Fox Demon Lord, please surrender. Tonight, let's rehearse the whole play too.

  Xia Yan saw Mo Ruyan suddenly appear, and her eyes were filled with surprise. This guy, didn't he say he wasn't coming?

  When she realized her mouth was covered, she winked at him, indicating that she wouldn't shout loudly. Mo Ruyan only let go of her then...

  "Aren't you not coming?" Xia Ranran pushed Mo Rushi behind the red wooden pillar and asked in a low voice.

  Is this considered arrogant?... Said no way, but still came. Can't be that they're both waiting to eavesdrop like her?

  Mò Rúyán leaned against the pillar with a lazy tone, "I'm not going, how are you going to get back? Fly back yourself?"

  Whatever... Fine! She really has forgotten about this matter.

  Seeing her speechless, a sly smile flashed in Mo Ruxuan's eyes. In fact, these were all excuses. He was still afraid that she would not want to leave the wolf's den after staying there. Although the Wolf King had already married, he still needed to be on guard.

  "Ah, never mind, I'm going to go watch the excitement." Thinking of the top priority at hand, Xia Ranran quickly ran back under the wall and went to eavesdrop on someone's bridal chamber.

  Vulgar, too vulgar...

  It's utterly disgusting.

  Through that small hole, Xia Ran could barely see inside. However, she could only see things like tables and chairs. What she wanted to see was completely invisible.

  After a while, Xia Ran's eyes were sour, and she couldn't see any results. She crouched down, quietly sneaking to the Wolf King's door, pricking up her ears to listen for movements inside. If she can't see anything, at least she should be able to hear some sounds.

  Mo Yu was tainted by Xia Yan's lowly taste, making her so angry she almost choked to death. In the middle of the night, she didn't return home and instead went to eavesdrop on someone else's private matters. Is this what you call having no integrity?

  He grabbed Xia Ran's collar and pulled her back, saying "You want to watch? Tonight, we'll practice it ourselves."

  Don't... want... ah...

  Xia Yan struggled to break free, almost going as far as hugging Mo Ruyan's thigh. "Mo Ruyan, I'll just watch for a bit. Oh no, I'll just listen for a bit instead. If you feel embarrassed, you don't have to listen."

  She went to listen, but he embarrassed her instead. What's good about this kind of thing?

  "Don't listen, come back with me." The tone was not to be argued with.

  "Huh? ...It seems like there's a sound." Xia Ran's ears were particularly sharp tonight, and she faintly heard the sound coming from the Wolf King's room.

  She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she managed to break free from Mo Ruyan's grasp. With a swift movement, she flew to the front of the Wolf King's gate.

  Seeing her speed, Mo Ru wiped away a sweat.

  She's always so positive about this kind of thing...

  "King..." Xia Ran crouched in front of the door, hearing Qing Yi's tender and tearful cry, her bones almost went numb.

  This girl, when has she ever spoken so gently before? It's really a terrifying change.

  Inside the room.

  The Wolf King frowned and looked at Qing Yi, his tone extremely impatient "What is it?"

  Qing Yi lowered her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I haven't lifted my veil yet."

  She thought she would be sitting on the bed, waiting for him to lift her veil. But now, it's become that she lets him lift her veil. For some reason, there is even more sense of loss.

  The Wolf King didn't respond, but with a slight exertion of his fingers, the red hood on her head floated down. It fell to the ground, a crimson patch...

  Without the cover of her veil, Qing Yi's face turned even redder after seeing Lang Wang. She pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

  Seeing that familiar face he hadn't seen in a thousand years, the Wolf King's heart didn't have even the slightest reaction.

  Because this face has never been carved into his heart...

  PS: On sale tomorrow. Originally wanted to release 20,000 words for the first issue, but there were too many things and not enough time to store the manuscript. So tomorrow's first issue will be around 13,000 words.