The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Jinli Palace, Zhiqing Palace.

The sun was dim, and the white gauze fluttered.

I fell into a deep sleep for three months, as if I had a long dream, which made me reluctant to wake up, and finally I woke up in pain, looking at this strange everything, I forgot what dream I had, only knew that it was a person I was nostalgic for Dream.

I longed to go back to the dream, to know what it was, so I waited for the night, for sleep, but the dream never came again.

Forget everything, I live in emptiness, the only thing I have sustenance is my brother, he treats me in every possible way, I can see the deep care in his eyes, he always smiles in front of me, but I Knowing that he is actually very bad, he is very sad.

Moreover, he never told me about the past, he said that if you forget it, you should forget it completely, let the past pass completely, don't be attached to the past, and don't add to your troubles.

So I also gave up looking for the past, the only thing I remember is refining medicine, the names of those herbs and the method of refining, as long as I think about it for a while, I can think of it.

"Wuxin, what are you writing?" Suddenly a head poked into the window, and greeted the person who wrote the book with a smile.

"Who let you in?!" Wuxin looked coldly at the window, threw a pen over, quickly put away the book, and locked it in the drawer.

Jing Ao caught the brush, and a few drops of ink splashed onto his brocade clothes, he was very depressed, Wuxin still likes to hit people with things so much.

What frustrates him the most is that Wuxin didn't wait to see Chen very much before, and she could say a few words to him, but why is it the other way around now?

"How did you get in?" Wuxin came out to question, her eyes were cold, she was a princess after all, and Dongfang Jingao relied on being good friends with his brother, not only woke her up, made her lose that dream, but also touched her , He followed her wherever she went, it was really annoying!

"I walked in." Jing Ao handed back the brush to her and said with a smile on his face.

No way, who made him get used to the unintentional coldness.

Wuxin didn't take it, and her tone became even colder: "I ask you who allowed you to come in privately!"

"No one allowed, I walked in by myself, I was about to knock on the door, but I just saw you writing something at the window." Jing Ao explained aggrievedly.

"This is my place! Who allows you to come and go?!" Wuxin said angrily.

"It's my fault. I have something important to tell you today, please listen to me first." Jing Ao said very sincerely.

"What's the matter?"

"Just now, just now I asked His Majesty for an imperial decree to grant me a marriage, you, do you mind?" Jing Ao looked at her expectantly.

"What do I mind?! Of course I don't mind!" Wu Xin gritted her teeth and said angrily, what does it matter to her if he wants to get married?What else do you want to explain? !I thought he had some affection for her before, but it turned out that she was just being affectionate!

"That's fine, I was so worried that you would mind, or even object." Jing Ao heaved a sigh of relief, and a sly look flashed in his eyes.

"Ridiculous! How could I object? It's too late for me to be happy!" Wuxin sneered, she would never have to see Dongfang Jingao, an annoying scoundrel again!

"That's good. Are you free now? Let's hang out together." Jing Ao smiled very gently.

"No time!" Wuxin walked away angrily, he is going to get married, how dare he come to play with her? !dream!

Finally, Jing Ao left Zhiqing Palace awkwardly.