The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Zhao Yuchen naturally accepted the housekeeper's instructions and led the doctor into the mansion.

Feng Ling still held his sleeve tightly and watched him coldly order everyone. The unfamiliar aura and his attitude of ignoring her made Feng Ling's face turn pale instantly.

She bit her lip, looking a little embarrassed.

"Xiaojiu, I'm here to find you. Where have you been these past few days? Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhao Yuchen felt a little baffled. He felt that there was no need to tell a stranger his whereabouts, especially when this stranger was the culprit of the angry face.

He frowned,

"Is this what you want to tell me? If that's the case, then you can leave."

Zhao Yuchen looked down at Feng Ling and saw tears still shining in her eyes, but he really was not in the mood to get entangled with her at this time.

After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but Feng Ling kept tugging on his sleeve and refused to let go.

Feng Ling's face was obviously anxious, and she followed Zhao Yuchen and trotted forward for a long distance.

"No, no, Xiaojiu, wait a moment. I have something else to give you. Don't leave yet. Just wait for me, okay?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuchen stopped.

He turned slightly to look at Feng Ling, watching Feng Ling happily run to the steps not far away, and then carefully took out a delicately wrapped food box.

Feng Ling came back to him with an eager expression and handed him the food box expectantly.

"I specially made delicious Sophora japonica snacks for you, and I put a lot of thought into it. As you know, it is already July, and the Sophora japonica flowers have already withered. These are the petals from last year that I treasured, and I will save some every year. only for……"

Zhao Yuchen interrupted her lightly,

"I have no interest in sweets and I never accept food from strangers."

Feng Ling's expression suddenly stiffened, and her eyes were full of confusion and grievance.

He stretched out his red and swollen fingers and showed them to him,

"My fingers were burned red trying to make these snacks. Do you really not want to eat a piece? Don't you remember them all? This is the wish you mentioned to me the day before we got married..."

Zhao Yuchen's eyes paused on her red and swollen fingers for a moment, then moved away indifferently,

"I have never accepted food from a stranger, and I can't remember the past you mentioned. Please respect yourself and don't appear in front of me again."

Zhao Yuchen took a deep breath, broke away from Feng Ling's hand, and said coldly:

"I have heard what you said, but I'm sorry, I really didn't remember what you said."

Turning around, his tone was full of determination,

"I have to go back and take a look at Lingling's body. I can't let you waste my time like this anymore."

Feng Ling was stunned. She didn't expect him to be so determined.

He hurriedly took out the jade pendant and pearl hairpin from his arms, and said eagerly:

"This jade pendant has been worn by you since you were a child. It was a token of love you gave me before getting married. You said that the jade pendant was the most important thing to you before, and I will be the most important thing to you in the future. This hairpin is also yours. You wanted to give it to me on the day you disappeared. How could you not remember it?"

Zhao Yuchen looked at the jade pendant and beaded hairpin in her hand, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

I tried to recall, but still couldn't remember anything. He shook his head, his tone a little helpless,

"I'm really sorry, but I really don't remember any of this. I think you might have the wrong person."

Zhao Yuchen's eyes were attracted by the jade pendant and beaded hairpin in her hand, and he secretly thought that she was well prepared.

If he hadn't had any memory of this, he might have been deceived by her interlocking plans.

He looked at the woman in front of him coldly,

"Okay, it's time to stop your drama. I have no impression of the things you said. I sent someone to check you. You are the fourth lady of Hongye Valley. You want to use me to avenge your father? It's a joke. ."

In fact, after returning that night, he sent someone to investigate her identity.

It turned out that she had been living with the man for more than a year and they were considered husband and wife.

How could such a person have anything to do with him?

After learning Feng Ling's identity, Zhao Yuchen understood her purpose. This woman probably wanted to use his hand to avenge her father. After all, Hongye Valley was destroyed by Prince Shangyu's palace.

Feng Ling's tears flowed down uncontrollably, she shook her head and cried,

"How could you not remember it at all? This is obviously a token of love you gave me..."

At this moment, the butler suddenly appeared.

When he saw Zhao Yuchen still staying where he was, he immediately approached him diligently.

"My lord, why are you still here? Miss Yan has just woken up and is anxious to see you. The princess has also urged you to go back. Come and have a look with me."

Zhao Yuchen responded, easily broke away from Feng Ling's entanglement, and strode away.

However, Feng Ling refused to give up and insisted on handing the jade pendant to him, sobbing and saying,

"Take a good look at this. There's no way you won't remember it."

Zhao Yuchen finally lost his patience and waved his sleeves casually, trying to get rid of her entanglement.

However, this swing caused Feng Ling to lose her balance, roll down the steps, and the jade pendant also fell to pieces.

Feng Ling's palm was cut by the steps and blood flowed.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yuchen felt a pain in his heart and instinctively wanted to reach out to help her, but Feng Ling retracted.

This made Zhao Yuchen's hand stop in mid-air.

Feng Ling slowly raised her head, tears hanging on her cheeks, but the light in her eyes had disappeared.

She stared at Zhao Yuchen, and gradually, his face became strange in her eyes.

Zhao Yuchen was a little surprised, his lips pursed tightly. He tried to explain,

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it this time..."

However, Feng Ling didn't seem to hear his words.

Sitting stiffly on the ground, his eyes turned to the jade pendant next to him.

Zhao Yuchen followed and saw that the jade pendant was broken into two halves, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

There was severe pain in his heart, and an unprecedented panic surged in his heart.

He clenched his fingers, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

This feeling of fear and anxiety spread within him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Zhao Yuchen covered his chest unconsciously, looking very confused at the moment.

He really doesn't know what's wrong with him. Is it because of guilt?

Maybe... it was really because of guilt... After all, he accidentally hurt her, and he had pushed her away twice, and her fingers were still bleeding.

Especially when I saw the blood... my chest was filled with sore emotions.

It must be guilt that makes him feel so uncomfortable.

However, deep in his heart, there was a subconscious and unclear voice, asking him how he could push her away?

How could he hurt her?

How could he do this to her?

This idea seemed to come out of nowhere. When he wanted to go into it further, his brain felt as if someone had hit him hard with a stick. Severe pain suddenly hit him, and the blood vessels inside seemed to burst. Had to stop thinking.