The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Hearing this, Lulan was overjoyed, and smiled more gently: "Young master, don't be afraid, I can give you a lot of delicious food."

The boy was silent, his blood-stained lips were tightly pressed, and his narrow eyes looked straight at the smiling Lulan, as if he was probing.

Seeing that the boy was unmoved, Lulan was a little annoyed, but her face was still gentle: "Little son, do you have any relatives? I can give them gold coins, and you don't have to worry about them after you leave with me."

The boy still didn't speak, he turned his head and looked at Wuxin, as if he was comparing.

Wuxin said coldly: "My master doesn't like to wait."

The boy was only half a head shorter than Wu Xin, his lips were bent, and he stretched out his thin and dirty hands to grab Wu Xin's hand.

Wuxin's face was frosted, she shook off the boy's hand in disgust, looked at the boy coldly with disgust, and warned: "Master doesn't like people to touch, so don't touch others casually."

The boy lowered his eyes, put down his small hands neatly, his bloodstained lips continued to smile, and his long and narrow eyes gave him an enchanting look.

"Follow me." Without looking at the boy, Wuxin quickly walked through the crowd, and the boy followed Wuxin step by step.

Lulan was dumbfounded, stunned, and looked at the two people who were leaving in disbelief. That lowly little beggar won't go with her?

Everyone was also stunned, could this little beggar be a fool?There are good people to take him in, good food and good housing in front of him, but he doesn't want it. That veiled girl is so vicious. They believe that the so-called master is even more vicious. The fate of this little beggar can be imagined.

Nangong Chen and Jing Ao looked at the black wooden carriage driving away, and there were more and more doubts in their minds. He couldn't find any reason for the boy's choice.

Unless there is only one possibility, the boy knows the girl wearing the veil, but judging from the situation just now, it is obvious that he does not know him.

"Chen, did you send someone to follow you?" Jing Ao smiled narrowly.

"I couldn't follow you two years ago, do you think you can do it now?" Nangong Chen looked at Haoyou with contempt.

"Should we just let them escape like this?" Jing Ao was a little annoyed. When he almost forgot, these two mysterious people appeared again, and there was an arrogant and indifferent girl, how could he not arouse his curiosity? Heart.

The show was over, passers-by dispersed, the sun was a little stronger, and the blue floor tiles seemed to be scorched and cracked.

"Qing'er, why did you come out?" Nangong Chen came to the carriage to greet, Qing'er usually would not leave the mansion, no matter how he invited her.

The curtain of the car was still not opened, only a beautiful voice came out, with a bit of a smile: "Probably on a whim, I haven't seen Chaoyang City for a long time."

Nangong Chen smiled: "It's rare that you are interested today, why don't I walk with you."

Luo Wanqing smiled: "Forget it, let's go another day, I'll go home first, otherwise father will be worried."

"Okay, the weather is a bit hot, you should go back and rest earlier." Nangong Chen felt lost, probably because she didn't like walking with him, and he missed the time when he first met her when he was a child.

They were both very young at that time, and during a palace banquet, she didn't like that Ye Ye got stuck in the flowers of the garden, and so did he, and they got acquainted like this.

In those few years, they talked about everything, and sneaked out together to practice and exchange ideas. Until recent years, they had grown up gradually, and he felt that she was alienating him, but he couldn't find the reason.