The sturdy favorite concubine: the remnant king is coming to the bowl

Chapter 244 The truth about the disappearance, after the reunion
"Father...Father..." Seeing Feng Jinheng's pale face coughing up blood, Feng Qianyu cried out worriedly.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya looked at Xuanyuan Liluo, approached him a few steps, raised her lips and said, "I'll leave my father to you."

After saying that, she took a deep look at Xuanyuan Mochen, hiding the complex emotions in her eyes, and then turned to Fengying again, "Help your lord."

Little Momo volunteered, blinking her light brown eyes, smiling harmlessly, "Six~Uncle Huang, Momo will help you."

Xiao Momo deliberately prolonged the ending, and called Xuanyuan Mochen Sixth Emperor Uncle Xuanyuan Mochen loudly, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hear him.

Hearing Xiao Momo calling him the Sixth Emperor, Xuanyuan Mochen frowned deeply, raised his eyes to look at the slender figure walking forward, and clenched the Golden Scale Pill in his hand.

Since Feng Qianya walked in the front alone, no one noticed that her pair of water-cut eyes overflowed with crystal mist, making her eyes watery like a bay of clear spring.

Back in the room, she stood with her back to the door, waiting for Fengying and the others to help Xuanyuan Mochen back.

When she heard the sound of the door closing behind her, she was about to turn around, her waist suddenly tightened, and a pair of slender arms tightly encircled her, Xuanyuan Mochen's deep voice came into her ears, "Ya'er, I miss you so much."

Feng Qianya pulled his big hands around her slender waist, sat on the bed, crossed her legs, raised her crescent eyebrows slightly, squinted at him at a 45-degree angle, raised her lips and said, "Xuanyuan Mochen, what is your identity?" That's too much? Zuo Shi, what other identity do you have that I don't know?"

Xuanyuan Mochen walked to the bed with some unsteady steps, sat beside Feng Qianya, held her jade-like little hand, and stared at her affectionately with his coquettish phoenix eyes, "Ya'er, I didn't... Concealing, it's me... the identity of the left envoy of the Phoenix Saint Clan, I can't... can't reveal it, otherwise I will be dealt with by... the elders of the Saint Clan...with the holy law. Ya'er..., as for Ziyou Shengzun...she...is my master."

Feng Qianya raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanyuan Mochen, Ziyou Holy Venerable, and the Phoenix Holy Clan. She suppressed these things for the time being. She wanted to know why he suddenly disappeared six years ago?
She reached out to caress his pale handsome face, raised her lips and asked, "Why did you disappear suddenly six years ago? Why didn't you show up to see me when you came back?"

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her affectionately and whispered, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said in a weak tone: "It's... the Lord Ziyou, that is... Ya...Ya'er's mother...brought me back...to the Phoenix Sacred Clan, and together with the elders of the Sacred Clan, sealed the poison I was poisoned...in her body..."

Speaking of this, he looked down at Feng Qianya affectionately and guiltily, and lowered his head to press a kiss on her lips, "Ya'er...it's not me...abandoning you for six years...indifferent , but my poison was... sealed in my body, and I have been... sleeping in a thousand-year-old ice coffin. I didn't wake up until... two years ago. When I woke up two years ago... I came to Qianmo Village , just in time...meet Momo, our son..."

Speaking of Momo, the joy of being a father appeared on his pale handsome face. When he saw Momo for the first time, she didn't know how excited and happy he was. They had a son, what would they call him? Unmoved.

After listening to Xuanyuan Mochen's words, Feng Qianya's eyebrows were deeply frowned, her apricot eyes stared at him deeply, and she raised her lips and asked, "Since you woke up two years ago, why didn't you show up?"

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen looked at her affectionately, and said guiltily, "It's not that I...don't want to show up, but...although I wake up, but... only one day in a year... , two years ago... I met Mo Mo... and returned to the Phoenix Sacred Clan, and then... fell asleep in the ice coffin... I didn't wake up until a few days ago... Come here, in order to be able to... wake up for a few more days , I just took it...Golden Scale Pill, just a few Golden Scale Pills...after three days, I...will fall into a deep sleep again, and will not wake up until next year, Ya'er, after sleeping... I am like a living dead , even if I... see you, I can't... stay with you forever, and then... I will make Ya'er... sad again, how can I bear it?"

Hearing this, Feng Qianya, who understood everything, stared at him closely, her slender jade hands caressed his pale handsome face, her eyes showed firmness, she raised her lips and said: "Give me the Golden Scale Pill, and I will let your ninth brother Refining."

Xuanyuan Mochen looked at Feng Qianya affectionately, holding her beautiful face lightly in his big white hands, his crimson lips raised lightly, outlining a charming smile, "Ya'er...it's useless, the Golden Scale Pill is not...ordinary The elixir...only...a few elders of the Phoenix Sacred Clan can...work together...to refine it, and a Golden Scale Pill takes ten years of skill, ten days,...Therefore, it takes the Sacred Clan's... ...the eight elders...refined together, and each spent more than a year...''

After listening to Xuanyuan Mochen's words, Feng Qianya frowned deeply, and asked as if thinking of something suddenly: "What will happen if you fall into a deep sleep in three days without an ice coffin? Will you be poisoned immediately?"

Xuanyuan Mochen stared deeply at Feng Qianya and nodded lightly, touching her forehead, a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Ya'er, I... being able to see you again is... God bestowed on me... Enhui, if I... um..."

Before Xuanyuan Mochen finished speaking, Feng Qianya put her slender hands around his neck, and kissed him with her lips.

"Ya'er..." Xuanyuan Mochen called out emotionally, and wrapped his arms around her tightly, responding affectionately.

Maybe it was because they had been separated for too long, or maybe it was because they were about to face separation. This kiss was out of control, from light kiss to deep kiss, from deep kiss to passionate kiss. The two seemed to want to get rid of what they had lost in the past six years at once. Make up for everything, try my best to manage this kiss.

He had never felt such enthusiasm from Feng Qianya before, Xuanyuan Mochen's heart was jumping for joy, his blood surged up, and if he was accidentally too excited, a fishy-sweet liquid gushed out of his throat.

He noticed that he immediately left Feng Qianya's lips, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya narrowed her almond eyes, frowned and looked at him, and asked with a trace of worry: "What's wrong?"

Xuanyuan Mochen wiped off the blood on his lips, lightly picked Feng Qianya's sharp chin with his fair and slender fingers, raised his crimson lips, and a smile appeared on his pale handsome face, "It's okay, Ya'er is so...passionate, I'm so excited."

Hearing this, Feng Qianya lowered her eyes slightly, the slender green feathers concealed the emotions in her eyes, a delicate blush bloomed on her beautiful face, adding a bit of charm to her, making her even more charming line of sight.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mochen's blood boiled even more. He stared at her more and more fieryly, and whispered emotionally, "Ya'er..."

He lowered his head, attached her pink lips, and kissed her passionately with all his strength.

Sensing his actions, Feng Qianya put her hands on his chest, pushed him away gently, raised her eyebrows and squinted at him, narrowing her almond eyes, "You are hurt, take a good rest."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mochen looked at Feng Qianya affectionately with his fiery eyes, and held her jade-like little hand with his big white hand, as if struggling for a long time, a faint smile appeared on his pale handsome face, " Okay, I... rest."

There was endless sadness hidden in his words, if after three days he fell into a deep sleep, like a living dead, then what qualifications did he have to marry her again.

Immediately, he lay down on the bed with Feng Qianya's support, holding her little hand tightly, complex emotions condensed in his coquettish phoenix eyes, including grief, reluctance, and deep loss and sadness.

Looking at him like this, Feng Qianya's heart seemed to be torn apart. It was a pain she had never felt before. It wasn't that she wanted to reject him, but that he was hurt.

After hesitating in her heart for a while, she looked at him who was sad and lost, with a slight smile on her lips, and her pink lips moved behind his ear, "Baby, have a good rest tonight, keep your spirits up, and fight again tomorrow...."

Xuanyuan Mochen naturally understood the meaning of the word "fight again". His brows and eyes were stained with a smile, and his eyes looked at Ya'er affectionately, holding her jade-like hands tightly, and his crimson lips lightly lifted, "What Ya'er said , don't... repent."

Feng Qianya nodded lightly, the blush on her beautiful face stained the back of her ears.

"It turns out that... Ya'er is also shy." Xuanyuan Mochen narrowed his phoenix eyes, looked at Feng Qianya affectionately, and finished speaking, regardless of the injuries on his body, he pulled her onto the bed, pressed her into her arms, and held her tightly Holding her arms, she gradually closed her eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Feng Qianya smiled elegantly, moved a little into his arms, and gradually closed her eyes.

For six years, the embrace she has been missing has finally returned.

Tonight is the most peaceful and comfortable sleep she has had in the past six years.

But what she didn't expect was that Xuanyuan Mochen was a very impatient person. Just after dawn, Xuanyuan Mochen shook her awake, and stared at her with fiery eyes, wanting to start a war with her.

She stared at Xuanyuan Mochen with blurred eyes, and her eyes fell on his chest that had been injured by the sword. She raised her crescent eyebrows lightly, and raised her lips to ask, "Baby, are you sure you want to go to war? Can you do it?"

Xuanyuan Mochen's coquettish phoenix eyes stared at her passionately and affectionately, his slender arms wrapped around her slender waist, and his crimson lips lightly lifted, "Try and you'll know, Ya'er, don't underestimate your man."

Because of his actions, Fengqian Ya'e frowned, stared at him with fire in her eyes, and said almost gnashing her teeth: "Baby, I really shouldn't have compassion for you, can you be a little flirtatious?"

Xuanyuan Mochen smiled charmingly, lowered his head to touch her lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll let Ya'er feel the emotion right now."

His passionate kisses spread across her body like a violent storm. He seemed to exhaust the passion of his life, burning her like a raging fire, making her feel as if she was in a sea of ​​flames.

For the first time in six years, it seemed that every cell in the two of them was fighting, managing this joy to their heart's content.

(End of this chapter)