Feng Shuying didn't expect him to help, so she said, "It's okay, I'm dead, and the prince will die in three months at most." ”"I will wait for the prince by the Nai He Bridge, and I will have a companion when I am reincarnated."
Jing Moye glanced at her coldly, and she smiled slightly: "Although I can't live together with the prince, we can die together at about the same time." ”"Just thinking about this makes me feel so romantic, and I'm so happy......
Hey, how do you beat people, lord!
”Jing Moye gave her a violent slap and said, "No matter how nonsense you are, you don't have to go into the palace and be killed by others, just die in the carriage." ”Feng Shuying: "......"
She didn't dare to provoke him again, and sat in the corner of the carriage with her head in her hands, trying to reduce her sense of existence.After all, Jing Moye is a big crazy critic, and she is afraid that he will suddenly go crazy and kill her.Jing Moye glanced at her obliquely, didn't bother to pay attention to her, and took out a book to read.Feng Shuying was a little bored in the carriage, and when she saw him reading, she stretched out her neck to follow along.Anyway, he just told her to be quiet, and didn't say that she couldn't read books.It's just that she retracted her neck after reading the page.Jing Moye is not a history book, not a picture book, but a book of torture.She glanced at it, and she saw how torture could break people in the shortest possible time.It even mentions extremely cruel torture methods, and the bloody and ruthless methods are outrageous.Feng Shuying went to the corner to caten again, reducing her sense of existence to a minimum.She has to remind herself all the time that Jing Moye is a big crazy critic, how can there be anything normal about the books that you read with crazy critics?
The corner of Jing Moye's eyes swept to her small movements, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he continued to read.About a quarter of an hour later, the carriage stopped at the palace gate.After Jing Moye put the book back, he got out of the carriage first, and then waited at the door, and handed his hand over when he saw Feng Shuying getting off the carriage.Feng Shuying looked at him, and he said lightly: "From now on, you are the fiancée who satisfies this king." ”Feng Shuying: "......" is the so-called twelve points satisfied, but set her up a target and made her the target of those people in the palace with ulterior motives.She asked him, "Can this satisfaction be lowered to just one point?"
”Jing Moye shook his head: "No, didn't you say that you have liked this king for ten years?"
”"Your deep affection for this king will completely move this king, and this king feels that only if he is satisfied with you, can he repay your affection."
Feng Shuying: "......"
She grinded her teeth, knowing that he asked her to accompany him in this play, then she had to continue acting.And judging from the last time she entered the palace, no matter whether he was affectionate to her or not, those people in the palace would not let her go.In that case, let's act!
Let's see who dies first!
She said with a shy: "The prince is so good, I am really happy!"
”Her voice was so delicate that Jing Moye's whole body stood on end.In terms of writing, she thinks that she is second, and no one can be the first.Feng Shuying put her hand on Jing Moye's hand, and stepped down from the carriage timidly.She seemed to have tripped over something under her feet, and when she got out of the carriage, she threw herself into Jing Moye's arms.The moment she pounced in, Jing Moye clearly felt that her hand touched his waist along his chest.Jing Moye: "......"
He has grown so big, and no woman has ever dared to touch him like this!
It seems that since he met Feng Shuying, she has broken countless firsts in his life.He looked at her coldly, and she said delicately: "Thanks to the prince for supporting me, otherwise I would definitely fall." ”"The prince is really good, and it is not in vain that I have a deep love for the prince."
She thought very clearly, this was the gate of the palace, and it was absolutely impossible for Jing Moye to kill her here.Since you can't die for the time being, then continue to do it.This drama must be acted, so of course she has to seek some welfare for herself.Jing Moye is the best-looking man she has ever seen, and he doesn't touch it.The book said that he was very sick and thin, but when she touched it, his muscles were clear, his lines were excellent, and he felt extremely good.Earned.Jing Moye looked at her and said, "You're looking for death!"
”Feng Shuying threw herself into his arms again and touched two handfuls: "The wind outside is so strong, it makes me so uncomfortable, the prince helps me block it!"
”Jing Moye: "......"
He felt that he might be too lenient with her, so that she dared to be so arrogant.When he entered the palace this time to find the person who had placed the curse, he immediately killed her!
He reached out and pinched her nose and said, "Get up!"
”He used a little force this time, pinching Feng Shuying's nose sour, and physiological tears flowed out.She reached out and rubbed her nose, this dog man!
He walked a few steps forward and didn't see her coming, turned his head to look at her and said, "Hurry up." ”Her eyes were slightly red at this time, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.Although Jing Moye knew that her appearance was pretending, her heart unconsciously softened by three points.When he waited for her to walk to him, he said lightly: "There is so little in the future, it is easy for people to die, but it is extremely difficult to live." ”Feng Shuying glanced at him, the ice and snow in his eyebrows and eyes at this time dispersed a little, but he really felt a little warm as jade.She felt a little pity in her heart, it was really pleasing to the eye when he wasn't crazy, but there were too few such times.Sure enough, the next moment, his eyes were full of ice and snow again, because the eunuch at the gate of the palace came to invite him into the palace: "Come into the palace quickly, it's not good to let the emperor wait." ”Jing Moye's peach blossom eyes were gloomy, and he was a little crazy when he looked at the palace of the palace.Feng Shuying clearly felt his change this time, and she suddenly remembered one thing: he was the eldest son of the first emperor, and after the death of the first emperor, the first emperor's own brother ascended the throne, and his identity became very embarrassing.For him, this palace is also full of intrigue and calculation, and he doesn't like it here.Jing Moye didn't speak, turned his head to Feng Shuying and said, "Let's go, fiancée, accompany this king to have a good feel for this family banquet." ”Feng Shuying: "......"
She vaguely understood where his madness came from at this time.At this moment, she actually saw a sense of brokenness in his body.She stood beside him, walking hand in hand with him.The two soon reached the depths of the palace.Today's palace banquet is the birthday of the Queen Mother, because it is not a full birthday, and the Queen Mother does not like extravagance, so she only invited people from the royal family.When Jing Moye took Feng Shuying to Cining Palace, he saw a man in blue standing under a flower tree in front of the palace.He turned his back to them at first, and when he heard the movement, he turned to look.At that moment, Feng Shuying was stunned for a moment, because he was only slightly inferior to Jing Moye, and the two had different styles: