Chapter 125 I really want to kiss the tears off her face
Feng Linrui looked at Zhuo Ye who was crying and Feng Linge who looked distressed, and sighed with a complicated expression. Then he stood up, turned to the ministers with concerned faces and said: "Prince Jin needs to rest.
All dear friends, please come back." After saying that, he looked at Feng Linche and said, "Third brother, please follow me out."
Feng Lince pursed his lips, then glanced at Zhuo Ye with a twinkling look, and stood up.
"Miss Zhuo, please look after Lin Ge." After saying that, he stepped out of the bedroom, followed by Feng Linche, Feng Liyu and several ministers.
In the hall outside the bedroom.
After the ministers left, Feng Linrui looked at Feng Lince and sighed: "I know how you feel about Miss Zhuo, but Lin Ge... I hope he can live... happily... during these days...
…”
There was already a hint of choking in Feng Linrui's last words...
Feng Lince clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and then said calmly: "I understand."
"Oh...I'm going back to the palace first, you should...go back earlier..." Feng Linrui said, turned around and walked out the door.
Feng Lince nodded, and then sat stiffly on the chair. His face was frighteningly calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
In the bedroom.
Feng Linge stared blankly at Zhuo Ye who covered his face with his hands. It wasn't until Feng Linrui and the others were gone that he came back to his senses, gently pulled out his hand and said: "Zhuo Ye
Girl... you..." Regarding Zhuo Ye's actions, he felt shocked, happy, sad and powerless in his heart. It was so complicated that it was difficult to describe...
However, Zhuo Ye pressed Feng Linge's hand and refused to let go. He looked at Feng Linge with tears in his eyes and asked with a trembling voice: "Why did you rescue me?"
"Ahem..." Feng Linge coughed twice and said, "You are in danger because of me, I..."
"Stop talking!" Zhuo Ye interrupted Feng Linge before he could finish his words. She knew that she would get the same words as when he saved her last time...
"I...Okay, I won't talk anymore..." Feng Linge sighed almost inaudibly. Apart from such rhetoric, he really didn't know what to say. Should he tell her at this time that it was because of him?
Do you love her so much that you risk your own life to save her?
Sigh... He is already dying, so why bother disturbing her mood...
"Why are you so stupid? You can be selfish..." Zhuo Ye's tears were like broken pearls, still falling uncontrollably...
"You don't have to feel guilty, cough...cough...my body...I have long expected that such a day would happen..." Feng Linge knew his current situation very well, and he knew that everyone also knew that just now Feng Linrui and others
He Zhuo Ye asked for his guarantee, but he just... refused to accept it...
"No! Don't say stupid things!" Zhuo Ye's vision was blurry: "There must be a chance of improvement. The emperor has already sent someone to invite Gou Qi. Although I don't know who Gou Qi is, I heard from the doctor just now that Gou Qi will
There is a way to cure your illness, Linge. You are so beautiful, and God will not bear to be so cruel to you..."
Hearing this, Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye with a keen eye. After a while, he asked in a low voice with a hint of excitement: "Zhuo, Miss Zhuo... what did you just... call me?"
Zhuo Ye said with a smile while crying: "Didn't you say that I am your friend? Are you not happy that I call you that?"
"I'm happy, how can I be unhappy? Well... I'm in need of friends..." Friends? Feng Linge raised the corners of her lips slightly, so... at least, her attitude towards him was no longer so respectful and kind.
Alienated, besides...he didn't dare to ask for too much...
Zhuo Ye's long eyelashes were covered with crystal tears, and he smiled and said: "Then... do you still call me 'Miss Zhuo'? I remember... you called me 'Ye'er' today, it sounded very nice...
..." At the moment he saved her, she heard him calling her that way, with such panic and fear in his tone... Zhuo Ye's eyelashes fluttered, and tears rolled down again...
"Ye'er..." Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye tenderly, her pale lips trembled slightly, then smiled and called out softly...
"Hmm...!" Zhuo Ye nodded vigorously in response, with tears on his delicate face and a beautiful smile, like a clear lotus with rain...
Feng Linge's hand held by Zhuo Ye moved gently under her hand again, wiping the tears on her face, and said distressedly: "Ye'er, don't cry, okay?"
"Well... okay, don't cry, I won't cry..." Zhuo Ye opened his eyes desperately and stared back at the tears, but the tears overflowed disobediently...
At this moment, Feng Linge really wanted to hold Zhuo Ye's face, kiss the tears away from her face, and then hold her tightly in his arms! But... he couldn't...
"Ye'er, cough...I'm...tired, you should go back and rest early..." Feng Linge was cruel and issued an eviction order.
"Well, okay, you rest, I'll come see you tomorrow." Zhuo Ye let go of Feng Linge's hand, smiled, wiped the tears on his face, tucked him in, got up and went out.
Feng Linche had been sitting motionless on the chair like a sculpture. It wasn't until Zhuo Ye left Feng Linge's bedroom that he moved his head slightly and looked at her quietly with eyes as red and swollen as peach blossoms.
When Qingzhu saw Zhuo Ye coming out, he glared at her fiercely and then ducked into the bedroom.
"Your Highness...can you tell me what happened to Lin Ge's body?" Zhuo Ye sat across from Feng Linche and looked at him and asked.
When Feng Linche heard Zhuo Ye's name to Feng Linge, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it dissipated in an instant...
"Linge has been poisoned by a poison called 'Yansha Erosion' for five years. Five years ago, Linge's grandfather Bai Sushan spent all his inner strength and sacrificed his life in order to save him.
It captured his heart... Although it saved his life, it could not completely detoxify the poison in his body. He had to rely on a pill called 'Ningbi Pill' every month to extend his life, which could only last seven years... He
His body will become weaker and weaker, and even a small cold can kill him... During this period, if he cannot detoxify, his internal organs will be completely corroded by toxins in seven years... By then... anyone
There is no way to save the day..." Feng Lince's eyes were full of sadness. He paused, took a deep breath, and continued: "Senior Bai's internal strength is always restraining the toxins in Linge's body. This is what he
The reason why you can’t use your inner strength…”
Feng Linche's description was very concise. He only gave an overview of the situation. He did not mention many details. However, Feng Linche's physical condition was basically explained clearly.
"Seven years... It's been nearly five years now... Haven't you found a way to detoxify it?" Zhuo Ye felt cold in his heart. What kind of poison is this "Dark Corrosion"?! It's so powerful? Even the royal family
There is nothing anyone can do... Who is he? He wants to harm that gentle man who seems to be indifferent to the world...