Charm of a Thousand Moons

"smell good."

Lielot, who was serving the dishes, saw Qian Yueche coming out, and hurriedly pulled up the chair for him: "This is the medicine sent by the medical doctor. The subordinates believed that the master is afraid of suffering, so they adjusted it together with the meal." Before Qianyue God had ordered that Qian Yueche hadn't eaten for a day and seemed to have no appetite.

Therefore, the medicine and food cooked by Lielot are light in taste and nutritious.

Qian Yueche nodded: "Where's Father?" If he was not feeling well before, he would always see the figure of that man guarding the bed when he woke up, why didn't he see it today.

"Your Majesty just went out and guarded the master for a long time, but he didn't see the master waking up. I thought the master still needed to rest. Your Majesty said that he would go back as soon as he went, and let the master go to bed and rest after eating." Lie Luote said truthfully, "Master's Is the ankle hurting again?" Seeing that Qian Yueche was walking in a strange way, Lielot thought that it should be related to the ankle.

Medical magic is not omnipotent. Because of the relationship with the ice silkworm, Qian Yueche had her ankles cut open. Although the scars were removed after the treatment of medical magic, Qian Yueche was too young at that time, and had reserved There are still remnants of old injuries, just like arthritis, which occasionally breaks out.

"En." Qian Yueche nodded, her delicate brows were furrowed, the royal father should be looking for Cang Qiong at this time.

In another room, two big men looked at each other face to face, a dangerous atmosphere circulated between the two of them, quite like rivals in love meeting each other, killing them quickly.

Cang Qiong raised his eyebrows, and his elegant voice sneered: "Why, do you want to compete with me?" The disdainful voice had an aftertaste. The voice of an elf is nice, especially the elf emperor, who is the spirit of all things. His voice is natural. It was the sound of nature, but at this time, such a melodious voice had such a disdainful tone.

Without reducing the half of the man's elegance.

Qianyue God's cold and arrogant eyes raised an unknown smile, and the luxurious figure came to the front of the sky, and pinched the chin of the sky with his right hand: "No, I don't want to compete with you."

The man's sudden approach stunned the sky, his deep voice was different from the gentleness of the past, it seemed to carry a hint of repressed sex appeal, damn it, what does this man want to do?

"I want to kill you." Qian Yueshen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he pinched the hand on the sky's chin, using some spiritual energy.

"You..." Cang Qiong was startled, because the killing intent in Qianyue God's eyes was so obvious, but when he wanted to look carefully again, Qian Yue God had already let go of his hand, and the bottom of his eyes was as warm as ever, " So, don't let me take a chance."

"Hmph, would I be afraid of you? Thousands of years ago I wasn't afraid of you, and thousands of years from now, I wouldn't take you seriously either." Cang Qiong put away his cynical attitude, raised his eyes provocatively, " You don't deserve to be with him, you never did."

"Haha..." Qianyue God suddenly laughed, looking at the sky with scrutiny, "He and I have never needed the approval of others, or..." Qian Yueshen lowered his gaze, "I and him Do you deserve it?" The charming peach eyes were maliciously provocative, and the magnetic voice seemed to be a dark temptation.

poof...

For some reason, Cang Qiong felt the voice of his own heart beating faster: "You are presumptuous."

"Presumptuous?" Qian Yueshen bent down and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair where Cang Qiong sat down. "No one has ever told me what presumptuousness is, or do you want to know how I can be more presumptuous?"

"You...you are dressed in clothes

"Hush." ​​Qian Yueshen stretched out his hand to cover Cang Qiong's lips, and the temperature of his palm made Cang Qiong startled again, "I've always been curious? For thousands of years, you have been following him and hurting him non-stop. Tell him clearly. Others you love him, but..." Qian Yueshen's hand stroked the left chest of the upper sky, his heart was beating, "but you should hate me, but why, why never killed me to a real extent, the one on the top of Lingshan At that time, you sealed my spiritual power. With your skill, the time at that time was enough for you to disperse my soul, but you kept my last breath. After reincarnation, you clearly know that I am the Lord of the Night, It's the man you hate so much, but why has he never attacked me? I was still a human being at that time, and I was no match for you at all. I haven't recovered yet, why don't you do it to me?"

"You..." Cang Qiong's breathing quickened, this man is so terrifying, he is no longer the indifferent Lord of the Night, he has more strength and more than the Lord of the Night ...Damn it, Cang Qiong shook his head and waved away the thoughts in his mind. He actually felt that this man was also somewhat attractive.

"It seems that you understand." Qian Yueshen moved away, and his slender figure was reflected in the light of the night pearl, with a smile on his thin lips, "Sometimes, I think, what you call loving him, Are you jealous of him, jealous that he has me, actually..."

"Shut up." Cang Qiong blushed and stood up from the chair, "It's nonsense, it's nonsense." Jumei's face flushed, and she stared fiercely at Qianyue God.

"It doesn't matter." Qian Yueshen turned and left, and when he crossed the threshold, a serious voice came out, "I only want him for life and life, so don't give me a reason to kill you and hurt him, even if you are his brother, I won't show mercy either." After saying those words, the figure disappeared from the sky's sight.

The sky in the room couldn't recover for a long time, what was that damned man, the man he hated so much talking about?

Said that he fell in love with him, how could it be possible, what he likes is light, it has always been light, that man...that man...

In the end, the Elf Emperor, who couldn't bear the blow, left the palace with a liver-colored face.

Feeling Qianyue Che's aura from a distance, the man's figure came into Qian Yueche's eyes in a blink of an eye, and he waved at the man. Qian Yueche stepped forward, picked Qian Yueche up from the chair, Sit on your own lap.

Qian Yueche sniffed the familiar smell and wrinkled her little nose: "Royal father smells like the sky."