He withdrew his gaze, his hands clutched his cuffs tightly, and then gently placed the woman in his arms on the ground as if she were sleeping peacefully.

Silently reaching over his shoe, he pulled out a short dagger and tucked it into his sleeve.

Shen Jing glanced straight at the person in front of him, the emperor who was high above, with a calm and unhurried appearance, as if nothing big could disturb him.

There was a hint of contemplation in his pupils, and although his eyes were slightly cloudy, he did not lose his original shrewdness. He was dressed in bright yellow clothes and was neatly dressed on his body at the moment, but he looked at himself and was in a mess.

Fine sweat oozed from her forehead, the clothes on her back had already been wet with sweat, and there was a little blood on her face, but it was getting more and more vivid because of her wiping just now.

In front of a pair of eyes, there was a red color, just because it was stained with her blood, it seemed that his eyes were scarlet, and he looked like he was thirsty for killing.

Looking at the person in front of him again, he looked very much like his father, standing firmly in place, without killing a woman and his expression changed.

If it's really not a family, you can't enter a family.

With a dark look in his eyes, he clenched the sleeves of his sleeves tightly and made the next move.

The moment he made his move, a figure rushed over.

"Poof--- she spat blood from her mouth, gripping his hand on the dagger.

His eyes were full of disbelief, the movement of his hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground.

"Fence him up!" Lin Feng behind her opened his mouth at the right time, his face full of worry.

He hugged the leaves in front of him that seemed to be falling at any moment, clenched his fists tightly, and a little pain flashed in his eyes. He hugged her softly and clicked on her several major acupuncture veins so that she would not lose too much blood.

Her hand was still clenched, but the person was unconscious.

Shen Jing looked at her with a dull gaze, and without saying a word, he just let the guards behind him imprison him.

"Bang--" He was kicked to the ground by them, he lay limply on the ground, he crawled slowly, trying to go to He Yan. He still had her warmth in his hands, and he gripped the ground with his hands and climbed forward.

The person behind him would not be soft, and when he took a stick, he beckoned to him, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his body rose and fell.

"Poof--" He spat out a mouthful of blood, his hand subconsciously wiping the corners of his mouth, as usual. He didn't want this embarrassed look in front of her eyes. He crawled and crawled, trying to take the small hand and hold it tightly.

He hadn't seen her in a long time, but he thought about her all the time...

Just a little bit, he was hit by a stick from behind, and he couldn't survive it. The hand was stretched forward, the eyes locked on her figure, and the mouth turned into a small voice: "Save her, Ah Yan!" ”

"Ayan... Ayan·· Ahh He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his eyes were hazy, only a large patch of blood on his hands, which was extremely hot. He hung his head, his hand still unfurled.

The man in the palace gave the order, "Put him in a prison and wait for interrogation later." ”

He was lifted up and walked out, his hands hanging down to his side, but he could not let go, so that he still clung to him.

"Father, the son has retired first!" There was a rare hint of anxiety in his words, but he regarded He Yan as very important.

The Emperor lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman lying beside him, her face haggard and her lips already darkened. The placket on his chest was wet, and there were large patches of red, but it was very dazzling.

He looked at Lin Feng, who was kneeling down, and a little thoughtful emotion flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment.

His voice was hoarse, he hadn't said such a tone for a long time, and the whole person was hiding secrets that no one knew.

"Go ahead, treat her well!"

"The sons and daughters kneel down to thank their father!" He bowed to him, and kowtowed his head a few times, and his vocal movements spoke of his most sincere emotions, but there was no more such thing as this.

He got up and picked up He Yan on the ground, and walked out with rushing steps.

I don't know when, the sun is setting in the west. Gradually, night finally came. Candles had already been lit and lanterns hung in various palaces, and the candles were dancing, and half of her face melted into the night, and finally her figure melted into the night, leaving only his figure.

She was tightly hugged by him, not letting anyone snoop a little, not letting her probe, only wishing that she was owned by one person and confined in her own hands.

He let out a long sigh, just holding the man in his arms, his hand loosening a little. The flowers poke their heads out silently, and even though it is late spring, they are still full of infinite vitality.

He carried her to the hospital, and he gently placed her on the couch.

The Imperial Doctor came in a hurry, and he had what he needed to save people.

He saluted before heading to her.

He placed a scarf on her slender wrist and probed her pulse. He lifted her eyes again, looked at the eyeballs in his sockets, and sighed heavily.

Lin Feng stood aside, his expression unchanged. But his fists clenched in his sleeves, and his nails tugged at the flesh of his palms, as if they wanted to rip out the whole piece, leaving a little blood.

The palms of his hands were covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, and at this moment, coupled with the scratching of the wound, it was even worse, but there was a little stinging. But he still didn't feel enough, the sting in his hand was just a reminder that he had hurt her!

He was clever all the time!

Seeing his face as before, the stone on his heart lifted slightly, and he said in a low voice: "This girl's injury is only a few minutes away from piercing her heart, and several important points on her body are sealed by you, so she will not lose too much blood." She was carefree, but she already had a fetus in her womb, and her body had become weak earlier. Now, she is deeply stimulated, and the child can only look at the will of God! ”

"The Seven Princes, the Seven Princes..." He whispered to him, but he couldn't get his thoughts back. He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he had lost his mind because of the fetus in her womb.

"Doctor, take a step to speak."

He came to his senses and led him to the lobby, leaving only the healer to clean her wounds.

She was dressed in plain white clothes, but on her chest were the most gorgeous plum blossoms blooming in winter, one by one. Beauty is beauty, but it loses all vitality.

Her brow furrowed, she still couldn't stretch out in her sleep, and her palms were placed at her side in a square position.

The healer took the scissors and necessities and carefully treated her wounds. Her large snow-white and slender neck met her eyes, and then she looked at the wound, she understood how this person could provoke the Seventh Prince to lose his face.

He had a deep love for her earlier, and he was sure that in the future, he would fall deeper into her gentle whirlpool, and there would only be this one person in his heart. Even if he gave her his life, he would be so willing that he wouldn't even blink an eye.

The doctor wiped the thin sweat off her forehead, and then ended the movements of her hands. She was changed into another white dress by her, her face was haggard, without a look, but there was a little haggard beauty and pitiful feeling, which disturbed her and couldn't help but want her to be well.

In the time she was stunned, Lin Feng walked into the side hall, his eyes locked on the bed, and his footsteps came towards her, walking quietly.

"The Seven Princes..." She was startled by him, and her voice inevitably became a little louder.

She stepped aside, not disturbing them. Her palms were full of beads of sweat, and compared to Fang Cai, it was just a drop in the bucket. She saw that his eyebrows were raised and his eyes flashed with displeasure, and she naturally knew that he was dissatisfied with her loud words.

He gently put his hand under her neck, her body was a little cold, and as soon as the hot skin touched hers, she hurriedly rushed into his arms, and he was in a rare mood.

He hugged her, his hand tightened a little, her whole body nestled in his arms, absorbing his temperature, and then scattered on his body bit by bit, their figures were heading towards the Nian Xi Palace.

At the same time, the palace maid in the palace was holding her head with her forehand, hanging down one by one, extremely tired. In the past few days, the master has not been able to swallow, has no appetite, and the whole person has lost a few points. She worked hard for it, and in the end, she also put her heart into it.

Earlier, she cleaned up the mess, and when she came back to her senses, He Yan was not in front of her. She went out of the palace gate, and listened to the guards, and she ran to the living room, but she heard the girl and the Seventh Prince go together.

She had no choice but to return the same way, and in this temple, waiting for the girl's return, she had waited for a long time. She finally fell asleep because of the heaviness of her eyelids.

Before she knew it, she was ripped off. Without paying attention, she knocked her knee, provoking her to scream softly.

She had been sleeping soundly and had not yet woken up, but at this moment, the pain in her feet and the strange atmosphere made her come back to her senses.

As far as she could see, the Seventh Prince hugged a person into the inner room, and after a while, he came out alone. However, the expression on his face was unfathomable, and his pupils were as deep as a cold pool in the dark night, black and deep, making people's legs and feet weak, and they couldn't stop shivering.

The servants knelt on the ground, and although the palace maid did not understand what was happening, she glanced sharply at a few touches of red on his sleeves, which were clearly and obvious.

At this time, silence is better than sound, giving people a sense of oppression. Under the calm water waves, it is often easy to make waves and catch people off guard.

"Master, can we wait for the girl to be okay, and then we will go to confess, she must not be left unattended!" She opened her mouth tremblingly, the Seventh Prince had ordered them to take good care of her, but now she was carried back by him himself.

She was calm and calm on the surface, full of self-blame for him, and also guilt for He Yan.

"Go down!" He didn't change anything, just his cold eyes slowly warmed up.

The group retreated, and he waited for everyone to leave, and then went to the inner room.

The little man on the bed was sleeping quietly, his face was a little pale. If you ignore her eyebrows and bloodless lips, she looks like a flawless piece of jade, just waiting to be loved.

He got into bed, facing her, and put his arm around her neck as if he were hugging her.

He felt the temperature coming from his arm, so that the night would not be so cold, so long.

The candle flame on the desk burned for a long time, flickering and dimming, and finally fell into darkness.

Lin Feng looked at the dark night and fell into deep thought.

Unconsciously, the woman beside her called out, "Ah Jing..."

It's just that the voice is too low, but in this silent space, it can't be ignored······