Leng Qi's hand gently crossed his face, and the fingertips seemed to have magic power, making his painful heart gradually calm down. Perhaps it was because of this title, which he liked more than the title Prince.
title.
"I have to leave for a while, so I will leave this place to you! Let the emperor live for a few more days, and I will come back after next spring."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
Leng Qi chuckled, suddenly looked at Beichen Mofeng, and asked: "The ghost came here and talked about a person with his subordinates."
"who?"
"Honglu Temple Shaoqing Tianyin."
Beichen Mofeng narrowed his eyes: "This person seems to be interested in you."
Leng Qi smiled and said: "The Ghost Queen also said the same thing, saying that she found many portraits of me in that person's study. You know, I always don't like people I don't like to like me, so..."
Beichen Mofeng nodded: "I know, I will help you solve it."
"Over at my house, some of my father's concubines seem to be a little crazy recently. I can't get out, so I'd like to ask the Demon Lord to help solve them."
"Except for your father and your mother, everyone else would have solved it for you in one go."
Leng Qi pondered for a moment and nodded: "Don't kill me. It's the Chinese New Year. I'd like to thank the Demon Lord first."
"Where's the thank you gift?"
Beichen Mofeng curled his lips, and the gloom on his face had been wiped away. His smile was a bit mischievous. If Xuan Chengyou had seen it, he would have thought that his master was possessed by a ghost, and he would show such an expression.
Leng Qi sighed helplessly, stood up, took out a box from the house, and handed it to Beichen Mofeng: "Are you taking the Demon Queen down the mountain again?"
"Well, we can't trap her in the mountains forever. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so let's take her out for a walk."
"This time, I used some medicinal materials for this mask. Last time, I almost didn't realize that the mask of the Demon Queen was made by me. It had been dried like that. If it weren't for the Demon Queen's thick makeup, it covered up the mask.
When the subordinates saw her, they were embarrassed to pretend not to be frightened by her face. This time, this medicinal material can make the mask wearable for at least three months. Inside, there is also the scholar mask of Demon Lord, Demon Lord.
Jun, how long are you going to keep this secret from the Queen?"
"She has such a temper that she eats her to death. What do you think will happen if you know that the devil is me?"
Leng Qiyi smiled: "I will leave at all costs again, maybe she can even jump off a cliff."
"So..." He felt helpless.
He kidnapped her before, and asked the ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, mute ghosts, etc. to cooperate with a hero to save the beauty and moved her, and finally conquered this woman.
Later, she was completely hurt, and after she left, she finally understood what she was really thinking.
He then took great pains to send her back to the palace, making her completely give up on Beichen Mofeng, and then launched an offensive, using his identity as the Demon Lord to win back her trust again.
Mu Yunsang kept her in the dark over and over again, and Mu Yunsang's temper was not that of an ordinary woman. She would never forgive him or even be moved because she knew that he was just trying to make her fall in love with him over and over again, so he designed every step of the way.
She will definitely never run away from home again and will never give up.
To be more peaceful, he would continue to put a clone wearing his mask in the palace, and go up the mountain to have a happy time with Mu Yunsang. At least, when the little devil grows up, Mu Yunsang will give him a treat for the sake of the child.
Only when he had the chance did he dare to tell him his identity.
All these years, I can only wear this scholarly face.
*
The Demon Lord went down the mountain this time and came back with a gift for Mu Yunsang, a more exquisite human pi mask.
Needless to say, Mu Yunsang also knew that he was going to take her down the mountain again.
After these days of being isolated from the world, she didn't even know what the scene was like at the foot of the mountain. She got up early in the morning, put on her mask, and looked back at the Demon Lord with a smile.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
The smoke is charming and the voice is seductive.
Reunited after a long separation, last night was inevitably a lingering and emotional affair. The quilts on the bed were scattered. He lay leisurely among the messy quilts. He supported his head with one hand, looked at her face, and nodded: "Fairy, too. That’s it.”
She chuckled: "Did that masked ghost make this thing?"
Masked Ghost, among the 308 ghosts, is famous for being good at making masks, including the exquisitely patterned mask used by the Demon Lord before, as well as the scholar-faced mask now, and the masks given to her twice. Masked ghost does it.
Masked Ghost's martial arts are very average, but his camouflage skills are top-notch.
He can make such lifelike human p masks, and it is easy to change his appearance and makeup.
Mu Yunsang has never seen her, and she heard that the masked ghost did not come up the mountain to celebrate her wedding day, but she had always wanted to find an opportunity to visit the masked ghost.
The mask that the Demon Lord brought back this time was even more exquisite and perfect than the last time. The facial features were too much, and too little was too little. Especially the skin, which looked like a newborn baby, and looked like a shelled egg. It's so smooth that you can't help but touch it again and again.
Just like what the Demon King said, fairies are nothing more than that.
With a flirtatious look, she walked to the bed with swaying and light steps: "Does it look good?"
He nodded: "It looks good."
"like or not!"
"I like it very much!" He smiled a little obsessed, but she smiled even more secretly.
"How much do you like it?"
"Does it have to be described?"
he asked seriously.
She secretly gritted her teeth and changed her face. He seemed to be fascinated and stared at her for a long time.
She probably felt itchy. Although this face now appeared on her face, this beautiful face was not hers.
"Well, describe it. "
She swore that if he really dared to describe it, she would immediately knock him down and beat him to death to see if the skills she had learned these days worked.
She was not idle when he came down the mountain. With her ability and hard work these days, she could already fight the Ghost Lord for three to four hundred rounds before losing.
The entire Demon King Mountain knows that their Demon Queen is a genius, a genius in martial arts, and can master anything that others have learned in three or four years, and she can master it in one day.
Although he may not be able to beat him, he still has the courage to fight back.
She squinted her eyes, but there was a dangerous aura in her eyes. There was a smile on her lips, but it was only a smile.
The Demon Lord got up from the bed and touched the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "As beautiful as the stars, shining like fireworks, and clear like crystals. If you have to say how much I like it, then Probably it can only be like that night, covering the whole world, so like--oh, your eyes."
Consider him knowledgeable.
However, the dangerous aura in her eyes did not subside.
"You fool me?"
"How dare you."
"You did it all."
"Have it?"
"Are you itchy?"
"Tickle!"
"Okay, I'll scratch it for you!"
Damn, it got bad after just a few days down the mountain. It seems I have to loosen his bones and scratch the itch.
She threw herself down and sat on him. She looked at him ferociously and made pinching motions with her hands.
The next moment, she suddenly pressed down, held his face, kissed him hard on the mouth, raised her head, and warned in her eyes: "Next time, it won't be so simple."
He reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Next time, don't be so simple, do it like this..."