After a while, Fengmian and Desperate Heart brought the house doctor and Wen Po.

Lin Mo sat up, told him that he was fine, and asked them all to go back first.

Lin Mo strictly ordered Feng Mian and his desperate heart, don't tell Feng Yichen about this, she doesn't want Feng Yichen to worry about her outside.

Thinking of Feng Yichen, she has not received Feng Yichen's letter today.

Looking at the sky, it was still early, and it was not yet time.

She dismissed everyone, leaving Qingge waiting on the sidelines.

Seeing that it was almost time to receive the letter every day, Lin Mo got up and walked to the door, asked Qingge to move a stool over, sat down and waited.

However, until it was dark, Lin Mo didn't wait for Feng Yichen's letter.

In the evening, Jin Fengxi sent a dinner made by himself, Lin Mo thought about Fengyichen, and he had no appetite after eating a few bites.

Her mind was full of why he didn't send her a message today?

Could it be that the carrier pigeon was beaten down and roasted on the road?

Or was he too busy to forget?

Or is something wrong with him?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo couldn't sit still.

She got up and called Feng to sleep.

Soon, Feng Mian walked in, "The subordinate is here." ”

"There is no letter from the prince today, you go back to see it in person, and when you see the prince, you must write back to me." Lin Mo's brows furrowed, and worry overflowed his eyes.

"But......" Fengmian hesitated.

Before Feng Yichen left, he ordered him not to leave Lin Mo for a single step, if he left, Feng Yichen would definitely be furious.

"No, he won't blame you." Lin Mo looked at Feng Mian and was still hesitating, and said sharply with a cold face: "What? Are the words of this princess no longer working? ”

"The subordinates don't dare." Feng Mian immediately clenched his fists and bowed his head.

"Then go quickly." Lin Mo frowned, his heart was a little stuffy, "It's good that I don't go out in the princess's mansion, besides, there is still a desperate heart, I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Seeing Lin Mo say this, Feng Mian didn't dare to disobey her order anymore, and left after receiving the order.

Looking at the back of Feng Mian leaving, Lin Mo handed his fox fur to Qingge and asked her to catch up and send Feng Mian to protect him from the cold.

Jin Fengxi, who was sitting next to him, looked at Lin Mo with a sad face, and stepped forward to comfort, "Sister, don't worry, the colt will be fine." ”

"Hmm." Lin Mo replied lightly, hoping that he would be fine.

After a long time, Jin Fengxi reached out and took Lin Mo's hand, his eyes were affectionate, and his voice was soft and greasy, "Sister, I will always be by your side to protect you." ”

Lin Mo frowned and withdrew his hand, what kind of eyes does this kid have?

Not really!

Have a different kind of feelings for a pregnant woman who is about to give birth? The taste is too strong, right?

As if seeing through Lin Mo's defense, Jin Fengxi chuckled, "What does my sister think?" I just said that I would protect my sister like a younger brother. ”

Lin Mo looked at the sincerity in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Startled her.

She was worried about Feng Yichen, and she was not in the mood to talk to him, so she sent him back.

At night, Lin Mo lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, full of Feng Yichen.

If it weren't for the fact that she was about to give birth, she would have to go back and see it for herself, instead of lying here worrying about it.

It's a terrible feeling.

She sat up from her bed and looked at the sky.

The night was dark, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and it looked like tomorrow would not be a good day.

She called out a desperate cry.

Heartbreak fell from the beams.

"Do you want pink?" She looked at the desperate heart dressed in black.

Absolutely indifferent, for a long time, "I don't dare to think about it." ”

Guarding the master is the mission of their secret guards, and it is a blessing to be able to marry a beloved, where do you dare to want to stay together.

Lin Mo sighed, indeed, if you don't want to, you feel better, but it's even more uncomfortable when you think about it, just like she is now, thinking about Feng Yichen and thinking that she can't sleep.

……

Feng Yichen was in the dungeon of Qingfeng Villa at this time.

He could never have imagined that the owner of the mountain village he had worked so hard to run would betray him for the sake of profit.

His hands and feet were chained, his body was covered with whip marks, and the owner in front of him, who had been respectful to him, followed King Xiang with low eyebrows at this time.

King Xiang's face was grim, he looked at Feng Yichen with a whip in his hand, and a sneer on the corner of his lips, "Ninth brother, this king is not a cold-blooded person, give the edict in your hand to this king, how about this king leaving you a life?" ”

Feng Yichen's face was cold, and he looked at King Xiang with disdain, with a coldness on his lips, "Hand over the edict, I'm afraid this king will have no life to go out, does King Xiang take this king as a fool?" ”

King Xiang raised his hand, threw out the whip, and slapped it Feng Yichen's face, throwing his mask out, leaving a bloody mark on his cheek, which was deep in the bones.

Feng Yichen raised his head violently, his blue eyes were glowing with coldness, piercing King Xiang's heart, and he was stunned.

reacted immediately, and the backhand fell on Feng Yichen with another whip.

In an instant, his clothes were torn, his skin was open, and Feng Yichen gritted his teeth and endured.

King Xiang laughed arrogantly and rampantly, picked up the whip and continued to whip Feng Yichen's body, watching him look more and more embarrassed, the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more hideous.

"This king depends on how hard you can be?" He threw down the whip and said to the owner of Qingyuan: "Throw him into the water prison for this king, don't freeze to death." ”

After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and turned to leave.

The owner of Qingyuan Village lowered his eyes, a little weak and unwilling to look at Feng Yichen's eyes.

He called someone, took Feng Yichen to the water prison, and told him not to freeze to death.

When Feng Yichen passed by him, he paused, his starry eyes were dark, and he said coldly, "Raise your head and look at this king." ”

When the owner of Qingyuan heard his order, he subconsciously raised his head, and suddenly looked away when he saw Feng Yichen's different pupils, "His Royal Highness King Yu, don't blame me, the good bird chooses the tree to perch, King Xiang is more ruthless than you, and has more achievements than you, I think he may succeed to the throne more than you." ”

Feng Yichen didn't have the anger he imagined, he just looked at him lightly, and his cold voice was gentle, "This king understands, but I just think that your vision of seeing people is a little poor, do you think that a person like him, who is unscrupulous and doesn't even let go of his own brothers, will leave you behind when the time comes?" ”

As soon as he said this, Qingyuan Villa's eyes widened suddenly.

Feng Yichu didn't continue, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and he said a little weakly: "This king has life-saving medicine around his waist, see that this king has saved you, help this king take it out and let this king take it." ”

Qingyuan Villa looked at Feng Yichen, worried that he was cheating, frowning and tangled for a long time, and saw blood flowing from the corner of his lips again, before trying to touch the medicine on his waist.

There was indeed a small white porcelain bottle on his waist, he took it out and opened it, but he didn't dare to pour it into his hand, and directly handed the bottle to Feng Yichen's mouth, "For the sake of you saving me, this can be regarded as a favor to repay, and you will not owe each other in the future." ”

Feng Yichen didn't speak, lowered his head and held the medicine bottle, and raised his head to put the medicine into the mouth.

The moment he took the medicine, he shook off the porcelain bottle, and a mouthful of poison sprayed into the nasal cavity of Qingyuan Villa's face, shaking his head and knocking him to the ground.

Then he quickly turned around and chained one of his grippers.