Emperor Shun choked, and he suddenly felt that although Feng Jingming was still sitting here, his heart had died with Bai Zijin.

Can......

Bai Zijin sacrificed his life to block a palm, not to see such a phoenix!

Emperor Shun looked at Bai Yan and the others, but saw that Bai Yan and the others were unusually silent.

Suddenly, Emperor Shun wanted to tell a panic, a lie that made Feng Jingming cheer up.

"Uncle Ghost Wang, I received the news last night, Bai Zijin...... Not dead. He spoke slowly.

When Bai Zijin's three words were spoken, Emperor Shun instantly felt the throbbing of the person in front of him, and only when Bai Zijin was mentioned, he didn't look like a pool of stagnant water.

When he heard the word "not dead" in the back, Feng Jingming's breathing became rapid.

"You say...... It's true? Feng's voice was full of tremors.

He understood very clearly how fierce that palm was, so when Ling Yu and the others used pills to wake him up, he was only left with despair.

But at this moment, she heard that Bai Zijin was not dead, and she ...... Not dead.

"Yes." Emperor Shun nodded, he glanced at Ling Yu, "Last night I intercepted the letter from the Empress Dowager, and the letter said that Bai Zijin is not dead. ”

A beam of light seemed to shine into Feng's dark life, making him no longer so desperate.

However, this excitement was only for a moment, and after an instant he was quiet.

Emperor Shun couldn't help but say, "Uncle Ghost King, aren't you going to explain to Bai Zijin?" ”

Now that he knows that Bai Zijin is fine, Feng Jingming is still so low and dead, which makes Emperor Shun a little uneasy.

"Explain what?" Feng laughed at herself, her voice was full of powerless struggle, "It's true that I hurt her......"

Even if it was when he didn't remember her, Feng Jingming still couldn't forgive himself.

He used to want to marry her so much, but when she finally wanted to marry him with great expectations, he blamed her fiercely, used, betrayed, and hurt......

He couldn't forgive himself, he didn't dare to go to her, and he didn't have the right to go to her again.

She's fine, it's the greatest luck in his life, and that's enough......

"But Uncle Ghost King......"

"Okay, I'm tired, send the emperor away." Feng Jingming interrupted Emperor Shun's words, and he turned his wheelchair to go back to the house, but he crashed into the stone chair next to him.

Everyone present was stunned......

"Lord Wang." Bai Yan hurriedly grabbed the wheelchair, he forgot that now the prince is not only a dead leg, but also an eye.

Compared to their nervousness, Feng Jingming was much calmer, and his thin lips hooked up the arc of self-deprecation: "This is my punishment." ”

"Your Majesty, please." The butler walked up to Emperor Shun and made a gesture of please.

Emperor Shun had no choice but to walk outside, and when he walked to the door, he glanced back, Feng Jingming did not return to the house, but asked Bai Yan to push him back under the tree, not knowing what he was thinking.

When they arrived at the door, Emperor Shun and the housekeeper advised: "Help me take care of Uncle Ghost Wang." ”

"Emperor Xie cares." The housekeeper sighed, he also hoped that the prince would cheer up, but now it seems that it is difficult.

In the courtyard, Feng Jingming sat from day to night, the sky was pitch black, he couldn't see it, he could only feel the cold wind.

"Lord Wang, it's cold at night, let's go in." Butler Road.

Feng Jingming's eyes were covered by the white veil, the white gauze and the white hair fused together, looking extremely lonely, he said, "I want to sit alone for a while." ”

"Okay." The housekeeper had no choice but to retreat.

Feng sat lonely in the courtyard, the flowers on the tree slowly fell and fell on him, but he was unmoved, like a puppet, and his back was distressing.

Suddenly, someone put a stack of things in his hand and tentatively shouted: "Brother Ghost King? ”

Feng Jingming didn't answer, just sat indifferently.

Although he lost his legs and eyes, his martial arts were still there, and he had already felt it when Ling Luo was close to the courtyard.

"Brother Ghost King, do you know what I put in your hands?" Seeing that Feng was shocked and didn't speak, Ling Luo was not discouraged, and opened his mouth crisply.

Feng Jingming naturally wouldn't answer.

Ling Luo blinked whimically: "Are you sure you ignore me?" Then I'll throw away all my sister's things. ”

She grabbed the stack and was about to throw it, but she felt a hand press down on the other end, preventing her from pulling it out.

Ling Luo smiled happily, look, as long as she talks about Sister Zijin, she will be ignored.

Feng Jingming groped for the stack of things, but he didn't find out what it was, he slowly spoke: "Ling Luo, what is this?" ”

"This, it seems that it was a letter written to you by Sister Zijin and found in your study." Ling Luo raised his head and plunged his waist very boldly, "But you can't see it now, I can actually read it to you, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

Feng Jingming did not hold Ling Luo responsible for going through his study, nor did he promise her, he only grabbed the stack of things, and his expression was gentle.

Ling Luo pursed her mouth, it was obviously something she had worked so hard to find, so she gave her this reaction?

"Forget it, I'll read it to you." Ling Luo picked up a letter aggrievedly, opened it and found that he didn't know most of the words on it.

This made her pout aggrieved again, and then ran not far away, asked the maid there and ran back.

"Feng Jingming, this is the first letter I wrote after you didn't remember me, and when you think about it, these will have to settle accounts with you." Ling Luo carried the maid behind his back to tell him.

In the distance, the maid looked at this side in horror, afraid that she would be blamed for her mouthful.

"First of all, you hid a luxury carriage on my back, wrote down a small notebook, and then you ......"

When Feng Jingming heard this, Bai Zijin gritted his pen and gritted his teeth with an expression on his face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

After reading the letter, Ling Luo stuffed the letter to Feng Jingming, picked up another one and ran to the maid, who told her the contents with trepidation.

"Hmph, Feng Jingming, you have fat guts! Dare to run to the Qinglou to see how I teach you in the future, and besides, you have already thrown me out of the Ghost King's Mansion more than a dozen times, hmph, you will go to sleep on the street in the future. ”

Feng Jingming smiled in a low voice, and his laughter was full of tenderness and doting.

Ling Luo's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a few more letters.

This time, she was no longer reading the cheerful thing, but Bai Zijin writing about the sea of flowers.

"Feng Jingming, when you like me again, you must remember one thing, that is, I am afraid of fire, I am very afraid of ......"

Feng Jingming's mind came to the appearance of Bai Zijin crying helplessly, and she rushed into the sea of fire in a daze, he was heartbroken, and he was glad that he went back to save her at that time.

Otherwise, he will regret it for the rest of his life......

Xin Lingluo continued to read.

"Also, don't leave me behind, no matter what happens, don't leave me, don't ...... Hmm, what do you mean by three vertical lines and a few dots drawn here? ”

Ling Luo looked at those exclamation marks and couldn't figure it out.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, skip it, and just don't see it.

But at this moment, a large hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the letter in her hand.

"Brother Ghost King, what are you doing?" Ling Luo looked up in confusion, but saw that Feng Jingming's mood fluctuated greatly.

"Replace the next one." Feng held back his emotions, but the tremor in his voice still betrayed him.

He was afraid, afraid that if he listened to it any longer, he would not be able to restrain his emotions and couldn't help but go to her.

He was no longer qualified to go to her, just by his current legs and eyes...... Feng Jingming was bitter in his heart, he was a cripple.

And she, deserves better, like...... Win like the wind.

"Okay."

Ling Luo went to find the maid again, this time the maid looked strange, her face was still a little red, and she told Ling Luo the content of the letter.

Ling Luo seemed to understand and returned to Feng Jingming's side with the letter: "Feng Jingming, you can finally marry me, you must be stealing fun, okay, in fact, it's me who steals fun."

I'll tell you, my mother left me a wedding dress, I want to wear it to marry you, Feng Jingming, I'm finally going to marry you.

After marrying you, will we have a few children and be happy forever? Definitely, right? ”

When he heard the back, Feng's body stiffened, and his expression was confused.

Having a home with Bai Zijin and having a few more children is the happiness he has always been looking forward to.

But this happiness, which was obviously within reach, was pushed down by his own hands.

"Well, there's this, I recognize this!" Ling Luo suddenly shouted very happily, and his crisp and immature voice was very good, and it reached Feng Jingming's ears.

"A couple for a lifetime, holding the hand of a son, growing old with it, and life and death are broad."

In a trance, Ling Luo's voice seemed to overlap with Bai Zijin, as if she was reading it.

She smiled lightly, full of happiness, and cherished her promises.

Thinking that she would spend this with Ying Ruofeng in the future, Feng Jingming only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he subconsciously spoke: "No! ”

No, thinking of the picture of her and Ying Ruofeng snuggling together, Feng Jingming was crazy with jealousy, and he clenched his hands tightly.

Ling Luo was taken aback by him, but she was also bold, and said, "Brother Ghost King, is it okay for you to go to the Divine Doctor Gate with me, let's go find Sister Zijin." ”

Cunning flashed in Ling Luo's eyes, the ghost king went to find Sister Zijin, and she went to find Zhou Xiaoan!

Yes, that's it!

Feng Jingming didn't answer immediately, and in the bright night light, his pale handsome face struggled, obviously in great pain.

"Okay." After a long time, he slowly spoke, and spat out such a word.

He...... Just look at her.

"Really?" Ling Luo didn't expect him to really agree, his eyes lit up first, and then he was afraid that he would regret it, "Then it's decided, you have to take me to the Divine Doctor's Gate." ”

Feng Jingming nodded, he opened his thin lips, and his hoarse voice carried a particularly terrifying anger: "Before I go again, I have to do one thing." ”

Remove one, the one he must get rid of, the one who wants to kill her.

……

Palace

The Empress Dowager was teasing the bird, with a smile on her kind face, showing that she was in a good mood at the moment.

Originally, she just exchanged with Jun Xuange this time, exchanging the jade seal for Bai Zijin, but things were unexpected to her, and she didn't get the jade seal.

However, compared to Bai Zijin's death and Feng Jingming's serious injury, her mood was better than getting the jade seal.