The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Love cannot be obtained by snatching. He has worked hard for so long, but he still can't get what he wants.

If he had become her killer, would she have fallen in love with him because of it?

This thought kept recurring in his mind and he couldn't let it go.

His heart hurt as if it was being torn apart, making him unable to give up his attachment to her.

Mo Lingqiu stared at the sleeping Feng Ling in her arms, and the emotions in her heart were intertwined.

He whispered softly,

"I really can't give up on you, but if your pain is so deep, I feel more pain inside than you. What should I do? I have spent several years trying to make up for our past, but why can't I change the status quo? Although Ying Xiaojiu already owns you, why are you still competing with me for you..."

The next day, Feng Ling woke up from her coma, her face pale and haggard.

Mo Lingqiu walked into the room and tried to comfort her with some porridge.

However, Feng Ling turned away and was unwilling to eat.

Mo Lingqiu sighed helplessly,

"Are you going to be immersed in sadness all the time? If you don't recover quickly, how can we seek justice for what happened to you?"

Feng Ling's eyelashes trembled and she remained silent without speaking.

Mo Lingqiu reached out his hand and gently stroked her hair, and continued in a low voice,

"Being bullied like this by an idiot with amnesia and not knowing how to come back to me, you really have no future at all. Apart from bullying me, do you have any other abilities? Have you forgotten what I taught you? ? With me here, what are you afraid of? If you like Ying Xiaojiu, I will capture him and give him to you, no matter what his identity is."

"As long as you are willing to recover from your illness honestly, I promise to bring him to see you. Are you satisfied?"

At the end, his voice slowed down and was filled with endless warmth.

After Feng Ling drank the medicine, Mo Lingqiu went out.

That afternoon, Feng Ling sat alone on the stone bench in the yard, immersed in her own thoughts.

I was thinking about how to end this world, when there was a knock on the door.

At first, she thought this was Mo Lingqiu's return, but when she opened the door, what she saw was the person she once loved deeply, Zhao Yuchen.

His appearance made her expression freeze instantly, as if time had stopped at this moment.

She was a little surprised that they had not seen each other since the last incident.

However, she quickly regained her composure, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, with a deliberate distance. She asked him gently:

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

She called him "Crown Prince", which seemed more unfamiliar and alienating than "Zhao Yuchen".

Zhao Yuchen looked at her distant attitude and felt an inexplicable bitterness and sadness in his heart.

Ever since he accidentally hurt her that day, Zhao Yuchen's heart was filled with regret.

This regret was like a seed, slowly taking root and sprouting in his heart. Whenever he thought of her, his heart would ache, making him unable to concentrate on anything.

He had wanted to go find her, but he was worried that she would treat him with a cold and distant attitude, just like the way she looked at him that day, which made him panic and uneasy.

Now, he stood in front of her, his eyes falling on Feng Ling's thin and pale face.

After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to have become thinner, her chin became more tapered, her face was as pale as paper, and her lips had no trace of blood.

Seeing all this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret in his heart.

"How is the injury on your hand?"

Zhao Yuchen couldn't help but ask. His words were full of concern, and his eyes fell on her fingertips.

However, he immediately regretted it because he had accidentally caused the wound.

Feng Ling seemed a little surprised, not expecting that he would care about her injuries.

She curled her fingertips and showed a calm look on her face.

"It's just a small injury, nothing serious." She lowered her head, her black hair fluttering gently in the wind, occasionally covering her cheeks, making her face look even paler.

Then, she raised her head with a relieved smile on her face,

"If I am here to apologize, then there is no need, because this is my own problem and has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Yuchen answered without hesitation,

"I'm not just here to apologize."

He had a strong impulse in his heart that drove him to find Feng Ling.

Although he didn't know the reason for the urge, he knew he wanted to see her.

When he heard her words, he suddenly remembered Dr. Zhang's words.

He couldn't help but ask,

"I heard that your Red Leaf Valley has a life-extending voodoo that can be used as medicine. My friend is sick, and the doctor said that only this voodoo can save her life. I want to know if you have this voodoo?"

After saying that, Zhao Yuchen immediately felt regretful. He found that he always became clumsy and tongue-tied in front of Feng Ling, unable to express his true thoughts.

He actually just wanted to visit her, apologize to her, and make up for his mistakes.

He really didn't mean to hurt her.

Feng Ling was a little surprised after hearing this.

She looked up at him, her crescent-like eyes clear and bright, with a slightly confused look in them.

After a while, she looked away and asked softly in a hoarse voice,

"So, you came to me just to ask for medicine?"

There was a hint of disappointment and loss in her tone.

Zhao Yuchen felt a little stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that she would react so much after hearing this.

He just wanted to find an excuse, he didn't intend to get anything from her, and he didn't want to make her sad again.

I just want to find a reason for myself to compensate Feng Ling.

Seeing her lips moving slightly and her eyes showing a little apology, Feng Ling interrupted him when he was about to explain.

"Do you know how difficult it is to raise this Gu?"

Feng Ling asked with a smile, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

Zhao Yuchen was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Feng Ling sighed softly, her eyes lingering on Zhao Yuchen's face for a while, with a hint of helplessness in her voice.

"If you really want it, it's not impossible. But you have to pay some price."

She suggested jokingly,

"How about you marry me?"

Zhao Yuchen was shocked, his heart beat faster, and his whole body became tense.

He looked at her, wondering if what Feng Ling said was serious.

After Zhao Yuchen heard Fei Ling's request, his fingers tightened involuntarily.

He looked at her calm eyes and felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

I tried to suppress this inexplicable feeling, but it was like a wildfire that could not be contained. He turned away unnaturally and whispered,

"I'm already engaged to someone else."

Zhao Yuchen's words seemed to open a box that had not been opened for a long time, and the memories of the two people came to mind.

He recalled the first time he met Feng Ling. Her firm eyes and persistent spirit left a deep impression on him.

Feng Ling looked at him and smiled softly,