Luo Jia grabbed her, she turned around and looked at each other. Luo Jia was furious, and her eyes seemed to want to kill people. A smile flashed across her face quickly. Her voice was soft, like a naughty child, Pressing down so low: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. If I am destined to be a sacrifice, what am I afraid of you doing? To heal the prince, it depends entirely on whether you feel good..."
Luojia was shocked. This girl was not a fool. She had guessed what the high priest meant by not allowing her to leave the palace. She could govern the prince by herself, whether it was good or bad, the chance of surviving was very slim. With the help of With so many years of experience, who can convince the supreme high priest? Not even Luojia! It makes no sense to raise the sacrifice until he is 18 years old and then let it go. This has never happened in the history of the Northern Kingdom. precedent.
Luo Jia finally walked out.
Door, close.
There were only two people in the room, and there was spring sunshine. Everything was calm, but at this moment, there was a tense atmosphere spreading around.
Fang Fei then took a closer look at the man lying on the bed. He had his eyes closed, but at this moment, he suddenly opened them and looked at her.
"Fangfei, you are Fangfei!"
She said calmly that it was not unusual for her to recognize someone she had met once. She had already recognized him.
"Fangfei, you have changed."
“Who will remain unchanged?”
"I mean..." He bit his lip, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "You have become more beautiful."
She was startled. It was the first time in her life that she heard such a sentence and felt so strange.
"Don't think that I will save you just because you say this!"
The prince's eyes were a little dim: "I have known for a long time that I am not good enough. Coming here is just because my father is not willing to do it. In fact, it is unnecessary in the first place."
Fangfei said nothing.
"I am the prince and crown prince of the Northern Kingdom, so I naturally know the secrets of the temple and the tradition of sacrifices. When I was in the palace, I counted the days until my death every day, and I was used to it. But, you, you..." His voice was weak, And said no more.
Fang Fei immediately understood what he meant. He understood what it felt like for a healthy person to count the days of death like this!