The good times seemed to pass quickly, in a trance, and when Wen Jie woke up again, his fingers trembled slightly, and he immediately thought of something and sat up suddenly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Beside her, was the queen's face as pale as snow. The green silk has turned into gorgeous hair, just like Wenjie's, shining with this silky white streamer.

Frowning slightly: "How come?" Quickly left the bed, stood below, and looked at the queen with her eyes closed: "Your Majesty!

The good-looking willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and the queen slowly opened her eyes and looked at Wen Jie: "Your Highness, you are awake!" said as she struggled to sit up, looking very weak.

The silk quilt follows the graceful curve all the way down, spring, infinite. Wen Jie immediately lowered his head, not daring to look more.

Looking at Wen Jie, the queen's pale little face was slightly red, and she wanted to reach for her clothes, but she was dizzy and almost fell.

After thinking about it, the queen lowered her head, blushed, and said softly: "Can you trouble Your Highness, help me, get the clothes?"

Wen Jie panicked, immediately picked up all his clothes, and threw them towards the queen.

Those ornate robes fluttered like butterflies and spilled down on the bed.

The queen lowered her eyes, there was no pain in her eyes, and the hand holding the silk quilt couldn't help but clench: "Your Highness can leave, I hope Your Highness remembers that you have promised the emperor!"

Wen Jie frowned and turned to leave, but when he turned around, he heard a light cough. Immediately turned around and looked at the queen whose lips were already stained with blood: "Your Majesty, who are you?"

The queen raised her eyes, looked at Wen Jie, and smiled slightly bitterly: "Emperor Ben is fine!"

With a flash of golden light in his eyes, Wen Jie was taken aback: "What about your strength, so all gone?" he said, and immediately raised his hand and looked at the scorching flame in his palm. His strength has recovered nearly ninety percent, and in time, it will not be a problem to return to the peak.

The queen bowed her head: "Bendi has only wasted some energy, and it will be fine in a few days!" At this moment, she also has to keep her majesty as a queen.

"Fart!" Wen Jie was furious, if he knew that his recovery would depend on a woman exhausting her cultivation in exchange, he would not agree to anything.

The queen was startled, and immediately raised her head and glared at the man who scolded her.

Regardless of the queen's murderous gaze, Wen Jie flashed, came to the queen, and picked up a piece of clothing to put on for her: "Say, so that I can return the energy to you!

Smack, a loud slap. Wen Jie could have avoided it, but he didn't, he knew that the queen was very fragile at this time and needed to vent.

The queen's composure and indifference still collapsed, her apricot eyes were full of tears, and her tone was slightly choked: "I am the queen, and it is my responsibility to save the people! Don't say that energy is life, and you don't hesitate to do it! You promised me! Do you want to regret it?"

In Wen Jie's eyes, taking off the mask of arrogance from above, she is just an ordinary woman.

Kissing the top of the queen's hair, Wen Jie sighed slightly: "From today on, you are my woman, no matter what happens, I will bear it with you!" said and patted the queen's back gently, like coaxing a child.

The queen, who was about to be angry, immediately wilted, and hid in Wen Jie's generous and warm arms with tears, feeling a sense of security that she had never felt before.

Sighing, Wen Jie smiled bitterly in his heart, fate is really a wonderful thing, he never dreamed that there would be a great woman in his life who was willing to sacrifice herself for the people!

After a long time, Wen Jie helped the queen up, dressed her with his own hands, and slowly combed her hair. Even though she had been conditioned by divine power, she was still very weak.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the queen sighed slightly: "Am I ugly?"

Wen Jie put down the comb in his hand and put his face against hers, and his face appeared in the mirror.

Almost the same snow hair was intertwined, and it was impossible to distinguish each other: "Why? Look, are we very compatible?" A light smile reflected the queen's slightly flushed face, making her shy.

Standing up straight, Wen Jie continued to comb the queen's hair: "Yuange! I don't love you at all! But I find that I can't do without you! In you, I have found the most rare beauty, that is, shelving! Because of your selflessness and your fraternity, I am deeply moved, and even admire! I am proud to know you and have you!"

The queen raised her head and looked at Wen Jie in surprise: "You actually know my name?"

Wen Jie pinched her little nose: "Silly girl, you told me, although it was only once, it was enough for me to remember!"

The queen bowed her head: "Thank you, I didn't see the wrong person!"

Wen Jie smiled bitterly: "Don't tell me, you were gambling before!"

The queen nodded: "Yes, I am indeed betting! because I know that if I miss this time, I will never have a chance again!"

Wen Jie laughed: "You are indeed suitable to be a king, you are bold enough, even a man like me admires this deeply!"

The queen snorted coldly: "Don't underestimate women! Our women here are all one hundred!"

Wen Jie was in a cold sweat, he had indeed understood this: "Well, I don't defend this sentence!"

When Wen Jie took the queen's hand and came to the shore of Yingyue Lake, Wen Jie's heart was full of emotion.

With a long breath, the divine power worked, and a flame enveloped his body. Wen Jie looked at the queen: "Stand far away, wait for me!" said that, he had already floated to the surface of the lake and sank into the water.

A magical scene appeared, in the deep pool, a large fireball appeared, and in the fireball, Wen Jie walked straight towards the bottom of the lake.

There, you can see that a drop-shaped crystal stone is floating there, surrounded by a faint layer of white light, which is very eye-catching. That is a tear stone, the sad tears of the goddess of the ancient moon.

As if sensing Wen Jie's approach, a tear stone immediately burst out with a white light, and the surrounding water instantly froze and spread towards Wen Jie.

With a cold snort, in Wen Jie's hand, the ring had already appeared, and the sword body was also wrapped in flames, burning the raging fire. With his sword in both hands, he slashed down at the ice.

The ice clattered, the ice shattered, and a tearstone immediately popped out, trying to escape.

Wen Jie sneered, raised his hand, and his divine power worked, holding a tear stone in his hand.

Raised his head, rushed straight out of the water, and returned to the queen, his face and clothes were not soaked.

The queen looked surprised: "It's done?"

Wen Jie smiled lightly, opened his palm, and in his palm, the small crystal stone was lying there quietly, shining in the sun.

Taking a tear stone from Wen Jie's hand, the queen couldn't help crying: "I really didn't expect that the little things that have plagued us for thousands of years were taken by you so easily." ”

Wen Jie smiled bitterly: "Perhaps, it is a gift to witness our acquaintance and acquaintance?" (To be continued.) )