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Crossing Boundaries: A Princess's Sweet Entanglement with the Demon Lord
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The Royal Birthday Banquet, the Phoenix and Dragon Harmonizing, the entire nation celebrated, yet I was led away by a red silk ribbon to the desolate border for a marriage alliance.
I forced out a smile that was more painful than tears and pretended to be sorrowful as I said to my sister who came to see me off, "Sister, you are free now. From now on, this Beautiful Rivers and Mountains will be left with only you."
My sister was in tears, trembling as she held my hand, but I yanked my hand away, mounted my horse, and galloped away from the city without looking back.
Ah, freedom? I was born with an Evil Vein, a Disaster Star that everyone in this heavenly realm avoided. What freedom could there be for me?
It would be better to go to the Wilderness; perhaps I could carve out a place for myself there...
However, who would have thought that halfway through, I would encounter a Cheng Yaojin? My illustrious Fiancé turned out to be the Crown Prince of the current dynasty, and I had been sent to the wrong place, mistakenly entering the Demon Realm.
A strong wave of dizziness washed over me; I felt everything before me blur as my body fell uncontrollably. Suddenly, the descent halted abruptly as I landed in a cold, hard embrace. A faint cold fragrance mixed with the scent of blood lingered at my nose, sending chills down my spine.
I suppressed my discomfort and looked up to see an extraordinarily handsome face. With sword-like brows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips pressed tightly together, he seemed unmoved by anything in this world. Yet those deep-set eyes were as cold as a dark pool, seemingly capable of drawing in one's soul.
"You..." I began to speak but noticed the demonic energy swirling around him and his increasingly pale face. It dawned on me that he must be gravely injured.
"Demon Lord..." The surrounding Demon Guards knelt on one knee, their expressions anxious.
"It’s nothing." His voice was low and hoarse but carried an undeniable authority. His gaze was cold and unfamiliar as he spoke lightly: "You are my Queen?"
I was taken aback and instinctively wanted to deny it. But then I thought about how I had stumbled into the Demon Realm without any understanding; it wouldn’t do to not find a protector.
"Queen?" I blinked in feigned confusion, my gaze innocent and naive. "Who are you? Where am I? How did I end up here?" As I spoke, I reached up to touch my forehead, frowning slightly as if in great pain.
Xuan Shang Jun's eyes flickered; he extended a finger and gently pressed it against my brow. A surge of pure magical energy entered my consciousness.
I felt a sharp pain in my head, and fragmented images flashed before my eyes—strange and unrelated scenes. Frowning in agony, I instinctively tried to pull away but was firmly held in his embrace.
"Ugh..." I groaned in pain, darkness enveloping me as I fainted.
Xuan Shang Jun withdrew his finger, looking at the unconscious girl in his arms with a slight frown. The chaos in her mind revealed no memories of marriage. Could it be that someone had tampered with her?
He lifted me up and turned to walk deeper into the Demon Palace, his cold voice echoing through the vast hall: "Summon the physician."
The palace guards exchanged glances, shock evident on their faces. The Demon Lord had brought this mysterious girl back to his chamber and wanted a physician to treat her? Could it be that the Demon Lord had truly taken an interest?
When I awoke, I felt a splitting headache. Struggling to sit up, I realized I was in an unfamiliar place. The room was extravagantly decorated but exuded a chilling atmosphere, vastly different from what I had imagined a Demon Palace to be.
"You're awake?"
A deep voice came from beside the bed, startling me as I turned my head sharply. There sat Xuan Shang Jun in a dark robe, on a chair beside the bed, flipping through a scroll. He seemed not to have looked up, but I knew he had been watching me all along.
"Who are you..." I tried to ask, but found my throat dry and unable to produce sound.
"I am your husband, the Lord of the Demon Realm, Xuan Shang Jun." He finally set down the scroll and raised his head, his deep gaze locking onto mine. His tone was indifferent yet carried an undeniable authority.
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