The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Time flies, and Qiongying's health is getting better gradually, but it is inevitable to make things difficult for Feng Feili every day, but because of this, there are more and more topics.

Feng Feili took the medicine, sat on the side of the bed and was about to feed Qiongying.

"My hands are not lame." Qiong Ying took the bowl in his hand and drank it slowly.

"Do you want to eat candied fruit?" Feng Feili had wanted to say this for a long time, every time she drank the medicine as slowly as tea, isn't it bad?

"No." Qiongying frowned.

"Is it bitter?" Seeing her frowning, Feng Feili must be suffering.

"It's not bitter, I'm going to take a nap, you can go back." Qiongying couldn't bear his long-winded words.

"Then you go to bed quickly." Feng Feili then left.

Seeing that the relationship between the two is getting better and better, Jinhua can't help but secretly delighted. The master often makes things difficult for Feng Feili, and one is willing to fight the other.

"Master Feng, don't ask the master if it's hard or not."

"Why?" Feng Feili asked suspiciously, did he say something wrong?

"Because the master has no sense of taste, in fact drinking the medicine has little effect. The master's body is very resistant to the medicine, and drinking the medicine is like drinking water." Jin Hua said.

Feng Feili was astonished, she had no sense of taste, no wonder she was never picky about her food.

"Can't this be cured?"

"I tried many recipes when I was young, but my master said they all tasted the same." Jinhua sighed, although the master didn't care, he had never tasted sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, let alone the concept of food, and he had lost one of the great joys of life.

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A month later, Qiongying's breathing became better and better, her fingers became rounder, her feet could stand up, and walking while holding on to the railing was no problem.

When Qiongying got off the bed, she fell down, and Feng Feili immediately picked her up in a hurry.

"Put me down!" Qiongying suddenly said angrily.

"Qiongying?" Feng Feili was dumbfounded by the yelling, and hugged her in a daze. She was very light, as light as a feather.

"Put me down!" Qiongying roared again.

Feng Feili immediately put her on the wheelchair, he looked frustrated, did he do something wrong again?

"You go out." Qiongying said coldly.

"Qiong Ying, remember to drink the medicine." Feng Feili left in a daze.

Jinhua walked in, met Feng Feili face to face, and then took a comb to tie Qiongying's hair.

"Master, drink the medicine while it's hot."

"Don't drink anymore." Qiong Ying's face was cold.

"Then wait until you're thirsty, master, before drinking. The sunshine this afternoon is really nice. Do you want to go out, master?" Jin Hua asked after finishing his hair neatly.

"Don't go."

"That Mr. Feng is the only one left outside, he must feel uncomfortable." Jinhua glanced at Qiongying quietly, and said casually.

"That's my fault?" Qiong Yingxiu frowned, with a gloomy tone.

"Of course not. Sooner or later, Feng Feili will belong to you, master. It is only natural for you to do what you do, but Mr. Feng came to find you alone. If you neglect Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng will have no one to rely on." What Jinhua said moved even himself.

Qiongying didn't speak, took the medicine and drank it slowly.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and the flowers that Feng Feili had cut off earlier had regenerated into clusters, colorful and colorful.

Jinhua walks with Qiongying in his arms, and when he sees Feng Feili, he motions for Feng Feili to come over.

"Qiong Ying, I didn't mean to offend you just now." After Feng Feili thought about it, maybe he hurt her self-esteem just now.

Qiongying didn't speak, in fact she was very contradictory, she didn't want to get angry with him, but she did it anyway.

"Master, Mr. Feng's concern is causing confusion. The doctor said that in ten days or so, you will be able to leave, master. Mr. Feng is afraid that you will be knocked down." Jinhua helped Qiongying to sit down in the gazebo.

"Well, I see, play chess with me." Qiongying looked at Feng Feili and said lightly.

"Okay, do you want Heizi or Baizi?" Feng Feili was surprised, but he still felt a little bit lost in his heart. He would rather she make things difficult for him than treat him with such an indifferent attitude.

"You choose first, I don't care." Qiong Ying's tone was very good, she probably realized that she was too bad before.

"Then I'll choose the white stone." Since the white stone was at his side, he chose it by the way.

"Tell me about your past." Qiong Ying casually placed a black stone on the chessboard.

"Before?" Feng Feili hesitated for a moment, the 'he' in the past was not him, he was in the Xuantian Continent, if he was told, others might say that he was a lunatic, or a ghost who resurrected from a dead body.

"It's fine if it's inconvenient, I won't force others to make things difficult." She didn't have to force him.

Jinhua eavesdropped on the side, thinking in his heart that the Demon Lord of the Nether Palace has done things that are difficult for others to count for ten days and ten nights.

"No, because I was seriously ill before, and I forgot a lot of things, but I only remember that dream. At the same time, I also saw a lot, flattery, conspiracy, ambition and power." Feng Feili said indifferently, only seeing through The essence of everything, in order to control them in your hands.

Hearing this, Qiongying couldn't help but look at Feng Feili differently. He was not so innocent and stupid on the surface, but as clear and bright as a bamboo, with a heart as clear as a mirror.

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