Several books in Balian's arms fell to the ground in shock. He leaned over to pick them up and said slightly angrily: "What's the waste? Miss Yin, can you be more serious?"
Yin Baishuang said: "I have been waiting here for a day and a night for your good news, and you come back with a face full of girlish rouge. Who is the crooked one?"
Balian carefully arranged the pile of books in his arms and put them on the desk, and said helplessly: "We underestimated the ability of His Majesty the Demon King. When I came to look for her, I saw her lying on the pile of books as if she was extremely tired. I took a nap while reading the official document.
I never thought that I would wake her up as soon as I entered the underworld. Who knew that she was so energetic that she actually ordered me to play chess, fight crickets, play beads, and mix incense and grind with her.
She was having a great time, she didn't even approve the official documents, and she acted like a child all day and night. These marks on my body are from her chewing on me after I lost a cricket fight with her. "
This Demon Lord acted like a child, and Balian thought he couldn't resist it. After playing with her for a whole day, his bones were almost exhausted.
Ning Feiyan, who was leaning on the bed and took out a delicate and slender golden cigarette rod from nowhere, puffed away smoke and said with a smile:
"Are you sure she didn't win you multiple times on purpose so that she could leave her mark on you so that you could come back and be seen by the women sleeping in your palace?
Why do you really think that Your Majesty is a playful child after you have been fooling around all day and night? She is clearly declaring her sovereignty to us. "
Yin Baishuang frowned secretly, wondering how this king of the demon world could do such unnecessary things as a petty person.
I really think this little corpse demon is so handsome that even a woman would fall in love with him, right?
It was as if no one could chew out the big red rouge mark, and he deliberately used this trick to show them.
Whose heart are you trying to block?
Needless to say, Lord Ning He, who is as poisonous as a flower and a poisonous snake, obviously has a ruthless and cold-hearted personality with his charming and bright smile. How can he care who the little corpse demon is hooking up with.
And she had already put on this wedding dress for that person, and it had not changed for two hundred years. Even though the little corpse demon's temperament and habits were very similar to him, it was not him after all, and it could not be him.
As for Su Jing, Yin Baishuang has been fighting with her for two hundred years. It can be said that if one of them survives, this grudge will continue forever.
Although she did hate Su Jing from the bottom of her heart, she had to admit that this woman's obsession was by no means shallower than hers.
Su Jing had no reason to eat such nonsense.
None of the three women present had any interest in the little corpse demon. The demon king's wishful thinking might be in vain.
Yin Baishuang sneered to herself, but before she could finish laughing at the Demon Lord's childish behavior...
"Wipe it off." Su Jing's cold voice sounded. Her expression was indifferent and serious, with no emotion shown on her face, but she... handed out a handkerchief.
The sneer on Yin Baishuang's face gradually disappeared.
She looked sideways at Su Jing, her eyes seemed to be filled with sudden storms and gusts of wind, with a bit of confused confusion and cold scrutiny.
But soon these complicated emotions disappeared as she lowered her eyelashes.
Balian was startled by Su Jing's cold tone. He stared blankly at the handkerchief handed to him by Su Jing.
He said "Huh?" in confusion.
I don't know why, although Miss Su is usually cold and affectionate, she seemed to be particularly cold to him today.
Balian looked at her side face, which was completely submerged in the half-shadowed shadow. Her dark eyes were as cold as water, and the chill penetrated her body. She enunciated her words clearly and spoke again: "You should know that I don't like the color red. Look at it." garish."
"Don't rub it." Yin Baishuang sneered again and again, thinking that Su Jing was referring to Sang and Huai, and deliberately targeted her: "Don't like red? That's a coincidence. I don't like the way you are dressed for funerals the most. It looks very... It's bad luck, why don't you just straighten up and get out, so as not to be an eyesore!"
Su Jing's expression immediately turned extremely cold.
Seeing that the two women who finally got along quietly in the same room were about to start fighting over a trivial matter.
Balian hurriedly took the handkerchief from Su Jing's hand and wiped it on her cheeks and forehead: "Okay, okay, you two girls must be tired after waiting for me all day. There is a side hall here, you might as well go first Let’s go down and rest for a while, so that we can have enough energy so that we can discuss a good strategy and leave here, right?”
Yin Baishuang snorted coldly, turned around and left in a bad mood.
Su Jing withdrew his gaze and left without saying anything more.
The Chaomu Hall is very wide and there are many side halls. The two of them chose the two farthest areas to live in with a tacit understanding.
Bailian wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After recuperating for a day, Ning Feiyan still looked good and slowly blew out several rounds of smoke rings and knocked the white ash from the cigarette rod in his hand.
She raised her seductive lips and showed a beautiful smile: "Didn't the master just say that he wanted to bathe and change clothes? Do you need me to prepare hot water for the master and serve him in the bath?"
This was the first time that Balian saw the thing in her hand. Ning Feiyan looked in good spirits at the moment, with bright eyes.
But under the smoke, her face looked extremely pale, as if the white smoke coming out of her thin lips was the essence of her body.
The smoke she exhaled carried a very familiar light fragrance, and Balian had smelled a similar smell on the Demon Lord.
He couldn't help but frown and said: "What is that thing in your hand? I have never seen you smoke it before."
"Ah, tell me this." Ning Feiyan raised the gorgeous and exquisite pole in his hand and said with a blurred smile: "This thing is a good thing. It's called Mengsheng Yanluo. It was extracted from the evil mirror of hell. An incense made from Mengsheng flowers. This incense can induce hallucinations and paralyze the spirit.
My back hurt so much that I couldn't sleep well, so I got two tubes of Mengsheng cigarettes from His Majesty the Demon King in the early years, which had a miraculous effect on relieving pain, and they came in handy at this time. "
Although it is said that Ning Feiyan's words are usually false, what he said today is indeed true.
She had been injured by samadhi for many days, and the pain was severe every night, but today it was the first time she took out the incense and inhaled it.
Balian knew that if the pain was not unbearable, he would not be able to get rid of the incense.
He looked at Ning Feiyan's bright eyes with a bone-gnawing sense of decadence, and guessed that although this thing could relieve temporary pain, it was not a good thing after all.
Moreover, corpse demons have no sense of smell, and most of the smells that corpse demons can smell are related to death.
His brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "Stop whipping that thing. If it really hurts, ask your fellow doctor to come and take a look at it."
Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and actually walked down from the bed barefoot. Her legs that were broken yesterday can be moved today. It seems that she still has a lot of good skills hidden. It is no wonder that she was tortured by Shemali. For a long time, she was not seen falling down.
In the thin curls, she has a graceful figure, with ink-like hair on the temples, cold white jade-like skin, earlobes connected to the orbs, elegant outline, and affectionate features. She came to Balian and picked up a book on the case.
Ning Feiyan said with a strange expression, "Huh? Aren't these the little memorials in His Majesty's palace? Why did you bring them here?"
