The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The gazebo on the lake in the garden remains the same as it was six years ago.

The sky is still early, and the spring is in harmony, and the lake is sparkling, reflecting two shining figures.

Caiyi brought refreshments and waited by the lakeside. His lord hadn't asked about Yechen for four days, and now she still had the mind to play chess with Qingjun here, but she was a little worried for Yechen.

"What is Caiyi doing standing there?" Qing Jun held the white piece in his hand, glanced at Caiyi, and asked casually.

Caiyi didn't look sideways when she heard the words, Qingjun clearly wanted to drive her away, but even if she left, Qingjun would not dare to overstep the rules.

"Go down." Qiongying waved her hand, signaling Caiyi to back down.

"Yes, my lord." Caiyi stepped back respectfully without changing her face.

Qingjun's mood is finally at ease, he doesn't like idlers and others very much.

Qingjun put down the white pieces happily, and played chess with her here in the winter six years and four months ago.

Qiong Ying casually put down the sunspot, her slender fingers glowing like white jade.

Qing Jun was fascinated, his heart moved slightly, and there was a twinkle in his eyes, remembering that her hands were cold, he suddenly wanted to warm her hands.

For more than eight years, we had less gatherings and more separations, and the number of days we were really with her was numbered. As time went by, he became more and more uneasy, because he grew up, and she grew up too, and she must not fall in love with someone else!

"Qingjun, it's your turn." Qiongying said.

"Huh? I can't lose too quickly." Qingjun dropped a chess piece after thinking about it.

"You should think about how to win." Qiongying said with a light smile.

"The opponent is you, I can't win, and it's meaningless to win, we're just joking around." Qing Junyang said with a smile, because he and she can never be enemies, it doesn't matter who loses and who wins.

"Qingjun, what do you want?" Qiongying asked suddenly.

"...Why do you ask like that?" Qingjun paused, and the chess piece in his hand slipped into the jar, making a crisp sound.

"Always live for something, otherwise it will be too boring." Qiong Ying caressed a chess piece and said lightly.

"What about you? What do you want?" Qing Jun looked at her and asked slowly.

"What I want is gone." Qiongying looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said calmly.

She is also looking for it, she thinks, only by standing on top of the peak can she see everything and see the most eye-catching brilliance.

Or maybe, she is completing the glory that was not completed in the previous life.Or maybe, too free to find something to play with, what is power used for?Playing around.

Qing Jun's heart tightened, all she wanted was gone, so she never wanted him.That being the case.Why did you take him away in the first place?Just because of the never-appearing Mr. Ling?

"Then do you feel bored? Why do you live?" Qing Jun asked again, she didn't want anything, and there was always something to support her life.

"It's not boring, it's interesting occasionally. What's more, ants can't die because of boredom." Qiongying half-jokingly said.

Qing Jun was stunned, and her heart was mixed with joy and sorrow. She had no one else in her heart, nor him.She turned her hands into clouds and covered her hands into rain, maybe it was just because she was too boring and just looking for fun.

"Qingjun, what about you?" Qiongying raised her eyes, her expression was indifferent, she stared at him indifferently, but this was much more serious than before.

Qingjun and her stared at each other, I don't know if it was because they were too close, or because they didn't have a chance to see her eyes clearly before.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly that her eyes were pure black, cold and charming, bottomless, shockingly beautiful, making people unable to extricate themselves.