Not enough?

Feng Ling found it quite interesting, and did not continue to make concessions, but walked to the table and looked at the decorations in the Qinning Palace.

Although it was only a year apart, it seemed like tens of thousands of years had passed.

The sharp light and evil aura of the immortal bones damaged her memory, and although there were few omissions, it also made her memories blurry. This situation makes people feel a sense of happiness. Blurred like that, she could feel the pain in her heart. If the picture is clear, it will be difficult to escape the quagmire of the past.

"It seems that the princess misses this place very much. Chang Jue saw her looking around, and her mood was inexplicably better, but the corners of her lips still had a little ridicule.

"Nostalgia can't be talked about, no matter how thankful it must be. ”

Feng Ling smiled and turned around, casually put her long sleeves on the smoked cage, and the heat filled the entire sleeve, before she clenched her palms with satisfaction, and said unhurriedly: "The heart of the Tao is only slight, and the heart of the person is in danger." In the past, I listened to my brother's nagging, but I only knew that it was said that mortals are in danger of mountains and rivers, and it is difficult to know the sky. Thanks to His Highness, I understand that immortals are the same. ”

Sighing, Feng Ling said again: "In the past, I was young and ignorant, I couldn't see the whole picture, and I was happy by mistake, if it wasn't for those days in Qinning Palace, I was afraid that I would make mistakes again and again." Now that it's here, it's natural to take a few more looks to remind yourself not to repeat the stupid things of the past. ”

Chang Jue's heart sank and sank when he heard this, and his face became ugly. I wanted to say that I was sincere, but my mouth became: "No thanks." ”

The tone sounded indifferent as if it had come out of hell, and with a look of nonchalance, there was no remorse, only bad. If ordinary people can't be sad and half dead, they will be angry to death.

If this trick was left behind, Feng Ling thought that she might be that kind of ordinary person. But now it seems that there is no fluctuation in my heart.

"Tell me, how can I hand over the antidote. Feng Ling didn't want to spend time with him, she just wanted to end it as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible.

"Kids. ”

"What?" Feng Ling didn't understand.

"I want you to trade your child for me, you and my child. Chang Jue said.

That's what he really thinks.

Ever since he saw her belly, the child has become a trigger for him to become jealous. He hated the child before, and he probably hated himself too. But no matter what, wanting her to have a child for herself is a beautiful vision he has thought about thousands of times.

his children.

him and her children.

This vision is even known to Jianwei, but she only sees through that he wants a child, but she doesn't understand that the root of his desire for a child is Feng Ling. This also led to Jianwei not understanding why the child in the womb annoyed him.

Because he doesn't want children born by other women at all, he just wants Feng Ling's.

If they have children, there may be room for relaxation between them. It was the only way he could think of.

"There will be no children. ”

After a long silence, Feng Ling said.

Her fate with her child was completely destroyed. was the ginger soup, by the person in front of him.

"What if I have to?" Chang Jue thought this was a stern refusal, and suddenly became a little annoyed. How can his expectations be easily denied.

"Your Highness is really interesting. Feng Ling smiled, and the smile was confusing: "Don't say that I don't agree, even if I agree, I won't be able to give birth." ”

"What?" Chang Jue frowned puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

"What do I mean...... Then you have to ask Your Highness yourself. Feng Ling looked at him lightly: "Wangyue Tower, that ginger soup, Your Highness actually forgot?" Oh, that's right, Your Highness didn't even expect me to survive at that time, how could you care about what you put in the ginger soup." ”

Chang Jue's back stiffened slightly.

What has happened, he obviously only gave abortion pills.

Jianwei said that the medicine only hurts the fetus in the womb, not the adult. It was only when he heard such a guarantee that he agreed to give it to Feng Ling. How did it get into Feng Ling's mouth, it became an attempted murder.

"Thanks to His Highness, I will never have children in my life. Feng Ling said calmly.

"Impossible!" Chang Jue shook his head: "You lied to me." ”

He knew that she was the best at deceiving people, even if she was in Qinning Hall before, she didn't deceive him less. pretended to cater to him, but behind his back, he was entangled with Xuanzhi. Every time I think about it, I still get annoyed. Now for the antidote to Lan Lu, for tomorrow's wedding, she began to lie again. Why is he the one who has to lie every time.

"Don't believe it. Feng Ling waved her hand.

Believe it or not, she won't give him a child, so why care if he believes it or not.

Too lazy to say more to him, Feng Ling took out a sycamore leaf, pinched the leaf stalk and turned it around in her hand, and then handed it to Chang Jue: "Don't think about the child, it won't be long before I see that the micro fairy will bring a little guy to His Highness, why should His Highness be willing to go far." Now, I'll exchange this with Your Highness for an antidote. ”

Chang Jue was still immersed in deep doubt, her heart hurt so badly that she didn't react to what she said for a while, and looked at her painfully for a while before slowly suppressing her messy mood.

"You think you can get an antidote with a leaf?"

"This is no ordinary leaf. Feng Ling gently pulled the corners of her lips: "Your Highness, please take a look." ”

As she spoke, Feng Ling lifted the sycamore leaves to the bright night pearl. In an instant, the light casts a thin mist through the sycamore leaves.

When I looked closely, the fog condensed into a figure. The bright peony tail skirt, the luxurious hair ornament, the domineering majesty, the elegant charm similar to Xuanzhi, the cold back similar to Changyu, and the peach blossom eyes similar to Changyu......

This person is the queen of heaven.

Unlike now, the diva in the picture is slightly bloated, with a round lower abdomen, obviously during pregnancy.

I saw that the sycamore leaves behind the queen of heaven were numerous, and when the wind blew, the sycamore leaves were opened, revealing a lilac sky.

"It's ...... Demon Realm?" Chang Jue frowned.

"Not bad. Feng Ling nodded: "This is in the Netherworld Mountain." This time is 90,000 years ago. ”

Netherworld, 90,000 years ago. Chang Jue understood a little, wasn't that the time when the Heavenly Monarch and the Queen of Heaven visited the Netherworld Mountain 90,000 years ago?

It's just that after so long, how can there be a picture of the visit. And why is there no Tianjun and others in the picture, only the Queen of Heaven,

Could it be that the Feng clan deliberately used mana to leave something behind, what is the intention?

Feng Ling didn't explain again, and motioned for him to continue looking.

Under the plane tree, she walked back and forth in the back and forth, as if she was very anxious, and after a while, she took out a rag doll wrapped in white cloth from her bosom, bit her finger, and dripped blood on the doll's chest. After doing this, she began to cast the spell again, and in an instant there seemed to be a strong wind around her, and the leaves flew up and down violently, and then wisps of black gas, like long arrows, flew down densely, all of which drilled into the position of the rag doll's chest.

Immediately, a row of red letters appeared in the air, and the picture disappeared suddenly, and the red letters returned to the sycamore leaves from the mist.

"The Heavenly Monarch will not have children with any other woman except me. ”

The blood-red characters appeared on the sycamore leaves for a while, gradually fading, until they disappeared completely, and the sycamore leaves returned to their original appearance, and there was no difference from other leaves.

"Needless to say, Your Highness should have guessed what this is. Feng Ling said: "Although I'm not sure if the Heavenly Monarch knew about this before, but after Bai Youxian took the portrait of Zhimu and finished the scene, there must have been a rumor in the Heavenly Palace that the Queen of Heaven killed Zhimu's child, and then his own child was counterattacked." ”

"But I think that no matter how out of control it is, His Highness and the Heavenly Monarch will not be worried. Because rumors are like that, as long as there is no evidence, rumors can always only be speculation, as long as a sentence is made up, all scandals can be covered up and all substantial harm can be avoided. ”

"But...... The Queen of Heaven probably didn't know that even the Demon Realm was extremely disgusted with the magic of witchcraft, and the Netherworld Mountain even forbade the use of witchcraft. In order to strictly control it, mana is cast on the sycamore trees in the Netherworld, but anyone who uses witchcraft in the Netherworld Mountain will be automatically recorded. “