d not like him anymore, he would be nothing.

are you really ignoring me?” Yan Yuan stepped forward with red eyes.

He knew his sadness was unjustified, the person he loved was Ning Zhiyu, so who cares if Xuan Long had changed his heart.
However, it was just hard for him, very hard, as if he had lost his most precious treasure.

Hu Le laughed coldly and raised his hand, a white light appeared in the air and shot Yan Yuan far away: “Do you really think you're some kind of figurehead? Get as far away as you can, there are no demons here willing to spoil you.
I'm not going to kill you for the sake of Han Po.”

Yan Yuan staggered backwards and bumped into the wardrobe, he steadied himself and limped forward, “A'Po, don't ignore me…”

“Go away.” Xuan Long's eyes fell on the brocade quilt.

“I'm not going…” Yan Yuan said hoarsely.

Xuan Long: “That man must be waiting for you.”

Both of them knew who the person he was talking about was.

But Yan Yuan was so stubborn.

“I won't leave until you go back with me.”

After going back to the original point, Xuan Long knew that there was no point in continuing this conversation with Yan Yuan, so he stopped talking.

He had not slept all night, and was so weak both mentally and physically that he passed out before he could lie down, and Hu Le tucked him in.

Yan Yuan stepped forward to see him, but Hu Le rose to block him, and the cold light in the latter's ice-blue eyes was like a sword as he lowered his voice and said, “If you dare to disturb him, I will whip you to death.”

If eyes could kill, both sides would have killed each other a million times over by now.
Yan Yuan was shaking with anger: “You vixen…”

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“I didn't expect you, a dog emperor with shit in his head, to have some eyesight, I am a fox spirit.” Hu Le tsked and laughed.
“What? Never seen a demon as beautiful as me, right? You're so wide eyed, if you stare again, you'll be in trouble.” 


“You what, get lost!”

Hu Le’s long whip circled Yan Yuan's waist, threw him out, and at the same time, the door to the room closed and a layer of fluctuating transparent barrier appeared outside, a boundary.

Yan Yuan fell heavily to the ground, his leg bones in severe pain, and he did not get up for a long time.
He struggled to get up against the pain when a large pile of thick firewood appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

Hu Le threw his axe to the ground and clapped his hands, “Chop this pile of firewood.”

“Don't even think about it.” Yan Yuan looked up with scarlet eyes.

Hu Le laughed, “Fine, no lunch until you finish.
If you want to stay, you have to work, there's no such thing as free food.”

“……” Yan Yuan had never been so humiliated before, and his hands were embedded deep in his palms.

“Even the emperor will have to be obedient when it comes to me.” Hu Le kicked the axe on the ground towards Yan Yuan.
“Don't make things difficult for yourself.”

He could not force the man away, but it was easy to give him some pain, and if he did not hurt his flesh, he would not cause trouble for Xuan Long, which was good.
Leaving his words behind, Hu Le disappeared into the small courtyard and went to the kitchen to prepare food for Xuan Long.

Yan Yuan got up from the ground with difficulty, his originally clean white robe was scuffed, the hem of his coat was dirty, and his hair was in disarray; there was no trace of his dignified imperial posture.
He turned to look at the house that was surrounded by a boundary, knowing that he could not enter, so he did not bother to do anything useless. 

After standing in place for a long time, he finally picked up the heavy axe.

Having grown up in a life of luxury, with thousands of people waiting on him, he had never done this kind of rough work before.
Before chopping even a few pieces of wood, his delicate palms were worn by the rough axe, and they were hot and painful.

After chopping firewood all morning, the smell of food wafted out of the house when it was time for lunch.

His stomach growled indignantly.
Yan Yuan pursed his dry lips, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from the corner of his forehead, and continued chopping wood.

Inside the house.

Xuan Long sat down at the table and Hu Le set the dishes in front of him.

“Is he gone?”

Hu Le's chopsticks, which were serving Xuan Long's food, stopped and he frowned, “…

Xuan Long looked up.

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Hu Le snorted coldly, “I saw that he was too idle and assigned him some work to do.”


The door to the room suddenly opened, the boundary dispersed, and Hu Le walked out of the house.

Yan Yuan stopped moving and turned his head to look expressionlessly.

Hu Le walked up to him, looked at the unevenly chopped firewood on the floor, and snorted, “And the emperor, you're so clumsy, you can't even chop firewood properly, there's no use for a bird.” (Angel: Bird is used as derogatory slang for useless.)


“Go in and eat.”

Yan Yuan followed Hu Le into the house in silence, and when he saw Xuan Long, his expression changed, but unfortunately the latter didn't even look at him.


Yan Yuan sat down at the table and Hu Le threw chopsticks into his hand.

After working so hard for so long, Yan Yuan's hands spasmed uncontrollably.
He picked up the chopsticks and was about to take a dish when Hu Le slapped them away with his chopsticks, leaving two red marks on the back of his white hands.

He reflexively retracted his hand.

“The food on this table is not for you to touch.
This is your share.”

Hu Le put the broken bowl with the missing spout in front of Yan Yuan, which contained two steamed buns made of white flour.

It was obvious that he was being treated like a beggar.

He looked up angrily and met Hu Le's sneering gaze.


“Disgusted, huh?”

“It's good to have something to eat, if you don't want to eat, get out.”


Yan Yuan looked at Xuan Long and found that he had no intention of paying any attention to him.
With sourness in his eyes, he lowered his head and picked up the steamed bun in the bowl with his dirty hands.

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