Imperial marriage

Emperor Jiulan Xuan died.

The news quickly spread throughout Jiulan like the wind, but on the second day, Leizhou had already approached the Ningguo Pass, and Ningguo's bad news kept coming.

And the reason why Dayun fought with the Feng Clan in Jiulan before, the Manchu soldiers died and injured countless, and now there is only an empty shell that is crumbling. Strength, divided according to the big cloud.

The loss of Emperor Jiulan means that Jiulan has no ruler for the time being.Jiulan will re-designate Emperor Zun and the major countries, or - the only major country.

Among them, regardless of the position of Emperor Zun or the largest country, Leizhou is coming in a menacing manner, which is unstoppable.The other countries just want to take advantage of this opportunity to annex a few more weak countries, expand their territory, and enrich their strength.

All of a sudden, the nations rose up, Jiulan, and since then, the world has been in chaos!

Shen Chuyao arrived three days later.

Feng Qing stayed in the Wuji Hall for three days, barely a drop of rice was eaten, it was all because Mo Ning forcefully forced him to swallow, so he managed to drink two bowls of porridge without spitting it out.

The originally weak body became weaker.

Mo Ning didn't dare to give him mana, his current body couldn't bear that kind of stimulation.

As long as there are immortal races in this world, maybe it is still possible.

When Shen Chuyao came in, Feng Qing was sitting in front of the bed in the same posture as before, seemingly oblivious.

The person sitting on the edge of the bed had a pale face and a thin figure, and Shen Chuyao even had the illusion that with just one more touch, that fragile body and soul would be shattered like porcelain.

Shen Chuyao supported the door frame with both hands, her eyes were red, and she didn't have the courage to take another step forward.

How long has she been gone?This is what her child has become.

She knew it, she knew it... But even if she knew it, she couldn't treat it calmly.

She finally came in, she had to come in!

"Baby, I'm A Niang, remember?"

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no response.

The person next to the bed seemed to be a statue, the only difference was that he was still breathing.

Mo Ning said that he was extremely afraid of being in contact with others, but Shen Chuyao still couldn't control it, she hugged him from behind, tears burst into tears.

The person who was terrified of people at first remained motionless, still not responding at all.

Only then did Shen Chuyao realize that he was no longer afraid of contacting people.

"Baby, trust me, you will be fine."

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Feng Qing couldn't see it, but he could feel it.

In this room, on this bed, there are endless smells of that person, as well as the memories of the two of them.

As time went by, he always felt that he was getting closer and closer to that person. Several times, he always felt that he could touch him with his hand.

His mind was full of the appearance he had seen before, and the words he had said to himself in his memory.

Suddenly, a soft heat entered my mind, and all the pictures and sounds disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

The heat gradually spread from the brain to the whole body, as if every inch of skin was being massaged, and the comfortable feeling made people drowsy.

And he probably really fell asleep.Otherwise, how could you see the strange person in front of you?Such a person looked extraordinary and refined, and he thought he had never seen it in the mortal world.

The handsome young man smiled gently and casually, "Oh, oh, little guy, is that you?"

In front of the white Asgard building, a man was sitting at a round stone table, his white clothes almost blending with the surrounding white clouds.

Feng Qing could see him, Feng Qing thought that she was really dreaming.

"Who are you?" He asked, and then heard a crisp child's voice, like the voice of an eleven or two-year-old child.

Feng Qing was shocked.He deliberately asked again: "Why are you here?"

……

Now it was finally confirmed that it really was his voice.

The man beckoned at him, "Come on."

Feng Qing looked him up and down, felt that he could get close, and approached him as promised.

The man looked at him for a while before saying, "Son, you forgot a lot!"

Feng Qing looked at him calmly, neither surprised nor confused, just hummed softly in her heart, "You say it!"

He just finished humming in his heart, the man's smile showed a bit of connivance and helplessness, Feng Qing finally showed a slightly surprised look, does he know what I'm thinking?

The man smiled, "How can I not know what you are thinking?"

"..."

But there was no explanation. The man only stretched out his index finger. When he raised his hand, a little white light flashed on his fingertips. The faint light was soft and warm.

The man put his index finger on the center of Feng Qing's eyebrows.

While sighing: "That guy, Aning, I finally let you come into this world. In fact, the deceased is already dead... why bother yourself." With the last sound, he sighed a bit bitterly.

"However, since you have come to this world and were bred by half of my blood, I won't ignore you..."

Feng Qing stared at him blankly, only to feel that a tightly sealed door opened in her mind, and then, something gushed out like a tide, one after another.

At that moment, he remembered everything.

At the same time, he also remembered the bad news that he had forgotten for a moment.