"If you want to know, you can try it yourself and you will know." Wu Jingyu smiled sadly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the long black silk ribbon in his hand shook, and Feng Yu, who was caught off guard, was rolled up and thrown with all his strength to the top of the thousand-year-old warm jade bed.
Suddenly, Feng Yu was suspended in mid-air, unable to move.
"Feng Hu, enjoy this feeling." Wu Jingyu smiled happily, turned around and walked away waving his hands.
"The faint fragrance of magnolia is refreshing and pleasant, really intoxicating"
In mid-air, Feng Yu took a deep breath, and a deep magnetic voice slowly escaped from his thin lips.
Just after he finished speaking, the long black silk ribbon stretched endlessly like a swimming dragon, rolled him up and pulled him to the door.
"Do you think I will let you and Zhuang'er be alone in a room?" Wu Jingyu snorted coldly, angry that he knew Feng Yu deliberately provoked him to take action, but he still fell for the trick.
"We are alone in a room with Qingzhuang. We have a long time to come. I am not in a hurry but you are in a hurry. You may have to leave the hot spring palace and return to the Shengyue Clan early tomorrow morning. While it is still dark, you'd better get a good sleep to avoid tomorrow morning.
Too tired from traveling”
A meaningful smile appeared on Feng Yu's lips, and after leaving some incomprehensible words, she walked past Wu Jingyu with elegant steps.
"Feng Hu, what do you mean by this? I have no intention of leaving the palace." Wu Jingyu chased after him and walked side by side with Feng Yu, frowning in displeasure.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to leave tomorrow morning." Feng Yu smiled like a fox, with a hint of cunning in his eyes as deep as the abyss.
"You're smiling like that, aren't you making some little moves behind me again?" Wu Jingyu squinted his eyes, a hint of sharpness flashed under his eyes, and guessed
Feng Yu smiled and said nothing, even more elusive
The next day, the sun rises in the east and the weather is fine
As soon as Wu Jingyu opened his eyes, Mo Yue handed a letter to him.
"Young Master, a message from the patriarch's flying pigeon"
"Bring it over and let me see"
After taking the letter, Wu Jingyu tore it open and scanned it quickly. His face suddenly turned dark and clouded, his deep black pupils were full of anger, his hands were clenched into fists, veins were everywhere, and his whole body was covered with anger. In the room
Suddenly he felt like falling into an ice cellar, and he cursed angrily
"Damn Feng Fox, you actually did this behind my back. No wonder I haven't seen Feng Xiang in recent days. It turned out that he secretly sent Chen Cang to the Shengyue Clan with the Cang Yan Emperor's handwritten letter requesting marriage."
"Young Master, what should we do now? In ten days, if Princess Fengxiang enters the Tianlong Temple of the Shengyue Clan to worship, once she receives the blessings of the four elders of Heaven, Earth, Qian and Kun, she will really become the next
When the time comes for the unofficial clan leader's wife, the young master is afraid that he will have to marry Princess Fengxiang, and then your fate with Miss Feng Er will probably come to an end."
After scanning the letter a few times, Mo Yue frowned, with a hint of worry in her cold black eyes.
"What else can I do? Of course I have to rush back to stop it." Wu Jingyu's jade-like eyes were filled with raging anger, like rolling waves. Anger stained the corners of his lips, and he wanted to strangle that cunning fox to death.
"But even if we don't stop, we won't be able to return to the clan within ten days," Mo Yue said truthfully.
Regarding this point, Wu Jingyu naturally thought that just crossing the ocean would take ten days.
I saw him blowing a whistle, and a beautiful colorful bird flew in from the window and stayed on his shoulder obediently. It made a crisp sound of "chirp", as if saying
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Go, tell my old man, before I rush back to the clan, if he dares to let Feng Xiang enter the Tianlong Temple, then he will never expect to see me again in his life." Wu Jingyu's thin lips moved slightly, and he kept running.
A high and low chirping sound is emitted
The colorful bird nodded its furry little head, spread its wings, and flew out of the window like an arrow from the string, at an astonishing speed.
Wu Jingyu walked to the table, with the dagger in his hand, and cut his wrist. Then a cup full of blood flashed into Mo Yue's hand, and he opened his lips and said
"After traveling thousands of miles, maybe I won't be able to come back in time on the night of the full moon next month, Mo Yue. Give this cup of blood to Feng Fox and ask him to keep it well. I'll go see Zhuang'er and say goodbye to her."
After saying this, Wu Jingyu sprinkled medicinal powder on his wrist and walked quickly towards Feng Qingzhuang's room.
He moved a chair and placed it next to the thousand-year-old jade bed. After sitting down, he took Feng Qingzhuang's hand and put it against his face. His dark jade-like eyes were as gentle as water and he murmured softly.
"Zhuang'er, I'm leaving. I'm going back to the Holy Moon Clan. I really can't bear to leave you, but that damn guy Feng Hu stabbed me in the back and forced me to leave. Don't worry, I will definitely deal with it as soon as possible.
When things in the clan return to the palace, I will guard you so that the first thing you see when you open your eyes is me."
…
Keep talking, keep talking, until Mo Yue's urging voice floats in from outside the door.
"Young Master, everything is ready, we can set off."
"Zhuang'er, remember, you must wait until I come back before you can open your eyes. I don't like what you see when you open your eyes is Feng Fox."
After saying a few more words, Wu Jingyu pressed a gentle kiss on Feng Qingzhuang's slender hand, then let go of her hand, turned around and left the room, taking Mo Yue and Mo Yin with him to gallop towards the Shengyue Clan.
A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the full moon is hanging high
Feng Yu took the bright red blood that Wu Jingyu had left beforehand, poured out half of the blood mixed with fireballs, and fed it to the sleeping Feng Qingzhuang.
"Qingzhuang, one month has passed, why don't you wake up? Is it true that as Qian Manguan said, you have to drink blood six times before you wake up?"
Similarly, in order to prevent the strange buoyancy of the thousand-year-old warm jade bed, Feng Yu also moved a chair and sat beside the bed, looking at the person sleeping peacefully on the bed, and the magnetic and pleasant sound swayed in the quiet room.
Time passed day by day, and Feng Yu would come over to visit the sleeping Feng Qingzhuang every day. He would sit on the chair next to Qian Nuan Yu's bed and talk to her about the recent events, but no one answered.
Seeing all the red plum blossoms falling, in the blink of an eye, the spring water is as clear as green, and pink peaches and white pears are like clouds. Turning around again, the lotus flowers are standing on the pond, and the cicadas are chirping on the branches. The midsummer season is coming.
Tonight, the moon is full again
Wu Jingyu has not appeared since he left the hot spring palace that day. However, before every full moon, Mo Yue would take his blood and deliver it to Feng Yu personally, asking him to drink it for Feng Qingzhuang.
"Qingzhuang, this is the last time. Will you wake up after drinking blood tonight?"