Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Such a young life, to her, is like fireworks blooming in the dark night, staying at the most splendid moment, forever frozen, never surpassed.

He really didn't know how to surpass that man, he was afraid that he would not be able to compare with Nalan Qingyun in his whole life.

He is not afraid of fighting with the living, but how can he win against a dead person?

He is terrified, he is uneasy, and only non-stop fighting can fill his increasingly terrified heart.

Only by fulfilling the expectations in my heart can I calm down.

It wasn't that he didn't trust the other party enough, but that the love was so true and strong that even he couldn't help being moved.

What about Qingfeng?

"Your Majesty!" A stunning beauty half-kneeled in front of Nangong Aotian, lowered her head, her jet-black hair was like a waterfall, her cleavage half exposed, and her fair skin made people feel hot.

Nangong Aotian's brows darkened, and a smile appeared on his lips, as if he was waiting for her to speak.

Seeing that the beauty could get the attention of the gods, she was overjoyed, and her eyes were obsessed: "The daughter of the people is the daughter of the left minister, appointed by the Supreme Emperor..."

The smile on Nangong Aotian's thin lips deepened a little, frivolous brows were frowned, and the narrowed phoenix eyes were evil and deep, flashing a trace of sharpness, interrupting her words without hesitation: "Very well, come, let the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo Send it to the Taishang Emperor's bedroom...to serve him."

Everyone was secretly paying attention to Nangong Aotian's movement, thinking that the daughter of the first beauty, the left minister, would get the emperor's attention, but who would have waited for such words.

The stunning beauty is dreaming of flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix. Who doesn't know that the emperor and the empress are eccentric, and the emperor has been fighting for a year without sending back a word, but was shocked by this sudden shock and looked at her in horror. The expressionless emperor above was so frightened that his face paled and his whole body trembled.

"Your majesty, my daughter..." Prime Minister Zuo came to his senses first, hurried out, knelt on the ground, and wanted to intercede for his daughter.

Nangong Aotian didn't even look at the left minister who was kneeling on the ground, he raised his eyelids, and interrupted in a deep voice: "Aiqing's daughter, beautiful and beautiful, with Lan Xinhui's quality, it is most suitable to accompany the Supreme Emperor."

He paused slightly, his sharp eyes swept across Prime Minister Zuo: "Why, Ai Qing is not willing?"

How could the left minister dare to say that he didn't want to, so he could only hold back his internal injuries and thank you.

But the stunning beauty was limp and paralyzed on the ground. What she admired was the God of War Emperor, not the aging Supreme Emperor!

A royal dinner ended hastily because of such an episode, Nangong Aotian got up and left amidst the crowd's kneeling.

Walking out of the hall, feeling bored for a while, I couldn't help but walk a few more steps, but when I came back to my senses, I found that I had already arrived at Qingfeng's bedroom.

Looking at the slender figure under the ram's horn palace lantern, the phoenix eyes suddenly brightened like stars, but then went out again, lowered their eyelids, and turned their heads indifferently.

Qingfeng saw that the man who had been fighting outside for a whole year turned around again at this moment, frowned, stepped away, and chased after him.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on his body again, he frowned even tighter: he almost never drank alcohol, but he actually drank today.

"God." She chased after him, Nangong Aotian's steps unconsciously stopped, and then continued to walk forward.

Seeing his appearance, Qingfeng didn't say a word, and followed him all the way to the bedroom.

Neither of them spoke, there was a moment of silence.

Nangong Aotian's excellent endurance, when he met Qingfeng, he lost his shape. He couldn't help but sneak a glance at her. Seeing her calm expression and long-distance gaze, the joy in his heart disappeared.

With her trancelike appearance, did she have another person in her heart? The thought of another man in her heart made him feel like a sharp awl pierced his heart, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

Resisting the complicated emotions in my heart, I picked up a book and read it. After flipping through it for a long time, I didn't read a word.

His head was a little heavy, his heart was aching and numb, and he looked extremely tired.

Seeing him like this, Qingfeng felt reluctant to give up, walked over, grabbed his book and put it aside: "You have been fighting everywhere this year, so you should rest early today!"

Nangong Aotian didn't look up at her, he got up straight and went to bed.

Qingfeng asked someone to fetch water, and then helped him wash his face and take off his clothes.

Nangong Aotian was startled, and squinted at her, seemingly extremely surprised.

Qingfeng laughed: "Why, you don't recognize me?"

Her smile was as clear and beautiful as ever, and it seemed to awaken his memories of those beautiful days. His heart skipped a beat, watching her in a daze, the tenderness and sweetness that gradually rose in his heart mixed with bitterness and suffocation, struggling, as if he couldn't find her. The direction of the way out.

After Qingfeng helped him undress, he helped him to go to bed, but before he could stand up straight, he was pushed down on the bed, and before he could figure out what was going on, his strong body leaned over him.

"God..." She was a little shy and called him at a loss.

In the past year, he fought everywhere, and he never sent a single word, and suddenly... she felt a little uncomfortable.

But this tiny struggle, in his eyes, has a different meaning, and he felt a deep pain in his heart again, with his arms propped on both sides of her neck, and his upper body slightly raised, he stared closely at her eyes with complicated eyes , seems to be struggling endlessly in pain and longing.

"Feng, I..." The thought of her passing out because of another man broke her heart, like a thorn in her heart.

Even though he knew that she had given all her love to him, he was still jealous, jealous that that man had occupied a place in her heart.

He is such a small chicken belly, what's wrong?

So, for the past year, he has worked so hard and fought endlessly for the purpose of...

"Fool, just come back." She stretched out her hand to stroke his face, and said softly.

He smiled when he heard the words, all the depression disappeared, he hugged her directly, and said: "Yes, it's good to be back."

Just come back?

Just come back with one sentence?

It was as if the two had never been separated during this year's battle.

It's as if the distance never existed.

It was just a simple word from the wife when the husband came back from the house.

"Go, I'll take you to meet someone."

Jumping up, there was no trace of decadence anymore, the anxiety in my heart finally disappeared, I put on my clothes in twos and twos, hugged Qingfeng and walked outside.

Always unpredictable.

Qingfeng didn't ask any questions, just snuggled into his arms quietly.

With a soft sound, Xiaofeng's colorful figure suddenly appeared, and the two got on their backs, flapping their wings and flying, to the territory of Nine Heavens Wonderland.

Looking at the familiar scenery in front of her, Qingfeng frowned deeply.

"Why did you bring me here?"

In the past year, no one mentioned Nine Heavens Wonderland to her, and no one mentioned the person who disappeared.

But today, Nangong Aotian, who knows him best, brought her here.

It is really……

Nangong Aotian looked at Qingfeng whose emotions were obviously affected, smiled softly, and kissed her bright red lips affectionately: "I don't want you to be sad for another man, and I don't want him to leave just like that."

The voice is faint, but the meaning is...

Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat: "You..."

"Go, go and meet him!" He gently pulled her away from his embrace.

Fortunately, his last effort to protect Nalan Qingyun's heart was able to preserve his last breath of life.

In the past year, he fought everywhere, not for the purpose of unifying the mountains and rivers, but for Nalan Qingyun's search for a miracle medicine to prolong his life.

And today, I finally found it.

"God..." Qingfeng was inexplicably astonished, her eyes were red, as if she couldn't believe it.

Suddenly, she understood his busy work for more than a year, and suddenly understood the deep affection he had never expressed in his words.

"Go!" He smiled and sent her away.

Qingfeng was anxious all the way, perhaps because she was too excited, her posture was a little stiff, until she reached the wooden door, she wanted to walk over and stretch out her hand to push it away, but found that her legs were trembling slightly.

She stretched out her hand several times, but retracted it again.

Finally, I made up my mind, bit my lip, took a few deep breaths, and finally closed my eyes slightly, and pushed the door open forcefully.

The bright moonlight shone on her face, so bright that she could barely open her eyes. She opened them slowly, and a white robe was fluttering in the wind. Facing the night wind, she couldn't stop turning the corners of her skirt. The thick black hair hung loose behind him, making his small face look thinner and paler.

The bright moonlight shines on the small courtyard, just like the bamboo forest where she and Nalan Qingyun met in the rain, through the sparse bamboo leaves, the mottled moonlight is sprinkled, everything is too beautiful to behold.

Under the bamboo grove was a small open space. There was a stone platform with a pot of tea on it, three teacups, and three bamboo chairs. On one of them sat a man in a blue robe.

The man has elegant eyebrows, outstanding temperament, and a strong and noble aura all over his body. He looked at Qingfeng with a smile, his whole person was magnificent, and his voice was as mellow as a stream, low and deep: "You are here!"

Thick and low, with more precipitation than a year ago.

It's not who the voice of Nangong Aotian is.

"coming!"

Qingfeng's tears suddenly fell like that, sinking drop by drop into the dark night as if she couldn't restrain it.

In the night wind, there was a hint of evening scent, so nice and clear.

"Fool!" Just as she was crying, Nangong Aotian's deep voice sounded, with a touch of vicissitudes added, but the tone was relaxed: "If I had known it would make you cry, I wouldn't have brought you here."

The three of them drank heavily and became intoxicated all night.

Nangong Aotian looked at the only man in his life who was deeply scruples, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

His eyes were sharp, but with a trace of indescribable emotion, he finally said in a deep voice, "Are you really going?"

Nalan Qingyun didn't look back, there was no place for him to stand here, and the only thing he wanted to possess selfishly in his life didn't belong to him.

He nodded lightly: "Yes."

The blue shirt is upright, the light color is like water, the noble and handsome figure gradually disappears in the morning light, and there is no trace of it anymore.

"He's gone?" The intoxicated Qingfeng suddenly raised her eyes, there was no trace of drunkenness in them.

Since Qingyun didn't want her to know, she naturally didn't want to know.

"Let's go!" He hugged her, his heart was pure.

He really deserves to be envied!

so happy.

Happiness is actually very easy, but difficult.

Wish to be one-hearted, Baishou will not separate.

Nalan Qingyun, did you hear that?

May you find that one too!

Love and hate, love and hatred, the fate of the sky!

Fortunately, I met the right person at the right time!