She sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her face that was stained red by rouge, her eyelashes slightly opened like a feather fan.

However, she rarely has the opportunity to see her appearance clearly in front of the mirror.

A classless little demon like her has no chance to look in the mirror.

When she once lived freely in the valley, she would occasionally dress up in front of the clear stream. However, the bamboo demon's delicate appearance may still be called pure in the human world, but in the demon world, it seems too bland.

.

In the demon world, there are charming foxes that make all men fall in love with them. They are naturally bright and charming, and their smiles are enough to captivate people. Their charm skills are even more powerful than those of the immortals in the fairy world. In the demon world, naturally such women are talented.

It's called beautiful.

There are also an exquisite snake demon, a playful and cute rabbit demon, and a flower essence that exudes a seductive fragrance... No matter how you look at it, she is the one least qualified to be the demon queen. No wonder after the announcement, there will be

So many people had opinions, and... even though Wang came forward to help her calm down all the rumors and save her from embarrassment, but... other than that, Wang never showed up again...

Zhu Xin let out a long sigh. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door opened with a creak.

She looked back in surprise and saw the shadows of the trees outside the window swaying.

The dim moonlight penetrated the rain curtain and enveloped Yang An's soft black clothes, and the whole person seemed to be enveloped in a thin layer of phantom.

Zhu Xin forgot everything for a moment, and stood there dumbly, suddenly remembering what Jiang Xinyou said when dressing her up - Wang was once a mortal, with short hair, wearing a shirt and jeans from the human world... Zhu Xin didn't know that

What kind of pretense was it? Miss Xia took out the Tianji Mirror to recall the past and showed her the pictures from the past...

At that time, the king did not have the temperament he has now. To be precise, he did not have the momentum he has now. It seemed that the momentum was the most important, not his clothes or appearance...

"What are you doing?"

Zhu Xin's eyes followed Yang An's footsteps, and she was awakened by his voice. Only then did she realize that Yang An had walked to her side...

"king……"

Zhu Xin quickly lowered her head and stared at her toes with trembling eyelashes. She heard the man in front of her chuckle and say, "It looks good and suits you very well. You don't have to lower your head to hide it."

"yes……"

Zhu Xin raised her eyes, but still didn't dare to look at them.

Yang An shook his head helplessly, sat on the gold and jade chair beside him, and picked up the cold tea on the coffee table. Zhu Xin quickly walked over and took the tea bowl: "King, the tea is cold, slave.

Go get a drink instead."

"sit down."

"Um?"

"You are not a slave, you can't do this kind of thing, let others do it."

After saying that, Yang An put down the tea bowl, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingertips, and a golden light suddenly shot out and quickly flew out of the window.

Not long after, two young banshees came to the door respectfully and asked in a low voice: "King, what are your orders?"

"Go and get some hot tea."

"yes."

Until the little banshees left, Zhu Xin still stood beside Yang An. Suddenly she felt a cold touch approaching her arm. Zhu Xin subconsciously hid, and then she saw Yang An's stretched out hand. She was really shocked.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He stared at his outstretched fingers with flickering eyes, only to hear Yang An speak again: "Why don't you sit down?"
Chapter completed!