"Your sixth emperor brother is seriously ill. Go see him when you have time. As for Prince Che... I don't want you to hurt him, and I don't want you to be hurt by him. Unless you are fully prepared, you should not see Prince Che for the time being."
"My son, I obey."
"My body is getting old and poisoned. It is becoming more and more incapable of doing what it does. I need to take a good rest. It's up to you to relieve me of my worries."
"My son, I will do my best. Father, I must take care of myself." Chenghao looked at his old face, his temples were gray, and sincerely hoped that he would get better. Chronic poison that has no cure, if Feng Jingyun is here, maybe he can
There is a way to cure her father. Feng Jingyun... must find an opportunity for her to come to Huanyue Kingdom to treat her father.
"You should step back first."
"My son, please retire."
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Early the next morning, in Luzhai, the capital of Qi Tian Kingdom, the ghost Murong Che fed Feng Jingyun with his mouth and finished a bowl of porridge, leaving a mouthful of porridge at the bottom of the bowl.
Porridge is easy to digest. These days, he usually goes to the kitchen to secretly make porridge to feed her.
He stared at her reluctantly.
The more I stay by her side, the deeper my love for her becomes.
At the same time, he felt that his resentment was getting heavier and heavier.
He will never die with his eyes in peace!
I was completely unwilling to die like this.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
I think her taste is sweet and soft.
In fact, he is a ray of soul. Kissing her has no sense of taste. It is just a spiritual feeling. Her taste is the most beautiful.
Pour the remaining mouthful of porridge in the bowl into your open palm.
The actual porridge was much more conspicuous than his transparent palms.
His hands are transparent, and the entire disembodied soul is transparent.
He said he was feeding her porridge with his mouth, but in fact, he was just controlling the porridge with his mind and feeding it into her mouth one mouthful at a time.
When he first regained consciousness from the River of Lost Souls, his ghost slowly gathered into a human form after some days of practice. At the beginning, he was unable to touch real objects in the world.
As Danggui's cultivation becomes deeper, he can not only touch physical objects in the world, but his mind power can even be so strong that he can control things in the sky.
Maybe it's because of Li Gui, he has a lot of resentment, and his cultivation level is improving rapidly every day.
He wants to continue to become stronger. Not only does he want to protect Feng Jingyun, he also wants to... take revenge.
When he kissed her, it was like the formed air touched her.
His eyes dimmed slightly, looking at the porridge conspicuous on the transparent palm, and then at Feng Jingyun's beautiful sleeping face.
He was reminded clearly that he was nothing more than a ghost.
And she is a living, breathing person.
As soon as I gathered my thoughts, the porridge in my palm returned to the bowl. The porridge bowl flew into the air and landed on the table in the center of the room.
I looked outside and saw that the weather was quite bright today and the sun was rising.
The sunshine in winter is very warm and not strong. If you bathe in the sunshine, it will definitely be very comfortable.
He will never see the sun.
Now that the sun was shining in the yard, he couldn't return the bowl to the kitchen until it was completely overcast or dark.
I chose this room for Feng Jingyun to stay in because this room is backlit and the sun cannot come in.
The room is very dark.
It was so cloudy that he could come out during the day.
Feng Jingyun's eyelids moved on the bed, and the corners of Murong Che's lips couldn't help but curl up with a hint of joy. She was finally waking up!
I'm really afraid that her body won't be able to bear it if she continues to sleep.
Feng Jingyun opened her heavy eyelids, and her moist eyes were a little sleepy and hazy at first, but became clearer and clearer.
