Love in Xuancheng

An hour passed, still without a clue. Feng moye couldn't help pounding on his forehead.

"Cough --"

The faint cough echoed in the hall. Feng moye suddenly turned his head. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the bedside and sat down. He stared anxiously at Shen Xingyue who had just woke up on the bedside.

"What's your expression?" Shen Xingyue joked with a smile.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Under the pressure of anxiety and anxiety, the wind asked.

"No discomfort!"

Lazily took out his hand from the quilt and put a ring around the windy moye's neck.

"Am I going to die?"

"What nonsense?" Feng moye raised his hand and gently dropped a "chestnut" on her forehead.

"No nonsense, you know it in your heart, and I know it myself!"

Shen Xingyue picked up Feng moye's neck, and Feng moye took her in her arms with great eyesight.

Shen Xingyue found a comfortable position in Feng moye's arms, lay down and spoke slowly, "last time you deliberately avoided and didn't tell me what the disease was, so I knew it."

Feng moye listened silently. Her words and sentences were inserted into Feng moye's heart like a sharp blade. He forgot to think and respond in pain.

"If we can't escape our lives, let's let each other go. I'm tired and don't want to travel for another thousand years. I beg you not to wait any longer. Find a girl who really treats you well and live well. I'm reluctant to give up such a warm embrace to other women!"

Shen Xingyue said and slowly pressed her face tightly on Feng moye's strong chest.

"If you don't give up, take the prison and protect it! Let's not the temperament of my little princess!" Feng moye raised his eyebrows and joked with a smile.

At this time, I can't show any worry, let alone let her know that I'm at a loss. There will be a way! There must be a way, but I didn't find it!

Feng moye could not help comforting himself in his heart.

"I want to! How can a man twist his life and heaven?"

"You still have me, what to worry about!"

Feng moye interrupted Shen Xingyue's words, "let's prepare to return to Youji these days. Yanqingzi may have a way."

"Oh -- my royal highness Jin, who is not afraid of heaven and earth and despises all sentient beings, is admitting that he is inferior to others?"

Shen Xingyue showed a surprised and shocked expression and shouted, "Luoyu, look, which side does the sun come out today?"

Feng moye doted on Shen Xingyue and said in a serious tone: "who can keep the little princess of the king healthy, disease-free and painless. What is admitting defeat? He wants the king to drive the king for ten thousand years."

"Then I'd rather die!"

Shen Xingyue immediately sank her face and said, "I want to see you driven by others. It's better to die than suffer that torture!"

"It depends on you. If you die, the king will accompany you." Feng moye smiled and stroked Shen Xingyue's pale face.

"Between death and life, why do you choose death and abandon life?"

Better live than die, haven't you heard? It's good for others to survive!

"Accompany you!"

Feng moye answered calmly, sincerely and without hesitation.

"Hum! I don't want you to accompany me! It's hard to escape from you, but you still have to come with me. Are you tired of it? Don't be tired of living. The longer you live, the better! Let me be quiet and free for millions of years."

Shen Xingyue sat up and pushed away the wind.