In June, early summer arrived quietly. The leaves on the branches are green, and the buds on the branches are moistened by spring, and they look muddy.

It lowered its head, silently telling the passage of time, reverently waiting for the next early spring, poking its head out again.

The short sentence "people are better than flowers" was originally used to describe the woman in front of her, which contained endless praise. Now, she's not at all in the mood.

Lin Feng sat beside her, fanning her in the wind. The wind slowly curled the hair on the sides of her cheeks, which should have been a sense of satisfaction, but she did not have half of it.

Her brows are frowning all the time, and she has never stretched in the past half a month. His cheeks were white, his lips were pursed, and he bit his lips from time to time, as if he could vent.

"Ah Jing--" She woke up from her dream, and subconsciously protected her stomach. Fine sweat oozed from her forehead, and the clothes behind her stuck to her skin, which made her extremely uncomfortable. The word "Chuan" is about to be twisted out of his forehead.

Lin Feng knew that she was having a nightmare, and for half a month, she had been like this.

He thought, presumably in the future, that person would never be able to exist in front of her eyes again.

"Is it today?" She spat out a sentence softly, each word spoken very slowly, very slowly.

Lin Feng couldn't remember how long she hadn't spoken to him, maybe it was because she had begged him unsuccessfully, or maybe she had said something cruel enough to Shen Jing.

This is the feeling that her heart is dead more than silent mourning, and he knows that she will not have herself in her heart after all. Didn't he already know his fate? What was he fantasizing about?

She is the result of this dream after all, and this dream has a beginning and an end after all. It's just that there will be no him at the end of her, just as there was no him at the beginning of her, he is just a poor man who is sympathetic!

"Hmm."

He watched her performance carefully, but she was just light-hearted. Others can't understand her emotions, but he understands her.

He wanted to ask the Buddha, why can't he be the ferryman?

But he's actually her!

He thought that as long as she was good, then he would be okay too! They are one, one and the same!

She hugged her knees tightly and rested her head on her knees, not letting anyone snoop on her emotions. She just wept silently, stroking her stomach with one hand, and didn't make any movements.

He just kept her company silently······

After a while, a shrill sound shattered their apparent calm.

"The Seven Princes take the order!" Xiao Fuzi, the eunuch beside the emperor, came to him one by one, with a smile on his face that needed to be thoughtful.

He Yan lowered her head and knelt down on her own side.

Lin Feng took all her actions into account, but he understood, and went to the eunuch alone to catch the holy decree that might be a hot potato.

Sure enough, a holy decree directly split the person on the outside and tender on the inside. However, He Yan was the only one who was shocked.

She had guessed his motives for a long time, and now it was a taste to hear it again. It was like his own cabbage was fattened by himself, and he was arched by a white fat pig, and finally the pig ran away.

The most devastating thing is that the pig is still home-raised, and now there is nothing left, which makes people collapse.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said, the seventh prince Lin Feng, the conquest of the border, meritorious service, and later captured the people who endangered the country, and made great achievements. Be docile and courteous... Won my heart, I hereby canonize him as the prince! Chin this"

"Seven princes, take the order!" The eunuch said with a hint of a smile.

"Thank you, Lord Longne!" He took it with both hands, and then saluted again.

He got up and went to the place where he had just been sitting, the thing in his hand was as heavy as Mount Tai, but he couldn't get rid of it for a while. Her eyes were not on him, he was looking for a place to put it, so that she would not be saddened.

Unexpectedly, the next moment there was a black line on his forehead.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

“···”

What kind of stupid people are raised in the palace in the past? They won't be timed?

He let out a long sigh and glanced at them with a cold gaze. They only felt frozen and couldn't move. When he withdrew his gaze, he ran out in a gloomy manner.

Lin Feng walked up to He Yan and wanted to reach out to support her, but she ruthlessly avoided her.

With an extremely weird smile on the corner of her mouth, mixed with a few hints of self-deprecation, she spit out words without warmth, "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"Ayan, you know I don't want to..."

"What doesn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince want?"

"You're trying to tell me that I agreed to your request, but why did he still want to die?" She laughed out loud as she spoke, and her whole face was hideous, but it wasn't terrible. He just felt very distressed and powerless.

"I didn't know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't care about anything for the sake of the throne!"

He didn't explain, he just blamed the buried secret for not wanting her to know. So, hate him for living, it's okay! If there is no love, it is good to be ruthless! No, when he first woke up from the big dream, he disappeared into the long river of her memory.

If he can make her remember it for a longer time and make her feel better at the moment, then he chooses to bear it.

"What don't you want... You say... You say... You..." The more she talked, the more excited she became, and she almost fainted, and fell directly to the ground, but fortunately he moved quickly so that he wouldn't hurt her.

He put his arms around her to the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. It's just that the tears have left traces, and the tails of the eyes seem to be smeared with red, pink and tender, which makes people feel pity.

He looked at her sleeping face and sighed heavily.

Don't blame me!

He came to the desk and lit incense, the incense of the nerves only hoped that she would sleep more peacefully, so that she would not be forced to fall into a dream because of a long nightmare, this dream with him!

The smoke was filled, the tip of her nose was full of sandalwood, her heart was quiet, and her breathing gradually stabilized. He was reassured, looked at her reluctantly, and then had to turn away.

Xu had to rely on this incense to fall asleep for a long time, but she was used to smelling it, and the effect of the fragrance was gradually dissipating.

Perhaps, it is her heart that is resisting, her heart has been suppressed for a long time, and she is breaking free from the shackles. There was a cruel scene in her mind, which made her little face wrinkle slightly, and her body curled up uneasily, lacking her own sense of security.

In the dim hallway, there was a rustling sound in my ears.

Someone in front of him carried a lamp, and the light that burst out of it stung the people behind him. She was dressed in a pink dress, her skin was like congealed cream, her face was beautiful, and her lips trembled lightly from time to time, driving her body to shake. Thanks to someone behind her, she would have fallen.

"Thank you." Exhaled like an orchid, and a pleasant voice came out of her mouth.

Lin Feng just nodded slightly and let go of the hand that was holding her. With her temperature in her hand, in the cold prison, relying on that bit of warmth to enter the limbs and hundreds of remains, it is much happier than the people in the cage.

They followed the cell boss to the innermost room, and before they could get closer, they could hear the sound of chains coming from inside.

One of her hearts was tightly choked, how could a person who longed for freedom like him endure it?

She stopped, and there was a scream from the next door, and the voice was miserable, giving people goosebumps, and it was a chill. She stood outside his wall, just one wall away.

She couldn't imagine that she might not be able to bear it if she saw him bruised and bruised, or even more unbearable!

"Let's go!" Lin Feng spoke softly, calling her thoughts away.

The decision she made, she gritted her teeth and wanted to complete her. Even if not for yourself, then for the child in the belly. He was still so young, she didn't want and feared that it didn't have a father, and she didn't want it to be unhappy like herself.

"Hmm." She clenched her fists.

The sound of a "bell", a key passing through the lock, and a chain falling.

The cell boss looked flattering, smiled and opened the cell door, and then bowed again, leaving the two of them alone.

Lin Feng didn't want to see her forbearance, and he didn't want to disturb the two of them, "I'll wait for you outside the door!" ”

"Okay." Her eyes filled him with gratitude.

He just avoided it, when would he see her looking at him with the light in his eyes?

Step by step, she walked inside, and her eyes were full of barrenness, and there was some dead grass underneath, and there was a sparse sound in it, the sound of rats or cockroaches crawling past.

She was a little sick to her stomach, and she forcibly pressed it to the bottom of her heart.

In the dimly lit cell, the slightest candlelight is stingy. She could only look at him in the faint light, but it was alive that made her want to escape.

It's not the rats and pests that can be seen that are scary, it's often the hearts of people who can't guess what are scary.

What kind of heart did they have to beat him to the point where he didn't have anything good?

He was only wearing an undershirt, but because he was whipped, he turned a white background into a red one, and there was not much fabric left on his hands, but he was scarred. She only swept it slightly, and then couldn't help but withdraw her eyes. In the dim light, there seemed to be insects crawling under the red skin, showing filth.

He must have been very tired, and he hadn't noticed it for a long time since she came in, and he had always been very alert in the past.

There was a thick shadow under his small fan-like eyelashes, a testament to his fatigue.

His brow furrowed more and more ugly from the pain on his body, and he moved uneasily, causing the chains on his hands and feet to ring.

She knew that by locking his limbs, he would be useless. It's all made of pure iron, and he can't break free.

Xu was her long-term gaze, which provoked him to react subconsciously.

His eyelids moved, as if they would open the next moment.

One of her hearts hung in her throat, forgetting all the words she had come up with earlier.

Suddenly, her mind went blank, only the scene of him looking at herself.

"Ah Jing!"

The man in the bed muttered, talking to the man in his dream.