Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1805
Chapter 1805: Chapter 1785: Shengge and Feng Ling Encounter (Part 2)_1 Chapter 1805: Chapter 1785: Shengge and Feng Ling Encounter (Part 2)_1 “Feng Ling, how is Father? Has his condition improved?”
A young girl came running down the corridor and grabbed Feng Ling's arm.
“Immortal Monarch Si Ye is still treating him inside, there's no news yet.”
Feng Ling seemed accustomed to the girl's intimate actions and didn't struggle to free his arm, letting her hold onto him. A flicker of concern flashed in his eyes.
“Will something happen to Father? Ling'er is so scared.”
The girl's eyes filled with tears as she held onto Feng Ling's arm, her forehead pressed against his shoulder.
Her fragile and helpless appearance stirred compassion in others.
“Immortal Lord will be fine, he will recover.”
Feng Ling's mood was heavy, as if he was trying to comfort her and reassure himself at the same time.
“Feng Ling, I am so scared, so scared that something will really happen to Father.”
The girl sobbed: “Fortunately, I have you, or I really don't know what I would do.”
“Ling'er, don't be afraid.”
Feng Ling patted her on the back, soothing her softly: “I'll always be there.”
“Mmm.”
The girl's spirit was slightly comforted, and she sobbed softly.
Feng Ling's gaze was gentle, allowing her to lean on him, her tears soaking his clothes, seeming not to mind.
*
Shengge's face was pale, her eyes filled with tears as she clutched her chest and turned her body sideways, not wanting them to see her breakdown.
Even though she had some premonition that this day would come eventually,
Her heart still clenched painfully, so painful that she couldn't breathe.
“Feng Ling, come in.”
Si Ye's slightly hoarse voice came from the inner chamber, clearly reaching the ears of the two outside.
“He's here.”
Feng Ling, heartened, pushed the door open with the girl in tow.
Shengge took the opportunity to wipe away the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, and forced the tears back.
Seeing them enter, Si Ye rubbed his forehead tiredly: “The poison in the Immortal Lord's blood has been cleared, and his Golden Core has been temporarily sealed. Within a month, this Immortal Monarch will return from the Demon Realm as quickly as possible.”
“Thank you, Immortal Monarch.”
Feng Ling and the girl, grateful, bowed respectfully.
“Shengge, let's go.”
Si Ye glanced at the two indifferently and walked out of the chamber at a leisurely pace.
“Immortal Monarch.”
Shengge, noticing her haggard expression, hurried to catch up, concern in her eyes: “Your divine power has been greatly exhausted; do you need to rest awhile before leaving?”
“No need.”
Si Ye smiled nonchalantly and waved her hand, wrapping them in a dazzling starlight, as they left Thunderstrike Immortal Palace, flying towards the distant border between the Immortal and Demon Realms.
*
Fragrant Moon Immortal Palace, Primordial Orb.
“Master, you're going to the Demon Realm? We'll come with you.”
Ruoxie and the Demon Dragon, upon hearing the news, came sweeping through the hills and surrounded their master playfully.
“Where are the three demons?”
Si Ye was being troubled by the two creatures and rubbed her tired forehead: “Call them out; I have something to ask them.”
“Alright.”
Ruoxie agreed readily and released the three demons from the Demon Beast Pouch.
As soon as the three demons appeared, they instinctively tried to flee, but Si Ye stopped them in their tracks with a thought.
“Have any of you heard of Ghost Sparkling Heart Flower?”
Si Ye got straight to the point and asked directly: “Where can it be found in the Demon Realm?”
The three demons remained motionless, only their eyeballs moved restlessly.
“Don't even think about playing tricks.”
Ruoxie's eyebrows arched suggestively, three points of evil charm in his eyes. He took out the bamboo flute used for Beast Taming and flaunted it in front of the three demons, the threat was clear: “If you don't behave, I'll refine you into puppets to be controlled by me.”
The three demons stared at the bamboo flute for a few seconds, terrified, their eyes stopped moving and they wore an expression of despair.
Chapter end
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