Gou Qi, Feng Linche, and Zhuo Ye were supposed to ride in the carriage together, but Chen Pi shamelessly squeezed into the carriage, causing everyone to glare at him, but seeing that Feng Linche didn't say anything, no one dared to speak.
Chen Pi didn't care what others thought. His own comfort was the most important. He hummed a tune in the car, looking very proud of himself, but in fact he was still depressed in his heart. How unjust he was! He was subjected to a bullshit competition that had nothing to do with him, but these people
I almost had to meet the King of Hell, and I was tied up by the old man and fed mosquitoes in the flower forest all night!!!
His grandma's, Chen Pi is a coward just thinking about it! No matter how unscrupulous his master is, he is still his master after all, and he can't offend him; that naughty girl is a woman, and he can't offend him; that black-faced prince has better martial arts and a higher status than him
He was so cold that he didn't dare to offend him! He didn't let go of the sullenness in his heart, so he could only pretend to be arrogant and show off his authority to relieve the depression in his heart.
Chen Pi also expected to go down the mountain, eat and have fun, and reward himself with something. As a result... Ever since he came down from the mountain, a group of people have been riding horses and driving like crazy, except for the necessary rest.
, except for convenience and replenishing dry food and water, I never stopped! Suffering! It’s so damn painful!
Along the way, Zhuo Ye tried his best to keep a distance from Feng Lince, with a respectful and indifferent attitude, and even refused his physical touch. He was shivering in the cold wind at night, and he gritted his teeth and stood up without saying a word.
She found that as the cold became stronger, she became "numb", no longer felt too cold, and could "sleep" unconsciously...
Feng Linche didn't force Zhuo Ye anymore, but the look he looked at her every day became more intense and affectionate...
He knew that his sudden expression of his feelings had frightened her, and she found it difficult to accept his feelings for a while.
It doesn't matter, as long as she doesn't have anyone else in her heart, he can give her time...
There was something Zhuo Ye didn't know. In fact, every night when her lips were blue from the cold, her whole body was shivering, and she couldn't fall asleep, Feng Linche would quietly touch her sleeping point, pull her into his arms, and give her a hug.
She lost her true energy, and then adjusted her position so that she could sleep comfortably in his arms. In the morning, before she woke up, he put her back in her original position...
Gou Qi admired Feng Lince and Zhuo Ye with relish every day. One was awkward and the other was a well-intentioned little person. He felt that the days of traveling were not so boring anymore.
Chen Pize despised Feng Lince in his heart, what a good guy! What kind of gentle, enchanting, and obedient beauties a prince wants? He actually fell in love with such an insidious loser!
Why do you think she didn't treat her badly enough? It's really embarrassing for this man! I glanced at Feng Lince's sweet and smooth face, who was sleeping soundly in Feng Lince's arms. Although... this little girl with little hair is quite good-looking.
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Song Mo was not surprised by Feng Lince's behavior. Zhang Min and Liu Jing had gradually gotten used to it, but Wu Yiming, Wang Hu and other generals sent by Feng Linrui all stared in horror.
His nostrils were swollen, his eyes were bulging, and his jaw almost dropped!
Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Their cold, majestic, mighty, wise, and dislike of women, King Rui, actually takes great care of a woman and is as gentle as water?! What if this matter spreads out?
, it will probably cause a sensation in Shengjing and even Tianshuo, right?!!!
Every night, Feng Linche would glance around at the gossip men coldly, until they looked away or lowered their heads knowingly, then he continued to lower his head, looking longingly at the beautiful sleeping face of Zhuo Ye in his arms, and then
Sometimes I touch her pink and elastic little face with my fingers...
He doesn't want her to stay by his side unwillingly all his life. He likes to see her smile. He likes her heartfelt smile when she gets along with Xuan'er. Every time he sees her beautiful and moving smile,
, his heart was exceptionally soft and comfortable, and he hoped that one day... she would also show him such a sincere, unguarded smile...
The generals who were dodging and peeking looked at Feng Lince's smiling mouth, his doting expression, and loving movements. They opened their mouths one by one, and collectively turned to stone...
Those generals were so stimulated by Feng Lince that they felt like they were in a dream every day. They were confused and confused. Unknowingly, a group of people finally approached Shengjing...
early morning.
In Prince Jin's Mansion, Feng Linge's bedroom.
"Cough...cough...cough..." Feng Linge sat up with difficulty, covered his pale and chapped lips with a handkerchief, coughed violently for a long time, and then took off the handkerchief. Not surprisingly, the white lips
The brocade handkerchief was stained with a large piece of purple-red blood...
These days, he coughs up blood every day, and he coughs more every day... His body is so weak that he can't even pick up a soup bowl...
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the window. Looking greedily at the faint dawn through the window paper, Feng Linge had a sad and bitter smile on his lips. Over the years, he thought that he had long ignored life and death, thinking that he could be calm and peaceful.
Facing that day coming...
Now, as time passes little by little and death approaches step by step, he realizes that he is also afraid of death...
For nearly a month, his heart became more and more depressed and panicked day by day! This was an indescribable, suffocating, crazy feeling!
What is more terrifying than death? That is...waiting for death...
He really hoped that in the days to come, he could still see dawns like this... and feel his own heartbeat... and still... continue to live...
There are still three days until his final day...
Sigh... Third brother and Ye'er... will they come back? He really wants to see them... even if... it's really just... the last time...
But he wasn't willing to give in... He wanted them to bring him back hope... although... it was very slim...
Alas...he is only twenty-three years old...he still has many things to do...he has not yet fully enjoyed life...has he yet to love someone properly...he has not yet fully felt being loved by someone...
The taste of love...how could he be willing to do so...
Second brother, third brother... and... Ye'er... he doesn't want to leave them... doesn't want to... really doesn't want to...
"Cough...cough cough...cough..." Feng Linge covered her mouth with a handkerchief again. After coughing for a while, she spread her palms. The dazzling blood had penetrated into the handkerchief and covered her palms...
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Qingzhu was holding the medicine bowl. As soon as he stepped into the small hall, he heard Feng Linge's violent coughing. He hurriedly ran into the bedroom and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness... you, take the medicine...
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PS: Just when I was writing about Lin Ge vomiting blood, there was a big thunder outside the window! I was so scared to death... ow ow ow...
Another note: This chapter has a lot of narration and psychological activities, which may be a bit dull, but the chapter shortly after will be about to enter another climax, please continue to pay attention... Wow wow wow...