The decoration in the palace is extremely luxurious and noble, with carved beams and painted pillars, magnificent and magnificent, the walls are inlaid with pearls, the pillars have white cranes and flying fairies, and the white jade floor is bright and clean, reflecting the splendor of the palace.
Qingjun curled his lips, got down from the large carved wooden chair, walked quickly in front of Wuxin, and looked at her with his eyes that always had a faint smile.
"One pill a day." He said it extremely concisely, unwilling to say more, and put the blue medicine bottle on the table unintentionally, as if to avoid handing it into his hands personally.
"What is this?" Qingjun picked it up and looked at it curiously, his narrow eyes slightly bent like crescent moons.
"The master asked me to make the medicine for you. Don't let down the master's wishes." Wu Xin's face was expressionless. When he mentioned the intention behind it, the corner of his lips curled up into a smile.
"One pill a day? Thank you sister for me." Qingjun curved her lips and smiled, opened the medicine bottle, poured out one pill, put it in her mouth and tasted it like a candy.
"Is it delicious?" Wu Xin's eyes were cold and the child was scheming. He was certain that she would not kill him.
But I accidentally forgot that she was only thirteen years old.
"It's a little bitter and a little sweet. As long as it's given to me by my sister, I like them both." Qingjun licked his lips, and then carefully put away the medicine bottle like a treasure.
"Really? As long as it is given by the master, you like it?"
"Of course, aren't you?" Qingjun curled his lips and smiled, his narrow eyes filled with doubts.
Wuxin gave a rare chuckle, then turned and left. Then she really wanted to wait and see.
The smile in Qingjun's eyes faded, and after struggling for a moment, his brisk footsteps caught up with Wuxin.
"Can I go find my sister?"
"You can't hold it back so soon?" Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said coldly.
"Is that okay?" Qingjun didn't answer and continued to ask with a smile.
"The master didn't say he wanted to see you, nor did he say he wouldn't see you." After saying that, Wu Xin left the Qingxin Hall.
The smile in Qingjun's eyes disappeared, he glanced coldly at Wuxin's back, curled his lips evilly, and a trace of enchantment spread at the corner of his mouth, charming Tiancheng.
"Can I leave the Qingxin Palace?" Qingjun glanced at the four maids and asked coldly.
"Young Master, Hall Master Jiangxue ordered the four of us not to leave the Qingxin Hall. As for you, Young Master, the Hall Master has not explained it. It probably depends on the Lord's wishes." The maid replied.
No explanation? Then he just went to ask his sister, curled his lips and smiled, and walked out of the Qingxin Hall with brisk steps.
He has been here for three days and is very bored. Sister will understand him.
"Who?" Qiu Tong looked back and saw a black figure heading west to the Netherworld Palace.
Who else but Ye Chen? Only Ye Chen can go to the master's Nether Palace.
With a bang, the black shadow fell.
At the smell of blood, Qiu Tong curled his lips and walked over, looking down at the black shadow on the ground. Injured? This is really a new thing, and it is gratifying.
Wu Xin and Qing Jun, who had just walked over, also saw it. Wu Xin didn't mean to pay attention. She was disgusted with Qiu Tong and Qing Jun, and she had always ignored Ye Chen.
"Who is he?" Qingjun asked, pointing to the person on the ground. He was wearing a black cloak and could not see his face.
"He is Ye Chen." Qiu Tong looked at Qingjun. In just three days, this child had become more and more beautiful. Unintentionally, for someone as stunningly beautiful as Qingjun, she felt as if she was mocking her master's appearance.