"Ah Yi?" A trace of pain crossed Jiang Lige's eyes.

"Well, seven days of drunkenness was originally an antidote to the poison, but fortunately, Chu Tianyi had already made an antidote a few years ago, and in the half a year since you left, he told this king all the antidote to the poison that he had solved all his life, on the condition that no matter what poison you get in the future, I can't stand idly by." Feng Lin didn't seem to care at all.

"Ah Yi, why do you only think about me, not for yourself, why did you leave so well?" Jiang Lige's eyes were even more painful, and he muttered to himself.

"Ge'er, only when you are happy can you be worthy of his so much dedication." Feng Lin's eyes when he looked at Jiang Lige were full of hidden love.

"Oh, happiness, do I still have happiness at all? He's gone. Jiang Lige hugged his head and said in great pain.

"As long as you want, you will." Feng Lin said with pity.

Ge'er, in your eyes, is it impossible for you to see no matter what I do? Such Chu Tianyi made me feel inferior and afraid.

"How's it going out there now?" Jiang Lige raised his head and asked after being silent for a long time, his expression had completely returned to calm.

"Emperor Jianwen has already begun to go to court." Feng Lin said.

"It seems that Green Butterfly has really betrayed, what the hell does she want to do?" Jiang Lige was puzzled.

"Probably to return Prime Minister Lin to the throne." Feng Lin said lightly.

"Wensheng? What does it have to do with him? If it was really for the good of Wensheng, he should be kept away from the court at this time. Jiang Lige was very puzzled.

"A woman is so for a man, what kind of relationship do you say?" Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Wensheng is not that kind of person." Jiang Lige cut the railway.

"I didn't say that Lin Wensheng was that kind of person, it's just that Green Butterfly unilaterally admires him." Feng Lin was a little speechless, a twenty-year-old person was still so slow about this.

"What is the truth of this, shouldn't love be to make the other party stable? What do you do by all means to pull people in? Jiang Lige frowned.

"For Green Butterfly, Lin Wensheng should be on top, so she has to get him back even if she tries everything she can, and Emperor Jianwen's recovery is the best way." Feng Lin analyzed.

"This is really ......" Jiang Lige thought for a while and didn't come up with a suitable word to describe it, he just felt that Green Butterfly was stupid and naïve enough.

Emperor Jianwen recovered and could indeed restore Lin Wensheng to the position of prime minister, but Emperor Jianwen had already sent someone to assassinate Lin Wensheng, even if Emperor Jianwen later recovered Lin Wensheng because of the green butterfly, what about it, the person was already "dead".

"Lige, Beifeng's 500,000 iron cavalry is already stationed at the border pass, you can end it whenever you want." Feng Lin had expectations in his eyes that he had not even noticed.

"I heard that when Emperor Feng was still the regent, he had an iron army in his hand, no less than the Black Cavalry Army, Emperor Feng wouldn't have used this army, right?" When Beifeng was still in the hands of the little emperor two years ago, the little emperor was arrogant and extravagant, building palaces at every turn, and the most important thing is that this person is still very brainless, either willful to deal with Nanchu, or to deal with Fenglin, and with such an emperor, how can Beifeng, who has such an emperor, gather an army of 500,000 so quickly? However, Feng Lin has a personal soldier in his hand, who has been fighting on the battlefield with him for many years, and he is not far behind the Black Cavalry. In just a moment, Jiang Lige figured out all the causes and consequences.

"Yes, Ge'er, I even showed the last hole card for you, how can you repay me?" Fenglin plays with taste.

"Naturally, it is to offer the world's hands to the world." A hint of unnaturalness flashed in Jiang Lige's eyes.

Fenglin, what you want, I can never afford to give it.

"Heh, this world is not worth mentioning to me, don't forget what Ge'er promised." Feng Lin said with a smile like a fox.

"Feng Lin...... I ......" Jiang Lige's eyes were full of embarrassment.

When she cooperated with Feng Lin back then, she thought that the last place she would end up was just to do things for him, but she didn't expect to be with him, but she couldn't fall in love with Feng Lin, even if he was so devoted to her, just because the person she was willing to love all her life had already appeared.

"Okay, I won't embarrass you, you do what you want to do first, just one thing you have to remember that I will always be behind you." Feng Lin said bitterly but firmly.

"Feng Lin, thank you." Jiang Lige can't tell what it feels like in his heart, is he moved? Naturally, she was extremely moved, after Daddy and Ah Yi left, she only had herself, only Feng Lin had been standing behind him, supporting her no matter what she did, she had no way not to be moved by Feng Lin, but it was limited to that.

"The group of singers you asked Lin Wensheng to secretly train has already been sent to the palace, and I think Emperor Jianwen is not far from being arrogant and lascivious." Feng Lin deliberately changed the topic.

"This is not enough, the previous emperors of Southern Chu will not live to be fifty-five, Emperor Jianwen is now in his prime, and he is very scared when he thinks about it, if there is a Taoist priest refining the elixir for him at this time......" Jiang Lige sneered.

"You're pretty sure." Feng Lin smiled dotingly.

"Even if Emperor Jianwen prides himself on being strong-willed, he is not afraid in the face of life and death?" Jiang Lige said sarcastically.

"It just so happens that I have a suitable person in my hand, and I will let Ning Cunzhi send it to Emperor Jianwen in two days." Feng Lin said.

"Tut-tut, as the emperor of a country, he has three sects and nine streams in his hands." Jiang Lige teased.

"My subordinates are not the three sects and nine streams, but the dust of the Yunyin Temple." Feng Lin said with a smile.

"What? Is it the world's respected monk Lichen Master? Jiang Lige was shocked in her heart, even though she had been fighting in the army for many years, no one knew the name of Master Lichen, and even she, who didn't believe in Buddhism, knew how famous she was.

Although Yunyin Temple is in the territory of Beifeng, it has always had nothing to do with the royal family, and it can be regarded as my own thing, and the Beifeng royal family has also tried to turn Yunyin Temple into a royal temple many times, but many times it has failed to do so, but Yunyin Temple is famous and admired by the world, so it has always been a place where the Beifeng royal family can not help.

"He's not a high-ranking monk." Feng Lin said with some disgust.

"What did you say?" Jiang Lige was still in shock, naturally he didn't hear what Feng Lin was saying.

"Nothing." Feng Lin coughed a little unnaturally.

"Oh, if it's Master Lichen, Emperor Jianwen is more likely to take the bait." Jiang Lige had a hint of cruelty on his face.

At this moment, Feng Yi's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, the porridge is ready." ”

"Come in." Feng Lin stopped talking and turned to say.

Feng Yi pushed the door in with the porridge, and glared at Jiang Lige viciously from an angle that Feng Lin couldn't see.

Jiang Lige touched his nose a little helplessly, Feng Yi didn't seem to be used to her all the time, too, she was harming Feng Lin, how could Feng Yi have a good face?

Feng Lin took the porridge, glanced at Feng Yi lightly and said, "Don't take it as an example." ”

"Master...... "Master, this is more and more potential to be a faint king, and he doesn't even let him stare at him."

"Get out." Feng Lin's face was a little bad.

"Yes." Feng Yi was a little sad, from childhood to adulthood, although the master was not good to them, he was also extremely protective of his shortcomings, when did he reprimand himself because of outsiders, this woman is a curse, and sooner or later she will kill her master.

And the scene in front of me is even more heart-wrenching.

"Ge'er, open your mouth." Feng Lin can be described as extremely gentle at this time.

"I'll just drink it myself." Jiang Lige reached out and wanted the fruit bowl.

Feng Lin seemed to have known that she would be like this, leaning back slightly, and her eyes were full of deep meaning: "Ge'er is not even willing to meet this request?" ”

"I have hands and feet, and I can eat on my own." Jiang Lige still insisted.

Feng Yi's eyes widened, the master had never served anyone, Jiang Lige, a dead woman, was so ignorant of life and death, but the master was not angry at all!

"Be good, be obedient, open your mouth." Feng Lin was not annoyed that she refused herself, and only handed the spoonful of porridge she had scooped out just now to Jiang Lige's mouth.

Jiang Lige had no choice but to open his mouth obediently.

When Feng saw this, he turned around and left angrily.

A bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, and seeing that Fenglin still had a tendency to be served, Jiang Lige hurriedly stopped: "I'm full." ”

"yes, okay." Feng Lin felt a little regretful in his heart, there are not many moments when Ge'er is as well-behaved as now.

"I want to sleep for a while." Jiang Lige said lightly.

"yes, okay." Feng Lin put the bowl down, helped her lie down, tucked the quilt, and was about to get up and leave.

Jiang Lige grabbed his hand, Feng Lin was puzzled, turned to look at her, only to hear the woman frown and ask, "Why is your face so pale?" ”

"Maybe it's because I wear a mask all year round." A trace of unnaturalness flashed on Feng Lin's face.

"Oh." Speaking of the mask, Jiang Lige couldn't help but think of the tears in the corners of his eyes when he took off his mask that year, and in the final analysis, she hurt him.

It's just Feng Lin, I can't afford to give you what you want, but I have to use you in order to keep Ah Yi's Chiyan Army...... So take care of yourself, I don't want to feel more guilty.

"Ge'er, can you kiss me?" Feng Lin looked at Jiang Lige, his eyes were full of affection.

Because I feel too tired, but for you, I am willing to be tired.

Sure enough, Jiang Lige's face instantly turned cold, and his lips were a little pale.

"I'm sorry." Feng Lin didn't dare to look at the expression on her face after all, so she took off her hand in embarrassment and fled.

Heh, Fenglin, why are you so stupid? If you force it, how can I resist in my current situation, but you care about my opinion so much, and you are like this, how can I hurt you with all my heart? Jiang Lige only felt that his mind was in chaos.

Feng Lin rushed out of the inn, flew a long distance with light work, and stopped knowing that it was deserted.

She must have spit on me in her heart, how could I be so cheap!

A punch slammed into a nearby tree.

"Master!" Feng Yi finally caught up, but found that his master was smashing the tree, and he was shocked, did the master who didn't care about anything and only indulged in mountains and rivers really disappeared? If time can be repeated, the master must not meet Jiang Lige again.

"Feng Yi, I may have to give up." Feng Lin smiled bitterly.