He was clearly laughing, but it made her feel like she was in the cold, and every pore of her body was poured into the cold water, into her mouth, into her nose, and into her ears, pouring cold water, making it difficult for her to breathe, and tearing her body.

He was stunned, his light brown eyes seemed to be pure and harmless, and his smile was also beautiful: "The deity doesn't understand, what are you talking about in the fairy world." ”

Qing Wei tightened her clothes, her body trembled with her heart, and she forced herself not to fall down at this moment.

And don't scream at this moment.

She just looked at him, kept looking at him, trying to get some answer.

“…… Don't make trouble, phoenix. ”

She was already praying.

And he, smiling slightly, his smile still makes people feel like a hundred charms, but he lacks a kind of closeness, as if he has long been estranged from her. "Wei'er, do you know that only the king can have true freedom, absolute freedom!"

- He has nothing but revenge, nothing but the rage of hatred that can make him burn and burn it all!

He brushed the piece she was holding, kicked it in his arms in her burning gaze, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Qingwei: "......"

At that time, Qing Wei didn't understand what it was like to feel until now.

……

……

When Qing Wei hurried over later, Feng Lan had already woken up. He sat on the soft couch, his forehead was a little gloomy, like a person who had woken up after being drunk, and he had not yet adapted to all this.

She pushed open the door, and some of the maids saw it and hurriedly retreated.

Feng Lan sat there, with a soft towel on her forehead, and the eyes that only a king had, looking at her, not angry, nor smiling.

Since she 'reconciled' with Feng Lan, she rarely saw Feng Lan's appearance, which was very strange.

This made her tremble, and she wondered how she would explain what he was missing if asked.

But he didn't ask, he just sat there and looked at her.

There is no knife in the eye, and there is no poison, unlike a phoenix dove, and unlike anyone else.

Qing Wei gasped for a moment, not daring to approach, she stood there, helpless.

He beckoned, but his body didn't move: "Wei'er, come here, let this king take a look." ”

Qing Wei nodded and slowly approached.

People above 10,000 people have the courage that some mortals do not have.

His eyes fell on her, as if he had been looking at her for a long time, and as if it was just for a moment: "You have lost weight." ”

"Hmm."

"Didn't you talk nonsense when you were drunk yesterday?"

"Nope."

"It's almost noon, but you're hungry?"

"Back to the emperor, no."

The atmosphere of "......" fell silent again.

Qing Wei stood in front of Feng Lan, also a little anxious, and looked at the hem of his clothes with his head down.

"......" He took Qing Wei's hand and dragged it over. Qing Wei was suddenly stunned, her body had fallen on the soft couch, she was so frightened that she hurriedly struggled to get up, thinking that Feng Lan was going to do things to her.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lan just looked at him like this, with a lot less emotion.

"Would you be sad if this king died?" He asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Qing was stunned and smiled bitterly, "How could you die." ”

Since ancient times, the people who sit on the Emperor of God have been very reluctant to spare their lives, reluctant to the country, reluctant to the world, reluctant to be in the harem, how can they die.

However, this time, he didn't have a complicated expression, just looked at him like this, his expression was serious and serious: "If you really die, will you be a little sad?" ”