Late at night, General's Palace.
Langya was holding a half-empty wine jar and sleeping sprawled out on the floor of his bedroom. Suddenly, bursts of sometimes sharp and sometimes dull loud noises came from the courtyard.
"Who doesn't have eyes?" Langya opened his eyes irritably, listening to the annoying noise outside, threw the wine jar away, grabbed the big knife beside him, and kicked out the door angrily.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, a sharp wind of swords rushed towards him.
Without thinking, Langya raised his sword and struck at it. The two demonic energies collided violently in the courtyard. The aroused air waves made the surrounding courtyard walls rustle and rocks flew.
Then he took a closer look and saw that the courtyard was already in a mess. The stone tables and chairs were smashed to pieces, and several deep cracks were left on the thick courtyard wall. And Cang Mo was standing in the middle of the ruins, holding up the Xiaoyue expressionlessly, exuding a violent aura that kept strangers away.
"You are sick! Why are you so crazy to come here to me without sleeping in the middle of the night!" Langya yelled angrily.
"Can't sleep." Cang Mo spat out three words coldly, but his tone was very honest and confident.
Langya raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down while carrying the knife, with a bit of a gossipy look on his face. "What, are you arguing? Lin Qingyang doesn't want to?"
Cang Mo said nothing with a cold face, and swung his knife with his backhand. The remaining half of the courtyard wall next to it made a muffled sound, and another ferocious crack appeared.
"Even if you tear my place apart, he still doesn't want to." Langya snorted coldly, and then said, "But you have already got me back. He is now a useless person, so what can he do if he doesn't want to."
Cang Mo was silent for a while, and the anger around him subsided slightly, and then he asked in a low voice, "Do you think he hates me?"
"If he hates you, will you let him go?" Langya asked.
Cang Mo's face darkened and he said, "No."
"Then you're asking a stupid question!" Langya cursed, took out a still intact wine jar from the pile of wine jars at the wall, drank a few sips, looked at him again and mocked, "I've been with this person for a long time, and I'm becoming more pretentious."
Cang Mo was too lazy to pay attention to her. He dodged and struck hard at the courtyard wall with his knife. There was a loud "bang" sound and the entire courtyard wall collapsed, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.
Langya frowned and said unhappily, "You can't go back to your own yard to practice!"
Cang Mo glanced at her with a cold face and said lightly, "It's too noisy."
Langya was stunned, staring at him speechless for a long time, and then smashed the wine jar in his hand.
The sky was dimming, and the Demon King's Palace was busy again.
The attendants shuttled non-stop, making the final arrangements for the wedding three days later.
On the vermilion door of Cangfeng Palace, following the customs of the human race, a large word "happy" was pasted, which looked particularly dazzling in the morning light.
Cang Mo walked in with breakfast. The hall was in a mess. Pieces of vases and teacups were scattered everywhere. The plates on the table were overturned and red dragon scale fruits rolled to the ground. Yesterday's gorgeous banquet dress was thrown to the ground casually, leaving several footprints.
Lin Qingyang was still sitting on the couch, wearing only a thin white undershirt, hanging loosely on her body, and her long hair hanging loosely. When she saw Cang Mo coming in, she didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, and only let out a disdainful snort from her nose. Thinking of this period of time, she was like a stupid person. Lin Qingyang was jumping around in the wolf's den like a rabbit all day long, and naively thought that the wolf had no idea about him. Lin Qingyang almost cried because of his stupidity, especially since she had given him a large settlement fee, but now it was nothing? A dowry? He thought about it all night, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
Cang Mo seemed not to notice his attitude and the mess on the floor. He calmly placed the food box on the table and said warmly, "Eat something, I've cooked fish fillet porridge for you."
Lin Qingyang still sat there without moving or looking at him.
Cang Mo was not annoyed and walked over slowly and said, "If you don't want to eat by yourself, I can feed you."
Lin Qingyang turned around and glared at him. After thinking for a while, she finally sat up from the couch. Cang Mo took the shoes that had been kicked aside and naturally squatted next to him to put on his shoes.
Lin Qingyang looked down at him, getting angrier and angrier as she watched, and kicked him on the chest, but Cang Mo didn't move at all, she just calmly grabbed his feet, took them off and put on the shoes.
Lin Qingyang snorted coldly, stood up angrily, walked to the table with a sullen face and sat down to eat.
Cang Mo was tidying up the room at the side, cleaning up the debris on the floor one by one, and replacing it with new snacks and fruits.
"I find you are quite funny. You have become a demon king and you still like to serve others?" Lin Qingyang sneered while drinking porridge.
"Don't you also like being served by me?" Cang Mo said calmly, skillfully making tea and placing it in front of him.
Lin Qingyang glared at him angrily. "Since you have already planned it, why did you pretend to be in front of me for so long? Do you think it's fun to trick me?"
"If I had told you earlier, would you have agreed?" Cang Mo raised his eyes and looked at him.
"What do you think?" Lin Qingyang said angrily.
"So why should I give you a chance to reject me?" Cang Mo said confidently.
Lin Qingyang was so angry at his logic that she was speechless for a moment.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of Silkworm Demon: "Your Majesty... the wedding dress is ready, I need Lin Xianjun to try it on for size."
Cang Mo stood up and opened the door. Several silkworm girls came in carefully holding a set of bright red wedding clothes. Sensing the atmosphere in the palace, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to leave. They carefully unfolded the wedding clothes, hung them on the shelf, and quickly left.
A flash of flaming red instantly lit up the entire hall. It was not an ordinary red, but a deeper and more mellow red gold. The satin made of top-quality silk was flowing with a gorgeous and dazzling halo. The whole body was embroidered with complicated patterns in gold thread. The main body was a roaring head looking up to the sky. Yue Cang Lang's embroidery work is extremely exquisite, and every wolf hair is clearly defined. The wide cuffs, hem and collar edges are densely embroidered with flowing clouds and ancient demon clan totems with dark golden silk threads. It is complex and orderly, luxurious and eye-catching. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an ingenious handicraft.
"How is it? Do you like it?" Cang Mo asked, standing in front of the shelf, with a tone as if the two of them were really a young couple preparing for a wedding.
"Does it matter whether I like it or not?" Lin Qingyang drank tea and mocked coldly.
Cang Mo was not annoyed and still said warmly, "Since you have finished eating, come over and try it."
Lin Qingyang sat still in her seat, shaking her tea cup, and suddenly raised her eyebrows at him. "What if I don't? You won't have to change it for me yourself, right?"
Cang Mo frowned slightly and looked at him without saying anything. It wasn't that he was angry, but he was a little confused about his intentions.
Lin Qingyang looked up at him, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes that were affectionate and unfeeling. The corners of her mouth slowly raised, revealing a somewhat provocative smile, "Actually, if you want to sleep with me, you don't have to go to such trouble."