His Royal Highness the evildoer came to the door

Chapter 838 Explaining the Misunderstanding
In the middle of the night, the entire demon world was silent. In the dark night sky, there was no moon, and there was not even a shadow of a star.

After Lan Xiyan coaxed her son to sleep, she put on her clothes and tiptoed out of the house, heading for the Glass Palace.

For the whole day, she didn't see Feng Feili again, only that he should rest in the Liuli Palace at night, so she must find him and make it clear to him that the two of them can't continue to misunderstand like this.

Gently opened the door, the oncoming night wind hit her body, it was cool and a little cold, Lan Xiyan shrank her body, put her clothes tightly on her body, then gently closed the door and walked out of the room .

Nuo Da's palace was quiet, there was no one there, and the entire demon world fell into silence.

Under the night sky, except for the torches on the tall buildings of the palace that were still burning, all the places were pitch-black.

Everyone was asleep, and the entire demon world was eerily quiet.

Lan Xiyan quickly traveled through the demon world, searching for the Liuli Palace based on her memory.

The pain in her body was still there, and she felt extremely uncomfortable when she moved it, causing her tight strings to break with a "snap", and it was so painful that it broke out in a cold sweat.

Biting her lips tightly, not letting herself make a sound, Lan Xiyan walked through the tall city walls and palaces, and finally found the Liuli Palace after a while.

Outside the Liuli Palace, the sea water kept slapping against the shore, making a splashing sound, and the night wind blew, bringing a faint salty smell in the air into the tip of the nose.

Not far away, several mountain peaks were hidden in the sea water, like shadows, the surrounding was eerily quiet, and there was no one around.

Nuo Da's palace stood quietly in front of him, especially in the dark night.

Lan Xiyan stood at the gate, looking at the tall palace in front of her, her heart was astringent, all kinds of complicated emotions lingered in her heart, making her feel a little depressed.

All kinds of flowers in the garden are competing to bloom, revealing their fragrance in the dark night.

There is a faint floral fragrance in the air that floats into the tip of the nose, which makes people feel refreshed.

Enduring the pain, Lan Xiyan walked forward slowly, stopped at the gate, raised her hand, and finally lowered it helplessly.

How should she speak?And at this time, he should have fallen asleep, right?

While thinking about it, the door was suddenly opened, and in the room, Feng Feili was wearing only a white undershirt, tall and straight, with black hair flowing down like a waterfall.

He was standing there, but it was like a landscape painting, so exquisite that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Lan Xiyan didn't expect that he would open the door suddenly, she leaned forward uncontrollably, and threw herself directly into his arms.

His body still has the same fresh fragrance as before, but the temperature of the dyed hair around him is so cold that it can freeze people to death, his eyes are as cold as ice, and before Lan Xiyan can react, he has already held her hand and pushed her away .

"Hiss..." Lan Xiyan took a deep breath, the pain in her arm pulled the silver needle on her shoulder, making her face turn pale.

"Is there a problem?"

Feng Feili spoke in a cold voice, looked at Lan Xiyan, glanced at her shoulders from the corner of her eyes, her eyes were cold and expressionless.

"Feng Feili, listen to me, I am not married to Master, and there is nothing between us. Qingyue is your child..."

Lan Xiyan hurriedly explained, looking at Feng Feili, she felt a slight pain in her heart, at this moment she just wanted to tell him everything she wanted to say to him in the past ten years.

"I'm not interested in knowing, of course Qingyue is my son, so he will stay in the demon world."

Feng Feili spoke in a cold voice, turned around and left after speaking.

(End of this chapter)