allonlinenovel Chapter 131 White Photo Album is like this
Chapter 131 White Photo Album is like this
Someone rushed into the courtyard like a breeze, his face darkened, his steps were light, and a faint eerie aura emanated from his body.
His gaze fell on Qin Muyue, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Xing'er..." He murmured softly until the girl and the other two turned their heads and the trace of nostalgia on their faces disappeared.
"Is this the darling girl hidden by the Regent?" The young man was as beautiful as a picture, with black hair down to his waist, skin as white as cream, and the afterglow in his eyes was as beautiful as beautiful clouds. His voice, which was still chilly in the spring, was tinged with teasing.
He walked to the girl's wheelchair, squatted down, and looked her in the eye. There was a little red mole at the corner of his upturned eyes, and his beautiful face was just like the charming lover in his dreams.
The Liwangzun of Yunshan is the most beautiful and ruthless - such a sentence appeared in my mind for no reason.
Qin Muyue was slightly startled, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
"This ghost clan elder, are you here to visit a useless person like me?"
Yun Zhihe smiled gently. He stretched out his hand and gently brushed Qin Muyue's hair. His movements were gentle and natural. "Useless person? I think you are the most heartless and like to lie."
Xiaoying and Bai Yueguang looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Yun Zhihe took out a piece of exquisite peach blossom cake from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Muyue: "I know you like peach blossom cake, so I prepared it specially for you."
Qin Muyue took the peach blossom cake, took a bite, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "This peach blossom cake tastes quite delicious."
Yun Zhihe's mouth curled up into a smile: "Cream yellow core, right?"
Qin Muyue felt strange in her heart, her eyes were wandering, she kept eating the cakes, and said vaguely: "Thank you, senior."
Yun Zhihe stood up and stretched out his hand, but the girl turned her head away.
He lowered his eyes, his expression dark. "Your name is Qin Muyue now, right?"
The girl was full of confusion. What else could she be called if not Qin Muyue?
Xiaoying and Baishe silently retreated to the side, Xiaoying just watched the show, while Bai Yueguang went to make tea.
Yun Zhihe's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible sadness, and his gaze seemed to have traveled through a thousand years of time and space, and was fixed on Qin Muyue. His heart was filled with complex emotions, including the joy of reunion and unspeakable pain.
"Qin Muyue..." He repeated the name softly, his fingertips brushing across his heart, cursing inwardly: You little heartless thing, I blocked a sword for you, and you forgot it so completely.
His fingers trembled slightly, showing his repressed anger.
Qin Muyue sensed something was wrong with Yun Zhihe, and a sense of uneasiness rose in her heart.
She looked up, trying to find the answer in Yun Zhihe's eyes, but found only ambiguous darkness there.
"Senior, could you please tell me your name?" Although Qin Muyue thought he was very handsome, she felt a little guilty. There were not many people these days who could give her this kind of pressure, not to mention that this guy was a ghost.
Yun Zhihe smiled but didn't.
"No, I, Yun Zhihe, am just a nobody. How can I be qualified to know the beloved disciple of Fu Guang Xian Zun?" When he talked about a certain Xian Zun, he almost gritted his teeth.
[Why is there a sour taste]
[It’s all bad fate.]
[Xiaoying, if it’s fake, just tell me, no need to nag me]
[Daozu, you will find out sooner or later]
【Duke is not necessary】
Looking at the girl's eyes, Yun Zhihe really wanted to pinch her waist and ask: Qin Muyue, do you have no heart?
"Excuse me, it turns out you are the eldest prince of the ghost tribe." The girl's eyes flashed with suspicion, and she saluted with her fists. She was sure that she had never seen this beauty before, but the other party looked like she knew her.
"It's okay, we can get to know each other better." Yun Zhihe patted the armrest of the girl's wheelchair.
Bai Yueguang brought a tea tray and a pot of spiritual tea. The girl had no choice but to pretend to be nice to the ghosts and obediently went to the table to drink tea with the Crown Prince.
Hua Xinfeng had just finished discussing business with Yun Zhihe, but unexpectedly, the ghost ran off to look for the hostage in the wheelchair.
As soon as he arrived, he saw the girl and the ghost clan's prince having a happy conversation. Hua Xinfeng felt a little uncomfortable. Why did everyone want to see Qin Muyue?
Even the Demon Lord sent a visiting invitation, saying he would come in a day.
With the arrival of the flower trade wind, the atmosphere in the courtyard becomes more subtle.
His eyes swept back and forth between Qin Muyue and Yun Zhihe, with a hint of barely perceptible resentment in his eyes.
Yun Zhihe glanced at the fox clan regent lightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He just wanted to come and see the little liar of this life, but a fox came to disturb him.
"Your Highness Yun, Miss Qin is not feeling well. I am willing to pay my respects on her behalf. I hope Your Highness can understand." There was a hint of coldness in Hua Xinfeng's voice. He walked to Qin Muyue's side and protected her behind him without making a sound.
Yun Zhihe raised his eyebrows, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. "Hua Xinfeng, you came at the right time. I am drinking tea and chatting with Miss Xiaoyue. Would you like to have a cup too?"
Hua Xinfeng took the teacup handed to him by Yun Zhihe and sat directly on the other side of Qin Muyue.
"Qin Muyue is my guest official. I hope I have not offended Your Highness. Even if Miss Qin has neglected Your Highness, please do not embarrass her for my sake."
Qin Muyue felt the undercurrent between the two big men. She drank her tea silently. For a sickly and honest person like her, it was enough for her to be a beautiful girl quietly.
She didn't want to become the topic of their conversation.
"Don't worry, Your Highness the Regent. Even though this is my first time meeting Senior Yun, I will be fully polite." There was a hint of fatigue in Qin Muyue's voice.
Yun Zhihe smiled gently, his eyes carrying a hint of deep meaning. "Xiao Yue'er, you and I hit it off right away, how about I take you in as my disciple?"
[I've heard of wild flowers. Can you find a wild master when you travel around these days? ]
[Doesn’t this make you seem like a popular figure?]
Hua Xinfeng's face darkened. Undercurrents were surging within the ghost clan, and it looked like there would be a civil strife at any time. For a woman as weak, pitiful and helpless as Qin Muyue, being the apprentice of the prince was no different from waiting to die.
There was a hint of suspicion in Hua Xinfeng's eyes. He had reason to suspect that the disciple of the ghost clan's chief must also be a ghost.
Considering that Qin Muyue's meridians were completely shattered and her cultivation was completely gone, it was not impossible for Yun Zhihe to kill her and make her practice the ghost way.
Hua Xinfeng clenched the teacup tightly, and he used his eyes to hint at the girl frantically: Girl, don't agree to him, you will die!
But he did not refute directly, but turned to care about Qin Muyue. "Qin Muyue, you are not feeling well, so you should not socialize too much. I will take you back to your room to rest."
The girl saw Hua Xinfeng's worried look. She coughed a few times, with a weak yet tenacious expression, and said slowly: "No, please forgive me, Your Highness. Yue'er only has Jun Yuzheng as her master in this life."
Yun Zhihe's face darkened, and he finally felt what jealousy was. He gritted his teeth, analyzed calmly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth. "Yue'er, there is no rule in the world of immortal cultivation that you can only have one master. I can be second."