Xiao Yingche lowered her eyes.

The mind is full of praying for the Buddha, and one step at a time, the flesh and blood are rubbed away.

Why did she do this for him?

He is not worth it at all.

Fine, dense pain welled up in the heart, the flesh and blood of the whole body seemed to be cut, and the stinging pain spread from the limbs and bones, and finally gathered in the heart, turning into a dull pain.

After a while, Xiao Yingche suppressed the pain in her heart with all her might, slowly raised her eyes, looked at Feng Wuxi, and looked at her quietly.

His face was snow-white, and even his lips had faded from blood, and he turned them pale.

Feng Wuxi was worried about his body, opened his mouth, and his voice was a little anxious, "I have a sense of proportion, those one hundred and eight steps, for me, it is not difficult, don't listen to Gu Yu's nonsense!" ”

Gu Yu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, handed the cloak to Feng Wuxi, and retreated softly.

Behind Youqi and Li Quan, they were completely stunned.

They didn't expect that His Royal Highness would kneel on the Temple of Mercy for the sake of the Taifu.

One hundred and eight steps......

Feng Wuxi put the cloak on Xiao Ying's body and said in a low voice: "Brother Che, as long as you are good, I am willing to do anything." ”

Xiao Yingche lowered her eyes and watched the girl's green and white fingertips tie her cloak for herself.

The red ribbon is wrapped around the girl's white and tender fingers, forming a glamorous picture.

He pursed his lips and ran his fingertips over the bracelet on his wrist.

This string of beads was begged for by her kneeling step by step.

His Xixi is the dignity of Qianfeng alone, wanton publicity, and never believes in gods and Buddhas.

But she, for him, knelt down step by step, and knelt in the Temple of Mercy all her life.

He couldn't tell what it was like.

I only know that my heart is sore and swollen.

thought that he was destined to be lonely in this life.

But she didn't want to, she ruined the marriage, forcibly brought herself back to the palace, and gave him feelings that he once dared not think.

But he didn't dare to accept this love.

What separates him from her is the grudge between the Medical Pavilion and Qianfeng.

Feng Wuxi carefully fastened the cloak belt, and her five fingers followed his fingers and held him tightly.

"Brother Che, when everything is settled, I want you to accompany me to see the mountains and rivers in the world."

Xiao Yingche pinched the warm jade pendant and hummed with a complicated expression.

The breeze blows, sending the fragrance of flowers.

The ink hair of the two is flying, and the hem of their clothes is entangled, lingering.

The cold moonlight sprinkled down, elongating the figures of the two and merging them into one.

"Canglanxing, are you really willing to let go?"

In the distance, Mo Lianyan sneered and looked at Canglan Xing.

Canglan's starry eyes focused on the two people walking hand in hand in the distance, and the moonlight was projected on his face, which was clear and extinguished, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

After a while, he chuckled, "Mo Shizi, my purpose is different from yours. ”

Mo Feng wants to seize power.

And what he wants is to take her away.

Mo Lianyan smiled coldly: "Prince Cang, everyone is a fox on a mountain, don't pretend to be a rabbit." ”

Hearing him reveal his true identity, Cang Lanxing was not surprised at all, but his voice was a little colder, and he was no longer as warm as before, "Mo Shizi, you and they want to take Qianfeng, I won't interfere, but if you hurt her, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

His cold voice quality is even more indifferent and ruthless in the cool night breeze.

Mo Lianyan sneered: "You treat her as a treasure." ”

After the words fell, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and threw it to Cang Lanxing, "This is a mood devouring Gu, whether you want to use it or not, you decide for yourself." ”

Cang Lanxing raised his hand to catch the bottle and held it tightly in his palm.

After a long time, he looked at the already empty Imperial Garden and sighed lightly, "Your Highness, if you are obedient, how good it would be." ”

……

Zhaoyang Hall.

Xiao Yingche looked at Feng Wuxi, who was hugging his waist and not letting go, "How much wine did Your Highness drink today?"

Gu Yu came over with the decanting soup and said, "About two pots." ”

She paused and added, "Lychee wine." ”

Xiao Yingche pinched her eyebrows and sat at the head of the bed, "Put down the sobering soup and go out." ”

Lychee wine, although it is fruit wine, has great stamina.

The man who was still conscious and chatting with him in the Imperial Garden was now drunk.

Xiao Yingche held her hand and said helplessly: "Xixi, you let go of me first and drank the sobering soup." ”

"Brother Che, you are not allowed to leave!"

Feng Wuxi hugged him tightly, and her red lips kept kissing him around his neck.

The color of Xiao Yingche's eyes became dark, and he picked up the sobering soup in one hand and took a sip.

The next moment, he raised his hand and pinched Feng Wuxi's jaw, covering the hot softness.

"Hmm, it's so unpleasant......"

"Xixi, swallow it."

In this way, I fed the small half bowl of decanting soup one by one.

Feng Wuxi's white and tender cheeks flew up with two flushes, and her red lips were covered with water, hooking fox eyes, filled with a faint mist.

Dressed in red, his black hair is scattered in front of his chest and behind him, like a goblin who seduces the soul in the dark night.

The small bowl of decanting soup fell to the ground at some point.

"Brother Che, if you drive away, I will ......"

Xiao Yingche was pressed under her, and there was a hint of lust in her eyebrows, but she was extremely restrained by him.

Slender fingers ran through her hair, patting her back to soothe.

Hearing this, his clear voice was wrapped in hoarseness, "What's the matter?" ”

Feng Wuxi rode on his waist, tilted his head and thought for a while, arrogant Lingyun, "I ate you!" ”