The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"It's not your fault, it's actually Han Yue's fault." Wu Yue shook her head and sighed.

"Student Hanyue is not wrong! Why do you say it is the fault of Hanyue?" Jing Hao asked angrily.

"Hee hee, of course it's Hanyue's fault, who made her wear a cloak and veil all day long, making her look mysterious, plus she looks too smart, too imposing, and so cute, Such a girl will naturally attract people's envy, so it's not Hanyue's fault, whose fault is that?"

"Eh? Is there something wrong with this?" Jing Hao was stunned for a moment. Hanyue is the most beautiful girl, and it is normal to be jealous, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with Hanyue.

"Of course there is a mistake, just like me, because I am so outstanding, so many tutors from other departments are jealous of me, gossip is inevitable, alas, it is all my fault, just get used to it." Wu Yue said helplessly.

"Wu Yue, you are the most narcissistic person I have ever seen." Jing Hao said contemptuously, not only narcissistic, but also thick-skinned, Hanyue student obviously didn't want to talk to Wu Yue, Wu Yue insisted on sticking to it, causing trouble Hanyue classmate is not happy.

"It's not narcissism, it's self-confidence, it's better than a stupid kid with low self-esteem like you." Wu Yue snorted lightly.

"I..." Jing Hao was momentarily at a loss for words, and lowered his head a little dejectedly. Is he inferior?No wonder the eldest brother always said that he was too modest, but he actually said that he had low self-esteem.

"Stupid child, although you are a little stupid, you have good aptitude, good character, and good cultivation. You are kind-hearted, hardworking and studious. You don't have to feel inferior. The teacher takes good care of you. Don't worry..."

"Damn Wu Yue! Don't call me a stupid child!" Jing Hao blushed with anger, he is not a child! ! !

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The window of the last room on the west side faces the green hills, from time to time there are birds chirping and a warm wind blowing.

The veil in the room is slightly lifted, there is a pot of freshly brewed tea on the table, and the room is full of tea fragrance.

Qiong Ying has already taken off her cloak, she is wearing a long lavender dress, noble and elegant, she is sitting by the window reading a book, perhaps to pass the time.

Ye Chen brought a plate of pastries, seeing that the tea was a little cold, he poured it out and made a new one.

Suddenly, Qiongying put down the book in his hand and came out from behind the veil, just in time to see him making tea tirelessly.

Ye Chen sensed someone behind him, immediately put down the teacup in his hand, turned around, and said, "Master."

"Don't worry about me, you continue." Qiong Ying sat on a chair beside him, but looked at him as if observing something.

Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, then continued to make tea, he felt a gaze on him, he was a little lost, almost knocked over the teacup.

Seeing this, Qiongying couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Yechen, would it be strange for me to ask you to do these things?"

strangeness?Ye Chen was taken aback, what do you mean?Many times, the questions she asks are too profound, which will make him at a loss or unable to answer; other times, the questions she asks are... common sense, almost no one does not know; and other times, the questions she asks It's weird, so weird that there's no answer, like now.

"Ye Chen doesn't know, what's so strange?" He asked suspiciously.

"It's what you are doing now. I ask you to make tea, cook, wash clothes, clean up, etc. Do you find it strange? Or are you tired?"

"Not surprising, not tired." Ye Chen replied nervously with a chill in his heart.