After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 169 Knowing the Background

Chu Xinglan and the other two had returned to the courtyard where he and Sang Yunqi lived and sat at the stone table under the tree.

Just now, after Sang Yunqi told him his true identity, he wanted to ask a few more questions, but Sang Yunqi stopped him and told him to come back and sit down and talk slowly. This is how this scene happened.

But ever since Xuan Ling revealed his identity, he had become completely listless, with his head hung, not daring to even look at him.

Chu Xinglan took out the tea set from the bell and began to brew tea skillfully. Soon the rich tea aroma filled the entire yard.

After one of them poured a cup and pushed it in front of him, Chu Xinglan rested his chin lazily and looked at the two of them.

"So, who among you is going to tell this story?"

Xuan Ling glanced at him and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Chu Xinglan.

"Think it over before you speak. You two both have criminal records in my case. I don't want you to lie to me again."

Xuan Ling and Sang Yunqi looked at each other, and seeing Sang Yunqi nodded at him, Xuan Ling took a deep breath, thought about it, and started from the beginning of everything, when Chu Xinglan was born.

Chu Xinglan: “…”

Looking at Xuan Ling talking with an intoxicated look on his face about how well-behaved and cute he was when he was a child, Chu Xinglan felt ashamed and speechless.

Seeing that he hadn't gotten to the point for a long time, I couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted him.

"You don't need to tell me these. I know them all. Just tell me the key points."

Xuan Ling stopped talking and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, he just didn't know what to say.

How could he bring himself to tell His Majesty in front of him how miserable his childhood was, how he was forced to be sent to another world, and how his soul was still very fragile after he came back, and they were helpless?

Sang Yunqi looked at him with some disdain and pulled Chu Xinglan into his arms.

"Let me tell you. If there's anything unclear, Xuan Ling can fill it in."

Chu Xinglan leaned in Sang Yunqi's arms, listening to the clear sound like the knocking of jade, and slowly telling about his unfamiliar past.

It was not until it got dark that Sang Yunqi and Xuan Ling stopped. They had already finished three pots of tea on the table.

Chu Xinglan asked questions curiously at first, but then he fell silent and no one knew what he was thinking.

Sang Yunqi and Xuan Ling were both a little flustered, but they didn't know how to comfort her. Their hearts were in their throats and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Chu Xinglan's mood was indeed a bit complicated. Even though the two people talked in great detail, he actually didn't feel any sense of involvement. It was as if he had just been listening to other people's stories for an entire afternoon.

He had seen too many stories like this during the twenty years in the other world. It had to be said that they were a bit cliché, but he had never thought that they would happen to him.

At first he thought he was unlucky and it was difficult for him to even live as a human being.

But later he felt that he was very lucky. He met Sang Yunqi, Song Ling, Xu Zhuo, Chen Xiu, Bi Wu, Xuan Ling and others, and everyone was very nice to him.

Compared to the twenty years he spent wandering alone in another world, he obviously likes this place more. And from what Xuan Ling said, he still has his father, and so many people in the demon clan are looking forward to his return.

He looked at the two of them in confusion: "So why are you hiding this from me? You don't know that when I first came here, I was afraid that someone would find out that something was wrong with me and burn me to death as a sacrifice to the gods."

"If Master hadn't asked me if I had recovered my memory, I wouldn't have dared to use the lame excuse of losing my memory."

"Besides, when I asked you so many times before, you didn't tell me the truth, but why did you make up lies to lie to me?"

Sang Yunqi and Xuan Ling both lowered their heads guiltily, not daring to look him in the eye.

It has to be said that these two old guys who have lived for thousands of years have become as thick-skinned as a city wall. It has been a long time since they felt the feeling of shooting themselves in the foot.

The two of them talked a lot just now, but they still concealed his current physical condition from him. They didn't want him to think too much. It was already difficult for them to accept all these past events, not to mention the threat of death at any time.

So when Chu Xinglan asked this question, the two really didn't know how to answer. It would be bad to continue making up lies at this time. They themselves felt that that was a bit too much.

Chu Xinglan had just asked casually, and was really angry about their concealment, but when he saw these two people suddenly become mute, he instantly sensed something was wrong.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a chilly tone: "What else are you hiding from me?"

Xuan Ling laughed dryly and said something else: "Your Highness, you have been in the secret realm for so many days and fought a fight. You must be very tired. Do you want to go and rest first?"

Sang Yunqi quickly responded, "Yes, you probably didn't eat well in there, how about I cook for you? I'll make all your favorite dishes."

Having said that, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Xuan Ling quickly followed behind him.

After making sure that Chu Xinglan did not catch up, they both breathed a sigh of relief, and Sang Yunqi threw a big bibi on Xuan Ling's head.

"Look at what you've done. It's more trouble than success. What should we do now?"

"I promised him that I would not lie to him again. I can't explain this. You go."

Xuan Ling held his head and glared at him indignantly: "You are still his master, and the relationship is much closer than mine, and you hugged and embraced the little prince, and I didn't say anything."

Sang Yunqi looked at the other half of his head that was not hidden, and went up to give him another big punch.

"I've been talking about this for the whole afternoon, and my voice is almost hoarse. This is an internal matter of your demon clan, and you are a participant. If you don't speak up, who will?"

Xuan Ling let out a breath, found a bench to sit down, and said dejectedly.

"What should I say? Should I tell the truth? I can't say it. We don't have any good solutions right now. We can only let him take care of himself slowly."

"If I really tell him, he will definitely think too much. Wouldn't it be better to make him happy?"

Sang Yunqi's shoulders also slumped, and he sat down next to him. For a moment, both of them were speechless, but the sadness on their faces showed how conflicted they were.

When the last ray of light was swallowed up by the darkness, Sang Yunqi looked at the hazy moon in the sky and spoke.

"I still have to say this. Fan Lou already knows his identity. He targeted Xing Lan this time because of me. Maybe he will go after you next time. It will be a huge blow to Xing Lan if he hears this without any preparation."

"The original power I injected last time was quite effective. Even if there is something unexpected, I am here, so we will not be helpless."