The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Outside the window, the grass is overgrown and lush.

Indoors, the veil is lightly raised, and the shadows are faint.

Wuxin carefully scrubbed the silver needles, and then burned them on the small medicine incense burner. After finishing everything, she slowly walked towards the bed.

Even through a layer of veil, she was still involuntarily nervous and amazed.

Gently parting the gauze curtain, as if parting the mist, I finally saw the person on the bed clearly, with ink hair scattered, red lips weeping blood, phoenix eyes tightly closed, long eyebrows drawn into the temples, and there was a touch between the brows that couldn't be removed Even the flaws on the left side of her face can't hide her unparalleled beauty, her cold charm and glamorous beauty, unparalleled in the world.

Wu Xin squatted down slowly by the bed, her hand holding the silver needle even trembled slightly, two years seemed to be as long as 20 years, meeting her again still amazed her heart.

She even wanted to reach out and brush off the cold ice between her brows. If her eyes were stained with warm colors, what would she look like?It must charm all living beings and amaze everyone's heart.

Suddenly, feeling lost in his heart, he finally shook his head and sighed softly, collected his mind, looked at the acupuncture point, and slowly dropped the silver needle.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew through the window, messing up the gauze and hair.

The phoenix eyes suddenly opened, with a cold light, as if even the air had condensed, and the veil had stagnated.

The hand clinging to the silver needle was clasped.

Wuxin was startled, almost unable to hold the silver needle steadily, the hand that locked her wrist was not warm at all, and the master's hand was very cold, cold to the bottom of my heart.

"Master." Wuxin called out in a low voice, both surprised and delighted, her wrist was pinched, and she dared not move.

Qiongying gently let go of Wuxin's wrist, and her cold and charming voice overflowed: "Go out and let Yechen come."

Wuxin was startled, with a complicated look on her face, and it just passed by for a moment, and finally she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Yes, master."

After finishing his speech, he got up slowly, packed up the needles, and walked out of the room step by step. The corners of his white clothes fluttered, entangled, and finally disappeared soundlessly.

Suddenly, the room was silent and indifferent.

I don't know if it was because the road was too far, or Ye Chen walked too slowly, Ye Chen came after a while.

He felt that it was a bit far from the main hall to her bedroom, and even though he walked very quickly, he still felt that it was too slow.

His heart trembled slightly, he saw her, it was just a back view, she was wearing lavender, standing there as before, her black hair was longer than before, now reaching her waist.

"Owner."

"What time is it?"

"August [-]th." Ye Chen replied slowly, looking at her figure, as if she disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"How did you leave Lance that day?" Qiong Yingxiu frowned slightly, Ye Chen was not Wu Yue's opponent, Wu Yue couldn't let her go.

"That day, Wu Yue accidentally injured you and wanted to take you away, but it was Feng Feili who stopped him, so I took this opportunity to take you away, Master." Ye Chen replied, his heart was in a mess, if it wasn't for Feng Feili that day , he might not be able to take her away.

Qiong Yingxiu frowned, Feng Feili, what role does Feng Feili exist in?Didn't he also want to get the beads?Why let her go?

"How is Helian Jiuge?"

"I don't know, I didn't ask." Ye Chen's expression was gloomy, he had been in the Nether Palace for a month, and he didn't ask about the outside world.

He knew Helian Jiuge, but he was not familiar with him. Perhaps, she and Helian Jiuge were very familiar.

"Qingjun is back too?"

"Yes." Ye Chen felt a little confused, and everyone came back.

"Go and do something, check the Prime Minister's Mansion." After finishing speaking, Qiong Ying walked towards the inner room, passing the veil, only the voice of Leng Mei was echoing.

Ye Chen was stunned. After four years, she checked once two years ago, and now she checks again, but she doesn't remember, or what?What the hell is she going to do?