Host, she just wants to be a villain

These words made the male demon shiver all over. He had no intention of questioning Ning Yuan anymore, turned around and disappeared.

After Ning Yuan returned to the house, she hurriedly used her strength to suppress the itching all over her body. She took out the panacea she had prepared in advance and drank several bottles in one gulp as if it was free. Only then did she feel that the symptoms were relieved.

"Si Buyun..."

Sure enough, her life is the biggest hidden danger.

The white palace complex is suspended above the water. There are winding paths connecting the major palaces. The most central one is the palace of the current demon king.

"Prince, have you seen clearly? The person who rescued you has no ability to enter my territory!"

The prince's face was like a crown jewel, and his expression was indifferent. When he saw the scene on the water mirror, he just lowered his eyes: "Did you bring me here because of the love you mentioned before?"

"...You are really smart." The demon king paused, "I just said a few words, and that's what you thought of."

"The way your Majesty looks at me, it seems that I look very much like him."

"What do you want to say?"

"This person is gone, so why should your Majesty indulge in love?"

"I am obsessed with love?" The demon king's eyes were cold, but the smile on his face became brighter. "What I want, I can get it easily."

She threw down a booklet and said, "Remember everything in it."

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate."

The prince raised his head slightly and stared at the people sitting in the seat, his eyes were calm.

I still remember that I had met this demon king four years ago, but she was the innkeeper at the time, and I was a passing traveler. They had a brief and extremely romantic relationship.

After returning to the palace, he searched for her for four full years.

But he didn't expect that she was actually a demon king. After four years of separation, things have changed.

Demon Lord: "Do you know what's written in it?"

"Of course... you are the Demon Lord's lover." When the prince said these words, the wound in his heart seemed to be torn apart and became dripping with blood again. His face turned pale for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it and pretended to be casual and asked: "Four years ago, did your Majesty have any thoughts?"

The prince stared closely at her expression, fearing to miss even the slightest bit.

"Maybe - right? After all, you were much cuter back then, and you listened to me very well."

Just when the prince felt sourness rising in his heart, he heard the demon king say again: "If you can remember the content about him, and then appear in front of me like him, I will like you more."

The prince suddenly widened his eyes. How...how could she humiliate him like this? !

"It's okay if you don't want to. I remember that your father fell seriously ill after hearing that you were captured by me. He still can't get out of bed. The ministers in the court are asking him to establish a new prince. Recently, it seems that-" Jun frowned and thought for a while, "It's your sister who is in the prison country. If you go back in your current capacity, where will you put your sister?"

"I can give up the throne to her."

"Really? But if you come back alive, you will be a thorn in their eyes. What if you don't die?"

The prince lowered his head slightly, and his black hair fell down on his shoulders: "I'm tired and want to go back and rest."

"Well, bring the clothes and brochure with you so you can take a look. By the way, the clothes are made according to your size, so don't worry about them not fitting."

The Demon Lord looked at the direction he left and the remaining clothes booklet on the table. He turned his fingertips on the rim of the cup a few times and sighed slightly: "Who else in this world have I ever been so patient with?"