Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 612 Finale (3)

"How is she?" Seeing the joy in Fulan's eyes, Feng Qinghan hurriedly asked.

"The pulse condition is calm, and the breathing is very smooth. It should be fine." Fulan took Xuanyuan Yuewu's pulse carefully, and saw that the breath in her body was very gentle, and her pulse was normal. She seemed to be asleep.

When Feng Qinghan heard this, the worries in her heart immediately dissipated.He hugged Xuanyuan Yuewu tightly in his arms, regardless of whether she could feel him or not, he just wanted to hold her quietly like this at this moment, and never let go.

Fulan also heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up at the sky, the sky was covered with heavy snow, and the whole of Kyoto had turned into a pure white world at this moment.

"Amo, it's over. Are you okay?"

Reaching out to catch a snowflake, Fulan's eyes showed a gentle look, with a smile on his mouth, he suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of Xi Chuan, and said softly.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and the Phoenix City in Dongchuan of Xueyi Country, just after night falls, is already a scene full of empty streets.

During Ye Feng's rebellion, the capital was massacred. After Xuanyuan Yuewu and others killed Ye Feng that day, Feng Qingzi and Jiang Meng led troops into the city, and soon found Feng Xiaoyun who was under house arrest in a dark room in the imperial city. .

But Feng Qingchen and others were trapped in a formation, and with Ye Feng's death, the formation also lost its effectiveness, just in time to meet Feng Ling who came looking for them.

Looking at the desolate scene all over the city, Feng Xiaoyun aged a lot overnight.In the early morning of the next day, Feng Xiaoyun issued an imperial decree, and the capital of Xueyi Kingdom was moved to Phoenix City in Dongchuan. Since then, Kyoto, which has been prosperous for more than 300 years, has completely become a dead city.

"What a beautiful lantern." Suddenly an exclamation came from the crowd, and the people around looked around, and saw a woman in green standing in front of a lantern shop, smiling and looking at the lantern in front of her, while looking at the lantern. He did not forget to whisper something to the man in white beside him.

Most of the face of the man in white was covered by the long hair hanging from his forehead. In the dim light, the other face was indeed extremely handsome, causing many women on the street to look sideways at each other.

However, the gaze of the man in white was always on the woman in green, with a bit of tenderness in the coldness.

"Feng Ling, do you think this lantern looks good?" The woman in green was Bi Zhu, who stood in front of the lantern shop for a long time, finally took down a lotus-shaped lantern and handed it to Feng Ling, asking with a smile.

"As long as you like it." Feng Ling glanced at the lantern in Bizhu's hand lightly, and replied softly.

Bi Zhu pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, and gave Feng Ling an angry look, then put the lantern back on the lamp stand, and pulled Feng Ling along the crowd towards the Phoenix River ahead.

"Is it true that the other half of Fengling's face can't be cured?" Ye Lingmo, who was not far behind them, saw Bizhu's pouting face sulking alone, couldn't help but smiled slightly, and then turned around. He turned his head towards Fulan and asked.

"If Uncle Master is willing to help, there should be no problem." Fulan pondered for a while, then responded softly.

That day, Feng Ling blocked the poisonous mist for Xuanyuan Junxi. Although he suffered a lot, it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he remove all the toxins accumulated in his body for many years, but also gradually dissipated the scars on his face.

Now, apart from a few more obvious scars on the other face, the other face is still restored.

However, Feng Ling seemed to care about the other face very much. Although he didn't say anything, everyone could feel his abnormality in the past few months.

(End of this chapter)