Chapter 290: The big wedding is not married to him five
Just after Haishi, Qin'er suddenly woke up for some reason.
I slowly opened my eyes, feeling exhausted all over. My mind went blank for a while and I couldn't think of anything.
My vision gradually became clearer in the warm light. This place... is Fengyu Tower.
There seemed to be a drizzle of rain outside, and there was a refreshing and jumping sound, and everything seemed to become extremely clear.
Before the coma passed, she remembered her clothes stained red with blood, and Sikong Yun's maid saying in her ear...
If he doesn't love you, you are just a tool for him to satisfy his selfish desires.
!!!!!!
I was shocked!
She almost screamed, but found that her voice was hoarse and she could only make low and rough sounds like a broken gong.
Instantly, my throat felt like red-hot coals rolling across it, pulling on the scars on my neck, causing pain like needle pricks.
After a lot of tossing, Qin'er didn't dare to move anymore. She was alone in silence, unable to think about anything. She just felt that she was alone, unable to move, and said she was incompetent. What else could she do?
After an unknown amount of time, the door creaked and was gently pushed open from the outside before being closed again.
Footsteps approached slowly, and a moon-white figure with a long figure crossed the bead curtain and leaned in.
Feng Ruohen is very strange.
During the day, he always wears clothes as dark as the source, deep purple, jet black, sky blue... and his expression also becomes cold.
It's impossible for others to speculate or figure it out.
But at night, he wore light and elegant clothes, moon white, light green... like a leisurely banished immortal.
Set against his soft eyebrows, straight nose, and abyssal eyes...
Qin'er has always had a wonderful idea in her heart.
She thought that if one day Feng Ruohen went to a strange place dressed like this at night, no one would know that the seemingly ethereal man was the regent who was the most powerful person in the Feng Kingdom.
His two sides confused people's hearts and confused their eyes.
I can no longer tell which one is the real you.
"Are you awake?" Feng Ruohen didn't expect that the woman would wake up so quickly. He walked to the bed in a few steps, leaned down, put his large palm on her forehead and gently tested the temperature. There was no fever.
Only then did he feel relieved, and Zhan Pao sat down beside the bed.
The two people faced each other and were speechless.