"He did what the prince had done to Feng Jin every day and night, but he didn't have the young and strong prince who smoked the precious ambergris on his body, but he always had a smell of a decaying old man who was about to die......"

"No, Jin'er, don't say it." Long Jue didn't want to hear a word, and it hurts to think of that kind of picture.

Feng Jin was like a demon, and muttered in his mouth: "The Dog Emperor needs to rely on medicine every time to help his fun, he not only eats it himself, but also sees that I am not obedient and obedient, and does not laugh or cry according to his wishes, feed it to me." ”

"I've taken medicine, I'm like a dog under the feet of the Dog Emperor......"

Long Jue's face was extremely dark and gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Feng Jin, this king orders you not to say it again!" ”

"Fifteen days and nights in the Heart Cultivation Palace, Feng Jin...... Life is better than death. ”

Feng Jin's eyes were red, like the description of the withered and withered petals of a flower, filled with strong hatred, and the words wept bloodily.

"Feng Jin is looking forward to the prince coming to save me day and night, why don't you come, prince?!"

Long Jue's cold and indifferent handsome silhouette finally showed a touch of pain......

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Long Jue felt that he had failed Feng Jin, he was sorry for him, and accompanied Feng Jin day and night.

After a few days, Feng Jin's physical injuries improved, and his face slowly returned to ruddy.

The first time I stepped out of the Golden Night Pavilion.

Feng Jin came to Xiangfang Garden, and Fenghua was still in the 'grounded'.

The daylight is just right, a swing chair is set up in the small garden, Bi Hu burns incense, Mingzhu makes tea, and Her Majesty the Empress has a book of talented and beautiful people who are obsessed with grievances and hatred from nowhere.

Feng Jin's eyes immediately turned red.

It's better to die than to live with him these days, Yan Qiyu is really comfortable!

Why?!

Feng Jin strode in.

Although the figure looks thinner and slenderer than in the past, there is more and more of a weak willow to support the wind, but the momentum of the person who is not good is full.

"Yan Qiyu—"

When Bi Hu Mingzhu saw Feng Jin, her eyes vaguely revealed vigilance.

Feng Jin walked into the Appreciation Garden, and kicked over the desk in the garden like crazy, and the charcoal stove and hot water for burning incense and making tea were sprinkled all over the ground......

Fenghua's expression did not change, and he put away the words in his hand unhurriedly, and called coldly: "Yan Wei, throw this male pet who dares to be presumptuous in Xiangfangyuan to this princess." ”

Yan Wei was a person who was borrowed from the original owner's aunt, Yan Guifei, and was only loyal to the Yan family.

Feng Jin doesn't know martial arts, and Feng Wei around him has been arrested by Fenghua long ago, so naturally there is no reason to let the tiger return to the mountain again. Almost effortlessly, Yan Wei stopped Feng Jin from continuing to wreak havoc in Xiangfang Garden.

Feng Jin struggled and shouted: "Yan Qiyu, you slut, you did it, you hurt me-"

What is the demeanor, demeanor, and image of the young master of the Feng clan.

Fenghua sat on the swing chair and smiled at him: "Thank you to Gongzi Fengjin, otherwise this princess wouldn't have thought of such a ...... Malevolent idea. ”

Feng Jin's pupils shrank suddenly.

He knew that she was talking about that he had sent Feng Wei to Xiangfang Yuan that night......

She's just a tooth for a tooth.

Is it really him...... Self-inflicted?

No!

Feng Jin will never admit it, otherwise the suffering he suffered will become a joke!

Feng Hua didn't bother to pay attention to what Feng Jin thought, and directly waved his sleeves and said, "Throw it out." ”