Morning Star

Chapter 297 No need to explain anymore. I don’t want to hear it anymore.

In addition, Mo Xinglan had just taken over the Demon Realm and had not yet gone through the succession ceremony and officially become the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm was huge, with many demons. Mo Xinglan looked young and had injuries on his body. There would always be demons who only submitted to him on the surface but did not believe in him behind his back.

He is now the focus of all demons, and everything he does will affect his position and prestige in the hearts of the demons.

And he is half-demon, so this should have an impact, right?

If he were to marry a human like her at this critical juncture, it would definitely cause public outrage.

And to be honest, he is a little young now. It's not that she dislikes it, it's the truth, because her body is younger than his, she can't accept it. At least he should be one or two years older.

However, in addition to the Chu family and age, Mo Xinglan had also considered these two points long ago, but he still made such a decision.

Because he knew that the blood of the Demon Lord flowing in his body had a blood suppression effect on all the demons in the Demon Realm. Even if he and Chujiu got married, no demon would dare to disobey him.

Before he fell in love with her, it was hatred that kept him alive, but after he fell in love with her, it was her that kept him alive.

The revenge for the murder of his father and mother and the humiliation was certainly important, and he would never forget it, but one thing first, he wanted to marry her because he wanted to be the most important person to her and have an inseparable bond with her.

This way, if one day she suddenly changes her mind and wants to leave, she might stay for him a little longer because of this bond, so that he won't do something she's afraid of.

So when Jiu said this, he didn't care.

"I know, but you don't need to worry. They don't dare to protest." He said sincerely, fearing that she would have reservations. "Throughout history, the demons who have become demon lords have blood that suppresses other demons."

He paused, looked at her with a serious expression and continued, "Although I am half-demon, it will not affect the power of my bloodline."

He hadn't said that the blood power in his body seemed to be stronger than any previous demon king. But it was just a seeming, he couldn't be sure so he didn't say it.

He was also confused about the fact that he was a half-demon but his bloodline power did not weaken but strengthened. But it was not important.

Chujiu was surprised by his words. Her worries about him gradually subsided.

But she still didn't intend to agree.

But he couldn't say it directly, so he thought for a while and sighed: "Xingxing, I think it's better to take a long-term view on this matter."

"..." The expectation in his eyes had faded, and his dark eyes stared at her indifferently.

Chujiu glanced at him and continued under pressure: "Well, you may not know that in our world, men and women are considered adults at the age of 18, and men can only get married when they are 22 years old and women can only get married when they are 20 years old. Look, you are only 17 years old now, and my body just turned 16 today. You are really too young."

However, Chujiu was not happy when he was asked about his age. Being too young was a pain for him, and it was something he could not change.

He frowned in annoyance and said, "I will be eighteen in just two months. Not seventeen."

"The twin who comes out first is called the older brother or sister. Your two months are many times longer than their one or two hours. How can it be ignored?" She suddenly felt that he was childish in his emphasis on his age, and couldn't help wanting to tease him. After all, opportunities are rare.

Mo Xinglan frowned in frustration, staring at her angrily but not knowing what to say. He was like a child who was bullied by an adult and had no reason to refute, so he could only feel wronged alone.

Looking at her smug look, he bit his back teeth.

Thinking of something, he smiled again: "But you are not in your world now, you are in the Demon Realm. And no matter in the Demon Realm or Hualing, there is no rule about age limit for marriage. You don't have the final say."

"..."

The smug look on her face suddenly froze, and she became immediately angry. She folded her arms across her chest, turned her head away angrily, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She was thinking about him, but he only wanted to get married. Another thing was that she was angry that he didn't consider her feelings in this matter.

Mo Xinglan narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, his eyes dimmed: "So, do you think I'm too young, or do you simply don't want to get married to me?"

So she said before that she would not leave him...

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a headache and dizziness.

He placed his hands on the table inconspicuously and supported his forehead with one hand.

He didn't want to think that way, but her behavior really made him doubt her.

His movements were so natural that Chujiu didn't notice it, and his mind was still on what he had just said.

Alarm bells immediately rang, and he quickly said, "I don't mean that. I want to marry you, but I also have my concerns."

She took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and analyzed: "After all, you see, as the saying goes, marriage is a big deal. You have to discuss it with your family and choose an auspicious date together. Right? So, I think it's better to wait a little longer."

When she said this, she only thought of tactfully expressing that it was not appropriate to get married now and that they should choose another day to get married. She completely forgot that his parents were no longer involved in the matter.

Therefore, as soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xinglan's eyes turned cold, and his face turned pale. The corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of self-mockery as he murmured, "Family..."

He doesn't have any family members? Who can he consult?

Didn't he know that marriage was a big deal? Didn't he want his parents to choose an auspicious date for him and her? Didn't he want his parents to witness his wedding?

If possible, he would rather exchange half of his life for their appearance for even a quarter of an hour.

But there is no if.

Mo Xinglan's voice was very soft when he said those three words, but the surroundings were very quiet, so Chujiu heard it clearly.

Only then did I realize that I had said the wrong thing.

My heart trembled and I quickly apologized: "Xingxing, I'm not that..."

"That's enough." He suddenly interrupted her softly. His voice was hoarse and contained a hint of forbearance. "No need to explain anymore. I don't want to hear it anymore."

"..."

Chujiu, who was about to open his mouth to speak again, froze in place after hearing his last sentence.

She lowered her head, feeling very upset. She was angry, unwilling, and aggrieved.

Why couldn't he consider her feelings? Why was he in such a hurry to get married? Marriage was such an important matter, why didn't he give her some time to think about it?

The cold wind blew the surrounding objects like a knife. The light balls hanging around the pavilion shivered and shook, and from time to time, a few of them collided with each other, adding a little noise to the silent night.

Mo Xinglan sat there for a while, tightly holding the hand on his leg, and laughed to himself.

He put down the hand that was supporting his forehead, frowned slightly, and covered his lips with his sleeve.

He closed his eyes tiredly and stood up using his other hand to support himself on the table.

Without saying anything else, he walked around her and out of the pavilion.