Help, I was forced into marriage by a monster!

Feng Qi felt that he didn't have any good qualities, but if he insisted on looking for them, he would probably be very stubborn.

Even though Song Yinzhi had mercilessly shut him at the door last night, he still passed by the next day.

The demon world coincides with the rainy season, and the heat of late autumn fades away, bringing with it a bit of damp chill.

Song Yinzhi hadn't eaten anything since he came to the Demon Realm, and he was already so hungry that his chest was on his stomach, but because of face, he could only sit in the room and wait for others to ask him to eat.

But the monsters in the demon world seem to live like drinking morning dew and eating fallen flowers every day, they don't need to eat at all. Song Yinzhi has been here for two days, and no one has come to ask him to eat.

He rubbed his growling stomach and walked around the room, looking for something to cushion it.

But this room is so clean, not to mention the food, there is not even a little food residue visible, as if living in a vacuum environment.

Song Yinzhi searched around, but to no avail, so he sat on the bed and felt his stomach, his mind was full of Dongpo's knuckle and jade belt shrimp, thinking, he was even more hungry.

He buried his head in the pillow, blinked his eyes, and listened to the pattering rain outside, feeling drowsy gradually.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Song Yinzhi suddenly opened his eyes in fright.

The strange noise seemed to come from the door.

Song Yinzhi rubbed his eyes, put on his shoes and got out of bed, and walked to the door. With the lessons learned from last time, he took the initiative to ask this time:

"who's that."

The only response to him outside the door was the disturbing light rain.

Song Yinzhi gently opened a crack in the door, and peeked out through the crack——

Um?It seems that there is no one, did I hear wrong?

So comforting himself, he was about to close the door——

As soon as he casually lowered his head, he saw standing outside the door...Little Xueqiu.

At that moment, Song Yinzhi's heart skipped a beat.

In the wet rainy season, Xiao Xueqiu's hair was drenched by the light rain, and her big golden eyes became brighter after being washed by the rain.

He looked up at Song Yinzhi, and there was still a small pink flower soaked in rain and dew in his white and tender hands.

"Da." He raised his little hand, stood on tiptoe, and tried his best to send the little pink flower to Song Yinzhi's hand.

Although, it would be fine if he didn't come out like this. Looking at Xiao Xueqiu, Song Yinzhi remembered the days when he was foolishly cheated by him in the past, and his anger came from it, and his heart burst into flames.

He slammed the door hard.

Little Xueqiu was standing at the door, wearing wet little clothes, holding the little flower in his hand and maintaining the same posture just now, motionless.

After a long time, little Xueqiu finally withdrew his wet and cold little hand, because it was soaked by the rain, and now his whole body was cold, and his small body was shaking non-stop. He looked at the closed door in front of him, feeling a sense of loss.

"If you have this time, you might as well grab two beautiful clothes, and don't be compared to your younger brother on the day of the ceremony." Song Yinzhi said coldly through the door.

Little Xueqiu took a deep breath maturely, staggered to the window, stood on tiptoe and pushed open the window with all his might.

Song Yinzhi was sulking over there, when suddenly he saw the window next to him open by itself, and then a small hand stretched in, still holding the little pink flower stubbornly in his hand.

Song Yinzhi walked over quickly, and saw the little guy holding on to the window sill, trying to force the flower into his hands. His stubborn and wrinkled eyebrows, and his little face washed by the rain looked like delicate and charming.

"Da da da." There were three da in a row, and the tone was extremely firm.

"Don't do this, it's boring." Song Yinzhi took the little pink flower in his hand, threw it out of the window, took his little hand off the window sill, closed the window and locked it.

The pink and tender little flower was lying in the rain at this moment, pitiful.

Song Yinzhi tried to take a deep breath, trying to ease the complicated emotions.

On the one hand, I was overjoyed to see the little Xueqiu whom I had been thinking about again; but on the other hand, I felt angry when I thought that he was the villain who used the little baby to trick me into sympathy.

However, it still seems to be reluctant to give up a little more.

He is now in the form of a baby, and his physical response is also in the state of a baby. He is so small, and he has been outside in the rain. What if he gets sick?

Song Yinzhi pursed his lips, and the two villains in his heart were hugging each other on the ground and fighting fiercely.

But in the end, the kind villain defeated the evil little devil.

Maybe there is no need to fight at all, and I already have a definite answer in my heart.

Song Yinzhi hurried to the closet, pulled out a piece of thick clothes, and rushed to open the door while holding it.

"Xiaoxue..."

The moment the door was opened, there was no one outside.

Looking at the puddles formed under the eaves and the empty ground, he hugged the clothes in his hands tightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, he was still too stupid.

****

Originally thought that Feng Qi was a resilient person, if he failed twice, if he failed twice, he would do it ten times and a hundred times, but inexplicably, since the day Xiao Fenhua was thrown into the rain, he has not appeared again.

In fact, Song Yinzhi was secretly prodding and even looking forward to his reappearance.

But unfortunately, no.

The formation ceremony is imminent, Feng Qi is nowhere to be seen, but Feng Chen has been running here a lot.

It has been two days since Song Yinzhi came to the demon world, and it was the first time he ate a warm meal.

Song Yinzhi didn't talk to him, but just ate the mediocre food by himself. It looked delicious, but every mouthful he swallowed was extremely obscure.

Sure enough, the mood will affect the appetite.

"Brother, monsters actually don't eat very much, and their food is different from the world. You were the one who took care of me before. This time, I want to make something good for you. Is it to your liking?" Feng Chen sat on the side, Looking at Song Yinzhi, who seemed to be "eating like a feast", he smiled with crooked brows and eyes.

Song Yinzhi nodded absently.

"It's so complicated to make human food, I've learned it for a long time." Feng Chen said, intentionally or unintentionally, showing his injured hand from cooking to Song Yinzhi's eyes.

Song Yinzhi just glanced at him without expressing any attitude.

Feng Chen showed his loneliness, so he could only retract his hand in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "I just passed by the lobby and saw the dress you are going to wear tomorrow. I'm so excited. I think brother will look really good in it."

The corners of Song Yinzhi's mouth twitched, as if he didn't want to discuss such unnutritious topics with him.

"Brother, why don't you speak? Did I say something wrong again?"

Come, come, the standard Feng Chen-style tone came to Song Yinzhi with a sense of green tea.

"No, please don't ask this question again in the future."

Hearing these words, Feng Chen's small face instantly collapsed, and a trace of water vapor covered his eyes;

"why."

Song Yinzhi didn't know how to explain it, but felt tired.

"Just...you will make me feel guilty if you ask me like this." Is it okay to say that?

Feng Chen didn't know if he had taken the wrong medicine, he slowly groped over with his thin white hands, and accurately found Song Yinzhi's hand and held it in the palm of his hand, his little face was flushed, and he began to stammer.

"Brother, actually, don't feel guilty about me, I just want to say, I, I really like it..."

"I'm full." Just when Feng Chen was about to say that word, Song Yinzhi interrupted him in time, withdrew his hand, picked up the rice bowl and prepared to send it to the kitchen.

The footsteps gradually faded away, only Feng Chen was left in the huge room, who was still keeping his hand out.

The temperature in the palm of his hand cooled down little by little.

After a long while, he clenched his hands silently, the red tide on his face faded in an instant, and there was a trace of coolness in his eyes, as if the tense and cautious appearance just now was all faked.

Feng Chen sneered, stood up slowly, looked at the few dishes left on the table, raised his hand expressionlessly and swept the plate on the ground.

Eat your mother than.

****

On the day of the forming ceremony of the Demon King, the entire demon world celebrated together, and all the company stores put up the signs of "one day off", and blocked the entrance of Feng's mansion to witness this grand occasion with their own eyes.

The entire Feng family mansion was decorated like a wedding, filled with red silk lanterns everywhere, and there were a lot of guests. Everyone worked hard to prepare the best gifts they could give, just to be in front of the demon king. Dangling around to earn some eye-catching.

"Mother-in-law, congratulations." The deer-headed monster came to congratulate with several large boxes of gold, silver and jewelry.

And Feng's mother was also dressed up beautifully. She was already gorgeous under the exquisite makeup, and she was even more stunning. With a slight smile, most of the guests were overwhelmed.

"You're too polite to give me so many things." Mother Feng covered her smile with a folding fan, and there was a hint of slyness in the corners of her slender and upturned eyes.

"Today is your son's big day, of course I have to prepare a generous gift to be able to afford your son's status, right?"

Several people boasted to each other in business, showing a harmonious look.

In the huge room, Song Yinzhi was sitting in front of the mirror, and beside him stood two little monsters who were slapping his face left and right.

On the other hand, the shining mirror reflected Song Yinzhi's expressionless face.

"Oh, today is such a good day, you should be happier." The squinting rabbit spirit looked extremely excited, as if it was not Song Yinzhi who formed the knot but her.

Song Yinzhi reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Look at your face, you better stop laughing." Rabbit Jing sighed, picked up a makeup brush and brushed powder on Song Yinzhi's face.

The dress is unfolded, it is traditional Chinese clothing, but it seems a bit like Shikigami clothing, with many elements, gorgeous and exaggerated.

The little maidservant, the snake spirit, helped Song Yinzhi put on the cumbersome clothes, tidied up a little, then covered her cheeks excitedly, and blurted out the words unconsciously:

"Wow! I used to think that human beings are extremely ugly, but now it seems that they are not as bad as the legends say."

Song Yinzhi couldn't smile, looked at himself in the mirror, and even sighed deeply.

"Sir, be happy. It's almost done here. When the good time arrives, we'll take you out." Two little monsters were chattering aside, making Song Yinzhi's head hurt from the noise.

As soon as the voice on this side fell, the bell on the other side rang majestically.

The two little maids screamed, and immediately came over to help Song Yinzhi go out one by one.

This feeling, I have to say, is really weird.

The moment the door opened, a large number of guests were seen thronging through the long dark night under the colorful lights.

Song Yinzhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back.

It's just that under the bright lights, the hazy moonlight casts a tall figure, with light-colored long hair bound by a delicate jade belt, and a handsome figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist set off by tailored clothes.

In a trance, Song Yinzhi seemed to see a rare and stunning beauty in the world, his heart moved, and even amidst the crowd, he still heard his own heartbeat like thunder.

That figure seemed to have magical powers, pulling him forward unconsciously, with rapid steps.

Is it Feng Qi?

Even though he still couldn't forgive him in his heart, he still had a little bit of expectation for him like this.

Like telepathy, the man standing in the tower surrounded by carved wooden fences slowly turned around.

The moment he saw that person's face, Song Yinzhi's original heart calmed down instantly.

Oh, I got it wrong, it's not Feng Qi, it's just that the two brothers look too much alike.

Seeing Song Yinzhi, Feng Chen stepped down from the tower in three steps, walked quickly to him, took a hand, put it on his lips and kissed:

"Brother, you look so good today."

Song Yinzhi's scalp was numb.

"Oh, you can't wait? Go back and stand up, don't break the rules." Mother Feng blamed with a smile.

Feng Chen put down his hand, and showed him a smile that fascinated all living beings (this sentient beings do not include Song Yinzhi), and then took Song Yinzhi's hand, with an extremely gentle tone:

"Brother, will you go up with me?"

"What's the rush, your elder brother hasn't come here yet." Mother Feng took a step forward, pulled Feng Chen's hand away, and glared at him with feigned anger, "Sooner or later, it's all yours, don't be ashamed here."

Song Yinzhi lowered his head and did not speak.

"Feng Qi is a real kid. I don't know how early it is for such a big day. What time is it? The ceremony is about to begin." Feng's mother glanced at the bell tower, but she didn't find Feng Qi's figure, so she stretched out The long neck looks around in the crowd.

It wasn't until he heard Feng Qi's name that Song Yinzhi's face turned slightly human.

He raised his eyes and followed without a trace to find Feng Qi's figure in the crowd.

But after looking around, I didn't see anyone.

"Hurry up and urge him, the time is coming soon." Mother Feng stretched out her hand and pushed the little maid next to her, her tone anxious.

The little maid got the order and ran away without a trace.

Time passed minute by minute, seeing that the so-called good time was approaching, but Feng Qi still didn't show up.

After a long time, the little maid came back in a hurry, before she could catch her breath, she hurriedly said to Mother Feng:

"Mother-in-law, I searched around, but I didn't see the eldest young master. The maid who served him said that he had gone out early in the morning, so he thought he came to the tower early."

Hearing this, almost everyone's eyes immediately focused on the little maid.

Seeing this, the little maid shrank her neck timidly: "I'll look for it again."

Mother Feng's eyes changed and became fierce. She turned her head and whispered to the guards behind her, "You all go over and look for me. I want to see him in five minutes."

After that, he raised his neck proudly: "I don't believe it, and I turned against him."

All the guests stretched their necks and waited for the other protagonist of this ceremony, but until the bell rang and it was time for the ceremony, they did not find any clues about Feng Qi.

It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air, without even leaving a breath behind.