Section 9 A Spring Goes to the Red Face (9)

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What she wants is for Jiang Yangyi's actions to her to become a thorn in the future, and it hurts when she thinks about it.

Guilt and remorse are mixed together, and she wants him to live rather than die.

Looking at the two people who walked in side by side, Gu Jin's eyes looked at Feng Yinyin, who was fluttering in white clothes and looked like an angel.

The other party smiled warmly, looking at her with shame and gratitude, as if he was sincerely grateful to her.

But just at a glance, Gu Jin knew that this woman's vitality was vigorous, and she was not afraid of the embodiment of evil diseases at all.

Moreover, she does not have the breath of Wei Elegy at all, which means that this person has never drunk Wei Elegy's blood at all.

Gu Jin hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and it was fleeting.

"Sister. Feng Yinyin walked quickly to Gu Jin's side and wanted to pull Gu Jin's hand, but Gu Jin avoided him, and her face froze.

Gu Jin smiled lightly, like a plum blossom that still stood tall in the wind and continued to bloom proudly on its branches, beautiful and incomprehensible: "My father has always loved his mother, and he has no concubines and no room in his life, but I am afraid that Miss Feng will recognize the wrong person." ā€

The meaning of these words is very clear, the king with a different surname only has my daughter, what kind of thing are you.

Feng Yinyin shrank for a moment, and smiled unmindfully: "I know that my sister is angry with Yinyin, but I told the prince, it wasn't my sister who pushed me into the water......"

"It's not me. Gu Jin put away her smile, and looked at Feng Yinyin with a pair of eyes, with endless coldness in her eyes: "I speak politely, but Miss Feng doesn't understand." ā€

"Then I'll put it bluntly, I'm sixteen this year, Miss Feng is seventeen this year, I really can't afford this voice. ā€

looked at Jiang Yangyi, who was dissatisfied, and smiled sarcastically: "If you call me like this in order to marry into the palace in the future, you don't have to, Princess Cheng has always been yours, and I am just an object now." ā€

"Why don't you come to see me? Don't think about coming to me and sting me? No hatred or love, so, Miss Feng understands?"

Feng Yinyin is used to acting, and instantly staggered back a few steps, shook her head, and instantly had tears in her eyes.

Jiang Yangyi stretched out his hand to take Feng Yinyin into the bad, and looked at Gu Jin coldly: "Yinyin is kind, let you be like this, but this king will not, if you want to go to the water prison again, this king will give you a ride." ā€

Gu Jin seemed to be frightened by these words, and did not move, only to raise his eyes half-loudly, his eyes were full of tears.

Tears crumbled in his eyes, but not a drop fell.

Gu Jin's eyes widened wide, her weak body stood up from the bed, and her white obscene clothes made her thinner and sadder than Feng Yinyin.

"It's not the first time I've been to the water prison, so why not go again?" Tears finally fell drop by drop the size of beans: "But what I said, that sentence is wrong. ā€

"The prince has to be like this, what can I do?"

Jiang Yangyi only felt that the feeling of a slight tremor in his heart returned, making him want to reach out and wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I'm already sixteen, didn't the prince know this when he proposed marriage? I have been married for half a year, and I have just turned sixteen on the day you locked me in the water room. ā€

Gu Jin seemed to think of something ridiculous, and smiled lowly: "The birthday gift given to me by the prince will not be forgotten in my life." ā€

Jiang Yangyi couldn't say a word, he was suddenly very afraid, afraid to know what mood she was in to spend that day.

He had seen her at the birthday banquet held for her by the king with a different surname, when she was surrounded by the crowd in the center, and her face was full of happiness.

The king with a different surname sat not far behind her, holding a teacup and carefully considering her expression, and then saw that her smile when she saw the congratulatory gift was also a smile.

Wei Elegy is a treasure in the hands of a king with a different surname.

At that time, he knew.

However, he gave her sixteenth birthday...... So sad and pathetic.

Jiang Yangyi was suddenly a little breathless, looking at Gu Jin, who was more self-deprecating than an accusation, he suddenly felt distressed, and his heart throbbed for a while.

Such a woman, a woman who was once famous all over the world and was regarded as a treasure, became such a face because she fell in love with him.

Feng Yinyin felt Jiang Yangyi's loss of consciousness, secretly screamed that it was not good, suddenly had a plan, and cried and grabbed Gu Jin's hand: "It's all my fault, but it's not my body, how can I let you suffer such a grievance, elegy, I'm sorry for you." ā€

Gu Jin didn't shake off Feng Yinyin's hand, and watched Feng Yinyin play coldly.

Feng Yinyin cried for a long time, seeing that neither of them had any movement, she slowly fell to the ground while holding her chest and gasping, and her forehead slowly became sick.

His face was also instantly pale, and he looked ill.

Sure enough, Jiang Yangyi was instantly shocked, hugged Feng Yinyin in his arms, and shouted: "Yinyin, how is it? Don't scare this king......"

The person in his arms was in pain, Jiang Yangyi frowned, eager to suffer this crime for Feng Yinyin.

Just now he forgot about Gu Jinqi's distress in an instant, Jiang Yangyi thought that Gu Jin's blood could save the wind Yinyin, looked up at Gu Jin, and was about to speak, but when he saw the sarcasm on the corner of Gu Jin's mouth, he couldn't open his mouth.

Gu Jin was empathetic and said, "Do you need my blood?"

Jiang Yangyi only felt that his throat was obscure, he only felt that Gu Jin's words stopped in his ears like the last struggle, and it was like a farewell, obviously speaking softly, but he was inexplicably cold.

Feng Yinyin raised her hand, grabbed Jiang Yangyi's arm, and gasped in pain: "Lord Wang...... No...... Don't be embarrassed...... Elegy. ā€

"Yin Yin can ...... Can you live until now...... It's already God...... Blessed. ā€

Jiang Yangyi pursed his lips, couldn't care so much anymore, raised his eyes and looked at Gu Jin: "Yes." ā€

"Good. Gu Jin's head was bowed, and his eyes were deep.

Jiang Yangyi opened his mouth: "As long as you save Yin Yin, I will promise you whatever you want this time." ā€

For some reason, looking at Gu Jin's appearance like an ancient well without waves, Jiang Yangyi blurted out this sentence.

"What you know, as long as it is what the prince wants, I have never refused, even if it is ......" Gu Jin slashed his wrist with a dagger in front of Jiang Yangyi's eyes, as if he didn't feel pain at all, with a smile: "Even if it takes my life." ā€

Jiang Yangyi's heart shrank instantly, only to feel that the red color was extremely dazzling.

Feng Yinyin couldn't have imagined that Gu Jin would just put a bowl of blood in front of her, and brought the bowl of blood to her, the smell of blood came to her face, and Feng Yinyin's face turned pale.

It's not acting, this time it's really pale.

Jiang Yangyi took the bowl: "Yinyin, drink it quickly, you won't feel uncomfortable immediately." ā€

Gu Jin briefly dealt with his wrist, and looked at Feng Yinyin with a smile.

If you want to drink my blood so much, then drink it obediently this time, at least it won't live up to me to let you into this game like today.