Feng Zhi came to Jun Zimo's room unimpeded. But there was no one in his room at all. This made Feng Zhijing even more worried. It's not that Junzimo has an accident.

If he had something else, he would find someone to tell him.

She called Jun Zimo's personal guard. She knew the man.

"Do you know where the second prince went?" Feng Zhijing asked bluntly.

"Subordinate, I don't know. This morning, I saw the second prince come back and went into the study. I haven't been out since I went in. I don't know exactly where the master is now. He replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Feng Zhijing fell into deep thought. How can a big living person disappear into thin air?

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and thought of the gentleman Mo and Long Pei. Thinking of this, he didn't worry anymore and let that subordinate go down.

Since she disappeared from the study, she went to the study to look for it. Go inside and have a look. There was still blood on the ground. Several chairs were also knocked down.

There are traces of a fight here. She was a little worried about Jun Zimo.

"Zimo, are you here? Feng Zhijing spoke a little higher than usual, she was afraid of disturbing the people outside.

This voice, if the gentleman is there, can also be heard.

But the familiar voice never sounded.

Feng Zhijing's body couldn't help but tremble. She knew that as long as Jun Zimo heard her voice in one breath, she would answer herself.

But now no one answered her. Then there is only one result, and Junzimo is seriously injured or ......

She didn't dare to think about that word. If Jun Zimo is really dead. She didn't know if she would be able to live alone. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became.

"Zimo, are you injured? If so, you can't move, it's okay to let someone tell me. Feng Zhijing's voice trembled a little.

At this time, the gentleman's ink finger in Long Perry moved. Jun Zimo seemed to hear the voice of his baby. And his baby's voice trembled a little. And with a crying voice.

In the past few days, Qinglong has been guarding Junzi Mo by his side. But he couldn't hear the sound outside. I can't bring people in.

Only Junzimo, the master, can do it.

Jun Zimo listened to the intermittent cry. My heart hurts like I'm being pulled by something.

His long eyelashes twitched. Finally, it slowly opened. Because Qinglong gave him a lot of pills during this period. His body has recovered somewhat.

He looked outside. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your heart is broken when you see it. He saw his baby curled up in a chair. Tears in my eyes. There is a slight tremor in the body. It's distressing to watch.

As soon as Junzimo's mind moved, Feng Zhijing came to his side.

Feng Zhijing saw how to lie on the bed. There was not a trace of blood on his face. Pale as a blank sheet of paper.

"Zimo, are you hurt?" Jun Zimo grabbed Jun Zimo's hand with trembling hands. Feng Zhijing grabbed it very lightly, for fear of hurting Junzimo.

The gentleman's chapped lips moved. Only make a hum sound.

Feng Zhijing saw such a gentleman, and she was distressed. He had never seen Junzimo suffer so many injuries. Every time I see him, he is alive and well.

Do this and that for yourself. Look at Junzimo who can't move now. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Zimo, don't speak, I know. Feng Zhi wiped her tears with her hands. He said with a crying voice.

Seeing Feng Zhijing crying. Junzimo wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears. But he couldn't lift his hand.

Feng Zhijing quickly grabbed the hand. Use the other sleeve to wipe the tears away.

"Zimo, I know you're injured, don't worry. I'm watching over you. Feng Zhijing is still a little hoarse when she speaks, because she cried just now.

Qinglong saw that his master was taken care of, so he returned to his cultivation place. Now Qinglong has a lot on his mind.

"Don't be in a hurry to talk when you're hurt. I'll get you a glass of water, you drink some first, moisten your throat. ”

Feng Zhijing carefully made a glass of water for Junzimo. There is also a small tube on top of the cup. It's like a straw for us now. In this way, Jun Zimo can drink water without getting up.

Jun Zimo drank a few sips of water, and his throat could be ordered. It doesn't hurt that much.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm fine. Junzi Mo said weakly. He spoke in a low, small voice. But Feng Zhijing heard it all.

"I know you're okay. It's just a little thinner, a small injury, and it will be fine in a few days. Besides, you're going to marry me in a few days, if you don't get up. I won't marry you. Feng Zhijing said jokingly.

Of course, Junzimo knew that she was amusing herself. But I still don't want to hear it.

"You must marry me for the rest of your life. No, you have to marry me for the rest of your life. Although Jun Zimo's voice was very small, he was very domineering when he said this.

"I know, then I'll be waiting for you. If you're going to break the agreement. I'm really not going to marry you. Feng Zhijing said softly.

"I will not break the agreement. You are ready to be my eternal lady. When Jun Zimo said this, his voice became quieter.

Seeing Jun Zimo's appearance, Feng Zhijing felt a little self-reproachful. Why did you say that to him?

"Zimo, don't talk anymore? ”

Junzimo is very well-behaved. Really don't talk anymore.

Seeing that Jun Zimo no longer spoke, Feng Zhijing put down her heart.

When Feng Zhijing carefully grabbed Jun Zimo, she began to check his pulse. Took a look. I knew how heavy the gentleman's ink wounds were. His meridians were ruined a lot.

Although I took some pills, I repaired all the bones in my body. But the meridians still did not recover. If it goes on like this. Junzi Mo can't even cultivate.

Feng Zhijing took out a Rebirth Pill from Feng Perry. Feed it to Jun Zimo's mouth.

Jun Zimo was very well-behaved and cooperated with the swallowing of the pill.

"Zimo, who injured you so badly that they destroyed all your muscles and veins. Luckily, I have a Rebirth Pill here. Otherwise, you won't be able to cultivate in the future. Feng Zhi said quietly and tremblingly.

Looking at Jun Zimo's pale face, she remembered that Jun Zimo couldn't talk much now.

immediately said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Zimo, don't speak." I forgot you were so badly injured. ”

"It's okay, don't worry too much. Junzi Mo comforted softly.

"Okay, I'm not worried, and you don't have to speak. I have a bowl of porridge here, and you eat it. Feng Zhijing said and took out a bowl of eight-treasure porridge from Feng Peili. Still bubbling with this.

This is still done by Junzi Mo in Feng Peili. Fortunately, Feng Pei is at a constant temperature. The gruel is still hot.

Feng Zhijing took a small spoon and blew the gruel cold. before feeding it to Junzimo's mouth.