Medicine and Poison: Concubine Xiaoye of the Evil King

Chapter 384 I miss you so much
Li Mackerel looked at the ancient artifact in his hand that suddenly became very small, and suddenly pursed his lips: "Why did it become so small?"

Feng Qingcheng slightly raised his eyebrows: "Is it supposed to be big?"

Li Mackerel fell silent.
It seems that as his memory faded, so did the sword...

She actually misses that sword.
Li Mackerel pursed his lips, then hugged Feng Xiaoan, put the little dragon lying on his shoulders so that it would not fall off, then jumped off the bed, poked the fine bangs on his forehead very chicly: " Tell me! Where are you going?"

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Qingcheng stretched out his hand in front of her, lightly touched the air, and a huge vortex appeared in front of her.
Li mackerel glanced at him, stretched out his hand curiously, poked on the vortex, and was instantly sucked in by the vortex!
Before she had time to exclaim, she found that she had come to another place.
It is surrounded by woods, and there is only a small wooden house in the center. There are many very beautiful flowers around the small wooden house, but she can't name them. It looks very rare, and there seems to be some medicinal fragrance on the flowers. , it may be a kind of medicinal flower, which can refine medicine. In addition to these medicinal flowers that are constantly swaying under the wind, there are also some delicate grasses that look like silver light, covered with Stretch out your hand to caress the ground, it feels soft and tender, not prickly at all, but very comfortable, like a blanket.
Looking forward, it is a lake shimmering with silvery stars under the moonlight. Looking from a distance, it is amazingly beautiful.
There is a round and big moon on the lake, hanging in the sky with sunset glow, it looks extraordinarily moving.
Seeing all this, Li Mackerel suddenly felt very happy and excited.
It's like all the troubles hidden in my heart have disappeared because of the scenery here.
At this time, a very pleasant low laugh suddenly came from behind her: "How? Are you satisfied?"

Li Mackerel nodded: "Very beautiful, where is this?"

The voice of the man behind him said faintly, "This place is a space I created alone in the Shitian Palace. I feel bored on weekdays, so I will come here to have a look."

Li Mackerel turned around and looked at Feng Qingcheng, only to feel that tonight he was different from before, as if he was a little more lonely.
She raised her eyebrows lightly: "The flowers here are all planted by yourself?"

There was a smile on the corner of Feng Qingcheng's mouth: "I planted it with my own hands, and it is estimated that it has been tens of thousands of years."

As he spoke, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his knuckle-boned hand, and carefully brushed a dying flower with his spiritual power, and the flower instantly returned to life.
His appearance is very serious, but also has a gentleness that makes people intoxicated.
Li Mackerel felt that this kind of him was exactly the same as Feng Qingcheng in the lower realm.
Feng Qingcheng stood up slowly, looked at Li Mackerel in front of him, there seemed to be waves of light flowing in his deep eyes, with a hint of doubt, he slowly stretched out his hand, and a pure white one appeared in his hand instantly. Stained with the slightest bit of dirt, the kerchief exuding the fragrance of medicine: "Why are you crying?"

He didn't wait for Li mackerel to refuse, he took the handkerchief and wiped her face slowly, his movements were gentle, as if he was stroking a lover's face, he just looked at Li mackerel quietly, and suddenly had a kind of glance Millennial illusion.
As if you do it often.
Feng Qingcheng sighed: "Why can't I stop the tears? If you want to cry, you can cry out, why can you only see tears but no sound? It's like thunder but no rain."

He seemed to be deliberately trying to make Li mackerel laugh, and he always felt that when the woman in front of him cried, he would feel some self-blame, some soreness in his heart, and some unexplained pain
For the first time in his life, he felt so helpless.
He seemed to be coaxing a woman for the first time in his life.
But he didn't know why.
At this moment, Li Mackerel knocked off the handkerchief in his hand, hugged his waist and cried loudly, with complaints and grievances in his voice: "I miss you so much..."

"I'm really like you. Why... I have so many things I want to tell you. Why did you just... just like this?" She suddenly hugged him hard out of breath, as if Wanting to strangle his thin waist, bury his head on his hard chest, keep saying, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, just these four words back and forth. She recited the time for a few sticks of incense back and forth
"Feng Qingcheng, since you can't stay with me forever, why did you provoke me in the first place? Do you think you can forget about me and think about nothing? You will still feel heartbroken. When I am sad, you will Sad, you will become choked up when I want to cry, and your heart will be sore when I am sad, although you have lost your memory, the emotions in your heart can never deceive yourself"

Her voice was like a mosquito humming, Feng Qingcheng couldn't hear anything at all.
At this time, Li Mackerel sniffed her nose hard, her whole face even became blurred. After crying for a while, she raised her red eyes that looked like little rabbits and looked at Feng Qingcheng: "Sorry, you are so tall. It's so beautiful, I'm so excited"

She loosened her hand inch by inch
She just went crazy for a moment.
Can't control myself at all.
At this moment, Feng Qingcheng looked at her who had left her arms, and for a moment, felt empty in her heart.
He opened his lips, wanting to say something, but found that the comforting words seemed very powerless to her at this moment.
He didn't know what she was crying, crying so sad
Only four words can be heard vaguely: I miss you so much, I miss you so much
However, who is she really thinking about?
Feng Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure on that pair of perfect-looking faces.
Li Mackerel stretched out his hand and scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed for a while, and stopped looking at him with flickering eyes, naturally he didn't see the displeasure on his face.
"Hey, that little phoenix, didn't you say that you want grilled fish? My child and I are both hungry."

Le Mackerel tried to divert his attention.
Feng Xiaoan was standing on the ground at this moment, pursing her lips: "Mother."

His big wet eyes looked at Feng Qingcheng with a hint of expectation.
Feng Qingcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and decided to ignore what he called himself.
Then he moved lightly and walked to the lake, with a smile on his lips.
(End of this chapter)