Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage Chapter 23 – Travis Translations
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Since then, the Ling Xiao Palace, where no one has cared about before, has gradually become lively. Ling Xiao Peak, where not even cats or dogs deign visiting, is now host to the occasional mortal too.
Those who brought gold, silver and jewellery to trade, and those who came to the door crying bitterly asking for help, prayed for banishing evil spirits, prayed for blessings, prayed for peace, and even asked for talismans for promotion and good fortune.
Zhuang Xiao Er and Zhuang Xiao San were exhausted from receiving such guests every day.
Until at the beginning of the second year, an unexpected visitor came to Ling Xiao Palace.
The mighty caravan lined up from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The breath-taking reliance that may scare the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West when she sees it.
Mei Cailian is used to courtesy first rather than violence. After entering the door, she chattered for a long time, saying that the two sects have not been in touch for a long time, that the head of Zhuang Tian is in good health, and so on.
Zhuang Xiao Er followed behind and couldn’t help but slander. Ling Xiao Palace and Yuntian Shuijing had never been in touch with each other, and they didn’t interact with one another when they went outside, so why pretend to be close?
“My son paid homage to the Ling Xiao Palace on a whim so the apprenticeship ceremony must have been a bit shabby, wasn’t it? I specially brought a hundred carts here. I request Master Zhuang to kindly accept it.” Mei Cailian has a pleasant smile, showing conspicuous intention in every move.
Zhuang Tian stated seriously: “Madam Mei may as well speak up if you have something to say.”
“Then I’ll get straight to the point.” Mei Cailian had put up a smiling front for a long time and she was already tired of it.
For a proud phoenix like her, it wouldn’t be bad if she returned from Lingxiao Palace, snatching something good.
“The hundred carts of supplies, Master Zhuang. Please accept them, and then let my son go home.”
“Your son?” Zhuang Tian laughed, “Your son can simply go home and return. What’s the actual matter of coming to our Ling Xiao Palace?”
Mei Cailian held back her anger: “Master Zhuang, are you deliberately pretending to be stupid with me?”
Zhuang Tian smiled and shook the banana leaf: “It would be strange if Ma’am is talking about Chu Binghuan. He is my disciple. I have been kneeled and kowtowed three times by him, and I have also drank his apprentice tea. He eats, drinks, and lives here, and his cultivation has improved a lot.
