The red mark on Cang Mo's face quickly dissipated under the influence of Demonic Power. He frowned slightly and looked at Lin Qingyang in astonishment.
The person in front of him had a gloomy and cold look on his face, and his expression was completely different from normal. Cang Mo's heart sank slightly, and he grabbed Lin Qingyang's wrist and spread a ray of Demonic Qi into his body.
Feeling that although the spiritual power in his meridians fluctuated somewhat, the overall situation was relatively stable and there was no sign of retrograde collapse, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But he still asked in a low voice uneasily, "How do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Lin Qingyang didn't answer, he just lowered his eyes and glanced coldly at Cang Mo's hand holding his wrist, frowning slightly, not hiding the displeasure in his eyes.
Cang Mo thought he was still angry because he spoke too harshly just now, so he paused, pulled him into his arms, and explained in a soft voice, "I'm just too worried about you, there's nothing else."
Lin Qingyang still didn't speak, his chin was slightly raised, and his narrow eyes were narrowed in displeasure.
"Okay, don't be angry. It's windy outside. Let's go in first." Cang Mo sighed, holding the person in his arms and trying to walk into the palace.
As soon as I lowered my head, I realized that Lin Qingyang was not even wearing any shoes or socks. It was almost winter now. The night wind blew, and the white insteps were already covered with a thin layer of red from the cold.
"Why did you run out without even wearing shoes?" Cang Mo muttered helplessly, bent down, picked him up, and strode back to the hall.
After placing the person on the soft couch in the inner hall, he turned around and went to the bedroom to get shoes and socks. He squatted naturally in front of the soft couch, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Qingyang's cold feet, put them in his warm palms and covered them.
After the coolness dissipated, I picked up the socks and prepared to put them on for him.
Lin Qingyang was sitting on the couch, looking down at Cang Mo who was squatting in front of him. The beating candlelight reflected in his eyes, which was deep and dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Just when Cang Mo was holding the socks and was about to put them on, Lin Qingyang suddenly moved.
He took his foot out of Cang Mo's palm, and instead of stepping back to the ground, he stepped directly on Cang Mo's slightly lower thigh.
Cang Mo paused and looked up at him with some confusion.
Lin Qingyang looked at him, but his eyes were a little strange. Instead of the previous joking and indulgence, he had a cold, unquestionable attitude of a superior.
The foot on the thigh exerted a little force and pressed down.
Cang Mo paused, hesitated for a moment, and then followed Lin Qingyang's strength to press down from the half-squatting position, and dropped his knees to the ground, turning into a kneeling posture.
Cang Mo raised his eyes to look at him again. Lin Qingyang looked at him condescendingly, the pressure in his eyes not diminishing at all. Then, his eyes faintly glanced at Cang Mo's other half-bent leg.
The meaning was obvious - let him get down on his knees.
Cang Mo looked stunned. When Clear Wind Pavilion was Demon Slave, he had indeed knelt down a lot. But since their reunion, the relationship between the two has been turned upside down. Now he is Demon King, so naturally he has never behaved like he is inferior to others.
Cang Mo did not move, his brows wrinkled slightly, his eyes showed a bit of worry and weirdness. "Lin Qingyang, are you okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingyang's face darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, then he raised his hand and slapped him on the other side of the face with a "pop" sound.
The force was neither painful nor itchy to Cang Mo, and he didn't even tilt his head. Looking at Lin Qingyang's natural and unhappy expression, I remembered what Ku Rong said before about "insanity" and "obsession", and I couldn't help but feel worried.
Could it be that chalcedony really damaged your brain?
Late at night, in the treehouse of Gu Teng, the lighting crystals lit up again.
Lin Qingyang was sitting on a wicker chair in the middle of the room, with no expression on his face, and a coldness that kept strangers away.
A group of dryads were surrounding them. They were all drowsy after being woken up in the middle of the night. The elderly Gu Teng next to them was dozing off against the tree trunk.
Ku Rong in the flower pot retracted the vine that was used to detect the pulse, and said, "The Spiritual Power in the body is stable, nothing serious."
Cang Mo stood aside, frowning. "But his current state is not right, is he really crazy?"
Ku Rong turned his head and looked at Lin Qingyang. Lin Qingyang also raised his eyelids and glanced at Ku Rong coldly.
Ku Rong looked away and said firmly, "Don't this look quite normal?"
Cang Mo was silent for a moment, then walked forward, squatted down in front of Lin Qingyang, looked up at him, and tentatively called out, "Lin Qingyang."
Lin Qingyang didn't even raise his eyelids, and slapped Cang Mo on the face with his backhand.
The crisp slap echoed in the tree house, frightening all the dryads present, and even Gu Teng woke up from his nap.
Cang Mo looked like he was used to it. He calmly turned his head to look at Ku Rong in the flowerpot and stated calmly. "Look, that's it, he keeps hitting me."
Ku Rong rolled his eyes wide in the flowerpot and said nonchalantly, "What do I think is such a big deal? Isn't it just that you have a bad temper? When you drank Demonic Qi before and went crazy, weren't you the same person who killed your relatives when you didn't recognize them? He is a mortal, but after taking so many high-level Spiritual Powers at once, his body can't bear it, and it's normal to feel a little emotional."
Cang Mo turned his head and glanced at Lin Qingyang, meeting his very unhappy eyes.
"But he seems to have more than just a bad temper..." Cang Mo recalled the scene just now at the Azure Wind Hall and hesitated to speak.
Ku Rong curled his lips and said, "Normally, Spiritual Power When people are in chaos, it is usually difficult for people to control their minds, just like being drunk. Certain thoughts and emotions that are usually suppressed will be infinitely amplified in this state."
Cang Mo frowned and asked with some confusion, "What do you mean?"
Ku Rong looked at him faintly and said to the point, "It means that he is not obsessed or insane. He just wants to hit you, and he has probably been thinking about it for a long time."
Cang Mo:"..."
All the dryads in the treehouse looked at each other with gossipy expressions.
Ku Rong also glanced at him and asked, "Think about it for yourself, did you provoke him somewhere before?"
Cang Mo froze on the spot, flashing through his mind what he had done after their reunion, including forcing him to the Azure Wind Hall, imprinting Demon Mark on his back, forcing him to wear wedding clothes to get married, not to mention the bullying in bed...
Cang Mo suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat break out on his forehead. He turned his head guiltily and glanced at Lin Qingyang secretly.
Lin Qingyang still maintained that gloomy, cold and arrogant expression, looking at him with raised eyebrows coldly, Cang Mo looked away timidly.
Lin Qingyang ignored him, stood up, turned around and walked out of the tree house.
"He's Spiritual Power unstable now. It's best not to make him angry. Just be patient for now." Ku Rong reminded you faintly.
Cang Mo was speechless for a while, took a deep breath, stood up resignedly, and followed quickly.