"Feng Jing, can't I do it?" Ling'er rubbed the softness of her chest back and forth on Feng Jing's back, her clear eyes were blurred, and her red lips were bitten, full of tenderness.

Those small hands couldn't stop roaming around Feng Jing's body, teasing Feng Jing as much as she could.

"Do you want to die?" Feng Jing turned her head sideways and looked at Ling'er's eyes dyed with a dead silence, like a hellish Shura, which was terrifying.

"Don't forget, who is the reason why you are alive until now?"

Ling'er looked at the slender figure as cold as frost, and the coldness in her eyes was unbearable.

Remembering that handsome face had only smiled at that woman, the jealousy in her heart consumed her consciousness more and more.

By whom?

Oh, she knows, she knows, that's why she is even more resentful.

Why does everything she do has to do with that woman?

She longed for the woman to die.

Thinking of this, Ling'er gritted her teeth resentfully, didn't care about pulling up the tulle that had been scattered on her shoulders, looking at the cold phoenix eyes, she couldn't suppress her roar anymore, "Why, I can't, why, why, where is she better than me, you obviously left her, why can't I." ”

Feng Jing almost shook off Ling'er, who was attached to him, and got up to look at her condescendingly, his eyes cold.

"If you don't know what to do, the next time you have the opportunity to speak, stay in hell and say it." The narrow phoenix eyes were cold.

Ling'er gritted her teeth, "Feng Jing, don't regret it." ”

Holding back her tears, Ling'er got up and rushed out of the hall, and the guards outside the door didn't look at Ling'er, and they all knew each other about her messy appearance at this time.

Feng Jing sat back on the jade chair, his narrow phoenix eyes were cold, and his body leaned back on the jade chair.

At this time, the purse on his waist fell to the ground because he was torn off by Ling'er just now.

Feng Jing bent down to pick up the purse, looked at the purse in the bright light, and narrowed his long phoenix eyes a little.

The bleak night shook into the hall at this time, enveloping Feng Jing's figure.

In the night, a dazzling color of blood overflowed from the pale lips, cutting a few bleak arcs on the ground.

…………

An inn in the capital of Chen Guo~

"Third Prince, when will I be able to take Your Majesty away?" Mu Han looked at Su Baiye who was standing in front of him with an anxious face, and had been looking out of the window since just now.

He had no choice but to listen to Su Baiye's words and temporarily stayed in the capital.

There is Mo Bai in the palace, so he will concentrate on staying here, and he is bound to bring His Majesty back.

Although the Prime Minister tried his best to suppress himself, his body was already terminally ill, and if he hadn't stumbled upon it the night before returning to Beijing, he was afraid that the Prime Minister would even hide it from him.

Although he didn't understand why the Prime Minister suddenly had such ruthlessness towards His Majesty, how could he not know the Prime Minister's intentions for His Majesty after being by the Prime Minister's side for more than ten years.

So no matter what, he must take His Majesty back.

This time, even if the Prime Minister gave him a death, he would not hesitate to do so.

But staying here all the time, I'm afraid it's not a solution, and if he waits any longer, he's afraid that something will happen.

"The Three Princes." Mu Han called again.

Su Baiye turned his head sideways, and Chong Muhan made a shushing gesture with a smile in his eyes, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised.

Mu Han tightened his brows, but he didn't know what Su Baiye meant.

But now Su Baiye is the only one who is willing to help him, and if he hadn't helped, I'm afraid that he would have been caught by the secret guards in the palace during the thorough investigation of the palace in the future.

In a sense, he can be regarded as his benefactor.

Besides, for this unpredictable man, no matter how anxious he was, he didn't dare to anger him easily.