The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 493: Support along the way does not accomplish anything
After the banquet ended, it was already late at night when everyone returned to their own clans.

Miao Yuan knew that if she couldn't see Han Mo when the show was over, she would probably never see him again in the future.

"Didn't my father say that if I perform on stage, you would grant me everything I ask for?"

In the main hall in front of Wuqing Palace, Miao Yuan came straight to this direction as soon as she came back. She was awake in the middle of the night, and she was asking him for his promise.

Yan Yi dropped the file at hand and looked at her with a headache, "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything. I just want to go to Qingtianyuan and meet Grandma Min."

She had many things she wanted to ask Grandma Min, and she took this opportunity to ask them all during the festival.

"Okay." Yan Yi agreed immediately. This matter was simple. If she wanted to go to the elves, she could go. He had no objection. She was trapped in the Merciless Palace, and she would argue with him again and again. It would be better to let her go out and relax.

Miao Yuan said, "I still have to go to the Yunyu tribe to pay a visit to the Peacock Princess of the Yunyu tribe."

"No." Yan Yi refused her without thinking. Not to mention going to the Yunyu tribe, he was worried about her contacting any demon tribe members other than the elves.

"Father, don't you keep your word?"

It was clearly promised by my father himself at the banquet.

"I'm not going to default." Yan Yi stood up. His slender figure was enough to block out the brightness in front of him, leaving a circle of dark shadows.

Miao Yuan looked up at him in confusion.

"I know why you went to the Yunyu Clan, and I also know why you learned the Huxuan Knife Formation."

Miao Yuan was slightly surprised, "How did father know that I learned the Hu Xuan Dao formation?"

Since she came back, she has never told her father about the Huxuan Knife Formation. Could it be that Sister Yan Yun told her father? But that shouldn't be the case. The master didn't let them pass on the Huxuan Knife Formation before they learned it.

"Do you think I don't know what happened to you in Cangling Mountain? You worshipped Minglan as your master, lived in Xiaoqi Pavilion of Fenglingxuan, and practiced with Murong Feng. During that time, you and Han Mo were repeatedly framed and hunted by others, and you almost lost your lives."

"You entered the secret forest and agreed to the three covenants with the monsters. You wanted to fulfill their dreams and let them live the most unrestrained life. You also entered the altar and faced the silver beasts head-on. You almost became their meal. And Han Mo was first whipped, then poisoned, and then transformed into a phantom snake. He almost lost his life."

"You have supported each other all the way to now, and have also encountered dangers together. You also need to practice the Huxuandao formation together and fight the enemy together. But now, he has committed a crime and is punished to be confined, and you..."

Miao Yuan lowered her head in sadness, her nose sour, "But my cultivation and spiritual power are low, and I can't accomplish anything great. Is this what father wants to say?"

Yan Yi's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't say the words that hurt her heart. But even if he didn't say it, Miao Yuan could guess it herself.

But what made Miao Yuan feel uncomfortable was, "Father clearly knew everything that the snake had done for me, and he also knew what happened between him and me in Cangling Mountain, but why did Father still want to stop us?"

"I didn't stop you. Seeing how successful Han Mo was tonight, I have a feeling that he will achieve great things in the future."

Miao Yuan looked up at him in astonishment, "Father...Father, do you think of him like this?"

But why is it that such a high evaluation still cannot satisfy my father?

Yan Yi walked over from behind the desk. The exquisite and tall desk in front of him seemed not even as high as his legs. As he walked over, a full sense of oppression seemed to come over me.

Miao Yuan felt a little frightened, wondering if her father was going to hit her again.

"Well, what's wrong with my review?"

Fortunately, when her father spoke, his tone was elegant, not distant, and without any blame. Miao Yuan felt relieved.

"Even if he can achieve great things in the future, he can't protect you now. So why don't I keep you away from trouble and seek better protection."

After hearing this, Miao Yuan sneered, "Father, you don't think that the little prince of the demon clan who has grown up today will be the one who can protect me in the future, right?" If Han Mo can't protect her, then he, Mo Zhong, is even less reliable. She might as well rely on herself and fight for her own world.

"No," Yan Yi walked to the table in front of the hall and sat down. He lowered his head to pour himself a cup of hot tea and said casually, "He can't protect you either. But the demons can."

Miao Yuan hurried over and understood everything at once, "Father wants to use his identity as the prince of the demon clan to protect me?"

Yan Yi raised his head from the teacup and said, "It's not taking advantage of me, it's helping me. He helped you, and in the future, you can help him."

"Why does father insist that I get involved with the demons? Does father think that I can't survive in Cangling Mountain without the help of others?"

Yan Yi drank his tea calmly, "Yes."

Miaoyuan: "..."

Okay, just pretend she didn't ask.

Miao Yuan sat down next to him and asked him anxiously, "Why didn't father let me go to the Yunyu tribe? What you said is all later, and it does not conflict with my going to the Yunyu tribe now."

"You don't have to go. Someone has already gone for you."

"Someone went for me?" Miao Yuan was shocked. Who went to the Yunyu tribe for her?

Sister Yan Yun? Impossible, Sister Yan Yun had just gone into the palace to rest. Hei Chang? No, he was still on duty outside the palace.

Who is that?
Miao Yuan looked at him with doubt and strange eyes. Could it be that her father was deceiving her?
Yan Yi suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "I guess he will be here soon, so it's a good opportunity for you to meet him."

"Coming soon?" Miao Yuan was even more surprised. If he said "coming soon", then he must not be a member of their ghost tribe, otherwise she, the little prince of the ghost tribe, would not have failed to recognize him.

"Who is it, father?"

Miao Yuan was very curious, but after she asked him several questions, Yan Yi just kept on pouring tea and didn't answer her questions.

Miao Yuan curled her lips and raised the empty cup in front of her, intending to ask her father to pour her a cup of fresh tea.

Yan Yi glanced at her with a light look, his expression cold and dignified, "Are you really brave?"

Dare him to pour her a drink.

Miao Yuan was so frightened that she felt a chill on the back of her neck. She quickly dropped the teacup, snatched the teapot from his hand, and looked at him with a smile, "I dare not. I will pour tea for you, father."

How could she have the guts to do that? She just said it casually. If her father really poured her some wine, she wouldn't dare drink it.

"No need." Yan Yi's ears moved, and his eyes immediately glanced in the direction of the palace door, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "He is coming."

Miao Yuan was surprised and followed his gaze towards the palace gate behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hei Chang knocked on the palace door, "Your Highness, the demon tribe's medicine doctor is here."

Medicine doctor?!
Who is it?

"Let him in."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Hei Chang pushed open the door of the palace, and a figure as bright as the moon and as clear as the breeze walked in.

Miao Yuan immediately put down the teapot and stared at the person who came in without blinking.