The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Xiaoyi pushed the door open and came in with a gust of wind that made the candles sway several times and almost went out.

Lou Yueyang saw that she was holding a tray in her hand, with a gilt crane incense burner on it, and incense was burning inside.

She asked softly: "Xiaoyi, what's wrong?"

Xiaoyi replied: "Girl Yulou, I don't know how long this rain will last. Your Excellency asked me to burn some incense for you to dispel the moisture."

After saying that, she went to close the window.

Lou Yueyang stood up and opened the incense burner. The incense inside had a sweet fragrance, which was very comfortable to smell.

"Okay, you can put it down and rest. Thank you Mr. Zhongli."

Xiao Yi agreed, turned around and went out to close the door.

Zhong Liyang came in with the wind, concealed his figure, and sat at the end of her bed, watching her pour a cup of tea, open the incense burner and pour it on.

The corners of Zhong Liyang's mouth curled up slightly. There was nothing in the fragrance, just some spices to dispel dampness and soothe the nerves.

He felt a little relieved that she was so alert.

But when he thought that it was him she was guarding against, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The rain fell hard, and raindrops as big as eyeballs fell to the ground, making an alarmingly loud sound.

Lou Yueyang couldn't calm down and had no intention of reading, so he simply closed the book and lay down on the bed to sleep.

She always fell asleep quickly, and within a short time, her even breathing came out.

When Zhong Liyang saw that she was sleeping, he quietly moved into the bed and touched her face with his long knuckled fingers. It felt slightly cool to the touch, white and tender.

Perhaps because his face was a little itchy, Lou Yueyang turned over and continued to sleep with his face facing inside.

Her face was less than an inch away from Zhong Liyang, and Zhong Liyang looked at her carefully.

Her hair hangs down softly, and her fair face has two curved eyebrows, neither thick nor light.

The eyelashes are long and dense, as curved and curled as a baby's eyelashes, and the pink lips are mumbling, not knowing what they are doing in the dream.

He stretched out his fingers again and gently scratched her face with his knuckles. The wonderful feeling made him have other thoughts in an instant.

He put his index finger on her lips again and rubbed her lips. She felt itchy and bit her lower lip lightly. Then, Zhong Liyang suddenly lowered her head and covered it.

Lou Yueyang snorted, raised his head, and his heart suddenly jumped a few times. In a trance, he seemed to hear Shen Yulou's forbearing and shattering voice when he was holding the rain and carrying the clouds.

There was something strange underneath him.

Zhong Liyang took a few deep breaths to suppress his impulse.

The window blew open with a whoosh, and Zhong Liyang ran away, using the heavy rain to extinguish the fire.

He never considers others when doing things, even Shen Yulou was kidnapped by him.

But now facing Lou Yueyang, who had memories of Shen Yulou's sixteen years old, and thinking of her expressions of anger or joy, he suddenly felt that forcing others was a somewhat shameful thing.

That does not work.

How could she possibly change him?

He re-entered her room.

Lou Yueyang was already awake, sitting on the bed in a daze. She was surprised to see him coming: "Mr. Zhongli, why are you here?"

She looked behind him, but there was no one there. A man and a woman were alone in the same room. He was mysterious and his methods were unfathomable, and she suddenly felt a little scared.

She moved back and touched the back of the pillow, where there was a short sword.

Zhong Liyang saw her movements and her vigilant look, and his interest suddenly lost most of it.

He said sternly: "It's nothing. I just saw the window was open just now and a black shadow flashed past. I was afraid that bad people would come in. Is there anyone?"

Lou Yueyang put down the snack a little.

"It's okay, I didn't see any black shadow."

But you, why are you here on a rainy day?

She was about to ask, but Zhong Liyang had already thought of the words: "I feel that the yang energy in my body is very thin, so I stay here, closer to the girl from Yulou, so that I feel more comfortable."

Lou Yueyang suddenly remembered this incident and felt a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongli, I forgot about it."

Zhong Liyang sat down to drink tea by himself: "It's okay, I feel much better now. You can rest if you sit for a while."

Lou Yueyang wanted to say that this was not an option, but before she spoke, Zhong Liyang seemed to know what she was thinking: "Tomorrow, Miss Yulou, please move to Qiutang Building, which is a small attic next to Fushi Building, a full moon away from where I live. If we live closer, I won't have to come over in the middle of the night to bother you."

Lou Yueyang felt that he was simply a roundworm.

She nodded in agreement: "Okay, we will move tomorrow."

Zhong Liyang nodded and left the Ziqing Palace.

The next day, because it was still raining, Xiaoyi directly brought breakfast over. As soon as Lou Yueyang finished eating, two people came over to move things.

The two men were tall and strong, and they were able to carry a large solid wood bed weighing several hundred kilograms.

Lou Yueyang was dumbfounded. She called Xiao Yi: "Is there no bed in Qiutang Building? Why are the beds even taken away?"

Xiaoyi replied: "Maybe the adults are afraid that the girl won't be able to sleep on the bed there."

This bed is made of ten thousand-year-old incorruptible wood that Madam always had trouble sleeping on. The Lord personally brought it from Guixu. It has an excellent soothing effect. No matter how good other beds are, they are not as meaningful as this bed.

Lou Yueyang was still curious, were these two men bears? How could they be so strong?

Before she could continue to ask, another maid came to invite her to the Full Moon Residence on the fifth floor of Fushi Building.

Lou Yueyang and Xiao Yi went there holding umbrellas. The fat and fair women from last time were also there. When Zhong Liyang saw her coming, he waved to her: "Come here, take a look at the clothes. Are you satisfied with them?"

Lou Yueyang looked at the clothes spread across the room and asked in surprise: "Are they all made for me?"

Zhong Liyang smiled: "Otherwise, do you think there are other women here?"

Xiaoyi and the women: "..."

"I will never be able to wear so many clothes in my life. When I return to Xiaofeng Temple, I will wear Taoist uniforms, let alone these. Mr. Zhongli should retreat when he should, and give it away when he should."

Zhong Liyang smiled, without comment, and said to the women: "Take out the clothes that Miss Yulou wants."

The leading woman took out two sets of coarse cloth clothes and presented them in front of Lou Yueyang. The clothes were uniquely tailored, and the simple coarse cloth clothes looked a little noble.

Lou Yueyang took it and thanked the woman.

The woman smiled kindly: "Girl, you don't have to be polite. If you have anything you like, you can come to us at any time. We are at Nasi Pavilion diagonally across from Qiutang Building."

Lou Yueyang responded, and Zhong Liyang asked people to take all the clothes to Qiutang Tower. Lou Yueyang could not stop him and let him go.

Two more men came in and took out a box of jewelry.

"Sir, Bidianzi, red jade, various gemstones, and pearls have been made. Please take a look, sir."

Lou Yueyang was simply stunned by his financial resources.

Zhong Liyang said: "Carry it to Miss Yulou's residence in Qiutang Tower."

Lou Yueyang quickly refused: "I can't do it, I can't do it, I won't be rewarded for no merit, and besides, it's too expensive."

Zhong Liyang looked at her and said calmly: "Young lady has done so much for me and doesn't accept gold, silver and jewelry because she wants me to pledge my life to you."