Her emotional injury will always come to an end, but it is just an illusory dream. Feng Jiuge looked at the vast moonlight, and her memory trembled back when she first saw Gu Beiyan.
When she started, she was destined to have a time when she died, and she was completely broken.
Needless to say by them, Gu Beiyan and her are definitely drifting away. Between them, I can't go back again.
——In a thatched house in Guoqing Temple. The candle flame fluttered out, and Jun Jue, who was seriously wounded, was holding the sword at Mo Nan. His beautiful pile of ink hair could not conceal his pale and fragile. His beautiful lips were drawn into an arc, especially Tight.
At the moment of sharp sword, Mo Nan didn't have the slightest fear, looking at Jun Yue with a smile on his face. In his eyes, Jun Jue is just a paper tiger. He was seriously injured and was in a coma for several days. He was drugged and he could still wake up with a strong support. Not to mention his vitality, he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for Feng Jiuge to retrieve the root of his tongue. Grass, he will die here.
In fact, although Jun Jue's injuries were serious but not fatal, he concealed some things about Feng Jiuge. As the prince, Jun Jue takes strict precautions against anyone on weekdays, and it is even more impossible to get injured. And this time when Jun Yue was injured, Feng Jiuge sent him here, making it clear that he was sending him to the door, how could he let go of this excellent opportunity.
Mo Nan curled her lips, a flash of calculation flashed under her eyes.
"What's the meaning of the prince's move?" Mo Nan was the one who knew it well.
Jun Jue had been in a coma for several days, his face was almost pale, and the ink and hair made him even more vulnerable. But from the beginning to the end, he didn't show a half-point showing of weakness, and the infiltrating preciousness was undoubtedly revealed. This nobleness makes people not tolerate blasphemy, which is what Mo Nan hates most.
It is like a god who is pitching thousands of feet, dismissing them like dust, and even looking at it seems to have stained his eyes. This kind of self-esteem, looks extraordinary, but he is the least ashamed of it.
It was this difference in identity that Mo Nan hated most.
Jun Yue's golden pupil flashed sharply, and slowly saw Mo Nan's face clearly, only to see the man who was smiling but not smiling, especially dandy.
The Hermit of the Western Regions, who never show up, why do they appear here? As a person from the Western Regions, Mo Nan had already dormant in Chuluo, and his heart was clear.
But how can Jun Yue take care of other things now, why did he appear here, where did Feng Jiuge go, and even if he was in a coma for a few days.
"This sentence should be the young master asking who the hermit is, what does the hermit do?" Mo Nan walked the rivers and lakes, and his journey was erratic, and he appeared in Chuluo rashly. It is now such a special period. Mo Nan wants to do something.
"Zai Xia is only by the princess, no, the emperor's order to save the prince, it should be the prince's life-saving talent, the prince does not need to thank the prince, and will not point the sword down?" Mo Nan has always been used to what he wants, and Jun Yue It is not a threat to him. If he makes a move, squeezing Jun Jun to death is as simple as squeezing an ant to death.
Jun Yue keenly caught, the emperor? Feng Jiuge
It seems that he has been in a coma for more than a few days, and he didn't even know that such an earth-shaking change occurred outside, why Feng Jiuge would become an emperor, then the Western Regions...
Jun Yue's eyes deepened, and the sword leaned forward for a point.
"The envoy has entered Beijing?" He asked very quietly, as if he were a hell Raksha without the slightest temperature, and solemnly.
Heh, is it a commanding tone
Mo Nan glanced at the advancing sword end, raised his head faintly, and then smiled, "Since I have entered Beijing, the prince may not know it. In these days when you are in a coma, many good things have happened outside. Interested to listen?"
He was certain that Jun Yue would agree, and Zifeng Jiuge sent him to his place. Mo Nan knew that Jun Yue had a weakness. The prince who was admired by all the people in the Western Regions and the future support of the royal family had his fatal weakness.
Both of these have affection for Feng Jiuge, and both regard her as treasures, and this is exactly what Mo Nan wants most.
The biggest weakness of the adversary is often fatal. Whether it is Jun Jue or Gu Beiyan, it is always a mistake. The existence of Feng Jiuge is an excellent weapon for him to take action.
"Stop talking nonsense, how many days has the young master been in a coma?" Jun Jue didn't know Mo Nan's intentions, he wouldn't save himself for no reason, he didn't know what happened. It's just that he doesn't know what the situation is right now, and if there is that person, Feng Jiuge is afraid that it is in danger.
Mo Nan smiled like a spring breeze, white clothes elegant, he was just like a graceful gentleman, people could not see the evil intentions, but in fact he was extremely black-hearted.
"No more than ten days." When Mo Nan replied, it seemed to answer an irrelevant question, neither light nor heavy, neither salty nor indifferent, and completely irrelevant to him.
However, Jun Jue was able to be in a coma for such a long time, and it was thanks to his help. No matter how the world turned upside down, it would be nothing more than that without Jun Jue's participation. Jun Jue could be seriously injured, and it was also due to that person's help.
He let Jun Jue lie here in a coma, and it is still a temporary saving of Jun Jue's life.
Jun Yue frowned when he heard the words. In ten days, it's no wonder that so many things will happen outside. However, the entry of envoys from the Western Regions to Beijing is a major event. The eldest brother came this time, explaining that the Western Regions, the father's side...
Jun Jue took a cold look at Mo Nan, then threw away the sword in her hand without hesitation, and walked straight out.
Mo Nan's voice sounded just behind him, "Prince, you have not healed from a serious injury, so don't be arrogant." It seems to be persuasive, but it is actually a side warning.
Jun Yue didn't stop short, and then left happily.
What if the serious injury has not healed? He knows his body and doesn't need Mo Nan to remind him.
And Mo Nan, watching Jun Jue's tall and straight figure disappear from the field of vision, chuckling her lips, she is really love. The outside world is a noble monarch, who is a dragon and a phoenix among others, and is the hope for the future of the Western Regions. It's such a hope, and in the end, it will be folded on Feng Jiuge. It is really unpredictable and extremely ruthless.
Prince ah prince, I hope you won't regret what you said today, but I will wait and see what you do.
——It is the day, the sun is very good, and the rare little sun and spring, the warmth is fully exposed. The peach blossoms are blooming, and it is full of warmth.
Because Jun Shang stayed in Feng Mansion, Feng Mansion had one more rule, that is, you don't have to wait for Jun Shang to get up early, just do your own affairs. Feng Jiuge did not restrict the actions of Jun Shang and his followers, so they could freely enter and exit the Feng Mansion.
The whole body is tired, and Feng Jiuge has not risen rarely. The warm pavilion is gathered together, and between the diagonally opened windows, a peach blossom stretches in, the pink and tenderness is strong, and the fragrance hits the nose. At that time, Feng Jiuge only wore a light gauze skirt, and the brocade was wrapped, especially warm.
I really don't want to get up. Feng Jiuge has never had a good night's sleep since he took over. Most of them wake up repeatedly between midnight dreams, but this night is considered a good sleep, Feng Jiuge attributed it to fatigue.
Until there was a soft knock on the door, the maidservant's voice came from outside, an unfamiliar tone.