(Go to the net.)

"Fourth Emperor Brother, thank you for caring about me, it's just that I have to save your Imperial Brother, believe me, it'll be fine......"

Although Xiao Mo'er said this, she was also afraid. Go and see the net. In a daze, he returned to Feng Xiye's dormitory where he was recuperating. Looking at Feng Xiye, whose face was still as pale as paper, there was a faint pain in his heart. couldn't help but pull Feng Xiye's hand in the quilt and hold it tightly, hoping that he would wait for her to save him safely.

And Feng Ximo stood behind Xiao Mo'er, watching her gaze at her royal brother affectionately, hating it. He wanted to know if if he was injured like this, if Xiao Mo'er would also sacrifice his life to save him. Love always makes people so painful, I used to think that Xiao Mo'er had no love for the royal brother, but why is she so sad now? Is it always her own delusion? Mo'er has always loved the imperial brother? Or is she hiding it too well......

"Imperial sister-in-law, do you love the imperial brother?" Feng Ximo finally couldn't help it and asked. Xiao Mo'er in front of her was stunned, she didn't expect Feng Ximo to ask like this. Turning around, he looked at Feng Ximo with a sad face, and blamed himself a little, why did he let such a good man get hurt?

"Why don't you answer?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lie?" Xiao Mo'er didn't want to lie to Feng Ximo.

"True, of course. Feng Xi couldn't wait to think of the answer.

"Not loved. Xiao Mo'er said expressionlessly, as calm as if she didn't like to eat this dish. Feng Xi listened silently, her heart was jumping, she didn't love, she said she didn't love. Is there any hope for him in the future? But Xiao Mo'er's next sentence sentenced him to death.

"I love someone else, not the prince......"

"What?don't you love the imperial brother?then who do you love?how can you love others?" Feng Ximo went crazy and asked Xiao Mo'er, he didn't love the imperial brother, he loved someone else, who was that person?

Xiao Mo'er raised a bright smile and imagined Yang Moyun's appearance: "He has a sunny face, a pure and clean smile, and he is full of vitality when he laughs, as if everything in the world has lost its color." ”

"You liar, it's impossible, then why do you want to save the imperial brother, you either love the imperial brother, or ...... No one loves it. Feng Ximo couldn't accept it, he had always regarded his imperial brother as a rival in love, and suddenly found that Xiao Mo'er loved someone else, and Xiao Mo'er described that person's appearance as Xiao Mo'er's appearance in his heart.

Xiao Mo'er wanted to explain something, but Feng Ximo didn't want to listen to it, maybe she didn't dare to listen to it! Listening to the woman she loves say how cruel it is to love someone else!

Feng Xi left the house as if he was running away. Xiao Mo'er felt guilty in her heart, stood still beside Feng Xiye, looked at Feng Xiye and muttered, "Do you blame me? Blame me for loving Mo Yun instead of you?"

But no one answered him.

Later, Xiao Mo'er went to find the Lingzen Taoist.

"Poor Dao, I've seen the crown princess. ”

"No need to be polite. All you have to do is tell me how I can bring back His Highness the Prince's soul. Xiao Mo'er looked at the Lingzen Taoist without blinking for a moment, hoping that he could give an answer soon.

"This ...... Poor Dao can only find a way to get your soul out of your body and ensure that it is okay for 7749 days, and the rest can only rely on yourself. ”

"What? on my own? I don't know how to spell, what am I going to do on my own? I ...... You're not kidding me, are you?" Xiao Mo'er looked fierce, glaring at the Lingzen Daoist fiercely, if this girl played with herself, she would send him to the West Heaven. (Xiao Chengcheng: Ahem, just think about it, your three-legged cat's kung fu has only been learned for half a month.) Xiao Mo'er: What's wrong with half a month? It's more than enough to flatten you, do you want to try? Xiao Chengcheng quickly slipped away without saying a word, this guy is really getting more and more violent. ）

"The crown princess laughed, how could the poor Dao trick you? Everything depends on the will of heaven......

Xiao Mo'er really wants to strangle this old guy now, but she still has to rely on this old guy to help her soul out of her body, so she just fantasizes about it in her heart now.

"Alright then, let's get started. Xiao Mo'er gritted her teeth, as if she was going to the execution ground, and said fiercely.

"The crown princess doesn't need to be in a hurry, when the poor road is prepared, the crown princess also has to recuperate, and three days later, the poor road will open the altar to help the princess's soul leave the body. The Lingzen Taoist said with a calm face, as if leaving the soul was as simple as eating a common meal.

"Oh well. I'll go back first. ”

"The crown princess is slow, three days later, I will ask the princess to move to the prince's mansion, the prince's mansion will be attached to the condition of geographical advantages, and when the time, location, and people will gather, the chances of winning will be more. ”

Xiao Mo'er nodded impatiently and walked out of the room of the Spirit Zen Daoist. This old guy is still in harmony with the time, place, and people. Why don't you go to the Hades Hall to rescue Feng Xiye by yourself, a guy who doesn't practice. By the way, isn't the magic doctor already more than 200 years old? Then he is the senior brother of the magic doctor, isn't he even older? can he really live, I want to live so old that I won't be an old goblin. Hey. Xiao Mo'er walked forward while YY.

"Bump" installed a human wall.

"Hey, how do you walk, why are you standing in front of me?" Xiao Mo'er cried out while covering her sore nose, this guy's back is really hard.

The man in front of him paused, and slowly turned around. "Mo'er, are you alright?"

Xiao Mo'er raised her head when she heard the familiar voice, and was stunned when she looked at her familiar face. For a long time, neither of them spoke. In the end, Xiao Mo'er couldn't help but open her mouth.

"Why are you here? This is the palace, how did you get in?"

"Don't you want me to come to see you?" Yang Moyun looked at Xiao Mo'er, who was a little indifferent, and felt a pain in his heart, hiding the pain in his eyes, and pretending to ask as if nothing happened.

"No, that, I didn't mean that, I was, I meant to say...... This is the palace, you are a killer, it is not appropriate to come here. Xiao Mo'er explained in a panic, God knows that she has been missing him all along.

"Yes, it's not appropriate for me to come here, then, you can come with me. Yang Moyun took Xiao Mo'er's hands and held them tightly, as if she would disappear.

"I can't go with you. Xiao Mo'er squirmed and wanted to pull it out of Yang Moyun's hand, but Yang Moyun's strength was too great, so she had to let Yang Moyun hold it in the end. This is in the palace, and when she was seen, she lost all the royal face.

"Why? Now that the emperor has quelled the rebellion, everything is under his control, what you should do has been done, why can't you go with me?" Yang Moyun's face was full of anxiety, why did Mo'er refuse to go with him, didn't she miss herself in the slightest?

"Because, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still in a coma, I want to save him. ”

"You save him? How can you save him? Even the master can't save him, what can you do as a weak woman? Or do you always remember Feng Xiye in your heart? Do you love him?" Yang Moyun was a little out of control, and the hand holding Xiao Mo'er tightened, making Xiao Mo'er cry out in pain. He realized that he was busy letting go of his hand.

Xiao Mo'er rubbed the hand that was scratched by Yang Moyun, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, after all, she was responsible for him. "You go, you don't have to worry about my business. "It seems that the Lingzen Daoist didn't tell her what to do with Feng Xiye, otherwise, it is estimated that Yang Moyun will directly kidnap her.

Yang Moyun listened to Xiao Mo'er's resolute words, staggered back a few steps, and planned to leave as soon as Japan, go back to the Magic Mirror Valley and never come out again, forgetting Xiao Mo'er. However, as soon as he left, he regretted it, these days of getting along, he felt that Xiao Mo'er had become a part of his life, and the days without her were too sad, twelve hours a day was like twelve years. He could not eat the day or sleep at night, as if he had lost his soul. After hearing the news of Fengxi's victory, he hurriedly rushed over to find her, he missed her and couldn't wait for a moment. He was going to take her away and stay with her forever. However, the palace is now heavily guarded, and he met his uncle outside the palace, so he was able to come in with him. I only heard Uncle Shi say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was seriously ill, and he thought that it was not better, but he didn't expect Xiao Mo'er to be unwilling to leave with him. One of his hearts was broken.

Xiao Mo'er looked at him a little unbearable, but she couldn't be soft-hearted, she wanted to save Feng Xiye, and now this was her only choice. Gritted his teeth, didn't let the unknown liquid in his eyes flow down, ruthlessly, and resolutely walked past Yang Moyun.

"Mo'er ....." Yang Moyun used his last strength to summon this voice, which gathered him, all his love. Xiao Mo'er didn't seem to hear it, and strode away from here and walked towards Feng Xiye's dormitory.

Yang Moyun finally couldn't help it and shed a line of tears.

"Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, just because they haven't reached the sad place. The words of the Spirit Zen Daoist sounded from behind Yang Moyun.

"Mo Yun, Uncle Shi has already said that this princess will definitely return to the prince, if you don't listen, your destiny will be difficult!"

"No, I don't believe it, I have to get Mo'er. Putting down a cruel word, Yang Moyun walked outside the palace, his eyes were full of hatred, he hated, hated that when he was young, his father listened to slander and abandoned his mother and himself. hates that his identity is not as good as others, and the woman he loves three times and twice is taken away, and he hates Xiao Mo'er even more, so he doesn't care about himself. What he hates most is himself, why should he be so cowardly and easily give his heart to a woman......

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Feng Xiye was still lying quietly on the bed, Xiao Mo'er wiped his face and hands with a soaked handkerchief, and then kept watching him by the bedside, but he kept thinking about Yang Moyun in his heart, thinking about his painful appearance, and the cold air emanating from his body. She doesn't understand why people who love each other can't be together, she doesn't understand why they meet, but they are separated, but now this is her choice, she can't regret it, it's just that her heart hurts, it hurts. Is this fate?

This book was first published.

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