After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

The hands of the palace people who walked with both hands in the palace were different, because it was too clean, not like the hands of a servant who was used to rough work.

Jun Qing closed his eyes, let himself be entangled by those hands like a rootless duckweed, and walked slowly towards the bath.

I don’t know when there were no other palace people in the palace, and only the sound of dripping water could be heard in the quiet surroundings. The bathing pool was repaired very extravagantly, and the size of the entire room was filled by just one bath. There is a strong smell of incense in the room.

With that hand, he gently took off the cumbersome clothes on Jun Qing's body, and took off the prosperous national teacher's clothes, Jun Qing almost had the illusion that he was several catties lighter.

When he got out of the pool, Jun Qing felt the water rushing to his chest. There was too much water vapor around the bath, and after a while his eyelashes were stained with many tiny drops of water, which made it itchy.

Jun Qing blinked, and the drops of water condensed and grew bigger and fell from the end of the eyelashes.

Even though he opened his eyes, there was still darkness in front of Jun Qing's eyes, but he felt a little at ease in this darkness.

Has he not seen such a silent and peaceful day for a long time?

After soaking in the pool for a while, the hand suddenly fell behind his back. Junqing's heart jumped subconsciously, and then he remembered that the body he was using now was not his real body, but was made by acquired spiritual materials. fake out.

He relaxed, and suddenly a voice rang in his ears: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Junqing's eyelids twitched, but his mouth was still tightly closed, keeping the silence to the end.

The man was not annoyed when he didn't get an answer, and moved his arms slowly, but it was——to rub Junqing's back.

Junqing: ...It's quite comfortable.

For some reason, he is now lazy and has no intention of resisting, so a delicate balance is maintained between the two of them.

After cleaning his body, Junqing put on the light underwear under the service of the owner of the hands. When dressing, Junqing naturally opened his arms and lifted it up, so that the person could change his clothes. It was so natural The other party gave a chuckle: "You are still as used to enjoyment as before."

Junqing said in his heart: If he can't enjoy it, what's the use of cultivating the Tao?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Jun Qing tightened his coat and walked to his room.

And that person is still following behind step by step, not knowing what the purpose is.

Finally arrived in the house, Jun Qing groped to the side of the bed, then lifted the quilt and lay down in the soft quilt.

Immortal cultivators don't distinguish between the sun, the moon, autumn and winter, and don't need to eat or sleep, but Junqing is different from them, and he also likes to sleep and taste delicious food.

This is true for both of their brothers.

After a tiring day, he was finally able to relax. Junqing closed his eyes, and his consciousness soon became a little blurred. He seemed to be unaware that it was a matter of going to sleep directly in front of a person with "unknown origins" who might even have evil intentions. What a strange thing, in the eyes of another person at the scene, Junqing's self-importance was in line with his temperament.

The edge of the bed collapsed slightly, and Jun Qing felt someone sitting next to him.

A hand stroked lightly on his soft long hair that fell outside the quilt, and then the voice sighed in a low voice:

"How did you make yourself like this..."

"..."

Junqing remained silent, just pretending that she had completely fallen into a dark and sweet dream.

Although he didn't say anything, he said in his heart: "This is not my body, so there is no need to worry."

After that, he didn't know anything, but he could sense that the man was sitting there until he fell asleep.

……

In the early morning of the second day, when Jun Qing woke up, he felt a little, and sure enough, the man had already left.

Pursing his lower lip, Jun Qing felt a little strange in his heart, and then he buried this feeling.

When he got up, some palace servants came over, first gently and carefully wiped his cheeks with a warm towel, and then brought bamboo salt and water for gargling.

When Jun Qing was doing it, someone respectfully put soft shoes made of rabbit fur on his feet.

He couldn't help slandering the extravagance of mortal life again in his heart.

Everything returned to normal. It seemed that nothing happened last night. No one from the unknown sneaked in here, and all the palace people were unaware of the change.

Junqing felt something was wrong.

Yue Ye hasn't come back since last night.

Recalling the things that happened since he lost his memory, Jun Qing felt that he had reason to doubt whether Yue Ye met someone unlucky, and then he was killed by the old hatred.

Pointing to the table, Jun Qing said, "You all step back."

Those palace people immediately fell to their knees: "Master Guoshi! Is there something we didn't do well to make you angry?!"

Junqing: ...

Can't help but sigh with emotion that the servants living in the palace really have no status and dignity, Jun Qing sent them away with a few words and then tried to contact Yue Ye.

This time they got in touch, Junqing asked a little bit, and the two exchanged messages, but both of them concealed something from each other.

The difference is that Junqing already guessed what Yue Ye was hiding, and Yue Ye didn't know that a guy who made him feel like a stick in his throat had unknowingly met his most beloved person last night.

After confirming Yue Ye's safety, Jun Qing set up a barrier around his palace, and then started the real layout.

And what happened next began to develop as he thought——

The feat of the sword smashing the black clouds and shaking the stars at the ceremony of the national teacher's appointment has spread as quickly as wings.

And the spreading speed exploded even faster under the deliberate actions of Yue Ye and Jun Qing. If calculated in this way, it would be able to spread throughout the entire banquet in at least three months!

Three months may not seem short, but in fact, the speed of news circulation among mortals is already amazing.

And in the past three months, Junqing has continued to join the national teacher of the banquet, and shake the national fortune of the banquet with his own power!

Such a big movement... naturally attracted that person's attention.

In the territory of the Southern Demon Lord, in the deep black hall, a person showed an interesting smile.

"So that's how it is... Do you think I can't do anything about you because you're hiding in the mortal dynasty?"

As he said this, his expression twisted.

It's hard to explain just what kind of expression it is.

Morbid and distorted, it seems to cover all the maliciousness one can think of at a glance!

What kind of a person can produce such pure malice!

But amidst the malice, there is also a very deep hope.

At this moment, the boy sitting in the man's arms couldn't help shivering.

As the favorite of the Southern Demon Venerable, that young man has a beautiful face with a hint of charm, and a natural furnace physique. It can be said that he is the best that is hard to find in thousands. Okay, but for some reason this day, the boy always felt anxious.

With his heart beating like a drum, the young man mustered up the courage to look up at the man who was holding him, but his pupils suddenly narrowed into a line.

Because the expression on the face of the Southern Demon Lord at this time is too scary! !

Just one glance almost made him feel that he had died countless times, and the young man's body wrestled like chaff. I am afraid that after this one glance, he would never be able to keep calm in front of the Southern Demon Lord.

It's hard to imagine that the Southern Demon Lord, who looks gentle, elegant and handsome, can scare people like this.

Still trembling, the young man suddenly heard a gentle voice ringing in his ears:

"Little fish, am I so scary? Why... are you shaking all the time?"

"No, no, Your Majesty...you, you are not scary at all..."

The young man called Xiaoyu tremblingly replied, but it's a pity that his intermittent and trembling words were insincere no matter how they sounded.

Lin Qingquan was silent for a while.

During the time when he was silent, Xiaoyu's heart almost jumped out of his throat, time seemed to slow down, and he was powerlessly waiting for the unusually slow death that would come.

When Xiaoyu was already in despair, Lin Qingquan suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Okay, why are you so afraid of me? Could it be that I will eat you? Well... But I have indeed eaten you many times." There was a hint of a smile in his voice, and he even opened his mouth. An ambiguous joke.

Xiaoyu's body gradually relaxed. He felt that he was being put down. As soon as his weak legs touched the ground, he almost fell to the ground. It was Lin Qingquan who helped him up.

Xiao Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, Xiao Yu hesitated for a while, and mustered up the courage to raise his eyes to glance at Lin Qingquan.

……

It seems that there is no terrifying scene as imagined.

Xiaoyu was in a trance for a while, almost doubting that what he saw before was his hallucination, would the elegant man in front of him really show that expression like a deadly ghost?

"Okay, I see you are tired too, I won't bother you today, go back." Lin Qingquan said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Koizumi said in a low voice, and his footsteps couldn't help but quicken.

He wanted to go back quickly and get a good night's sleep, better to wake up and find that everything was just a nightmare.

With such beautiful thoughts in mind, Xiaoyu suddenly found that the scene in front of him was a bit strange——

Why, his eyes are spinning rapidly?

In the rapidly rotating field of vision, he seemed to see... his own body...

With the sound of something falling to the ground, Lin Qingquan withdrew his hand expressionlessly, without a drop of blood on it.

The boy's fallen body has been dragged away, leaving only a winding bloodstain.

And the head he left behind was picked up by Lin Qingquan and played with it in his hand.

Lin Qingquan clenched his head tightly in his hands, and the smile on his face became ferocious again.

"Finally don't plan to hide...!"

Everything in that expression, apart from ecstasy, also had extremely deep fear.