My Evil Emperor is super sweet

Chapter 1372 Liberation of Emperor Qianzhong

To be honest, they didn't feel that Princess Fengling smelled strange at all, they all thought it was the psychological effect of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Feng Yun's avatar opened its eyes, and Di Qianzhong and the Empress beside him also became nervous.

Di Qianzhong didn't speak, but the Empress couldn't help but asked with concern: "Shang'er, how do you feel? Can you still smell it?"

Looking at the concerned eyes of the empress, the ministers were once again speechless.

To tell the truth, let alone the imperial physicians like them, I am afraid that even the old ministers can't understand the layout of the Zhongzhou Imperial Palace.

The most unfavored prince who was once allowed to perish by himself, is now not only favored by the sage, but even the empress pampers and loves him extremely.

Originally, they thought that it was because Shengjun favored Princess Fengling that the crown prince was favored accordingly.But every time they saw the doting eyes of the sage and the empress, the ministers felt more and more strange.

After sitting up, Fengyun's avatar felt the surroundings, but didn't answer the Empress's words, and said, "Call Fengling in quickly."

It was so rude, but the empress didn't feel anything wrong, and said happily: "Quickly send Princess Fengling to see you."

"Yes."

The messenger immediately ran out at the fastest speed.

And Feng Ling knew that today was Feng Yun's last injection and medicine, and Feng Ling, who hadn't touched Feng Yun for 81 days, felt really mixed feelings in his heart at this moment, all kinds of uneasy, extremely nervous.

If Feng Yun could still smell the stench on her body, then she really might as well commit suicide.Otherwise, with this situation going on, when the people from the Feng clan come down from the heaven to pick him up, he still can't stand her smell, and when his memory recovers, what else can he do with himself?
"Master Feng Ling, His Highness the Crown Prince welcomes you."

Almost as soon as the visitor finished speaking, Feng Ling flew onto the prince's bedroom.

She knew about Feng Yun's situation, after all, the Empress was also controlled by a trace of her remnant soul.So the first thing Feng Yun did after waking up was not to pay attention to the soul he controlled, but to see her, Feng Ling felt very happy.

At least emotionally, she has the upper hand.

Flying to the gate of Fengyun's bedroom, from a distance, Fengyun could already be seen surrounded by the crowd and stars, but Fengling hesitated a little.

she is afraid...

Afraid that he could still smell his own scent.

"Ling'er, come here."

Feng Yun's avatar stretched out his hand, looking at Feng Ling with eyes full of love.

Yes, it is deep love.

This is why the ministers find it strange.

When Shengjun bestowed the marriage, the prince would rather die in order to resist, his attitude was so firm.

But one month later, when he reappeared in the imperial palace, the eyes that looked at Princess Fengling were almost full of love.

Feng Ling took a deep breath and took a few steps forward.

"Prince, can you smell something strange?"

Feng Yun clone shook his head: "I didn't smell it."

Feng Ling was pleasantly surprised.

If it was before, he must have smelled it at such a short distance.

Then Feng Ling boldly walked to a place 10 meters away from Feng Yun's avatar: "Prince, can you smell something?"

Feng Yun clone shook his head: "No."

Feng Ling's joy overflowed his words, and even the emperor and empress beside him became happy.

Then Feng Ling started to approach Feng Yun's clone slowly, and stopped in front of him.

Seeing that Feng Yun's face didn't change, Feng Ling almost cried happily, his eyes were red with excitement, and he asked in a trembling voice, "How about this?"

(End of this chapter)