Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 682 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (102)

And the other side.

Inside the palace of King Heng.

Qinghun raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

After confirming that I read it correctly, the person in front of me is really my master.

Immediately, he walked up to meet him, "Master, are you back so soon?"

The man glanced at him lightly, pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and strode towards the inner courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Qinghun noticed that his emotions were a bit wrong, and the aura around him was also very attractive.

But the silly and sweet he just thought that the master was a little tired, and he didn't think much about it, he quickly followed, and he was still asking, "Master, how is it, isn't the seventh highness particularly happy to know that you are going to see her? "

The words 'Seventh Highness' successfully stopped the man's footsteps.

He also successfully touched his bottom line.

Which pot is not opened to mention which pot.

Qinghun is also blind.

deserve to be scolded.

The man turned his head and looked him up and down like a knife.

"This king is not happy, what does it have to do with you? Go down and receive a penalty!"

Qinghun was stunned for a moment.

Just as he was about to ask something more, he heard a loud "bang".

Ye Nanfeng slammed the door hard, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

Qinghun just stood outside the door blankly, scratching his head blankly.

He... why is he going to go down again to receive the punishment?

The master went to the border, why did it end like this when he came back?

Could it be that the Seventh Highness stimulated him again?

Only the Seventh Highness can make the master like this...

Qinghun sighed miserably. The punishment he just received a few days ago was going to be punished so soon...

He is still a child! He is still growing!

Being punished every day is not good for the body...

**

Ye Nanfeng originally postponed Zaochao on the grounds that he was ill, but in reality he wanted to stay with Bai Zhen.

And for the past two days, he has really been bedridden.

Not that he was sick or anything.

Just don't know what to do.

This feeling of helplessness and daze came back.

The window curtain completely blocked the light, and the room was pitch black. He lay there, blinking a pair of faint blue eyes, staring at the roof in a daze.

He remembered that when he first became a ghost, he was thinking about revenge, and later, he began to look around for a way to be reincarnated.

But day after day, year after year, this repetitive and boring life made him feel at a loss.

The future has nothing to look forward to, and the past has nothing to touch.

All day long, life will never end.

Therefore, he tried to slowly integrate into human life.

At least, it is rich.

Bai Zhen had asked him before why he pretended to be Gong Heng and sneaked into Dayan's court.

His answer was that he was just bored and had some fun.

Bai Zhen didn't believe it at that time.

But that's true.

He couldn't even remember how many thousand years old he was.

The grudges and blood feuds in his life made him obsessed with killing, which later became a way of pastimes boredom in his long life.

And Gong Heng's identity was just enough to fulfill his pastime.

But now.

That feeling of bewilderment returned.

Even killing-killing didn't interest him.

Ye Nanfeng was reluctant to admit it but had to admit it.

He did something wrong.

But don't know what to do.

He shut himself up in the house for three days.

Qinghun was obviously worried, but he didn't dare to disturb him, for fear that it would make his mood worse.