Playing with the pursuit order in his hand, Jian You stood up from the bed. The night pearls in the palace shone brightly, and the palace shining like daylight.

Turning around and looking at Funing standing beside him, he said certainly, "You are not a demon."

A little surprised, Funing thought for a while and said, "Funing is naturally not a demon."

He is not a demon, he is the guardian of His Highness, immortal.

It seemed that he was interested. Jian You circled Funing, and his charming fox eyes were smiling. "It's not a monster, but the prototype is a raccoon cat, it's really interesting."

Moreover, he clearly has the ability to turn into a human form, but he still maintains his prototype.

If Fu Ning knew what Jian You was thinking, he might have to cry. It would have been his little prince who made him turn into a prototype, and he would threaten him if he had disagreement.

"Princess Jianyou, Funing is a snow croaker." He is like the same croaker cat who is more than one level higher?! How could those things be comparable to him?

Jian You didn't care what Funing was. She rubbed Manzhu Shahua on the chase order, and her red lips curled up, as if she was joking, "You said, the hunting order is engraved with the name of your demon king. Will anyone kill him?"

Funing didn't care much, and was not angry because of Jian You's words. This pursuit order was naturally useless to his Highness. It was not that those people would not chase and kill the young Highness, but that they did not have the strength! "This mere pursuit order naturally cannot hurt your Highness, so Princess Jian You don't have to worry."

Unless the old fox takes action personally, the old fox has never liked His Highness very much, otherwise he would not have given His Highness a chase order for so many years.

Although his little prince doesn't need it.

Jian You's mouth twitched. Who is worried about that man? This fairy never worrys about a man.

After receiving the hunting order, Jian You took out a dagger. The patterns on it looked very ancient and it was an old thing. Her eyes made Funing's hair all over her body always feel a bad feeling.

The gems on the dagger were distributed as a formation. Funing narrowed his eyes. He couldn't recognize what formation it was, but it seemed like a good thing.

Throwing the dagger to Funing, Jian You said, "This dagger is a thank you gift to the Demon Lord. I never owe anyone favors."

Funing naturally put away the dagger. Princess Jianyou was indeed as cold and arrogant as the rumors outside, and also cold and inhumane.

Many years later, Funing looked at the lazy woman who was still causing trouble in his little prince's arms, and remembered the comments he had about Jian You, and wanted to stab him to death with a knife.

Demon Lord, this identity is really good. She doesn’t care about the eyes of the world or the words of the world. She still has a little envy.

But it doesn't matter. No one who plotted against her would run away. His delicate eyes were murderous and calculating.

As the sky was dawn, Jian You pushed open the palace gate and wore a blue sky dress, making her look colder. The corridor was filled with fairy spirit, and from time to time, a fairy crane flew past under the overpass.

A peaceful atmosphere.

Jian You walked out of the hall with Funing in his arms, stroking Funing's soft hair all the time, while Funing looked desperate.

The servants are no longer surprised that their little princess goes out to make trouble at any time.

Anyway, someone above pampered her.

When the Emperor of Beiming Mu Qingshui received the news from his servants, he sighed helplessly. I really don’t know where this girl has gone day by day.

However, the Demon World has started to make trouble again recently, and he doesn't have so much energy to pay attention to Jian You's affairs at this time.

Looking at the notes on the table, Mu Qingshui rubbed her temples with a headache.
Chapter completed!