The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Qiutong walked into the palace gate, feeling a little sad, the fortress was already deserted, but now it is even more desolate.

"Miss Qiutong?" The maid was very surprised when she saw the visitor.

When Qiutong heard this title, she felt a lot of worry in her heart, and everything had changed.

"Who else is there?"

"The young master is always there, only the young master." The maid replied.

Qiutong was surprised for a moment, and then walked towards Qingxin Hall.

Xue Liu followed and looked at it quietly, oh my god, this palace is too scary and eerie.

"Wait here." Qiutong dropped a sentence and stepped into the gate of Qingxin Palace.

This Qingxin Temple is still the most beautiful, with lush flowers and plants all year round, with peonies in summer and red plums in winter.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

The peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain have long since faded away, but the peach blossoms in Qingxin Palace have just begun to bloom.

Through the sparse sunlight, in the peach blossom grove, one can faintly see the glowing red dress.

Qiutong pushed aside the peach branches and walked over slowly.

Seeing the figure in red and seeing his appearance, he couldn't help sighing, Qingjun's beauty is enchanting, and seeing his abnormally calm expression, he is like a peach blossom that is extremely gorgeous and is about to decay.

Qing Jun heard footsteps, and after watching for a while, he finally saw who it was.

Qiutong finally noticed Qingjun's abnormality, and she was unavoidably startled: "Qingjun, your eyes?"

Qingjun didn't speak, standing in the peach blossom forest, completely lost the arrogance of the past, and was as thin as falling petals.

There was some regret in Qiutong's eyes. She couldn't imagine that the once arrogant and domineering Qingjun would be what he is today.

Even if he loses his master, Qingjun still holds the power alone, what is there to be sad about?She couldn't understand how Qing Jun felt about his master.

"I once owed you a favor, what do you want me to do?"

Qiutong remembered that she begged Qingjun for a favor here, and she didn't regret it, if she hadn't asked for this favor, Nangongchen might not be today, even Wuxin might not be today, it's really an impermanent world.

"Do people like us have feelings?" Qing Jun's eyes were out of focus, with a hint of self-mockery and depravity.

People like them, who are born to deal with the tip of the knife and tricks, have feelings?

"Haha, so I don't have to pay it back." Qiutong suddenly laughed.

Qingjun left slowly, the peach branches brushed against his clothes, and the petals fell, as if blocking his sight, he pushed away in disgust.

"I heard that Wuxin mistakenly took a pill that makes people lose their memory, and now they have forgotten everything, not only can't remember everyone and things, even the owner can't remember, would you like to try it?"

"Then it's better to kill me." Qing Jun didn't look back, and disappeared into the peach blossom forest. Only the meager memory was left to support him alive.

Qiu Tong also left, left the Hall of Love, and saw Xue Liu squatting on the side counting money, the nature of a marketer!

"Your Excellency, have you come out?" Xue Liu hurriedly packed the purse, walked up to Qiu Tong, and said with a doggy smile.

"Follow me." Qiutong put away her contemptuous eyes.

"Where are you going? Are you going down the mountain? It's getting dark soon, do you know the way?" Xue Liu asked worriedly. He didn't want to walk back in the middle of the night, and now he was exhausted.

"Don't go down the mountain, stay here." Qiutong walked to his pavilion.

"Ah? That's fine too. Cough cough. Your Excellency, have you had lunch? Is there any dinner here?" Xue Liu asked embarrassedly. He was about to starve to death.

Qiu Tong didn't speak, and went straight back to the pavilion.

The pavilion is very clean, obviously it has just been cleaned, maybe the maid saw her back, which made her feel at home and very comfortable.

"This place belongs to you?" Xue Liu secretly glanced at Qiutong. It seems that this beautiful young lady has an extraordinary status. Doesn't it mean that all the people in Yan Dian have ugly faces?

Qiu Tong ignored Xue Liu, sat down by herself, and poured a cup of tea.

Xue Liu didn't dare to sit down, seeing Qiutong drinking tea, he swallowed, he was also very thirsty.

"Want to drink?" Qiu Tong raised her eyebrows.

"Your Excellency is really considerate." Xue Liu approached with a smile on her face.

"Huh, you can talk quite well, so I will reluctantly reward you with a cup of tea." Qiu Tong looked contemptuous.

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Xue Liu took out the teacup and poured a cup, then drank it like drinking fine wine, the fragrance on the teeth and cheeks was really good, the best tea.

After drinking the tea, his thirst was quenched, but he became more and more hungry, and his stomach made a gurgling sound in spite of himself.

Qiutong despised Xue Liu again.

"Ahem, Your Excellency, I didn't even eat breakfast." Xue Liu defended herself.

At this moment, the aroma of meals wafted over, and the maid came with dinner.

Xue Liu's eyes were staring straight, and the eyeballs were almost glued to the drunken chicken.

Qiu Tong took care of her meal and ate with relish, but her own food was different.

Xue Liu could only swallow fiercely, there were two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, why did he ask him to eat, and she couldn't eat so much by herself!

"Want to eat?" Qiutong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"Your Excellency is really understanding." Xue Liu leaned over with a smile, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and started to gobble it up.

Unusually, Qiu Tong didn't despise, but was slightly taken aback. She had always been eating alone at this dining table, and no one had ever eaten with her.

Xue Liu looked at Qiutong with a satisfied face, her mouth was full of oil, her eyes were shining, who said Yan Dian is hateful?He saw that this woman was very good, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful she felt.

Qiu Tong gave him a hard look, then turned away coldly.

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