My Demon Queen

Chapter 190 Roast Rabbit

After Mo Qingcheng staggered back to the wooden house, he could no longer hold back and vomited a large mouthful of blood. The blood splattered on the wooden floor, like a bunch of blooming red plums, shocking.

The overloaded spiritual power and the destruction of the origin of life came like a surging tide, and the pain in the soul was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart. All these pains intertwined together made Mo Qingcheng unable to bear it any longer.

Mo Qingcheng supported herself on the wooden floor with one trembling hand, her delicate body shaking violently like a fallen leaf in the wind.

She was breathing heavily, staring blankly at the empty wooden house. Her red pupils were filled with calmness, without a trace of life.

Mo Qingcheng slowly sat down in the middle of the wooden house, with her back to the door, looking at the small courtyard that looked like but not like the empress's palace. Memories of the past came flooding back like a tide.

The laughter, quarrels, warmth and sweetness of the past have now turned into sharp blades that pierce the heart.

There was a hint of moisture in her eyes, and finally she just closed her eyes helplessly.

As Ye An slowly came to the wooden house, he saw the shocking pool of blood at the door. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The blood was so red that it made his heart ache suddenly.

"What on earth did I do?"

Ye An murmured in his heart, his face instantly turned pale as paper. He looked up at Mo Qingcheng who was standing with her back to him in the wooden house. For a moment, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

His hands were clenched tightly into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood was slowly seeping out, but he was completely unaware.

After all, it was his words that hurt Mo Qingcheng. What should he do now to make up for his mistake? What should he do to make it seem as if nothing had happened?

Ye An felt as if there were millions of ants gnawing at his heart, and he struggled immensely.

It was just as Ye Quan said, when he said those words, he really didn't leave himself any wiggle room.

"Are you really going to leave like I said?"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng's lonely back and asked himself over and over again in his heart.

His eyes were full of entanglement and confusion, and his brows were tightly furrowed, forming a deep "川" character.

Mo Qingcheng seemed to sense Ye An standing at the door. Her body trembled slightly and she turned her head slowly. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and their eyes met in the air.

Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng looking at him, and he panicked. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He lowered his head awkwardly, his eyes wandering around in panic, as if he was desperately looking for an ant hole to avoid Mo Qingcheng's gaze. His face turned red, like a ripe apple.

Mo Qingcheng just glanced at Ye An indifferently, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without a single ripple, she said nothing, without any expression, and then turned her head and continued to close her eyes. At that moment, it seemed as if the air around her was frozen, cold and depressing.

When Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng's indifferent eyes and lonely back, his heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

He bit his lips until they were almost bleeding, and couldn't help but roar in his heart.

"Damn it, I don't care about my face anymore. I won't leave. Anyway, I have never had the face to show in front of her."

After Ye An finished roaring in his heart, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

His chest heaved violently, as if he was trying to suppress the waves in his heart.

He looked around and saw that he had caught the rabbit. His eyes lit up and he ran over like the wind.

Mo Qingcheng felt Ye An running away and thought that Ye An was gone. Suddenly, she felt a strange feeling in her heart, as if an invisible hand was pinching her heart.

The pain in her soul deepened at this moment, causing Mo Qingcheng to frown. There were beads of sweat on her fair forehead, which slid down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothes, leaving a small stain.

Even so, Mo Qingcheng resisted the urge to look back. She bit her lower lip so hard that it almost drew blood. She endured the discomfort and did not allow herself to open her eyes or look back.

"Little rabbit, please, I really can't find a way out. Please make yourself smell better!"

Ye An squatted in front of the dead rabbit, clasped his hands together, and prayed devoutly. His eyes were full of expectation and helplessness.

"Do you want to listen to yourself and see if what you say is human?"

Ye Quan complained to Ye An in his consciousness without words, his voice full of disdain and helplessness.

I thought Ye An would come up with some good ideas, but after thinking about it, he was just being shameless. Now he even expects the rabbit to become more fragrant on its own. It's just... disgusting.

"What can I do? I'm just a child. I can't bring myself to ask her for forgiveness, but I can ask her for forgiveness indirectly. You don't understand, single dog."

While Ye An was cleaning the rabbit's body, he replied to Ye Quan in his mind. His movements were a little clumsy, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the rabbit's body.

"Tsk, only you can say such shameless words." Ye Quan said with contempt.

"If you want to maintain your dignity in a relationship, you're a fool. If you want to maintain your dignity, then what's the point of having a relationship? Relationships are just... Never mind. You won't understand even if I tell you. Just wait and see."

Ye An said with a smile. He had already made plans in his mind. He quickly processed the rabbit's fur and began to search for the formation he had used before in his mind.

Although the memory has not been fully restored, fortunately most of the memory of the formation has returned.

"I will watch you quietly and see how you can ease the relationship between you two." Ye Quan said.

Ye An ignored Ye Quan's teasing and quickly found the formation he had learned.

Then, according to the method he remembered, he closed his eyes, and flexibly changed the finger gestures. A fire formation slowly formed in front of him. The hot flames danced, reflecting his determined face.

Then, he took out a paper fan, made some finger gestures with one hand, lightly tapped the paper fan, and summoned the void formation.

After searching for a while, Ye An found the seasoning substitute he had found in the Tianlin Mountains before.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

After some hard work, a roasted rabbit was finally ready.

Ye An looked at the fragrant and juicy roasted rabbit and couldn't help swallowing. He carefully placed the rabbit on the wooden tray he had just made and nodded with satisfaction.

"Ye Quan, watch out, I'll teach you how to save your relationship."

Ye An was full of confidence, holding the tray and walking towards the wooden house.

His steps were firm and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Ye Quan snorted disdainfully, waiting to see how Ye An would be slapped in the face.

Halfway through the walk, Ye An stopped, his face full of thought.

"Oh, I died before I could accomplish my mission!" Ye Quan laughed in his mind.

"Go, go, go, I just remembered that something seemed to be missing... Oh, my peach blossom wine, let me see if it's there."

Ye An slapped his forehead, remembering that he couldn't have barbecue without wine. He then used a paper fan to open the void formation and began to search anxiously inside.

After searching for a long time, I found one jar, and the rest were all in the Demon Queen's Palace.

“It’s just a small jar!”

Ye An looked at the small jar, which was only two times bigger than his fist, with a speechless look on his face. He shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Thinking that having something is better than having nothing, he put it on the tray and continued walking towards Mo Qingcheng.

At this time, Mo Qingcheng closed his eyes, suppressing the discomfort, and he seemed to be trapped in an endless abyss of darkness.

Her face was as pale as frost and snow in the cold winter, completely bloodless. Beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead kept rolling down like pearls that had broken off a string, flowing down her delicate yet lifeless cheeks, instantly wetting her clothes at the collar.

She clenched her teeth tightly, her lips were bitten pale as paper and bloodless, the muscles on her face twitched slightly with pain, every subtle expression was filled with the look of trying hard to endure the pain, she looked like a lone boat struggling alone in the strong wind and huge waves, it made people feel distressed.

But then, a rich and tempting fragrance rushed into Mo Qingcheng's nose without warning, making her a little stunned.

Her tightly furrowed brows first relaxed a little, then slowly relaxed. Her tightly closed eyes also opened very slowly, like a long-dormant flower bud slowly blooming.

A hint of doubt and surprise appeared in Mo Qingcheng's originally dull eyes.

She turned her head and looked towards the direction of the smell, and saw a wooden tray with a roasted rabbit that was golden, crispy and sizzling with oil. The rabbit's skin was roasted to a charred fragrance, giving off a mouth-watering aroma. There was also a small jar of opened peach blossom wine. The aroma of the wine was subtle and intoxicating, mixed with the mellow aroma of the barbecue, as if it had a magical power that made people instantly intoxicated.

Mo Qingcheng just watched all this quietly for a long time without any movement.

Her eyes were complex and deep, like turbulent waves hidden beneath a calm lake, making it difficult to understand what she was thinking.

Her eyes lingered on the roasted rabbit and peach blossom wine, and her thoughts seemed to drift to the distant past. The scenes in her memories flashed through her mind one by one.

Ye An stood at the door, half-hiding his body, and cautiously poked his head out.

His eyes were wide open, watching Mo Qingcheng's reaction without blinking, his eyes were full of tension and expectation, as if he was waiting for a crucial trial. His heart was beating hard, and the "thump, thump, thump" sound of his heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent air, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

His hands were unconsciously clenched tightly, his palms were full of sweat, and the corners of his clothes were soaked.

"That's it? Coward."

Ye Quan complained silently in his consciousness space, his voice full of disdain and helplessness.

"you shut up."

Ye An replied angrily in his heart. At this moment, all his thoughts were on Mo Qingcheng, and he had no time to pay attention to Ye Quan's ridicule.

He was so nervous that his breathing became rapid and his chest heaved violently like a bellows.

Mo Qingcheng caught a glimpse of Ye An looking at her with his body half covered. Although she couldn't see Ye An's specific expression, she could clearly feel Ye An's breathing becoming rapid and disordered due to nervousness.

That breath was like a gust of wind, disturbing her already restless heart.

Mo Qingcheng didn't understand why Ye An did this, nor did she understand what Ye An meant by this.

"Is this what mortals call a parting meal? If you want to leave, just leave. Why do this?"

Mo Qingcheng thought to herself, feeling a little annoyed.

She waved her jade hand lightly, seemingly casually but with a hint of imperceptible anger, and pushed the roasted rabbit back to the door.

Afterwards, she turned her head back and continued to regulate her breathing with her eyes closed, but her eyelashes trembled slightly under her tightly closed eyes, revealing her inner unrest.

However, for some reason, her heart unconsciously felt a little lighter, and the pain in her soul seemed to be weakened at this moment.

Ye An looked down at the roasted rabbit being pushed back, and stood there for a moment. His eyes were full of loss and confusion, his mouth was slightly open, and his lips were trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Ye An's eyes gradually became dim, like a star that had lost its light in the night sky.

"Tsk, it looks like I failed!"

Ye Quan said with a gloating tone, and the voice sounded particularly harsh in Ye An's mind.

"Why? Do you really want me to leave?"

Ye An did not answer Ye Quan, but just stared blankly at the plate of roasted rabbit, asking the same question over and over again in his heart.

At this moment, his world seemed to become quiet in an instant. Only his own voice kept echoing, but no one answered him. Even Ye Quan stopped gloating and watched quietly in his consciousness space without making any sound.

Ye An seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He leaned against the door frame and slowly slid down.

His legs were bent weakly and he sat on the ground, staring at the sky with empty eyes.

The clouds floating in the sky also lost their shape and meaning in his eyes.

The two of them were like this, one in the wooden house with his back to the door, and the other at the door with his back to the wooden house. No one spoke, and no one moved.

Only the dish of rabbit, emitting a faint fragrance filling the air, was ignored.

The fragrance gradually dissipated in the wind, as if carrying with it the thousands of unspoken words between the two people, disappearing into the silent atmosphere.