The ink has been developed.

Nangong Ling didn't start writing for a long time, which made the little girl a little nervous, and she didn't know whether to remind her.

Just as she was about to speak with difficulty, Nangong Ling finally picked up the pen.

The tip of the pen is dipped in ink, and it falls lightly on the paper, but it is heavy.

The maid was stunned.

The hand holding the pen of the prince actually trembled?

Feng Jiutian didn't know the situation here, so he only frowned and asked, "What do you owe me?" ”

Nangong Ling stared at the paper that occupied the heavy pen and ink, and did not speak.

Just when Feng Jiutian thought that he would not answer, he spoke, "What you said, as well as the dead fetus in your womb, are all owed to you by this king. ”

Feng Jiu was stunned.

She subconsciously stroked her abdomen, shocked like never before, child?

What child?

Nangong Ling had already removed the paper, replaced it with a blank piece of paper, waved the pen, and carefully wrote every word, slowly and heavily.

——

"May the lady and son be separated from each other, comb the chan bun again, sweep the eyebrows beautifully, skillfully show a slender posture, select the master of high-ranking officials, resolve grievances and release knots, and do not hate each other, one parting and two wide, and each life is happy."

The payment is like the three words "Nangong Ling" with the edge of the pen.

When he looked up, Nangong Ling saw Feng Jiutian sitting in place in a daze.

Obviously, she hadn't been able to react to the information from Nangong Ling's mouth, and only touched her abdomen, but naturally she couldn't sense anything.

Nangong Ling looked away, unable to bear to look at it again.

He thought that Feng Jiutian would cry out heartbreakingly, but she was much quieter than he imagined.

Nangong Ling walked up to her and handed the letter and the letter to her with her own hands.

"From now on, you're free." Nangong Ling's eyes narrowed, and he said softly, "Feng Jiu leans." ”

He called her name, these three words, as if they were carefully ground out of his lips and teeth, and his tone was softer than ever.

But no one pondered.

Feng Jiu raised his hand blankly and took it, looking at the book he had written down so much, a smile appeared on his pale face.

"Bothered." She said politely.

It's just a letter of harmony, but Nangong Ling used the most beautiful greetings?

"Husband and wife write down together before they can complete the reconciliation." Nangong Ling said, "It's inconvenient for you, I'll write it for you." ”

Feng Jiu put down the book and looked at him deeply, "I have nothing to say to you. ”

Such eyes were too cold, so cold that Nangong Ling was at a loss, but he didn't know that he had given Feng Jiutian a colder look than this in the past.

Feng Jiu said coldly, "You can write a copy casually." I just want to know what's going on with the baby in this womb. ”

Feng Jiutian would definitely not say blessings to him.

Nangong Ling knew it well, but she was not disappointed because she never expected it.

But for Feng Jiutian's question, he knew that he couldn't avoid it.

"Last time, you and I ......"

When it comes to private matters, as if taking care of others around, Nangong Ling didn't say it too clearly.

Feng Jiutian already knew.

She was incredible, and it had been a few months before she realized.

It's no wonder that she has been feeling tired and lethargic lately, and she wants to eat more and more, so here's why!

However, before she could care, the child was gone.

She didn't know what she was feeling in her heart, just a dazed one she had never felt before.

But in Nangong Ling's eyes, Feng Jiutian stared at him indifferently.

Nangong Ling was like a fish in her throat, and she swallowed back everything she wanted to say.

After a long time, he heard Feng Jiu pour out his heartlessness: "It's okay...... It's also cleaner that way. ”

Nangong Ling had a cold face and froze in place, but her heart was suddenly attacked by an embarrassed feeling.

Yes, why did he think conceitedly that Feng Jiutian would want their children?

She is free and easy in her bones, the past will be the past, and she will not miss it anymore, just like their current relationship......

Nangong Ling suddenly had the idea of tearing up the book and leaving it.

The words on it are carefully considered, and they are sincere, but they are also hypocritical.

He didn't want her to choose the lord of the high officials, he just wanted to put her back under his wing.

But he knew too well that he was the one who slashed at her.

Countless emotions flashed through his heart, and the regret that he had never felt before was also tasted again and again because of Feng Jiu.

For a long time, with remorse, he held back five words in embarrassment, "You have a good rest." ”

Feng Jiutian didn't give him any looks.

When Nangong Ling walked out of the door, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"King Sheng, don't be too impulsive."

At this moment, Qin Huawu's voice came from the side.

Anger is a big taboo for those who practice martial arts, and if you are not careful, you will go crazy.

Nangong Ling glanced at him coldly, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth carelessly.

Qin Huawu hugged her arms and asked, "Why didn't you tell her about the Gu poison in your body?" ”

Maybe, Feng Jiutian can forgive you?

Nangong Ling didn't answer, but said: "Medicine King Valley is indeed a good place, this king allows you to take her away." ”

Qin Huawu didn't like the order in his mouth, but still said, "Oh, I see, you are afraid of affecting her." ”

"But even if you don't say it, you won't let her get hurt in any way."

Nangong Ling frowned subconsciously.

Like a fierce beast defending his territory, his eyes showed possessiveness.

Qin Huawu seemed to be smiling, like a cunning fox, and deliberately said: "Miss Feng is also a special woman in terms of below." ”

Nangong Ling is sinking like water underneath.

……

But what should come will still come, and on the third day of Feng Jiutian's soberness, she left the palace.

Nangong Yue didn't even get to see her.

The night is dark.

A carriage had already left the capital with Feng Jiu.

"Why didn't you tell Nangong Yue when you left?"

The coachman on the carriage who was laughing and discussing this matter in a gossipy mood was none other than Qin Huawu.

Feng Jiu looked at him faintly: "Knowingly asked." ”

Qin Huawu said again: "You can rest assured of her?" ”

"With Nangong Ling here, it's my turn to worry about it." Feng Jiu said lightly.

Qin Huawu couldn't help but cough dryly, with a strange expression.

Feng Jiu looked at him suspiciously, "What kind of expression do you have?" ”

Qin Huawu was afraid that she would see that she was tired, so she hurriedly said, "I don't have any expression, it's normal." ”

After a pause, he still couldn't help but say: "It's just that I can see so many interesting things from King Sheng these days, and I'm a little surprised." ”

Feng Jiutian didn't understand what kind of dumb riddle he was playing.

Qin Huawu is also innocent, it was Nangong Ling who didn't let him share the trouble.

But thinking that this was also for Feng Jiu's good, he shut up with peace of mind.

Feng Jiutian unconsciously wrinkled his eyebrows.

She's the one who can't figure it out.

She naturally noticed the changes in Nangong Ling.

It was as if something happened while she was in a coma that she didn't know.

But she was so disheartened that even the anger of being stabbed was wiped out, where did she come from to ask questions?

They shouldn't have anything to do with each other.