Demon King, Fiancé

  A black brocade robe, with intricate and ancient patterns embroidered at the hem, a slightly open collar revealing a robust chest. Eyebrows like paintings, eyes like stars, thin red lips tightly pursed. Jet-black long hair tied back with only one hairband, a few strands blown by the wind falling on that robust chest.

  What a beautiful scene of a handsome man resting, An Weixin's originally gloomy mood suddenly cleared up, she stared foolishly at him with her mouth agape, almost drooling. An Weixin, this fujoshi, has always been powerless against handsome men! Just as An Weixin was about to lose control, someone spoke up.

  "Your Highness, Princess Anping is missing and we only found this one survivor." The survivor mentioned by Dark Night was obviously referring to An Weixin.

  The person on the couch looked up at An Weixin, who had a foolish expression on her face, and subconsciously furrowed his brow. Where did this woman in strange clothes come from? Coughing, he forgot to mention that An Weixin was wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and canvas sneakers, which wasn't the style of this era. However, it was clear that An Weixin, this foolish girl, was not in her right mind at the moment. Seeing the handsome man looking at her, she felt an overwhelming urge to pounce on him like a wolf and devour him whole. Even the handsome man's furrowed brow seemed incredibly attractive to her.

  Ling Xuan saw An Yu's foolish appearance on the couch and asked with some disdain, "What's your name?"

  As soon as the handsome man asked her a question, An Wei Xin's heart was furious. That dog-like appearance was simply unbearable to look at. If Shao Nian were here, he would have slapped him long ago. This shameful thing! "My name is An Wei Xin, An Wei Xin."

  "Oh?" Hearing An Weixin's name, Lan Lingxuan raised an eyebrow in surprise, and then unfolded a smile that made everything lose its color for a moment. For An Weixin, it was even more soul-stirring! "Miss, what do you think of my appearance?"

  "How beautiful! It's so beautiful!" An Weixin exclaimed excitedly.

  "Then... would you be willing to become my queen?" Blue Lingxuan's smile grew even brighter, and An Wei's heart couldn't withstand the temptation of a handsome man. Without thinking, she nodded vigorously. "I'm willing, I'm willing."

  Lan Lingxuan saw An Weixin nodding with a charming smile, turned around and ordered the dark night beside him: "Princess Anping was stabbed and frightened, the wedding will be postponed to half a month later."

  "Yes, Your Highness."

  "Father."

  "The old slave is here." An old man in a green robe pushed open the door and entered the house.

  "Arrange accommodations for Princess Anping."

  Fu Bo stole a glance at the strangely dressed woman, slightly surprised, and then composed himself to reply respectfully: "Yes, I'll go take care of it right away. Princess Anping, please follow me this way."

  An Wei's slow reaction clearly hasn't realized a very serious problem. Just now, in that short moment, she has transformed from an ordinary citizen to a princess of the country, and still a princess who is about to get married, to that handsome prince whom she can't wait to throw herself at.

  The old steward saw An Wei's unresponsive heart and called out again: "Princess?"

  An Wei's eyes widened as she stared at him, calling her "princess" left her somewhat perplexed. She blinked repeatedly, "Princess? Who are you referring to?"

  Before Bo could even open his mouth, a rich and magnetic voice came out. "Miss An, from now on you are the Princess Anping of Yunzhao Kingdom, my fiancée."

  "Huh? What did you say? Say it again!" An Weixin thought she had misheard and asked in disbelief, but unfortunately, Lan Lingxuan had already leaned back on the couch with his eyes closed.

  "Princess, please..."

  Fu Bo's words were cut off by An Wei Xin. "Princess? Unmarried wife? Who agreed to this? Who promised?" Although An Wei Xin loves beautiful men, she only observes from afar and isn't someone who would marry impulsively. She had been suddenly transported to this strange and desolate place, her young heart having suffered a huge blow, and before she could even recover, she was being told to get married? How could they say that when she's still an 18-year-old flower bud waiting to bloom? It's not like she's ready to ruin her life just yet.

  "Hey, you're really rude! Can't you at least respond when I'm talking to you?" An Wei Xin was very dissatisfied with Lan Ling Xuan's attitude of ignoring her. The person on the bed suddenly opened their eyes, and a pair of charming phoenix-like eyes glanced at An Wei Xin, making her feel a chill run down her neck, causing her to subconsciously shrink her neck and cough awkwardly. "Cough, cough, that old man, didn't you say you'd take me to where I'm staying? Let's hurry up and go, let's go." An Wei Xin pushed Fu Bo out of the room, and upon seeing the bright blue sky outside, she let out a long sigh of relief. This man was not easy to deal with, it was better to keep her distance!

  An Weixin followed Fu Bo, turning and twisting for almost a quarter of an hour before finally arriving at her residence, 'Yan Yu Ge'. The vermilion-painted gate led to a corridor, directly opposite the gate was the main building of Yan Yu Ge, the corridor connected directly to the main building. Between the gate and the main building was a large pond, with artificial hills rising and falling in a disorderly manner. The lotus flowers covering the entire pond emitted a refreshing fragrance, schools of golden fish darted back and forth among the lotus flowers, and a pavilion with a vermilion-painted roof was hidden among the artificial hills. An Weixin fell in love with this place at first sight, and didn't even notice when Fu Bo left. An Weixin walked around the courtyard circle after circle, every spot delighted her immensely.

  "This princess's treatment is not bad, hehehe." An Wei Xin stroked the smooth brocade quilt under her body and couldn't bear to let go of it. She hugged the quilt and rolled around on the large carved bed, just as she was having a great time, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. An Wei Xin sat up straight with a jolt.

  A girl in pink clothes walked in, looked around and saw that the room was empty. She let out a disdainful snort, sat down at the tea table with ease, and even poured herself a cup of tea.

  "Ugh, I'm the king's personal maid, why should I serve a foreign princess? Humph! They call her a princess, but in reality, she's just a gift from the Cloud Kingdom to our king, and she got the title of queen consort for nothing. She's just a useless thing!" An Wei heard the pink-clad girl's words and roughly knew her identity. It seemed that this was indeed her maid. However, it appeared that this princess wasn't very well-received. An Wei didn't make a sound. She had seen many people like this who relied on their status to bully others. As long as they didn't overstep or provoke her, everything would be fine. The pink-clad maid grumbled for a while, finished her tea, and left. An Wei didn't care, rolled her eyes, got up, closed the door, and prepared to take a nap. After being on edge for so long, she felt drowsy as soon as she relaxed.

  An Wei Xin slept soundly until the next day when the sun was high in the sky, feeling extremely comfortable. During this time, Cui Die, the maid assigned to An Wei Xin by Fu Bo, came to wake her up, but unfortunately, An Wei Xin was completely unresponsive, sleeping like a dead person. Cui Die was very disdainful of An Wei Xin's behavior and even doubted whether she was really the princess of Yun Zhao country, wondering how a princess could have such poor manners. But it turned out that what Cui Die said was true, An Wei Xin was indeed an imposter.

  She realized she was full from sleep but her stomach was still growling, so An Wei Xin prepared to go find something to eat. She looked at the half-sleeved cowboy pants on her body, all wrinkled and dirty, yesterday's drowsiness made her fall asleep without even thinking about changing clothes. An Wei Xin rummaged through the house, there were many clothes, and they looked like high-end goods, but An Wei Xin was in trouble, she had no idea how to wear these ancient clothes, after some thought, she decided to just wear her half-sleeved pants for now.

  An Weixin's body was as sloppy as it could get, except for her waist-length hair that shone with a soft luster after being combed. An Weixin walked out of the door like this, and in such a large Wang Fu, where would she go to find food? Just as An Weixin was walking aimlessly, a somewhat sharp shout came from behind her.

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