A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Huang Yin retracted his hand sadly, and just stood there looking at the people who were snooping around. Wu Qing, who had collected his mental power, was also looking at her. For a moment, the room fell silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Unable to stand this depressing atmosphere, Wu Qing took the lead in breaking the silence: "Where is Jichen?"

Hearing Wu Qing take the initiative to talk, Huang Yin's brows were filled with joy, even though she was asking about someone else: "Your student is taking care of her and she is doing well."

Wu Qing nodded. She believed in Huang Yin's medical skills. As long as he was willing to take action, Qian Jichen would definitely not die.

After finishing speaking, the two fell silent again. Wu Qing twisted his eyebrows, opened his mouth but was speechless. He wanted to lift his legs and leave, but this was obviously impossible.

Looking at Wu Qing, whose long eyebrows were trembling, the smile on Huang Yin's lips became a little deeper. Based on her understanding of the little monster, if it had been in the past, she would have been looking around and rambling, and then her thoughts began to wander for nine days.

glance right and left……

Tasting these four words carefully, the smile on Huang Yin's lips gradually stiffened. His eyes fell firmly on the ribbon covering Wu Qing's eyes, and his heart settled bit by bit: "Xiao Qing'er, you Eyes..." He stretched out his hand to touch the pupils hidden under the silk satin, but was afraid of offending the other person, so he took it back halfway.

"Something went wrong." Wu Qing was vague and didn't want to answer the question. There were too many hints of Huang Yin mixed into the matter of the Soul Forbidden Pill, and she didn't know how to sort out an answer that wouldn't make the other party suspect that she had actually not forgotten him.

Sensing Wu Qing's indifference, Huang Yin was not disappointed. Regarding the current Wu Qing, he had to start over and get closer to her step by step. He could not be too hasty. It's much better now than when she glared at her yesterday.

"Can I take a look?" Huang Yin asked tentatively, his words filled with caution.

"Okay." Wu Qing agreed readily. There was nothing to hide, and more importantly, besides following Huang Yin's words, she had no way to break up this awkward situation.

Pulling off the knot, Wu Qing took off the ribbon and opened his eyes slightly. The slender upturned eyelashes flickered a few times, and the golden and silver pupils gradually appeared in front of Huang Yin's eyes.

The eyes that used to be so demonic and charming are now dim!

With a piercing pain in his heart, he raised his hand, and Huang Yin's fingers slightly touched the eyelashes that were fluttering like butterfly wings. Seeing that Wuqing didn't have any objectionable emotions, he gently touched her eyebrows and closed them. My eyelids felt cold to the touch.

Cold poison! It’s the remaining cold poison!

As smart as a phoenix, combined with his speculations during this period, he instantly understood the cause and effect of the matter.

Wu Qing did not really die ten years ago, it was just the cold poison that caused him to fake his death. No matter how poisonous the Soul Forbidden Pill was, it couldn't compare to the domineering physique of the Son of Chaos. Unfortunately, Wu Qing's cultivation had not yet recovered, and the dissipated cold poison still remained, and it was forced back on his eyes, causing blindness in both eyes.

It's his fault! It's his fault!

Huang Yin's other hand hanging by his side clenched and unclenched. Even though he knew it was only temporary, the mistakes he had committed could not be erased. If he didn't have those thoughts that are so ridiculous now, if he could confess everything back then, if he could take the Soul Forbidden Pill antidote to the little monster as soon as it was refined, there would be no such thing as this later. series of things.

If... if... regret it!

Feeling the soft breeze on his eyelids, Wu Qing's face was slightly stiff, and his chest was beating a few beats faster. She shed all the ice, was extremely gentle, and put down all the airs. This kind of Huangyin left her at a loss.

If he was as strong and stubborn as he was yesterday, she could attack him equally forcefully. But with Huang Yin in this state, she couldn't do anything.

"Who are you for hurting me and kidnapping me?" Wu Qing asked in a cold voice, trying to keep his voice cold.

"You are my wife" was about to blurt out, but Huang Yin suddenly swallowed it back. who is he? Who is he Wuqing? His Wuqing no longer remembers him, and everything he said is simply not true. What's more, he and Wu Qing never held any ceremony at all. If I had to pull something out, it was only the skin-to-skin kiss when he was drunk.

Much later, when Wu Qing asked the Master why he was always obsessed with one ritual, Huang Yin always smiled and said nothing. He couldn't say that in a certain year, he couldn't find any legitimate reason to stay by her side, and his obsession was so deep.

For him, a wedding is more of a peace of mind than a ceremony.

"I can help you deal with the spies in the palace." After thinking for a long time, Huang Yin finally figured out a human-like reason.

Wu Qing's lips were about to reject it without thinking, but after hearing these few words clearly, her expression changed - if Huang Yin was by her side, he was absolutely sure that she would be exposed in time. The birthplace was delayed for several years!

When he first met Huang Yin, he was in the Ruohan Hall of the Shrine. He seemed to be under surveillance, but at the same time he was respected. His status was a bit strange. Wu Qing was not sure of the reason, but she was certain that Huang Yin was definitely not as peaceful as he seemed.

In the past ten years, many members of the bright faction under Hirugami have awakened. Even ten years ago, many tribes from her dark clan had returned, and the nine-tailed demon fox was the most important one.

With these, as long as Huang Yin is willing, he can completely escort her!

Either keep a guy who is a bit of an eyesore by your side, or fight with the Divine Palace for a few more years to make the situation more complicated. Choose one of the two.

Business matters are official matters, and private matters are private matters. She can't miss important things because of her awkwardness. Just letting Huang Yin succeed so easily made Wu Qing unhappy: "Why should I believe you?"

Wu Qing had long expected this kind of reaction, so Huang Yin didn't answer. He raised his hand and placed it on his Dantian. After a burst of white light flashed, there was a milky-white golden bead in his hand, the size of a baby's fist. The sunlight streaming down from the window is like gold, surpassing any rare treasure in the world.

Faintly, Wu Qing could feel the explosive but peaceful power inside. This was definitely not an ordinary rare treasure, this was... the inner elixir! Huang Yin’s inner elixir!

"Xiao Qing'er, take it. If I do something wrong, crush it." Putting the inner elixir in Wu Qing's hand, Huang Yin smiled faintly.

Feeling the gentleness that contained the powerful power in his heart, a look of shock appeared on Wu Qing's face for the first time. Inner elixir, this is Huang Yin's inner elixir. She also has one in her body, and it gradually regained its luster when she broke through to the god level.

For any cultivator, the inner elixir is the most important thing. Once a magician condenses the inner elixir, even if their body is damaged in battle, as long as the inner elixir still exists, they can cultivate the body again.

However, Huang Yin's inner elixir cannot be measured by that of ordinary cultivators. What it carries is the life of a main god, and the power of a main god is all of Huang Yin!

Yes, everything! The Sons of Chaos were born in Chaos, and there is no talk of souls. As long as the inner elixir is there, they are eternal. When the inner elixir is destroyed, the soul is destroyed, and there is no talk of an afterlife!

If I do something wrong, you crush it!

Crush it!

Such cruel words to him were said so calmly!

The palm of her hand was hot. If Huang Yin hadn't been holding her hand, Wu Qing could hardly hold this small inner elixir.

"Xiao Qing'er, take it." Huang Yin pushed Wu Qing's hand, his dark jade eyes were like the rippling of a deep pool.

The posture of painting and ink, the frost and snow are the sacred jade and the bones, the bamboos are shaded by the beauty, and the white snow hangs on the strings of the breeze.

The young master is like jade, full of tenderness.

Huang Yin Wuqing couldn't bear it at all. After a few hesitations, she accepted the hot inner elixir in a daze.

There has been good progress. Huang Yin no longer gets close to or embarrasses Wu Qing, so he stopped today. Where Wu Qing couldn't see, his water-colored thin lips raised a bright arc.

Sure enough, his little monster is more willing to take soft things than hard things. Whether or not the inner elixir is in the body has little impact on the cultivator, and he can still practice and fight as usual. In this way, not only can he protect his little monster, but he can also slowly get closer to her.

In the human world, the Master of the Fuying Dynasty, who did not work despite his reputation, stepped in halfway, but life had to be taken care of, and the academy competition still had to go on as usual. Five members of the Presbyterian Church were killed at once, and they were short of personnel. It didn't matter that they couldn't find the manpower to organize the competition for a while. The dean personally took action!

It doesn't matter if one person does the work of five people. It doesn't matter if Nanyu's affairs still pile up on him and he works the night shift at night! Qian Mingshang almost went crazy with joy after hearing that her precious granddaughter had killed five old turtles of the Lei family and bloodbathed the main force of the Lei family in Linfeng Academy.

This granddaughter is exactly as her son said, extremely tough!

She didn't feel bad at all for Qian Jichen, who was injured and lying dead on the bed, and Qian Mingshang, the granddaughter who had been adopted by herself. As long as you can't die and it doesn't affect your cultivation, why are you screaming in bed?

Look at Wu Qing, who not only avenged that stinky girl Qian Jichen, but also made great contributions to the Lord's Mansion!

Qian Jichen was very resentful about this. They were both granddaughters, but she was the heir. Wu Qing was a free woman, so how could she be treated differently?

"Take medicine." Qian Jichen, who was lying on the bed and thinking about it, suddenly heard a neutral voice next to her ears. Her hair stood up and she looked along the clearly articulated hand holding the pill. Sure enough, she saw When it comes to Chi Mingxiao's face as white as jade.

"Go, go, go, get lost!" Qian Jichen, who was half lying on the bed after regaining his composure, raised his leg and kicked Chi Mingxiao. Naturally, the wound was injured, and he grimaced in pain.

Chi Damei had no sympathy for this at all. While Qian Jichen was screaming, she quickly threw the pill into her mouth. Poor Qian Jichen had a lump in his throat, his face turned red from holding back, and he almost choked out of breath before he swallowed the pill.