The pain of that night seemed to come to his mind.

Jun Mo Han felt that all he saw was blood and fire.

That red, is the blood's red, is also the flame's red

He felt himself in flames, burning.

Jun Mo cold heart suddenly fell into the feeling of pain.

But even so, he is also focused on the mood of Feng Su Jin.

He saw that the wind Su Jin is not right, quickly took off the headset, toward the prison quickly away.

He is worried about the state of Feng Sujin.

Feng Su Jin pinches Nalan Caibo fiercely. She really wants to strangle her.

It's her. She makes Jun Mo Han so miserable that she wants to kill Nalan Zebo.

The wind Su Jin imagines the pain of Jun Mo Han, tears appear in her eyes.

How can, how can you be so cruel to Jun Mo Han? How old is he!

How old was he to see that?

How did he bear it? How did he grow up? He grew up in the environment of the imperial capital, and then he had to face his enemies!

How does he stay calm?

Feng Su Jin felt that she didn't have such a good concentration. She couldn't do it. She couldn't do it.

She's in a mess now.

She couldn't imagine how Jun Mohan would face her with such a painful heart if she was really Hou Liwen's daughter.

How much he should love her, but what kind of suffering does he have to bear?

Feng Su Jin felt that at this moment, she was too painful to breathe, and she would suffocate.

She felt like she was going crazy.

At this moment, she did have the idea of killing herself.

Waiting for the mark?

If Hou liqueng is really her father and she can't give up blood relationship, she will be dried up.

She can kill herself in this way.

Feng Su Jin, this will hurt, she is numb.

"Touch!"

At this time, Jun Mo Han knocked the door open.

He pulled Feng Su Jin forward.

But Feng Su Jin's hand is very tight, pinching Nalan Caibo.

Nalan's face was purple and purple, and he was about to be strangled.

Jun Mo Han looked at the wind Su Jin like this, and was heartbroken, "ah Jin, ah Jin, don't do this, don't do this, ah Jin, think about me, you think about me..."

Jun Mo Han's voice poured into the wind Su Jin's ears, the wind Su Jin slowly turned around, saw him, the body suddenly emptied up, powerless soft down.

Jun Mo Han hugged Feng Su Jin and patted her back, "good, good, nothing, don't be affected by other people's words, eh?"

Feng Su Jin's eyes are full of tears.

She took a few deep breaths and choked: "Mo Han, you were only a few years old at that time. How painful you must be. They all deserve to die. I want to kill myself if I kill them."

"You're not Hou's daughter. No, you remember, you're not."

"Blood Blood relationship... "

"Your father is far away from the wind, no one is, and now there is no evidence, don't think about it."

Feng Su Jin blinked her tears and twinkled eyes, "that What about the evidence? How do you face me, how do you face me... "

Feng Su Jin now wants to kill her own heart.

She loves Jun Mo Han. For Jun Mo Han, she can do something to her.

"There is evidence that you are also my love, my wife."

"Mo Han, how can you be so good!"

Saying this sentence, Feng Su Jin reached out and pressed in Jun Mo Han's heart position, "you have suffered so much pain here, how can you bring me warmth! I don't even love you better. "

Feng Su Jin thought about the warmth and care given to her by Jun Mo Han before, and she felt sour and astringent in her heart.

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