The host is forced to marry every day

Yuan Yao didn't know him, but she knew the man's identity when she saw Qingxia bowed to the man and called "General".

He was Wei Meng, the Demon General who accompanied Ning Zhao to sweep Huayu Mountain that day.

During the 100 years of Ning Zhao's absence, it was he who helped guard the magic palace from being invaded by villains.

Therefore, as Ning Zhao's capable right-hand man, there is no doubt about his loyalty.

However, looking at his stern expression and mighty and burly figure, Yuan Yao swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little fear from the bottom of her heart.

A good-for-nothing like her, I guess he would die if he slapped her...

Unexpectedly, when Wei Meng saw Yuan Yao, he suddenly put away his murderous aura, and instead raised his hand to his chest, saluted with a respectful expression, "Ma'am."

Yuan Yao pulled out a smile, "General, you don't need to be too polite."

Wei Meng nodded again, and then left without looking sideways.

After he left, Yuan Yao also continued to walk forward and entered the main hall.

It was her first time here, so she was taken aback when she entered.

I also roughly understood what Qingxia meant by "gloomy".

The palace was very empty. Even though there were torches on both sides, it still couldn't illuminate the entire space, instead it was so dark that it was a bit gloomy.

And Ning Zhao was wearing a black dragon robe, leaning on the demon throne in the center of the hall, propping his head on one hand, half of his body was hidden in the darkness, looking unreachable and extremely dangerous.

It was as if he was not the same person as the Ning Zhao she knew.

He was dozing off with his eyes closed at the moment, and he didn't raise his eyebrows when he heard the movement, he just said lazily, "What else do you want to say?"

Yuan Yao stood where she was, neither walked over nor made a sound.

Ning Zhao waited for a while, but didn't get an answer, so he frowned.

He opened his eyes a little impatiently, but was stunned the moment he saw her, and then he stood up and ran to her, with a look of surprise and bewilderment in his eyes, "You, why are you here?" gone?"

Looking at his expectant look, Yuan Yao said slowly, "...I miss you."

Ning Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, and the corners of his lips curled up happily, but he hummed and teased softly, "Didn't I just see you at noon? I can't bear it now? Sure enough, I still have to put you Just take it with you..."

"..."

Yuan Yao glanced at him silently, coughed lightly, "Actually, I don't think so, you should go busy with your business, I'll go back first..."

As he said that, he was about to turn around.

"no!"

Ning Zhao became anxious immediately.

As soon as he grabbed her hand, he turned around and pulled her towards the Demon King's throne.

After he sat down, he pressed her onto his lap, then hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and whimpered, "It's all here, it's too much to leave without a hug... "

Yuan Yao couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you afraid that someone will come in and see?"

"So what if you see it?" Ning Zhao replied without hesitation, "You are my wife, and it is only right and proper to be close to me."

Yuan Yao heard the words, but suddenly remembered the scene when she met Wei Meng just now.

She suddenly became curious, "Your ministers and subjects...why would you agree to my marriage with you?"

However, when Ning Zhao heard her question, his tone was more puzzled than her, "Marriage is a matter between you and me, why should they agree?"