before, was the clan leader of the Tree Clan.
Lin Qingyang looked all the way and found that the leader of the Fox Clan was Hong Ling. He had a red fur shawl and shoulders were half exposed, and his hair was decorated with red fur balls. He was chatting with several clan leaders. When he saw Lin Qingyang playfully winked at him, he was immediately glared at by Cang Mo, and was so scared that he turned back to continue chatting.
"The red spirit actually got involved with the clan leader?" Lin Qingyang asked in surprise. After all, the fire spirit fox has low magic power, and the demon clan has always respected power.
"He has a good relationship with Langya, so why is it difficult to be a clan leader?" Cang Mo explained.
Lin Qingyang was speechless for a while. The reason was that there was someone above him. He saw the tall leader of the Bear Clan holding something and giving it to Hong Ling. The two of them were whispering something. Lin Qingyang could not hear clearly because they were far away.
"His nephew is going to take the imperial guard exam, so he asked Hongling to help him sort out the relationship." Cang Mo explained at the side.
The corner of Lin Qingyang's mouth twitched. These days, even demons have begun to take public exams. Is the style of the Demon Emperor City so down-to-earth?
The two of them walked all the way into the innermost part of the hall. In the middle of the hall, there was a large and luxurious black seat covered with a white fur blanket. It looked like Cang Mo's throne.
There are two seats on the left and right sides closest to the throne. Sitting on the left is General Langya, who was also the former A Chou.
Langya was not wearing armor this time. He was wearing a short jacket and shorts made of gray fur, full of primitive wildness. On his heroic face, a very conspicuous scar extended from the eyebrow arch to his cheek. At this moment, he was sitting in his seat, holding a jar of wine and taking a big gulp. A big knife was placed casually on the table, and the monkey was nibbling on the fruit.
Seeing the person approaching, his dark gray eyes slightly raised and he looked over.
"Long time no see." Lin Qingyang greeted with a smile.
Langya snorted coldly and said angrily, "I don't want to see you at all."
"Langya!" Cang Mo called out in a deep voice, obviously very dissatisfied with her attitude.
Langya raised his eyebrows and looked at him, mockingly saying, "I didn't know who it was at the beginning, and pointedly said that I wanted revenge, but in the end, with just a few words, I was coaxed into a dog again."
Cang Mo looked at him with a frown and said, "Don't look for trouble."
Langya snorted coldly and rolled his eyes.
Lin Qingyang was a little speechless. After all these years, why do these two siblings still fight each other when they meet?
Seeing that the seat on the right was empty, Lin Qingyang didn't think much and went to sit down, but Cang Mo held her back.
"That's the position of the Sea Tribe's ambassador." Cang Mo explained.
Lin Qingyang looked at all the other seats in the hall and asked, "Where should I sit?"
Cang Mo glanced at him, then pulled him to the throne above and sat him down. Lin Qingyang stiffened and was about to stand up, but Cang Mo held his shoulders and sat back down.
The hall instantly became quiet. All the demons looked at him. Langya, who was closest, rolled his eyes and continued drinking. After a moment of strange silence, the demons turned around and continued chatting with the people next to them. The noise started again, as if nothing had happened just now.
Cang Mo sat down next to Lin Qingyang. The chair was very wide, more than enough for two people.
"Isn't this appropriate?" Lin Qingyang said a little embarrassed.
"I didn't prepare your place before." Cang Mo said calmly, picked up the wine bottle and poured him a glass of wine.
Lin Qingyang was speechless for a while. After Cang Mo said this, he had no choice but to sit here, but he always felt that something was strange.
He raised his eyes to look at Cang Mo, and saw that although his expression was as usual, his brows were always slightly frowned, and he was obviously in a bad mood. Thinking of what happened last night, could it be that he was really unhappy because of the marriage?
Lin Qingyang thought for a while, and couldn't help but persuade in a low voice, "Although you and the Princess of the Sea Tribe have never met before, your relationship can be cultivated slowly. In fact, it doesn't matter how the two of you started. It's fate that you are together."
Cang Mo glanced sideways at him, took a breath and said, "Drink a drink and stop talking."
Lin Qingyang was choked by him, she closed her mouth helplessly, picked up the wine on the table and started drinking.
While they were eating, a long conch whistle came from outside the palace, and the bird demon at the door shouted loudly, "The sea tribe's envoy has arrived--"
The hall became quiet, everyone's eyes turned to the entrance of the hall, and Lin Qingyang also looked up.
Outside the gate, he saw a golden figure walking slowly in the night. The figure was tall, elegant, and extraordinary, just like the figure he had seen on the tower before.
The figure got closer and closer, and finally stepped into the brightly lit hall, but what came in was a man.
The man was wearing a white and gold robe, with long pale golden hair simply tied up. He had handsome features and a gentle temperament. He was holding a gorgeous golden scepter in his hand and was looking at Cang Mo on the throne with a smile.
"The High Priest of the Sea Clan, Jin Lin, has met His Highness the Demon King." The man's clear voice sounded.
There was a "boom" in Lin Qingyang's mind, and the wine glass in his hand fell on the table.
He suddenly stood up from his seat and stared at the man, his lips trembling slightly.
The person in front of me is Jin Buhuan who died on Liuxian Island five years ago!