Qing Yue bit his lips, as if to vent her pain and tell him her fear, but the next moment, she kissed him gently and delicately. His lips were dry and peeling due to the burning fire, and she kissed him gently...
Feng Ling froze in place instantly.
He never expected Qing Yue to be like this.
His breathing suddenly became rapid, and he kissed her back fiercely. This was the girl of his dreams, the one who would rather sacrifice his own life than let her live in danger.
"Qin Wan, do you know what you are doing?"
Feng Ling asked in a hoarse voice.
There seemed to be fire burning in his eyes, even more fierce than the flames behind him.
Qing Yue's tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She looked at him with broken eyes, as if she had a thousand words to say, but didn't know how to say them.
"Qin Wan, I saved you not to make you feel guilty, nor do I need your pity. I will not get into trouble because I know I can get through this."
He said through gritted teeth.
He was such a proud man, and these words were telling her that he saved her life not to make her feel guilty, but just because he wanted to save her.
But Qingyue had walked through this fire before, had experienced life and death, so why did he rush in with such a blazing fire? He was putting his own life and death behind hers.
He loved her, although he didn't know when it started, but it transcended his life.
But they had only known each other for half a year, or even less than a year.
And does she love him?
She once thought that she was just moved, but when she learned that Qin Ningyue had physical contact with him, she soberly cut off her feelings.
But just now, when she thought Feng Ling died in the fire, she was so heartbroken, regretful and desperate!
It's not guilt, it's not gratitude, it's regret, it's reluctance, it's a desperate urge to rush into the fire and find him.
She knew that she had fallen in love with Feng Ling.
People often only see their true feelings after they lose something.
It had only been half a year, so how could she fall so deeply in love with someone?
It was just because he was by her side when she was in the most pain and helpless, so she didn't despair of the world.
"Feng Ling, I love you. I'm in love with you."
What did she say?
She said she fell in love with him?
Flowers seem to be blooming in my mind.
All the pain in his body seemed to have left him at this moment.
Her tears fell from the corners of her eyes, her eyes were very red, her face was covered with black and gray, and even her delicate skin had traces of burns from the flames. Not to mention her black hair, which was messy and burnt by the fire. This was clearly Qing Yue's most embarrassing moment, but she looked so beautiful in Feng Ling's eyes.
The girl he liked said she loved him. The hell a moment ago was now heaven.
He had once been crowned king, but he had never been so excited.
He wanted to confirm it, wanted to hear her say it again, but he didn't dare, because he was afraid that this was all an empty dream.
"Qin Wan, I heard you! I heard you!"
He said hoarsely.
The next moment, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips, plundering and sucking, conquering her, as if he wanted to carve her into his body.
Behind them was a thick fire, with billowing black smoke. The fiery red flames illuminated the entire night sky, becoming their backdrop. It seemed as if there were only the two of them left between heaven and earth.
All the guards just took a quick glance, not daring to stare at the prince and princess. They sped up their actions to put out the fire.
Xie Jinghuan looked at the two people who had escaped from the fire, experienced life and death, and were now hugging and kissing each other tightly. He smiled with some relief and thought of when Miss Qin San first entered the mansion. The girl was as cold as frost and snow, with an aloof and indifferent attitude that kept people at a distance. She was neither humble nor arrogant, which was completely different from the rumors.
And Jinzhi's attitude, disgust, impatience, suspicion and disdain.
Now, it is no longer the same.
very nice.
After much hardship, his friend finally found the girl he loved, who could save his life and even heal his leg.
He felt a slight dull pain in his heart. Not long ago, he was inexplicably attracted to Miss Qin San. Now he breathed a sigh of relief. It was out of admiration. As for being moved, he must not have any thoughts about her for years to come. That girl was just Jin Zhi's princess and his friend's wife, and he respected her.
Oh, right, Jinzhi’s legs!
Jinzhi stood up!
But at this time, he also saw Jinzhi's legs trembling. This man could really endure pain and hardship to the extreme. For the sake of the beauty in his arms, he would ignore everything.
No one dared to disturb them at this moment, but Xie Jinghuan knew that Feng Ling's legs were about to give out. He pushed the wheelchair aside and stepped forward, saying, "Jinzhi, do you want to sit down and continue?"
He was a gentleman of noble family who observed etiquette, but when he said this, he looked elsewhere, not fixing his gaze on the two of them, and not paying attention to Qing Yue's current appearance.
Xie Jinghuan's words made Feng Ling's eyes instantly want to kill someone!
Does Xie Jinghuan know how to read the mood? He actually comes to disturb me at this moment!
Feng Ling's murderous gaze rushed towards Xie Jinghuan. The man tilted his head, pretending not to see, but he still shivered. Even with the blazing fire, he still felt a little cold.
Xie Jinghuan's voice also brought Qing Yue back to her senses. She came back to her senses and finally remembered the fact that Feng Ling stood up. His legs...
Qing Yue hurriedly held Feng Ling down and asked him to sit down.
"The King is fine, The King..."
Feng Ling spoke, holding Qingyue's hand tightly. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Qingyue's eyes washed by tears, and her lips flushed red after being kissed by him. Just one glance and he was distracted again.
Qing Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she avoided Feng Ling's gaze. She reacted belatedly and realized what the two of them had just done and how many people had seen it, especially the eldest son of the Xie family who was also there.
Qing Yue felt a little annoyed, but more satisfied.
"Does your leg hurt?"
She asked softly.
The coldness was gone, and there was a lot of tenderness. Feng Ling shook his head, his eyes fell on her carefully, but he didn't see Qing Yue looking up, but he knew she was shy. He shook his head but she couldn't see it, so he said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt."
As soon as she finished speaking, Qing Yue pressed her hand hard on his knee. A sharp pain instantly came over her. With a hissing sound, Feng Ling clenched his teeth.
Doesn’t it hurt?
Feng Lingben looked at Qing Yue with a pair of moist eyes. How could this woman be so cruel?
It hurts so much.
"The pharmacy is destroyed. I have some silver needles in the yard. I'll come over and give you a few to stimulate your blood circulation."
Qingyue said.
Feng Ling knew that this was not the time to talk, so she nodded and finally remembered the important matter.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he only asked, "What is the situation now?"
He inquired, and someone immediately came forward to report, "Your Highness, someone broke into the mansion tonight and, using a diversionary tactic, set fire to three places: the front hall, the north gate of the second courtyard, and the backyard. We've captured two of the assassins, and both have committed suicide by taking poison."
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