The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Do you know why the people from Guangming Temple wanted to arrest you?"

"...Is it because of...the things in my stomach?" Ye Chen looked a little unnatural, and naturally remembered her nonsense that day.

"No, but if the people from the Temple of Light find out, they will disembowel you and take it out." Qiong Ying half-jokingly threatened.

Ye Chen had no doubts, completely believed her words, and thought to himself, this thing is too dangerous, if it was on her, then she would be even more dangerous.

"Yechen, do you know why the Guangming Palace traps you?"

"I don't know." Ye Chen shook his head blankly, it wasn't because of the thing in his stomach, but why?To lure her to Qingming City?He thinks he doesn't have the qualifications.

Qiong Ying took a mirror on the table, then walked behind her, and looked at him through the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front.

Ye Chen could also see her behind him through the mirror in front of him, he was very puzzled, what is she going to do?

Qiong Ying stretched out her hand, picked up the hair on his shoulders and put it aside, slowly brushed it aside, revealing a slightly bluish-white nape, with a strange mark on the right side.

"Yechen, do you know what's here?" Qiongying laughed jokingly, maybe he didn't know yet.

"I know." Ye Chen replied without a doubt, there used to be an ugly mark there, although she obliterated it, it couldn't erase its past existence.

"Are you sure you know?" Qiong Ying was a little skeptical.

"Sure." Ye Chen's expression was gloomy, maybe it was just her prank, she always liked to tease him, and then there were surprises beyond his expectation.

"Ye Chen, it's not you that is going to be trapped in the Guangming Palace, but... your mark here."

Qiong Ying raised the mirror to shine on the back of his neck, and a monster blood lotus was reflected on the mirror surface, blooming on the pale skin, lifelike.

Even if it was tattooed, it was unique in the world because it was tattooed with her blood.

After the reflection of the mirror, a perfect blood lotus was also reflected on the mirror of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Ye Chen's eyes finally fluctuated, with colors of astonishment and astonishment flowing.

He didn't react from the complicated emotions for a long time. He looked at the lotus flower in the mirror in front of him in disbelief. It was as red as blood, and it seemed to be blooming on the skin, which shows how superb his painting skills are.

Apart from the shock, all that remained was the growing surprise. On that day ten years ago, she removed the innate mark for him, and she never expected that she would draw a strange lotus flower.

It looks like a lotus flower, but it is somewhat different from the lotus flower. It is probably because its color is too coquettish, it is extremely full, and it is as red as blood. It is outlined with blood threads and wraps around the skin.

Qiongying put down the mirror, and a sharp icicle appeared in his hand.

This scene was exactly the same as that night ten years ago. She stood behind him with an ice cube and drew strokes on the back of his neck. At that time, she asked him angrily if he was afraid.

"Stand still, don't move." Qiongying held the icicle, ready to paint on the back of his neck again, but this time to erase.

"No." Ye Chen blurted out subconsciously, stopping her movements.

"Without it, it will save you the trouble of Guangming Palace." Qiongying said in a deep voice.

"No, keep it, I want to keep it, can I?" Ye Chen said hastily.

"Oh? Why?" Qiong Ying stopped, and the ice melted a little.