Chapter 243 The Empress' Whisper, the Portrait of the Netherworld Princess

The night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sun slowly shone into the palace, Nie Chen turned over and sat up.

Last night, I used Chu Qingyue as a pillow for the whole night, and she seemed to have a very comfortable sleep this time.

Not only that...

Nie Chen looked at the empress who was still sleeping.

She closed her eyes lightly, her delicate body trembling slightly with her even breathing.

That beautiful sleeping face is as tranquil and intoxicating as the fairy in the painting.

Nie Chen couldn't help but smile, gently pulled up the corner of the quilt, and lightly covered Chu Qingyue's snow-white shoulders.

Recalling last night, even Nie Chen himself did not expect that the empress would suddenly become so proactive.

But even though she barely gained a little advantage by using [Old Tricks Again], Chu Qingyue was very proactive last night.

Because of his understanding of the empress, Nie Chen could already imagine how shy and cute she would be when she woke up.

Ups and downs, memories are unforgettable.

The only problem is...

Nie Chen reluctantly got out of bed, feeling as if his whole body had been drained, and he couldn't use any strength at all.

Even walking seemed a little staggering, and he could only hold on to the wall.

The ancients once said: "The highest state of eating at a buffet is to hold on to the wall to enter and to exit."

But I didn't expect that the empress' palace would be like this...

After finally holding on to the wall and walking out of the palace door, Nie Chen gently opened the door. In the sunlight, Nie Chen felt how weak he was.

As expected of an empress, I’d better pretend to fall asleep after using the [old trick again], otherwise...

"Hiss~"

Nie Chen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, this is probably what is said.

On the surface, the empress looks aloof and arrogant, as if she is extremely indifferent to everything in the world.

But when faced with that kind of thing, it’s terrifying!

"Nie Chen, why are you like this? Could it be that you suffered some hidden injury during the battle and suddenly broke out?"

At this moment, Elder Wang, who was passing by in the distance, suddenly noticed Nie Chen.

Seeing Nie Chen's pale and thin face under the sun, he was obviously frightened.

You know, yesterday, Nie Chen was still punching the Sifang Holy Emperor on the ring, achieving impressive results that no one could match.

As a result, after just one night, Nie Chen's face turned frighteningly pale, and he became extremely weak as if he had lost ten pounds overnight.

If he hadn't suffered a severe hidden injury, Elder Wang would not have been able to imagine what could have caused Nie Chen, who had such strength, to become like this.

"It's okay, I'm just a little weak."

Nie Chen waved his hand.

There's really nothing serious about my body, I'm just a little bit about to collapse.

However, fortunately, a few pills were refined in advance.

Nie Chen slowly and finally took out the Longyin Yang Yang Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

The moment the elixir entered his mouth, countless yang energy instantly filled Nie Chen's limbs.

It was as warm as the sun and restored the energy in his body.

Nie Chen never thought that one day he would finally use the refined Dragon Song Aphrodisiac Pill.

But he soon discovered that even the dignified seventh-grade elixirs and the Longyin Yang Yang Pill, which contained countless spiritual energy and yang energy, could not completely make up for his body.

The deficit is so huge that even the countless yang energy is not enough.

"The Empress is too outrageous."

Nie Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to take two more pills.

Although Emperor Feiyu and Emperor Yushan were killed, it seems that improving their strength has become more urgent than before.

If he can't reach the realm of the Great Emperor quickly, even with the existence of the Dragon Song Aphrodisiac Pill, he won't be able to withstand the Empress!

"What kind of elixir is this? It has such a curative effect..."

Seeing that Nie Chen's thinness and weakness were making up for it at a speed visible to the naked eye, even his expression softened to an unknown degree.

Elder Wang seemed a little curious and looked at the elixir in Nie Chen's hand.

But when he saw it clearly, he was stunned.

What Nie Chen took was the Dragon's Yin Aphrodisiac Pill that was refined that day.

What's more important is that the direction Nie Chen came from just now was from the empress's palace.

Combined with the extremely weak feeling that Nie Chen showed just now, Elder Wang was stunned on the spot.

"Nie Chen...you!"

…

The sun shone softly into the bedroom, and Chu Qingyue lifted the quilt covering her body with warmth all over her body.

The corner of the quilt was tightly covered, and it was obviously covered with care by Nie Chen before leaving.

Half-sitting up, her snow-white shoulders were exposed from the quilt. Looking at the sunlight outside, Chu Qingyue couldn't help but smile.

The smile on the corner of her mouth is so sweet.

“Hmph, I didn’t expect that I almost lost to him again yesterday.

Damn Nie Chen, what method did he use to recover in an instant! "

Recalling what happened last night, she instantly felt her cheeks become red and hot, and her heart was beating like a deer.

But Chu Qingyue was not discouraged.

"You were the one who fell asleep yesterday. Next time, I won't lose again!"

Inadvertently, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Chu Qingyue took out the green bamboo stick from under the pillow and placed it lightly on the corner of her mouth.

No music score was used. At this moment, I just played according to the melody written in my heart.

The melodious Xiao sound floated in the palace, like a trickle, soft and sweet.

What's more important is that the hidden emotion in it makes the whole Xiao Sheng seem to be more strenuous.

There is the sorrow of parting and the joy of meeting again.

The joy of meeting a lover and the nostalgia for the past.

The melodious sound of the flute seemed to float around the Tianyun Palace like fairy music, and it attracted several birds from the sky.

Several birds with colorful feathers flew into the bedroom and landed on Chu Qingyue's snow-white shoulders.

The white clothes fell on the bed.

Accompanied by the echoing sound of the flute, the birds also sang melodiously like singing.

The sun shone down, and the beautiful figure seemed like a banished fairy in the world, beautiful beyond description.

After the flute sound ended, Chu Qingyue put down the bamboo flute in her hand, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Sister Ming, my life now has changed a lot compared to the past.

I wonder what you are doing now?"

Chu Qingyue murmured to herself, her eyes moving, and she looked at the scroll on the wall of the bedroom with a smile.

There are many hanging scrolls, but the most exquisite and carefully framed one is quietly placed in the depths of the palace.

On that scroll, there is a painting of a slightly gloomy but extremely beautiful girl.

The girl wears an exquisite crown on her head, which sets off her unique temperament.

And no one knows that the portrait painted on this scroll is the appearance of the princess of the underworld, Youming!