The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Qiu Tong, if I'm not wrong, you were just a lowly slave, right?"

"You!" Qiutong's eyes flashed with anger and ruthlessness, and he touched her pain unintentionally.

She hates Wuxin's appearance, and her background, the princess of Jinli Kingdom, has noble blood and inherent nobility.

These are not what she can have as a slave. She hates her dirty background and longs for beauty, brilliance, and nobility.

"Then as a slave, you must be branded with the mark of a slave. I don't think there is any uglier scar than this, Qiu Tong, don't you think so?"

"Haha, Wuxin, you are right, that mark is indeed extremely ugly, but do you know that the master helped me remove that mark two years ago, I am not a slave, and you are just a princess who has fallen out of favor, not more noble than me Where are you going!"

Qiutong laughed a little crazy. Sometimes she would put two large mirrors in the shower, and she could see her smooth and white back without any blemishes. No one knew that she was a slave.

Now, she is only 14 years old, and she is already a fourth-level illusionist. She is exceptionally good, and if she can stay with her master, everyone in Hades Palace has to respectfully call her Miss.

"Princess? That's really ironic." Wuxin sneered, and sarcasm flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Qiutong, you said that the deep-rooted brand on your body can be removed by the master, then you say that the small scar on the master's face Can the scar be healed?"

"What do you mean?" Qiu Tong raised her eyebrows, doubt and astonishment flashed in her eyes.

"As you think." After saying that, Wuxin turned and left, her white clothes fluttering, and she melted into the night mist after a while.

Qiu Tong widened her almond eyes, and shrank her pupils, it was unbelievable that such scars could not trouble the master.

So, the master kept the scars on his face on purpose, why did the master do this?

…………

On August [-]th, the sky was gray, the leaves were a little yellowish, the weather was a little hot, and the air was oppressive.

On the streets of Chaoyang City, a girl wearing a veil and a sunshade shawl led a horse and walked slowly towards the city gate. The white horse had a light fur, and she was going to Qianyan College in the far north.

The street is still bustling with people coming and going, bustling with people, this is the royal city of Jinli Kingdom, Chaoyang City.

Wu Xin glanced around, she had never seen Chaoyang City well before, this is the Nangong royal family's world, but her surname is no longer Nangong.

"Miss, what a coincidence." The young man chased after her and said in a graceful manner.

He is dressed in crescent white, gentle and proud, imposing, with sword-shaped eyebrows slanting into his temples, his eyes are like bright stars, his face is like a crown of jade, and his wind is clear and the moon is bright.

Wuxin glanced at the sudden extra person beside her, frowned, then looked away, and continued to walk towards the city gate.

Jing Ao had long expected that she would ignore her, but he thought that the more rogue he had to use to deal with the colder the person, anyway, his skin was not thin.

Jing Ao also walked a few steps faster, following her footsteps: "What a coincidence, I didn't have time to ask your name after the last farewell. My name is Dongfang Jingao. I don't know Miss's name?"

Wu Xin frowned fiercely, and quickened her pace by two steps. The members of the Dongfang family and the Nangong family are both a nest of snakes and rats, and they are not alike.

"Are you going to go out for a long journey out of the city gate?" Jing Ao saw the direction she was going, she was dressed in long-distance attire, and she was leading a horse with a bundle on the horse's back, so he guessed.