It seems that Liu Lanyan's matter is really not simple.
Everyone looked at Liu Lanyan now, but their gazes had changed, now filled with inquiry and suspicion, as well as their own plans.
Liu Lanyan uneasily took a small step to the side, hiding right behind the Demon God, only peeking out her eyes as she cautiously sized up Yu Jinshuo, like a frightened little animal that would run away at the slightest disturbance.
The demon god did not comfort Liu Lanyan, but instead asked Yu Jinshuo with a smile: "You mean, even after half a month, I still cannot enable Liu Lanyan to control the power of water essence?"
The gentle tone sent a chill down Yu Jinshuo's spine, who had been staring intently at Liu Lanyan. It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him, and a chill of fear emanated from his very heart.
Yu Jinshuo turned his head stiffly, and he could hear the bones in his neck making a creaking sound.
Demon God, how could that be...?
The Demon God didn't care how shocked Yu Jinshuo was, and continued to say what he had just said: "It seems that Your Highness is doubting my strength."
After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent instantly. Everyone felt as if a row of crows had flown overhead, and they were speechless.
Does anyone dare to doubt the power of the Demon God?
Also, what did the Demon God address Yu Jinshuo just now?
Your Highness?
As if on cue, everyone turned their attention to Yu Jinshuo, giving him a taste of being the groom and receiving all the attention.
Of course, the gazes directed at him were neither congratulations nor envy; rather, they were like those directed at a dead man, making Yu Jinshuo feel as if he had thorns in his back.
He frowned, wanting to refute the demon god's words, even just to offer a few words of explanation; this feeling was too unbearable for him. The gazes of the crowd were like sharp knives, silently torturing him.
"Lord..." The Demon Lord couldn't sit still any longer. Whether others were puzzled or just looking forward to a good show, he couldn't stand it.
The Demon God's every move is related to the safety of the Demon Realm. How could he allow this matter to develop unchecked?
The Demon God did not ignore the Demon Lord's words. Turning his head, the Demon God looked at the approaching Demon Lord and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Since Your Highness questions my strength, it seems that I need to go into seclusion to cultivate."
Upon hearing this, the demon lord was so frightened that all color drained from his face.
Others may not be fully aware that the Demon God merely sits in the Demon Realm, but as the Demon Lord, how could he not know the inside story?
With a sharp crack, everyone gasped in shock as they watched Yu Jinshuo fly backward, crashing straight into the wall before bouncing heavily to the ground. He tried to brace himself with his arms, but fell again.
Half of his face was swollen and red, and his lips were covered in a chilling crimson blood. The floor of the hall was also covered with intermittent bloodstains following the path that Yu Jinshuo had taken when he was sent flying.
Everyone swallowed hard. The Demon Lord rarely made a move, and everyone had forgotten that he was also a powerful figure. Now, everyone had a new understanding of the Demon Lord's strength; he seemed to be much stronger than Yu Jinshuo.
How could a single slap have reduced Yu Jinshuo, a seventh-level demonic power, to this state? Could he have already reached the ninth level?
"Your Majesty, how could anyone doubt your abilities?" The Demon Lord smiled and praised Liu Lanyan, "Lanyan has made such great progress in just half a month. It seems that Your Majesty has a discerning eye and can find a gem in rough stone."
"It's getting late. Lan Yan, why don't you go to the palace to rest? A quiet place has been prepared inside." The Demon Lord didn't ask the Demon God, but instead asked Liu Lan Yan, who was hiding behind the Demon God. His kind and amiable appearance almost made everyone faint.
When did the Demon Lord become so polite?
The Demon God glanced at the Demon Lord, then took Liu Lanyan's small hand in his own and nodded, "Very well. Lanyan, go and rest first. You must be tired after all this commotion last night."
Liu Lanyan blinked, looking timidly at Liu Xinrong, whose face was deathly pale, without uttering a word.
Not only was the Demon Lord nervous, but everyone in the hall was on edge, wondering what Liu Lanyan wanted. Even Yu Jinshuo had been severely injured by the Demon Lord's slap. If Liu Lanyan made any other requests, the Demon Lord would absolutely agree.
All eyes were on Liu Lanyan, wondering what she was thinking.
At this moment, the demon god spoke up: "Alright, you've already congratulated your sister today. You don't need to stay until the end. Your sister understands your feelings."
The demon god's words stunned everyone, who stared at him in disbelief.
How could he possibly say such shameless things?
Looking at Liu Lanyan again, it seemed as if she didn't believe the Demon God's words. She turned her head and looked at Liu Xinrong questioningly.
"No need to accompany me," Liu Xinrong quickly said.
Heaven knows what might happen if Liu Lanyan continues down this path; her endurance has reached its limit.
Upon hearing Liu Xinrong's words, Liu Lanyan let out a long sigh of relief and gazed at Liu Xinrong with a soft and sincere voice: "Sister Xinrong, I wish you a happy marriage."
Liu Xinrong's face stiffened, her expression turning ashen. She clenched her fists and spat out a few words through gritted teeth: "Happiness. Sister Lanyan, go and rest."
"Okay." Liu Lanyan smiled sweetly and happily agreed, then calmly left with the Demon God amidst the admiring gazes of the crowd.
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Chapter 55 Only Each Other
The people in the hall glanced at the expressions of the Demon God and Liu Xinrong, and then stood up to take their leave.
The Demon Lord didn't say anything, just waved his hand, signaling them to step back.
"Your Highness, how are you?" Liu Xinrong's expression changed several times. Finally, she remembered that her future backer was still lying in the corner, so she hurriedly went over to check on him.
"He won't die." The Demon Lord said coldly. How could he not have been careful with his own strength when he used his own methods?
"Xinrong, take your family downstairs to rest first."
Upon hearing the Demon Lord's words, Liu Xinrong was about to say something when Liu Xinya quietly pulled her back and silently led her out.
"Sister, it's obvious that the Demon God is behind this, protecting Liu Lanyan!" Liu Xinrong said indignantly as she returned to her new room.
Her grand wedding was ruined by Liu Lanyan. How could she possibly swallow this insult?
"Everyone can see it." Liu Xinya glanced at her younger sister. How come after all these years, her younger sister's temper still hasn't calmed down?
"They don't even care about the safety of the demon realm. How much more than just protecting Liu Lanyan does the demon god do?" Liu Xinya still felt scared when she thought of the demon god's appearance in the hall.
His smile was so gentle, yet it contained a strong, invisible killing intent.
She had no doubt that if the conversation continued, the Demon God would definitely kill someone.
"Xinrong, don't provoke Liu Lanyan in the future." Liu Xinya gave her sister the most sincere advice.
Liu Xinrong looked at her sister for a long time before finally managing to say, "I'm tired."
Liu Xinya sighed softly and said, "Alright, you should get some rest too." After saying that, she went out and went directly to the guest room to find her father.
"How is Rong'er?" Liu Jinli couldn't sleep at all. He was pacing around in his room, his brows furrowed, not knowing what to do.
"I tried to persuade her, but I doubt she'll give up." Liu Xinya knew that Liu Xinrong hadn't listened to her at all.
“Sigh…” Liu Jinli sighed, “No wonder Rong’er is so angry. Liu Lanyan ruined the whole wedding.”
“Father, you’ve spoiled Xinrong too much. With her personality, she’ll suffer sooner or later.” Liu Xinya disagreed with Liu Jinli’s statement. “It’s obvious that the Demon God is protecting Liu Lanyan. Xinrong can only back down for now.”
Liu Jinli's eyes lit up. He understood what his daughter meant: she was only backing down temporarily.
"Never mind, let's calm down a bit, then I'll try to persuade Xinrong again." Liu Xinya, as expected of the wife of a demon general, was decisive and efficient, finishing her business in a few words before returning to her room to rest.
Inside the Prince's bedroom, Yu Jinshuo lay on the bed, his face ashen.
"How is it?" The Demon Lord directly put a pill into Yu Jinshuo's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, relieving Yu Jinshuo's pain a lot.
"The Demon God..." Yu Jinshuo was a little unconvinced. He didn't understand why the Demon Lord was so afraid of the Demon God.
"Remember one thing: if you want to live, don't mess with the Demon God." The Demon Lord's words made Yu Jinshuo indignant, but since the Demon Lord had said so, Yu Jinshuo couldn't refuse him. He nodded and didn't refute.
Yu Jinshuo's expression naturally did not escape the Demon Lord's eyes, but he did not say anything, only instructing, "Take good care of your injuries."
After leaving the palace, the Demon Lord sighed heavily, realizing that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.
As for Liu Lanyan, who had already arrived at the palace, she was sitting face to face with the Demon God.
The two seemed to be testing their endurance, neither willing to make the first move or speak. They just stared at each other, letting the candlelight flicker, tears streaming down their faces.
After a long while, the demon god sighed softly and admitted defeat.
"Lanyan, was that dance performed for me?" the demon god asked with a smile.
His face still held that gentle, chrysanthemum-like smile, but even he himself probably didn't realize how stiff the smile on his lips was.
He wanted to know the answer, yet he was also afraid of it.
Liu Lanyan originally wanted to play dumb or say something irrelevant, but seeing the Demon God's gentle smile, a soft spot in her heart ached, and she opened her mouth and directly replied, "Mm."
This statement was entirely in accordance with her wishes, without the slightest pretense.
One sentence put the demon god in a great mood, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and brows, repeatedly murmuring, "Good, good..."
Seeing the Demon God's overjoyed expression, Liu Lanyan's eyes also crinkled with laughter, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and seeing his smile was her greatest happiness.
With their eyes crinkling and smiles radiant, they forgot everything else; their eyes were only for each other.
The demon god was overjoyed, even more so than Liu Lanyan.
He remembered very clearly why Liu Lanyan was dancing that dance.
It wasn't to compete with herself or to outdo Liu Xinya, but because Liu Xinya's words implied a slight mockery of him.
Therefore, Liu Lanyan danced for him.
They were willing to expose themselves.
This realization caused the Demon God's happiness to accumulate continuously. He had originally thought that his relationship with Liu Lanyan would take a long time to develop. He never expected it to happen so quickly, so quickly that she would stand up for him.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to cover up what happened to Liu Lanyan later. Anyway, with Wuchen Sword as a benchmark, Liu Lanyan's strength had an excuse this time.
As for the essence of water, it wasn't a particularly sophisticated use of demonic power; under his tutelage, it wasn't impossible to master it in half a month.
Faced with absolute power, all rumors and gossip are fragile bubbles that cannot be broken.
The demon god was immersed in his happiness, while Su Hanhao was being scolded by his father, Su Yin, for a long time: "Hanhao, your actions tonight were too impulsive. You are not just yourself; you have your family and your clan behind you!"
Su Yin scolded Su Hanhao for a long time, but Su Hanhao kept his head down and didn't say a word, making it impossible for him to continue scolding him.
He stared at Su Hanhao for a moment before hesitantly asking, "Hanhao, do you have feelings for Lanyan?"
“No, Father.” Su Hanhao quickly looked up and denied it, then pursed his lips before slowly saying, “I didn’t have much contact with Lanyan before, but… now that she’s like this, and she’s being bullied, I really can’t stand it.”
"Alright, Father understands what you mean." Su Yin waved his hand, not continuing to scold him, but instead comforting Su Hanhao, "Father knows you have a soft heart, but you don't need to worry about Liu Lanyan, she has a demon god by her side."
Su Hanhao agreed, finding the idea quite reasonable.