The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

The decoration in the hall is extremely luxurious and noble, with carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent, with pearls inlaid on the walls, white cranes and flying immortals on the pillars, and the white jade floor is bright and clean, reflecting the magnificence of the hall.

Qing Jun bent his lips, got off the large carved wooden chair, walked quickly to Wu Xin, and looked at her with his eyes that always had a faint smile.

"One pill a day." The extremely concise words, unwilling to say a word, put the blue medicine bottle on the table inadvertently, as if avoiding handing it to him personally,

"What is this?" Qing Jun picked it up and looked at it curiously, his long and narrow eyes slightly curved like crescent moons.

"Master asked me to make the medicine for you. Don't disappoint the master's intentions." Wuxin said with a blank expression on his face, and when he mentioned the latter intention, a half-smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"One pill a day? Thank you sister for me." Qing Jun bent his lips and smiled, opened the medicine bottle and poured out one pill, put it into his mouth to taste like eating candy.

"Is it delicious?" Wuxin's eyes were cold, and the scheming child was sure that she would not kill him.

But I accidentally forgot that she was only 13 years old.

"It's a little bitter, but also a little sweet. As long as my sister gives it to me, I like it." Qing Jun licked his lips, and then carefully put away the medicine bottle like a treasure.

"Really? As long as it is given by the master, you like it?"

"Of course, aren't you?" Qing Jun smiled, his long and narrow eyes full of doubts.

Wuxin gave a rare chuckle, then turned and left, then she really had to wait and see.

The smile in Qingjun's eyes subsided, and he struggled for a moment, before catching up with Wuxin with brisk steps.

"Can I go to my sister?"

"You can't hold back so soon?" Wu Xin narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said coldly.

"Can you?" Qing Jun didn't answer, but continued to ask with a smile.

"Master didn't say he wanted to see you, nor did he say he couldn't see you." After finishing speaking, Wuxin left Qingxin Hall.

The smile in Qingjun's eyes dissipated, and he glanced coldly at Wuxin's back, hooked his lips evilly, and a trace of enchanting spread spread from the corner of his mouth, seductively natural.

"Can I go out of the Palace of Love?" Qing Jun glanced at the four maids and asked in a cold voice.

"Young Master, Hall Master Jiangxue ordered the four of us not to leave the Qingxin Hall. As for you, Young Master, the Hall Master did not explain it. It should depend on the Lord's will." The maid replied.

No confession?Then he just went to ask his sister, bent his lips into a smile, and stepped briskly out of the Palace of Love.

He has been here for three days, very boring, my sister will understand him.

"Who?" Qiu Tong looked back, and saw a black figure heading west, the Nether Palace.

Who else is there besides Yechen? Only Yechen can go to the Master's Nether Palace.

With a bang, the shadow fell down.

With the smell of blood, Qiutong curled her lips and walked over, condescendingly looking at the black shadow on the ground, hurt?It's really a new thing, gratifying to congratulate.

Wuxin and Qingjun who had just walked over also saw that Wuxin didn't mean to pay attention. She hated Qiutong and Qingjun, and she always ignored Yechen.

"Who is he?" Qing Jun pointed to the person on the ground and asked, wearing a black cloak, he couldn't see his face.

"He's Yechen." Qiutong looked at Qingjun, and in just three days, the child became more and more beautiful. Wuxin and Qingjun, who are so beautiful, she felt as if they were mocking their master's appearance.