"This is ridiculous!"
Li Ming heard Hei Long cursing under his breath as he stood up from his seat and moved towards the door.
In a few seconds, he was out of her Moon manor.
"Try to ignore him. Just focus on your journey, Little One. Also, make sure to read those scrolls to have a better understanding of the Snow Fields." Lord Yueliang said as he softly patted her head.
Li Ming softly nodded her head. She gave him a quick but tight hug and received a soft kiss on her forehead.
The pure happiness that was visible on her face was too much for the fragile hearts of her mates.
"If I knew that with only a kiss we can make you smile like this, I would have been showering you in it," Ruoshan said as he planted a bunch of feathery kisses on her forehead and cheeks, making Li Ming giggle cutely.
"You guys are behaving like you won't see me for months. Stop being so dramatic." Li Ming said with a smile.
"She's right. Stop overreacting. Now, go before that devil leaves you behind." Wen Guiying said to her.
His behavior towards her was almost neutral. He was strict during the training sessions, but out of the training ground, he always acted indifferently.
He was neither cold towards her but he also didn't show any warmth.
When Li Ming first asked him the reason behind his behavior, his reply shocked her.
According to him if he started behaving like her other mates and started showing softness to her, she would start taking him lightly.
Though to be honest, he was not wrong. If he indeed acted soft towards her there were ninety percent chances that Li Ming would have never accepted him as her coach.
She knew that he cared about her as deeply as the others, but she never tried to cross the line that he had set.
Therefore, she gave Roushan, Zhang Yong, and the Moon Immortal, a tight goodbye hug and left the manor with just a soft nod of her head towards the Supreme Immortal.
The night sky which was filled with millions of stars looked so ethereal that it could trap anyone in its charismatic beauty.
And under that shining blanket stood an even more ethereal figure who was definitely not happy about the fact that he had been stuck with the task of taking her to the Snow Fields.
Li Ming almost felt bad for him. But again, she decided to take him with her and there was a reason, a very important reason.
As she walked closer to the Second Demon Prince who was standing at the edge of the cliff that looked down at the valley, she noticed that he was deep in thoughts.
Since his back was mostly towards her, she couldn't see his face clearly, just a slight glimpse of his side profile.
Her eyes landed on his shoulders and a sharp pain erupted in her heart. Since the day eight months ago, when the banshee left her with a range of pictures of Hei Long's soul mark in the phone, Li Ming had always found her dreams full of that angry red burning soul mark.
Because of the weird dreams of the Black mist and Hei Long's soul mark, she had almost stopped sleeping.
She was getting tired of the first one while scared of the second. She hated that the mark which represented their bond was giving him so much pain.
In the last eight months, she had thought numerous times to ask him to let her take a look at his mark, but she knew that the result of her demand won't be good.
"Are you that eager to die?"
Hei Long's sudden angry remark made her stop in her tracks. She was so deeply emerged in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that she had reached the ending of the cliff.
One more step and she would have gone tumbling down the cliff. Goodness!
She stepped back to make some distance between herself and the steep edge of the cliff.
"Why didn't you let me? After all, you hate me enough that I don't think you will even feel bad at my death." Her tone was definitely taunting.
The Demon Prince walked closer to her, making her chew on her inner lips to stop herself from backing away.
This Immortal intimidated her the most. With him, she felt like a prey and she was sure that he saw her exactly as that.
Li Ming felt his hot breath on her cheek as he stopped right in front of her, though he was close to her, too close.
She almost let out a shocked cry as she felt a hand making its way around her waist.
She looked at the Demon Prince in confusion, but before she could ask him anything, the scenery around them changed and the very next second they were standing inside her bedroom in the magical mansion.
"Go, get ready for bed. We will leave early the coming morning."
He softly said before walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Li Ming was left completely speechless. She just couldn't understand that man. He could be a piece of burning sun one moment and the very next instant, he could behave like a warm soothing autumn breeze.
She just let out a deep sigh and moved towards her closet to find a pair of comfortable clothes.
Just as she was searching through her stocks of clothes to find something appropriate to wear, a sudden evil idea popped up in her mind.
She picked up the wrapped box that had caught her attention and a smirk appeared on her lips.
Coming out of the closet with the box and a red cardigan in her hands, she headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.
Within ten minutes she was out of the bathroom, applying moisturizer to her body. She put on the clothes that she had selected for the night and put on a pair of five inches sparkling red heels.
She curled her butt length long locks and let them bounce on her back in a freefall.
With the lightest touch of foundation, a smoky look of eyes, and the finishing touch of red lipsticks, she pulled on the red cardigan to give the final touch to her getup.
It was time for her to check exactly how much her dear Prince hated her.
She came out of her bedroom and started walking down the stairs. Her high heels making loud clicking sounds that echoed through the empty mansion.
The Second Demon Prince who was sitting in the living room on one of the comfortable sofas heard the weird sound.
He turned around to look at the stairs from where the sound was coming, and it was like he almost lost his heart the moment his gaze landed on the Goddess who was coming towards him.
"Would you like to drink something? Maybe tea, juice, water, or probably wine?" Li Ming asked the Second Demon Prince as she reached the living room.
His eyes hadn't left her for a single second since he first noticed her and he wasn't even trying to hide that she had taken him by surprise.
"W-what are you wearing?"
Hei Long finally found his voice and immediately asked, not because he actually wanted to know what she was wearing but because it was the only thing that came into his mind.
Li Ming feigned a confused look as she looked down at her shiny red shorts and matching red crop top which left a lot of her cleavage and her belly exposed.
"This? Oh..., this is mostly what I wear at MY home. By the way, tea or wine?"
She could be savage as hell when in the mood. Her emphasis on the word 'my' when she said home, clearly stated that Hei Long stood no chance to ask her to change her dress.
She was currently fifteen and a half years old. Her height had increased since she first came to this world. She was almost 5'3" and the five inches heels gave her legs a perfect aid.
Her body had bloomed in the past one and a half years. Her flat chest was no more flat as carried a B cup size.
Overall, she could kill people with her current look.
"Nothing..." Hei Long replied as he finally came out of his trance.
His eyes looked deep into hers and Li Ming noticed the red ring that always started sparkling around his irises whenever he was experiencing extreme emotions.
Li Ming didn't say anything and just shrugged her shoulders, immediately making the cardigan slip from her right shoulder.
She pretended to be oblivious about it and the fact that the Demon Prince was staring at her, as she made her way towards the open kitchen.
She started preparing a cup of coffee for herself, completely ignoring the presence of the Demon Prince.
Somehow, she got too focused on her coffee that she didn't even notice when the Demon Prince came to stand behind her.
She almost lost her balance on the coffee machine as the warm body of the Prince engulfed her in his arms from behind and a sharp pain emerged on her right shoulder, making her shudder as a hiss left her lips.1