The imperial concubine is charming and coquettish, she crazily criticizes the tyrant for spoiling he

Qing Luo was stiff all over, his face was tense, and he uttered three words coldly:
"You let go."

Qing Hui smiled, looking at his tense appearance and reddish ears, and marveled, "Are you shy?"

Qing Luo gritted his teeth, "Shut up!"

Qing Hui let go of him and laughed.

Tsk, even though 3 years have passed and he has turned into a big devil, he still can't help but still look so awkward and arrogant.

Sure enough, the crazy ghost king she met a few days ago was fake.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm serious. How about you teach me the magic? My spiritual power has improved somewhat now, but I still lack a lot of magic. Since you promised His Majesty to protect me, then It’s not too much to teach me something, right?”

"I don't..." Qingluo opened his mouth to refuse.

Qing Hui narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

Qingluo had no choice but to swallow back the words that came to his lips.

He wanted to refuse, but he was under the roof now and had to bow his head.Besides, he also promised your Majesty that he would take good care of her in the future.No matter how unhappy he was, he had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.

With Qing Luo's promise, Qing Hui was completely satisfied.

He waved to Xiao Hui, "Do you know if there is a place here where I can tidy up and freshen up?"

Xiao Hui thought about it awkwardly and slowly pointed at Baihuafang. She used to think it didn't matter, but now that she knows Qing Hui's unusual identity, how can she have the nerve to ask Qing Hui to go to the brothel?

But in the entire Guizhou City, it is no exaggeration to say that the only places with the most living people are brothels and gambling houses.

Once people have no goal of living, they will be particularly indulgent. Anyone who can survive or wants to make a living can only survive in these two places.

Qing Hui didn't mind. She raised her foot and asked Ning Fengxu to come with her. Then Qing Luo said awkwardly, "I can do it too."

"Where are you?" Qing Hui was surprised and blinked: "You don't mean, you mean, in the coffin shop where you slept, right?"

The place where Qingluo stayed was formerly Yizhuang, and he liked to sleep in coffins, so Qingluo's term "coffin shop" was not an injustice to him.

Qing Luo snorted, "Leave love or not!"

Green Tree: ...

"go."

She really didn't care whether there was a brothel or not, but there must be a lot of people in Baihuafang at this time, and it was messy and troublesome.

Among the remaining living people in Guizhou City, there are a mixed bag of good and bad people. There are only a few good people, but it cannot be said that they are all bad people.Something big happened in Guizhou City tonight, and they didn't dare to go out. When they got up early tomorrow, they would definitely find that the world had changed in Guizhou City.

How they move forward by then will be their own business.

Qing Hui didn't intend to care so much.Several people followed Qing Luo to Qing Luo Hall where he stayed when he was the Ghost King.

After removing the ghosts from Qingluo's time, Qingluo Hall still looks like a righteous village, but it looks quite neat and clean, maybe because Qingluo, the ghost king, is still a mysophobic ghost.

There were coffins one after another in the empty yard, and a thick layer of snow had fallen on the coffins.

Xiaohui was very diligent and immediately volunteered: "I'll boil the water first!"

Before Qing Hui had time to call her, she ran towards the kitchen.

Qing Luo slowly walked towards one of the coffins and reached out to push the coffin away.

Qing Hui came over and took a look, good fellow, there was a whole coffin filled with clean and neat clothes, as well as all kinds of jewelry and gold.

I can’t tell, this guy is so good at hiding things!
She couldn't help but wonder: "You are a ghost, what do you want these things for?"

Qing Luo gritted his teeth: "Do you want it or not?"

The flesh hurts very much.

Qing Hui let out a "tsk" and took out the pile of clothes. She picked out two pieces that Ning Feng could wear and threw them to him. She also found two smaller pieces of clothes for Xiao Hui. She didn't take anything for herself. .

Seeing that she didn't touch the gold and silver jewelry, Qing Luo breathed a small sigh of relief, and then asked her uncertainly: "You don't want it?"

Qing Hua: "What do you want?"

Then he followed Qing Luo's line of sight and looked at the jewelry, blinking: "You don't think I will take away your little wealth, do you?"

Qing Luo turned away.

Qing Hui shook his head: "My father is rich all over the world, and my husband is also the emperor of Xiliang. All their money belongs to me. Although you are jealous, you have no share. Who made you come late?"

"I don't need it!" Qing Luo snorted angrily, bent over and swept all his gold and silver jewelry into his arms, hiding them all in his dragon beads.

In the kitchen, Xiao Hui came out with a disgraceful face and coughed a few times, "Master, the firewood is really too wet to burn!"

"Here we come!" Qing Hui walked over and performed a fire-making technique. In just a moment, the water was hot.

Xiao Hui carried a bucket and prepared hot water for several people. Qing Hui threw to her the clothes he had just chosen for her.

Xiao Hui looked at the brand new clothes in his arms in surprise and blinked: "Here, for me?"

"Let's just make do. There are no particularly suitable clothes here. I'll prepare new ones for you when we get back." Qing Hui was a little embarrassed, but she brought her own clothes, but unfortunately they were too long and not suitable for Xiao Hui.

Xiao Hui was extremely happy, "Master, this is the first time I received new clothes."

In the past, she was just a little beggar asking for a living. (End of chapter)