Liuli retreated to the door with great discernment, Feng Ling'er didn't want others to see her appearance, so she was bombarded by her in the dormitory, and only Liuli was left with a palace maid waiting, and now Liuli also withdrew, and there were only Sikong Jin and Feng Ling'er in the dormitory.

Sikong Jin hesitated for a moment, but still lifted the veil and walked to the bed. Lifting the veil hanging from the head of the bed, Feng Ling'er's little face was revealed. Her eyes were fixed on Sikong Jin, as if as soon as she looked away, the man in front of her would fly away.

Her face was not bloody, and her lips were pale pink, and although Liuli had taken good care of her, she couldn't see her cheeks plump.

"Imperial sister-in-law." When Sikong Jin saw Feng Ling'er like this, he didn't even know what to say for a while. If she was persuaded, she was afraid that it would arouse her sadness even more, so she could only call her softly.

"Don't you want to call me Ling'er anymore?" Feng Ling'er asked in a trembling voice. The grievances, grievances, fears, and resentments all turned into two lines of tears at this moment, falling silently. "Why do you still call me the imperial sister-in-law!" She choked up in a complaining voice.

Sikong Jin quietly looked at her little face with pear blossoms and rain, and her heart was full of tastes, her heart couldn't stop surging, and an indescribable sourness slowly dissolved in the depths of her heart, and the rhyme spread to the limbs.

In the end, he couldn't bear it, Sikong Jin sighed lightly, "Are you okay?" He asked softly.

"I'm not good!" Feng Ling'er cried and stretched out her hand to Sikong Jin, as if a person who was about to die by drowning was desperately grasping for the last straw. "Ah Jin, I'm very bad! Hug me, okay? Her tears ran down her smooth cheeks, wetting the brocade quilt.

"You are now my imperial sister-in-law. Don't do that. Although Sikong Jin held her outstretched hand, he didn't bend over to hug her into his arms.

"And what do you want me to do?" Feng Ling'er's heart sank, "If I don't have my feet, I'd rather die!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Sikong Jin roared sharply, "You can live well without your feet!" ”

"Hah!" Feng Ling'er suddenly sneered, "How can you sue me to live?" I have no husband anymore, if I don't have my feet in the future, what do you call to live in this world! ”

Facing Feng Ling'er's words, Sikong Jin frowned deeply, and after a long time, he said slowly, "I promised to take good care of you." ”

"How do you take care of it? And with what identity to take care of! Feng Ling'er suddenly seemed to be crazy, and tried her best to push away Sikong Jin, she sat up from the bed, lifted the brocade quilt covering her body, and revealed a pair of feet for silk shoes.

Sikong Jin only glanced at it once, and couldn't bear to look at it a second time.

The flesh on the feet had become necrotic, turning black and purple, and then spreading to her calves, all the way to the calves, which were black and purple, and swollen high, which was unbearable to look at.

Sikong Jin's heart jumped a few times, and the scene just now made his breath suffocate.

He knew that Feng Ling'er had always been a person who loved beauty, and if he hadn't reached the point where he had become disheartened, he would never allow himself to be exposed in front of others like this.

His heart sank, was she determined to die?

"Even you don't want to see it, do you?" Feng Ling'er cried and laughed, she slowly put down the quilt and covered her legs again, "How do you tell me to face myself like this!" She didn't look around, and said coldly to Sikong Jin, "You go!" The farther you go, the better! I'd rather I'd be dead now than let you see me like this! ”

"Ling'er." Sikong Jin finally couldn't help but call out her name, just like before.

Feng Ling'er's body trembled, and her hands covered her face, "You are finally willing to call me like this?" She choked up. If I hadn't become like this, you wouldn't have called me that for the rest of your life! But even if you were willing to call me that, what could you change? I've become this ghost! What do you tell me to face you in the future! ”

"Don't give up on yourself. You're still Feng Ling'er! Sikong Jin stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, and forcefully made her look at herself, "You are still the previous Feng Ling'er." ”

"It's changed. All of them have changed! Feng Ling'er couldn't resist Sikong Jin, so she could only look at his handsome face helplessly, and cried, "I'm no longer the original me!" ”

"Nope. Believe me! Sikong Jin said firmly.

"Then you marry me!" Feng Ling'er suddenly threw herself into Sikong Jin's arms. She obviously felt Sikong Jin's body stiffen, and Feng Ling'er's heart rose to her throat, for fear that the man she hugged would say "no".

She waited for a long time, Sikong Jin didn't speak, and Feng Ling'er's heart was in a hurry, "I know that such a request is embarrassing for you." So, you better go. After speaking, she slowly propped up her body, and said in a cold voice, "What do you say to take care of, what is still the same me?" You don't have to lie to me anymore, and you don't have to lie to yourself anymore. I'll leave it to my own devices, and you'll have no trouble or any burden. ”

Sikong Jin slowly closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, tightened his arms, and hugged Feng Ling'er in his arms again, "Don't say such things again, heal well, you won't die!" He paused, "I'll marry you." Will take care of you. ”

Su Rui, after Sikong Jin said this, a name appeared in his heart, a stubborn figure, a person who made his heart ache faintly now.

Don't blame me, okay? He silently read it in his heart.

He couldn't let go of the two of them, one was missing, the other had no business, in such a situation, he had to choose to save the other who could be saved.

After Feng Ling'er heard Sikong Jin's words, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground!

She buried her face deep in Sikong Jin's arms, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

She has already taken the most difficult step, and in the future, she will take every step of the way, trying to drive that nasty ghost and ugly monster away from Sikong Jin's psychology! Her life is already so imperfect, but she wants a perfect husband!

"That's right. Ling'er remember how you were separated from Suri at that time? Sikong Jin thought about it for a while, and still asked, he also knew that it was a bit wrong to ask Feng Ling'er now, but Su Rui's whereabouts are unknown now, and he agreed to marry Feng Ling'er, no matter how he counts, he is sorry for Su Rui.

So he must find Suri, whether she is dead or alive.

When he promised Feng Ling'er, he was already destined to lose Su Rui, and if he still let Su Rui go out, he wouldn't be able to pass his own level.

Deciding to marry Feng Ling'er is definitely not a momentary emotional impulse, he also has other considerations, the Feng family is the head of civil officials, and now the court seems to be calm on the surface by Sikong Jue, but there is already an undercurrent inside. I don't know what kind of hookup the two emperor brothers and the party are behind their backs, so he must first stabilize a few major civil officials, and Feng Ling'er's brother is also a military general, guarding Mengshan Pass, Mengshan Pass is a barrier, if Feng Ling'er's brother Feng Wuxian can firmly stand on his side, then the army from the direction of Rouran can resist for a while.

Sikong Jin's heart was very stuffy. The name Suri was like a thorn that pierced deep into the softest part of his heart, making him faintly painful.

originally agreed to marry Su Rui for the marriage of Hu Guo and Dajin, but now ...... He sighed in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen to Suri.

Feng Ling'er's heart also trembled, how many times she had imagined the scene when Sikong Jin asked about Su Rui's whereabouts, and she had already made up a bunch of arguments in her heart, which could not only tell the situation at that time, but also not give Sikong Jin a chance to find Su Rui.

She slowly said the words that she had been silently reciting countless times in her heart, and Sikong Jin listened very seriously. After Feng Ling'er finished speaking, Sikong Jin was even more impetuous.

"So, she willingly took the pill and followed the weirdo?" Sikong Jin asked.

"Yes." Feng Ling'er nodded, "But you can't blame her, in that case, no one can save that man, she can only rely on the gray-clothed weirdos we met." The gray-clothed monster looked very capable, and the two horses died in an instant. ”

She hid the scene of herself and Suri being poisoned, and only said that the horse was poisoned and died.

Su Rui was willing to take poison in order to save Jun Rushuang...... This realization made Sikong Jin's hands cold. Why is she so familiar with Jun Rushuang, to the point where she is willing to die for him?

Feeling that Sikong Jin's back was getting stiffer and stiffer, and her body was getting colder and colder, Feng Ling'er knew that her words had played the role she expected.

"Rest well." Sikong Jin tried hard to make his voice sooth, he asked Feng Ling'er to lie down again, and pulled up the brocade quilt for her. "I'll go out first."

"Ah Jin, when will you come to see me again?" Feng Ling'er grabbed Sikong Jin's hand and asked softly.

"I'll take some time." Sikong Jin didn't want to say more to her, pulled out his hand, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

Standing outside the Huanhua Palace, Sikong Jin felt a little stunned, everything here was so familiar, and even he could vaguely feel Su Rui's breath when he closed his eyes, but her person was not only missing now, did even her heart change?

Jun Rushuang was supposed to be her concubine, but Jun Rushuang abandoned her first, but she saved him wholeheartedly regardless of her previous suspicions! What is it for?!

Sikong Jin suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly walked towards his father's bedroom.

Lu Yun has seen and heard a lot, and he should know what kind of poison those horses have been infected, and he can kill them instantly.

Perhaps he could provide a clue to the man in gray who took Suri away.

Fortunately, he did not bother to transport the two dead horses back to the capital.