Feng Yuxi, dragging her weary body, lay on the bed.
Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't cry out.
She had just learned that, apart from her, all the members of the Wind Elf royal family knew that their deaths would follow the wedding.
Yet they said nothing, showed no fear, and continued their normal lives, spending their days with Feng Yuxi as usual.
The Light Elves had never intended to let the Wind Elf royal family go; they wanted to control the entire Wind Elf race.
Upon learning this, the Wind Elf King decided to sacrifice the entire royal family to ensure the survival of the Wind Elf race.
Huo Hou seized this opportunity to negotiate with the Wind Elf King. He offered Feng Yuxi's life in exchange for her marriage to him.
After careful consideration, the Wind Elf royal family agreed to this proposal.
As for why Huo Hou had told Feng Yuxi all this today, his purpose was to make her realize his importance and that if she wanted to live, she would have to obey him.
Feng Yuxi clenched her fists. She hated it all—the wickedness of the light elves, and her own powerlessness.
She slowly rose, walked to the window, and knelt down to pray.
"Ancient elven gods, if you can hear my prayer, please save this country."
"I am willing to give everything, even my life, to save everyone."
Fang Xian quietly watched Feng Yuxi, his face expressionless.
The world of the strong preying on the weak is so cruel.
He admired the royal family's spirit of sacrifice; to go to such lengths for their people was truly admirable.
However, Fang Xian did not want to intervene.
Once he intervened, his enemies would be the light elves, fire elves, angels, and even the humans hunting him down.
His foundation was not yet stable; provoking too many powerful enemies would be detrimental.
There were so many injustices in the world; how could he possibly manage them all?
Fang Xian turned and left, deciding to return to his cat demon grandmother's house.
The night was exceptionally quiet, brightly lit everywhere, a peaceful scene, like a paradise.
He landed lightly by the cat demon grandmother's window, draped in his "camouflage cloth," and looked inside. He saw Zhu Lide, Zhu Qingqing, and the cat demon grandmother at home, discussing something.
Zhu Lide looked at Zhu Qingqing and asked softly.
"Still no news of Fang Xian?"
Zhu Qingqing frowned slightly and shook her head.
"No, none of our clansmen have found any trace of him in the city."
"Did he leave without saying goodbye?"
Zhu Qingqing remained silent, not answering the question.
Seeing this, the cat demon grandmother sighed softly.
"He's still young, and it's understandable that he doesn't want to get involved in these troubles."
"Qingqing, take Meimei with you."
Zhu Qingqing refused without hesitation.
"I can't be left out of this struggle."
"Nonsense, you have to take care of Meimei."
"Grandma, take Meimei with you."
"How much longer can I live? You have to take care of her."
"Anyone can take care of her, but I can't."
The cat demon grandma looked at Zhu Qingqing's stubbornness and didn't know what to say, so she could only sigh softly again.
Fang Xian saw their endless argument.
He withdrew the "Concealing Cloth" and slowly flew in.
"Why don't you all take Meimei with you?"
They were all slightly surprised to see Fang Xian.
Fang Xian had somehow appeared beside them without them noticing, and judging from his words, he had clearly overheard much of their conversation.
Grandma Cat Demon narrowed her eyes and asked in a deep voice,
"Fang Xian, what do you know?"
Fang Xian took a chair, sat down beside them, looked them over, and spoke in a low voice.
"I went to the palace today and learned the truth."
"The Light Elves have no intention of letting the Wind Elves' royal family go, and the Wind Elves' royal family already knows this."
"They know they will die, yet they refuse to reveal the information to you. Do you think there's any point in fighting to the death?"
Grandma Cat Demon, Julius, and Zhu Qingqing all looked grave and remained silent.
Grandma Cat Demon frowned slightly, her lips trembling slightly, and she let out a long, heavy sigh.
She spoke slowly, her voice filled with helplessness.
"We know about the Wind Elf royal family. They did this to protect their people, which is understandable."
"But our Cat Demon clan has nowhere to retreat. The Light Elves will surely exterminate us."
Fang Xian raised an eyebrow, his face filled with surprise.
"Why?"
"Because we assassinated the Light Elf Prince."
Fang Xian frowned slightly. Assassinating the Light Elf Prince—that was brave.
"So you're planning to assassinate the Fire Elf Prince this time?"
"Assassinating him won't solve the problem."
"Then what do you plan to do?"
Grandma Cat Demon's eyes narrowed as she stared directly at Fang Xian.
"The Light Elf Prince will also be here this time. We're going to kill him."
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The next day, early morning.
Fang Xian followed Zhu Qingqing out early in the morning, arriving at the hotel where he had stayed that day.
He was a little surprised. Why did Zhu Qingqing bring him here?
Zhu Qingqing looked at Fang Xian and said calmly,
"Go get a room."
"What kind of room?"
"The kind you got last time."
Fang Xian felt embarrassed. It seemed Zhu Qingqing knew he had booked a room here before.
Zhu Qingqing had also smelled the four scents on Fang Xian back then, but she hadn't called her out.
Fang Xian didn't know why Zhu Qingqing wanted a room, but he still went to the counter and booked a deluxe double room.
He handed the room key to Zhu Qingqing.
"Here's the room key."
Zhu Qingqing didn't reach for the key, but simply said calmly,
"Take me there."
Fang Xian looked at Zhu Qingqing, who didn't seem to be joking, and seemed thoughtful.
He silently turned around and led Zhu Qingqing to the room.
"Beep!"
The door opened, the key was inserted, and the lights came on.
Fang Xian was about to turn around to say something when he heard the door close.
"Bang."
Zhu Qingqing closed the door, her pretty face slightly flushed. Mustering her courage, she looked at Fang Xian with feigned composure.
"I...I can be yours today..."
"But...you must take Meimei with you."
Fang Xian looked at the nervous Zhu Qingqing and couldn't help but shake his head and smile wryly.
He hadn't expected Zhu Qingqing to go to such lengths for Zhu Meimei.
Last time, when Fang Xian hadn't agreed to let Zhu Qingqing take Zhu Meimei, Zhu Qingqing had been wondering what kind of reward she could offer to make him agree to take Zhu Meimei away.
Zhu Qingqing recalled that Fang Xian had stayed at the hotel for almost a day and a night that day, and he carried four different scents. She knew Fang Xian's true hobby.
Therefore, she decided to sacrifice herself so that Fang Xian could take Meimei away from this dangerous place.
This was the only way to verify the future fragments Nefi had seen and ensure Zhu Meimei's safety.
That's why she brought Fang Xian to the hotel.
Zhu Qingqing looked at Fang Xian, who didn't reply, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"Answer me! Are you willing or not..."
Before she could finish speaking, Fang Xian pulled her into his arms and sealed her lips with his, answering her question.
Zhu Qingqing's heart raced. After a moment of inner struggle, she slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Fang Xian's waist.
The two of them entwined, slowly moving towards the bed and started having sex..
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