The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

The girl looked up at him, her clear eyes full of trust and expectation for him.

However, Xie Yu seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not utter a single word.

He just stared at her until Feng Ling called his name again, and he woke up as if from a dream.

Xie Yu said "hmm" in a low voice, which was regarded as a response.

"Did you really agree? That's great! Don't regret it. Thank you, brother Ayu."

Feng Ling cheered for joy, her face full of joy and happiness.

However, looking at her happy look, Xie Yu's heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a needle. The stinging sensation made him suffocate.

So much so that he didn't hear a word of what she said next.

After a while, he couldn't stay any longer, so he turned around and left on the pretext that he still had things to deal with.

The moment he walked out of the door, he realized how confused and uneasy he felt, and Feng Ling didn't even try to save him.

This is very different from before. In the past, she always loved to stick to him, as if he was an irreplaceable support.

In Luoxia Tower, although there were many brothers and sisters surrounding her, she was the closest to him.

Sometimes, her dependence on him made him feel a little annoyed and even wanted to escape.

But I don’t know when it started, the conversations between them became less and less, and she became more and more like a dignified lady, while he was still the one who only wanted to pursue martial arts and longed to carve out a world in the world. Hot-blooded boy.

This change made him feel a little uncomfortable and even a little heartbroken.

He didn't have much interest in those poems and songs, and felt a little boring every time he heard them.

What he prefers is the pleasant life with a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes. Whenever he thinks of those scenes, his heart will boil.

He was not interested in those sour love letters at all, so much so that the masters who taught him poetry were all angry at him.

He had always treated Feng Ling as his own relative. However, when he learned that she belonged to someone else, he felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart.

It felt like something he had been neglecting suddenly disappeared, leaving him feeling at a loss.

Xie Yu's heart was full of confusion and uneasiness, and he didn't know why he was like this.

He desperately wanted to grab something to fill the emptiness inside, otherwise he would find it unbearable.

At this time, he thought of Ye Mo. Yes, that's right, the person he really liked was Ye Mo.

He was just not used to Feng Ling.

He was not used to the little girl who had been following him suddenly moving away from him, nor was he used to her eyes starting to chase other men.

Although these unfamiliar habits troubled him a little, he believed that it was only temporary and that as long as he faced it bravely, everything would be fine.

After all, he knew that sooner or later he would leave her and pursue his own life in the world.

Xie Yu felt soothed in an instant, and he attributed those inexplicable emotions to possessiveness.

However, he thought of something. Even if he didn't like Feng Ling, he couldn't sit idly by and watch her get hurt.

After all, Lu Xingzhou already had his heart set on something, and it was obviously not suitable for her.

This thought made Xie Yu's eyes look even deeper.

... Feng Ling cleverly disturbed the mentality of the three people, and they became particularly happy.

However, this was not enough, she needed to give them some more stimulation.

Lu Xingzhou has a cold personality. It is not easy to seduce him, and he is not easy to get close to.

In contrast, dealing with Xie Yu was smoother, probably because of the deep childhood friendship between them.

Once this relationship is lost, its importance becomes even more prominent.

Therefore, some people were happy and some were worried, but Fengling was in a good mood, had a good night's sleep, and did not get up lazily until morning.

It was still early at this time, and there was a faint light in the sky, which spilled into the house through the cracks in the window.

I lit a stove of soothing incense last night, the aroma helped me sleep, and now there is still a trace of unburnt fragrance left in the house.

Feng Ling slowly stood up and opened the window in a good mood. What came into view was a small patch of flowers.

The climate of Yaowang Valley is pleasant, and Lu Xingzhou loves to take care of flowers and plants, so these flowers and plants bloom extremely luxuriantly, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

When the window opens slightly, an indescribable aroma fills the air.

The aroma is similar to common floral scents, but mixed with a hint of the unique medicinal flavor from soothing incense.

Originally, it was not customary to light soothing incense in this courtyard, but because Feng Ling had been suffering from insomnia recently and needed the soothing incense to fall asleep at night, this incense became a part of her life.

However, what is unexpected is that after the two aromas are mixed, the medicinal properties of the soothing incense have changed invisibly, resulting in a subtle toxicity.

Although the poison is not fatal, it is painful enough.

Fengling once suffered from this. When she woke up, she found that her whole body was covered with small red rashes and itched unbearably.

Although it is not difficult to detoxify, these rashes have caused considerable damage to her appearance.

Therefore, Feng Ling had to endure it for the time being. After all, no one wanted to appear in front of her sweetheart with a face covered in rashes.

This time, she controlled the amount of soothing incense more carefully. After mixing it with the floral fragrance, although the aroma in the air was still charming, the toxicity was greatly weakened.

As time went by, Feng Ling began to feel some discomfort on her skin, and some small red rashes gradually appeared on the exposed parts.

At first, she didn't pay much attention, but soon the unbearable itching began to spread from her wrist.

Although her heart was itching and unbearable, Fengling still tried to restrain herself. After all, the poison she was poisoned was not serious. Except for her wrists, neck and cheeks, other parts of her body were not greatly affected.

Original text Gu Fengling was immersed in a deep sleep all night due to the influence of Anshen Incense.

When she woke up the next day, her whole body was covered in rash, especially around her face, which was as red as fire.

Although on the surface all of this seems to be an honest mistake, who can guarantee that Lu Xingzhou didn't tamper with it?

Gu Fengling's attitude towards Ye Mo has always been lukewarm. Even her guilty little bamboo horse can't stand her arrogance and rudeness, let alone Lu Xingzhou who loves Ye Mo deeply?

Don't forget, he is a miracle doctor praised by everyone in the world.

If he performed some tricks secretly, who could tell?

Therefore, it seems that this crime should be placed on his head no matter what.

As the lingering fragrance gradually fades, the aroma in the air slowly dissipates.

Feng Ling washed up hastily, her bun was messy, and her clothes were dressed hastily and casually.