Chapter 267: Westminster was shocked by the bad news
A beautiful woman lies on a soft reclining chair; sandalwood incense curls and wisps of green smoke rise from the incense burner. Bai Tian brews a pot of tea, savors the fragrance, and savors the cakes sent by Baiyu Pavilion…

“Princess, then, then Haixing’er wants to see you.” Qiu Ye said softly.

I raised my eyebrows and wondered why this woman came again? I didn’t even dig up her ancestral grave.

“Your Majesty, you cannot do that. The princess is resting.”

“Why, is Yang Baitian really so delicate?”

As the noise continued, Hai Xing’er walked in arrogantly, followed by a cautious but angry maid.

I stuffed the cake into my mouth carelessly, patted my palms and said, “Why, didn’t that ugly devil satisfy you?”

Hai Xing’er was shocked, but then she reacted and yelled, “You, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“Nonsense? You are not living in a dream, are you? Everyone knows that the Demon King and you have been husband and wife for a long time, and he has been inseparable from your bed these past few days. Why are you pretending to be a proud little princess?” I spoke to such a person without any mercy.

Hai Xing’er’s face turned pale and blue, and she was extremely shocked. How come Yang Baitian also knew about this?

“Why, are you wondering how I would know?” I curled my lips and sneered.

“You, do you think you are a good thing? I don’t know how many times have you been slept with by that Nine Gates Master Mingyan?” Hai Xing’er scolded like a shrew.

“Tsk tsk tsk, this princess’ husband is a thousand times better than him. Why, your own man is not good enough, and you want to put the blame on someone else? That’s right, otherwise you wouldn’t sleep with that pig-headed devil.” I covered my mouth and chuckled.

“You’re looking for death, you shameless bastard.” Hai Xing’er whipped him over with the whip.

The whip was about to fall, but in the blink of an eye it broke into pieces before my eyes…

“When did the Immortal Emperor’s Mausoleum become a place where you can come whenever you want?” Yi Shuang’s fair and beautiful hands retracted the spiritual power and shook his hands with disgust:

“Husband?” I raised my eyes and found that Xiye was here.

“Master, let your subordinates deal with this dirty thing.” Wuyi’s cold face was filled with murderous intent.

Hai Xing’er looked at her with disdain: “What? A mere guard dares to touch this monarch? Be careful or the old master will punish you for disrespect.”

Hardly had he finished his words when he heard two “pops” and Wuyi’s figure flashed and landed next to Haixing’er.

“You, you bastard, dare to touch me. You’re looking for death.” Hai Xing’er’s cheeks suddenly swelled up.

I wanted to pull the whip away, but I found that the whip had broken into pieces.

“Xi Ye, what’s wrong? Can you really bear to let me be bullied?” Hai Xing’er had tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved.

Xiye’s eyebrows jumped and he looked at me reflexively.

I snorted coldly and turned my head away from him.

“Wu Yi, what are you waiting for?” After saying that, Xi Ye walked over without looking back: “Madam, you must be tired, let’s go back.”

“Hmph.” I am really annoyed by this starfish from the bottom of my heart. It will haunt me for the rest of my life.

“Madam, Tian’er, why are you so angry with your husband?” Xi Ye coquettishly put his arms around the slender waist of the person in his arms.

I pulled his hand away forcefully and walked straight into the house.

From time to time, I could hear Hai Xing’er’s whimpering voice, and she was asking this man for help in both explicit and implicit ways.

“Madam, don’t be angry. You won’t see her again soon.” Xi Ye said flatteringly.

I frowned, “Okay, then I won’t wait.”

Seeing the person in his arms walk away, Xi Ye stood there in a daze, but he had his own plan in mind. “Master, what about now?” Wuyi landed lightly behind him.

“How is Wuhen?” Xi Ye asked.

Wu Wuyi bowed his head: “Master, everything is just as you expected.”

“He will wake up of course. Treat that crazy old man well. He is not an ordinary person. He is half-master of Tianer.” A long-lost smile appeared on Xiye’s lips.

“Yes, master, the princess is a little unhappy. You’d better tell her the truth. She will definitely be happy.” Wuyi said in a rare tone.

Xiye nodded and waved at him.

Seeing Wu Yi leaving, the secret guard came out and said, “Master, the demon clan has indeed made some movement. The person who came has reunited with the “Nine Gate Masters”, and it is Murong Yinxin again.”

“It’s finally here.” Xiye’s heartbeat quickened. He had waited too long for this moment.

“Prime Minister Murong has been secretly inquiring about the princess, and he is determined to get her.” The secret guard lowered his voice, fearing to anger his master, whose face was as stormy as a storm.

“He dares to dream about my woman, so I’ll just have to send him to hell as soon as possible.” Xi Ye spat out a few words coldly.

At this time, Xi Ye’s face turned from pale to blue, veins bulged on his temples, and he had a rage in his heart that he had no place to vent.

“Princess, what is the Lord saying?” Qiu Ye swallowed and stared at the scene in front of him without daring to move.

I shook my head. “I told you to learn some eavesdropping skills, but you just can’t learn it well. Now you can’t hear anything. You’re worse than me. At least I heard the word Murong.”

“Wait, Murong? Murong what? Prime Minister Murong? Could it be between them?” I stared at Qiu Ye with wide eyes.

Qiu Ye grinned, scratched her ears and cheeks, and shook her head: “Princess, please don’t look at me. I can’t hear or think what the master is thinking.”

“Do you think he is targeting the demons? Or is it because of Di Haixing’er?” I bit my lip and pondered.

“Shh, the master is coming.” Qiu Ye suddenly covered his mouth and signaled me not to move.

I nodded, and we both held our breath, watching everyone disappear before our eyes.

…………

“What? Seriously?” Westminster stood up quickly.

“It’s absolutely true. I heard that the Ninth Sect Leader died on the spot.” Qingyu glanced outside and said in a low voice.

Ximin shook her head, then nodded suddenly: “It’s not necessary. What reason would he die? If he dies, what good will it do to the other party?”

Qingyu also shook his head: “Prime Minister, why don’t we go ask someone.”

“Who? Who dares to ask, who dares to answer?” Although she said this, Ximin thought of Xi Ye in her mind, but would this icy man pay attention to her?

“Prime Minister, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit? Now the demons and the fairy world are in a neutral and unfriendly state. We are here to find the Demon King, and the Demon King is in the fairy world with the Starfish Lord…” Qingyu put two fingers together and grinned.

“Okay, okay, that’s interesting. When I marry Yang Baitian and have a wife, I will definitely reward you.” Ximin flicked her sleeves and felt inexplicably happy in her heart.

Qingyu chuckled and said, “Does the Prime Minister think this is feasible?”

“I am quite sure of this.” Thinking of Shijia Bay and Tian’er in childhood, the soft little girl should belong to me, right? Ximin sighed softly.

“Since we are determined to win, Prime Minister should cheer up. I will definitely help you.” Qingyu put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard.

(End of this chapter)