For the sake of the hard-won child in my belly, I still drank the tonic soup.

"You have a good rest, don't run around." Feng Qingxuan saw that I had finished drinking the tonic soup, so she got up and left Xianglan Pavilion.

As soon as she went out on her front foot, my sour water came back to my heart, and I vomited all over the ground sideways, Qingcen hurriedly took the cup and asked me to rinse my mouth.

After rinsing my mouth, I immediately motioned for Qingcen to help me back to the dormitory, and on weekdays, I often asked Feng Qingxuan to send oral letters to Long Xuanling for me.

Today, I thought about it and decided to write a letter to him, and after thinking about it for a while, I decided to write this letter as if it were a letter to my family, mentioning that I missed my uncle and them.

At the end of the letter, it was written that he was as happy as Mingyue Ning Siyin was now, and it tactfully implied that he was pregnant, but there was only this sentence, and he didn't dare to say it explicitly.

After writing this sentence, I was worried about being suspected, and I also added words of missing Long Xuanling, telling Long Xuanling that Feng Qingxuan has taken good care of me now, and I hope he can rest assured.

After writing this letter, I will first hand the letter to Qingcen and let Qingcen read it.

Qingcen learned to write with Ning Siyin, and she could also understand the content of the letter, and after reading it for a while, she asked me suspiciously, why didn't I mention that I was pregnant?

"Don't you think there's anything wrong?" I asked.

Qing Cen shook his head: "No? ”

"Take a closer look." I thought that Qingcen was so young that he might not be able to see it.

Therefore, when Qingcen shook his head again, I folded the letter, put it in the envelope, and handed it to Feng Qingxuan in person.

Feng Qingxuan was sitting in the pavilion drinking at the moment, she seemed to drink like this every day, and she would drink herself until she was drunk before she went back to the house to rest.

And the demon slave named Nanfeng, these days, has disappeared.

"Princess, can you help give this letter to Long Jun?" I put the letter in front of Feng Qingxuan.

Feng Qingxuan glanced at it and put it directly in her sleeve.

"Hmm." She nodded in response, and said yes.

I leaned over in thanks, and then prepared to step back.

"Wait!" Feng Qingxuan suddenly stopped me.

I turned back to her and said, "What does the princess command?" ”

"As I said, you don't have to be so restrained with me." After Feng Qingxuan finished speaking, she motioned for me to sit down: "Blowing the wind here, don't always hold it in the house." ”

"Okay." I said and sat down in front of her.

She didn't say anything to me anymore, but drank to herself.

"Princess, you seem to be bothered." I looked at Feng Qingxuan and said.

Feng Qingxuan lowered her eyes, did not respond, and after drinking the last drop of wine in the wine jar, she shouted at the servant slave outside the pavilion: "Go and get some wine for this princess again." ”

"Your Royal Highness Princess, Emperor Feng has decreed that Your Royal Highness the Princess, you can only drink one jar of Qiong wine every day." The slave lowered her head and said.

When Feng Qingxuan heard this, she directly grabbed the wine jar on the table and smashed it towards the slave.

There was a crisp sound, and the slaves outside the pavilion knelt on the ground.

"Princess, you hurt yourself by drinking every day?" As soon as I spoke, Feng Qingxuan turned to me with a frown.

"Now, do you want to take care of Princess Ben?" Her tone was very gloomy and angry.

I hurriedly knelt down with those slaves, and said, "Anzhi, don't dare!" ”

The surroundings instantly became quiet, and after a long time, Feng Qingxuan let out a long breath.

"Let's all get up." As she spoke, she reached out and lifted me up from the ground.

Then, let me sit in a chair next to me.

"It's hard to live without alcohol, you know? In this kind of place, it's terrible to live for a hundred years and a thousand years, isn't it? Feng Qingxuan looked at me, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

I looked at her, not knowing how to answer.

This demon capital is simply a cage for imprisoning demons, and even the means of killing demons are even more ruthless than the Demon Slaughter Pavilion.

Moreover, there are thousands of rules here, and all the demons are out of breath, right?

"When my father was alive, the demon capital was not like this." Feng Qingxuan said, pointing to the courtyard: "Do you know? This courtyard was originally my other palace, this pavilion, which was specially built for me by my father, and the wine was also my father's favorite wine. ”

At that, her eyes flushed.

This kind of Feng Qingxuan is really different from the cold and arrogant princess when she was in Lingfu before, and I can't even tell whether she is good or bad.

Because, her eyes are always sincere and sad.

Recently, when she looked at me, it seemed like there was something hidden in her gaze.

"Anzhi, no matter what I do, I hope that everyone can have a good result." She looked at me, and suddenly said something coldly.

"Princess, if you have anything to say to me, I think you can sit down and discuss it." I thought this might be a good opportunity, maybe Feng Qingxuan would tell me about her struggles.

As a result, Feng Qingxuan shook her head again and again: "It's useless, what she has decided, no one can easily change it, if she forcibly disobeys, the consequences will only be more serious." ”

After Feng Qingxuan finished speaking, she stood up, looked at the water flow on the side, and said nothing.

And I stayed with her quietly until late at night, when she was tired and fell asleep on the round table in the pavilion, and I motioned for the slave to send her back to the house to rest.

He also returned to the dormitory with Qingcen, and in the dormitory, the slaves had already burned charcoals, which had never been done before.

They seem to know that my body cold has been getting worse lately.

I dismissed them from the house, leaving only Qingcen down and letting her eat something in my dormitory before leaving.

She had to eat a plate of pastries every day, but today, she didn't seem to have much appetite, and she guessed she was worried about me.

"Eat, my sister has already written to Long Jun, he will come to see us in a few days, and everything will be fine by then." I persuaded her softly, and picked her favorite mung bean cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

Qingcen ate a few bites, but said: "Sister, today I saw Sister Ah Zi, who had lunch at noon and burned a few letters in the backyard, sister, I think it should be written by you." ”

"Really?" I frowned slightly.

The Ah Zi mentioned in Qing Cen's mouth is Feng Qingxuan's slave, because Feng Qingxuan lives here now, and Qing Cen and Ah Zi also play very well.

I thought about it carefully, in the few letters I wrote to Long Xuanling before, it seemed that my physical condition was mentioned, and at that time I didn't know that I was pregnant, so I was worried that I was poisoned like Dye Che.

So, he wrote a letter to Long Xuanling, which was regarded as asking for help.

Unexpectedly, those letters were burned.

"Sister, the letter you wrote, Long Jun may not even be able to see it." Qingcen said worriedly.

"It's okay, even if you can't see it, my sister can think of other ways." I touched Qingcen's head and said in a relaxed manner.

In fact, in this demon capital, I have no other way to think of at all, except for Long Xuanling, there is no one to rely on, and now that they have imprisoned me here, what should I do?