Concubine Jin retracted her staff and glanced at Lan Pianruo, who was a little disbelieving, and said calmly: "You are obviously lying to me, right? You want to make me lose my mind, you want me to go crazy, and then take advantage of others' danger, but
But you didn't expect that I have deep feelings for Wang. I believe that he will not betray me. No matter what you say, I will always believe in her. Your little tricks are of no use to me. In my opinion, you humans
You are the most stupid, today, I will sweep you out of my place!" After Concubine Jin finished speaking, she immediately waved her staff and started singing.
Lan Pianruo screamed in her heart that it was bad. She didn't expect that her attempt to disturb Concubine Jin was self-defeating in the end. Now they were really doomed. Countless thoughts flashed through her head, but none of them could be used in this kind of situation.
work under the circumstances.
She stared blankly at the staff waving in Concubine Jin's hand, closing her eyes and waiting for the fatal attack. At this moment, she suddenly heard a gentle voice behind her, "Ajin!"
Concubine Jin, who was waving the staff, froze. She hurriedly looked up. When she saw the person coming, she was completely stunned. The staff in her hand fell to the ground uncontrollably. She just stared at the person in a daze.
, forgot to move, forgot to blink, forgot to breathe.
Her king, the king she had longed for, the king she had waited for so long finally appeared. Although this man was wearing a mask, she knew from his familiar eyebrow corners, familiar lip line, and familiar chin curvature that this man was
The king she had been waiting for so long.
Hearing this voice, Lan Pianruo also turned her head to look. When she saw the person coming, she was also stunned. She saw that he was wearing a soft leather mask on his face, his peach blossom eyes were still so charming, and the curvature of his chin
He is still so good-looking, and he still exudes the aura of being unfriendly to strangers... But why does she always feel that he looks more and more like the Evil Emperor?
However, she was even more certain that the romantic man was Feng Jinghong.
It's him, it's him, he she was looking for just now, but she doesn't understand, what kind of confusing identity is this...? Because she saw Concubine Jin running towards that person lifelessly, and she was still clinging to it.
Holding him in his arms, he said in a sincere tone: "King, it's you, it's really you, I finally expected you to come."
Concubine Jin actually called Feng Jinghong "king"? Emperor Jinlan?
Jinghong stroked her back gently, his tone was gentler than ever before, "Ajin, I'm here to see you. You don't have to be afraid as long as I'm by your side!"
Concubine Jin hugged her tighter. Yes, this person was him. Only he would call her "Ajin" in such a gentle tone.
"Why, why aren't you buried with me? Is it true, as they said, that you have fallen in love with another woman and betrayed our relationship?"
Jinghong followed her hair and said softly: "I'm sorry, Ajin, I didn't protect you. Don't blame me, okay? Do you know that not long after you left, I also died of illness because of overthinking? I asked the elders to
They buried me with you, but they insisted on going their own way. They thought you were a sinful person, so they buried me somewhere else. Ajin, do you know that I have been waiting for you by the Naihe Bridge. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I want to
I entered reincarnation with you, but why didn't you come for a long time? I knew you missed me, so I sneaked out of hell."