The Evil King's Favorite: The Arrogant Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 452 Journey to the Demon Tower ([-])

Anoye originally thought that someone like Murong Yu who knew that he was going to die soon should seize the opportunity to enjoy it and not let himself leave any regrets in this world.

But he didn't expect that he was still like an ordinary person. After returning to Murong Mansion, he practiced sword all afternoon, and after having dinner with Anoye, he went to the study again, painting the most unusual magnolias and green bamboos outside the window.

Annoye couldn't help feeling strange on such a peaceful day. The strange thing was that all of this was too ordinary, so ordinary that she felt... as if he would regret it on that day.

Coming back from the study, passing through a bamboo forest in the backyard along the way, Anoye followed Murong Yu closely: "Hey, that... I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it or not."

After asking, Anoye frowned again, regretting so much that he wanted to take back his words.

If he said it was wrong to ask, what should he do?
Fortunately, Murong Yu was quite polite to her, and responded politely: "Young lady, if you have anything to say, just ask."

"You still have three days to live, and tomorrow morning you only have two days. Why are you still so calm?" Anoye asked puzzled.

She has been in the human world for many days, the biggest feeling is that the world is impermanent, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Many people seek medical treatment from her, and many people who come to her are all people who are afraid of death.

But he is just an ordinary person, why is he not afraid?
Murong Yu stopped and turned to look at Anoye.The moonlight was like frost, just shining on his face, and the bamboo shadows were mottled and indistinct.

Among the resolute facial features, the eyes are like water, and they are extremely gentle: "Life and death are common in the world. This day will always come, but it's just a matter of time. If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you go to the battlefield?"

Anoye thinks what he said is right, he is also a famous general of a country, naturally brave and not afraid of life and death.

But on another thought, wouldn't it be a great loss if such a generation of heroes died by his own hands?
While thinking about life, Anoye walked back with Murong Yu, the night was quiet and the moon was cool and gentle, neither of them spoke anymore, letting the evening breeze gently shake their clothes.

The next day was as usual, at night, when the sun was setting, Murong Yu was sitting in front of the desk, and suddenly said: "Let me draw a portrait for you."

"Huh?" Anoye was puzzled, and then looked at him suddenly vigilantly, "You want to bribe me? I just want to not draw."

Murong Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looking at the woman who was rumored to be vicious but actually innocent, she couldn't bear to raise her lips: "It's just a reward for lending you Houhu."

After hearing Murong Yu's words, Anoye readily agreed, and sat motionless under the magnolia flowers in the light of the setting sun.

Quietly in a daze, Anoye was a little worried. If the painting was not finished and the sky would be completely dark, wouldn't he just sit here for so long in vain?

After recovering from the deep consideration of this question, Anoye blinked, just in time to meet Murong Yu's eyes looking up at her, the watery green pupils froze, and his face suddenly turned crimson.

This blushing made Anoye a little nervous. As a peony demon, she must not fall in love with anyone, and she must not have the emotion of liking, otherwise... otherwise she will be finished.

"Girl, the drawing is finished." Murong Yu stopped holding the pen suddenly, and as soon as he dropped the pen, he stood up.

(End of this chapter)