The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 13 I want you to marry Mo Feiming
  "Let her come to see me." The maid hesitated, but couldn't help but ask,
  "But Madam is unwell. Why do you want to see her, sir?"

"You asked me why I saw her?"

A trace of gloom flashed in Lord Demon Lord's eyes, "You have too many things to do, go and call her over. If you dare to talk too much, I will take care of it together."

The maid's face turned pale and she quickly bowed her head and left.

On the other side, Feng Ling was naturally not sick.

At this point in the strategy, she was already a little tired. It is estimated that there will be news from Feng Qianqian soon, but Nanchang Yue may still not be able to forget her.

It doesn't matter if you can't forget it. Anyway, there is a high probability that you will be humiliated by Mo Fei in the end.

Nanchang Yue should be affectionate towards her now, but it's a pity that with his paranoid character, even if he is really moved, he may not be able to detect it.

Only by making him lose her and causing him pain can he realize her importance.

So she was thinking about how to deal with another scumbag.

Although the Demon City is regarded as a subsidiary of the Demon Realm, monks and mortals live together here, and mortals dominate most cities. Therefore, many mortal traditions and customs are retained.

As the July Lantern Festival approaches, Youdu is gradually immersed in a joyful and lively atmosphere. Fengling decided to use this special period to start her work of drawing a map of the world.

When the maid came to inform her that Nanchang Yue wanted to see her, Feng Ling knew in her heart that this awkward master probably wanted to see her, but he just couldn't let go.

The system told her that the Demon Guard had found Feng Qianqian's location in the human world and would report to Nanchang Yue soon.

So, Feng Ling put on a red dress, imitated Feng Qianqian's dress, and went to the main hall to invite Nanchang Yue to watch the lanterns all over the city.

On the other side, as soon as the maid left the hall, a demon guard rushed over and brought news that Feng Qianqian was in the human world.

Nanchang Yue was a little surprised at first, but when the demon guard described what happened in detail, his face became extremely ugly.

"You mean, they fled to the human world to avoid my pursuit, and even planned to get married there and live an ordinary life?"

Nanchang Yue's voice was full of disbelief and anger.

The demon guard replied tremblingly, "Yes, sir."

Nanchang Yue stood up suddenly and swept the bookcase to the ground with one palm.

"How is this possible! I am her husband, how can she marry someone else?"

The anger in Nanchang Yue's heart was burning, and he could not bear such betrayal.

"They can never get what they want!" Nanchang Yue's eyes were as cold as ice, and it was obvious that he would not let Feng Qianqian go easily.

Nanchang felt aggrieved in his heart, thinking that he was being tricked by Mo Feiming, and his face turned as cold as ice.

He couldn't figure out why he had been kept in the dark for so long. Watching Feng Qianqian and Mo Feiming get married, did they want to become a loving couple?
  I don't think about it!

He overturned the desk angrily and the inkstone rolled to Feng Ling's feet.

Nanchang looked at Feng Ling who walked in, his eyes full of doubts.

The doubts in my heart gradually intensified, and the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong.

He stared at Feng Ling, furious, and began to suspect that everything was a huge scam.

He concluded that Feng Ling's family had a premeditated plan and sent her to Youdu as a substitute to confuse him and give Feng Qianqian a chance to elope.

He grabbed Feng Ling's hand suddenly, his eyes cold, "Have you colluded for a long time?"

Feng Ling was stunned by his sudden question, but he sneered and said,
  "Stop acting stupid!"

"Did your whole family collude? This was a scam from beginning to end. You used your fake to confuse me, and then let Feng Qianqian sneak away."

Feng Ling was frightened by his sudden anger and looked confused.
  "I don't understand what you are talking about at all..."

Looking at her horrified face, the anger and contempt in Na Changyue's heart became even stronger, "You are still lying!"

"You have been lying to me, saying that you have lost your memory just to prevent me from checking Feng Qianqian's whereabouts. In fact, you remember everything."

"Everything you do and say every day is just to delay time so that Feng Qianqian and Mo Feiming can get married smoothly, right?"

Feng Ling's face turned pale instantly, and her eyes were full of panic, but she kept shaking her head.
  "What on earth are you talking about? I really don't know anything about amnesia... I just want to make you happy and make you less sad..."

Nanchang Yue sneered disdainfully,
  "Hmph, who do you think you are? I've long seen that you are pretending to have amnesia and imitating Feng Qianqian's every move like a clown every day. It's so ridiculous!"

Hearing this, Feng Ling's body trembled suddenly, and then she raised her eyes in disbelief, tears in her eyes almost overflowing,
  "clown……"

Such words that trampled on people's self-esteem made Feng Ling almost unsteady, her body trembled and she bit her lips so hard that they almost bled.

The more Nanchang met her red eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer.

"Yes, you are a clown."

"You think you're pretending well, but actually I'm just bored and want to watch a show.

Since you want to act, I'll treat it as a show, but your acting skills are really bad and you don't pretend to be anything like it. You can't even compare to one of your sister's fingers. You are a fake from the beginning to the end. "

After hearing these words, Feng Ling's eyes turned slightly red, and her pale, paper-like face lost all color.

He seemed to be trying his best to suppress the pain in his heart, his voice trembled slightly,

"Do you hate me so much..."

Nanchang Yue glared at her coldly and threw her hand away.
  "The person I really like has never been you."

He knew that he was expressing his anger, and it was Feng Qianqian's shadow that made him feel disgusted with her in front of him.

But why did she lie to him? Her marriage was a sham from the start.

Feng Ling's fingertips trembled slightly, and she clenched her hands, trying to find some strength.

However, that was in vain. At this moment, her face was filled with unspeakable fragility and paleness.

Seeing her like this, Nanchang Yue's heart suddenly shrank, and a sharp pain filled the air instantly.

He suddenly dismissed the discomfort and forced himself not to look at her.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away.
  "Since you hate me so much, then I will leave...I will never appear in front of you again and disturb you..."

Nanchang Yue blurted out: "No, you can't leave."

Even he himself was not aware of the momentary panic in his heart. Then he continued grimly.

"I want you to be Mo Feiming's wife again. Since you can replace her once, you can replace her the second time. I will never let Feng Qianqian and Mo Feiming get married."

(End of this chapter)