Although he didn't know anything about the tenth prince and the ghost, Jin Ping still said, "If a man really loves a woman, even if she is a ghost, he will go to find that woman."
"Others may not do it. Murong Che will definitely do it." He smiled slightly, "He is a love-mad person. For Feng Jingyun, he would not even give up his country. Hahaha..." But Jun Youqi was just the opposite.
For the sake of the country, he can give up everything.
"In such a huge villa, if you want to find Murong Che's ghost, just stare at Feng Jingyun." After Jun Youqi said that, his figure flashed, and at lightning speed, people were at Feng Jingyun's place.
Outside the wing.
quiet.
All thanks to silence.
It was so quiet that you could even hear the heartbeat of a person.
He stood in the dark, waiting with resignation.
Like a hunter waiting for a rabbit.
"Murong Che, why are you here?" Feng Jingyun's elegant voice suddenly came from the side room.
Sure enough, the evil ghost appeared! With a bang, Jun Youqi kicked open the door and punched out the spell with the spell in his hand.
Hit Feng Jingyun.
"I'm a human being." She sat at the table, sipping hot tea gracefully, "The tricks you use to deal with ghosts are of no use to me."
Jun Youqi retracted his palm in embarrassment and looked around, only to find that there were no ghosts at all, and he could not feel the resentment of the ghosts.
There is no ghost in the room.
She narrowed her deep eyes slightly and said, "Yun'er, are you kidding me?" She must have known that he was out there and was trying to deceive him.
"Tenth Prince, don't say that." She raised her lips slightly sarcastically, "It's freezing cold. You are outside alone. I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I just asked you to come in and have a cup of hot tea."
"Really?" He came over and sat on the chair next to her, "You took such pains to trick me into coming in, how could I go against your good intentions?"
He picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea, and took a sip.
Then he ordered, "Come here, go get a pot of wine."
There was a maid waiting outside to take the order, and she brought a pot of wine.
He drank directly from the pot while looking at Feng Jingyun's beautiful face, with snow-like skin and exquisite facial features, "Yun'er, do you know? The more I look at you, the more beautiful I think you are." He raised his hand to catch her.
She put her hand on the table and didn't mind that she withdrew it coldly, "When I miss you... I miss you so much..." Die.
Thinking of her indifference and ruthlessness.
Thinking that he was useless now, she couldn't escape his involvement!
I was filled with anger and resentment.
The raging hatred almost overwhelmed his broken heart.
The strength of the knuckles holding the wine bottle could not help but increase, and the knuckles protruded.
Feng Jingyun looked at his apparently handsome and gentle face, but clearly felt the hatred in his heart.
"You hate me," she said.
"Really." He shrugged noncommittally, "I love you more." Staring at her expressionless face, "Why do you not care so much about my hatred?"
She remained silent.
He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "That's right, you don't care about me, the prince, so how can you care about the love and hate in my heart?" His eyes sternly asked, "Do you only care about the evil Jun Mo Shang?"
She still didn't speak. Her internal energy had been eliminated. Even if she took medicine to temporarily suppress the Hua Gong Powder, her body was still weak. This was not the time to show off.
He wasn't annoyed when he didn't get an answer from her. He stared at her, his eyes full of inquiry, "Yun'er, I know that you are not someone who stands and gets beaten."
