Chapter 349 Past and Present Life

Chapter 339 [Past Life and Present Life]

"Isn't it the greatest punishment for you to let your soul fly for nine days and reincarn in the female world beyond these nine days?" Jing Li smiled faintly and turned his eyes to look at Jing Feng. The black waist-length green silk had a completely different look from before. There was no longer the once Jing Feng's ignorant appearance, one more Xuan, less Feng, which actually made Jing Li quite miss the person before.

Jing Feng was stunned by her tone. He nodded indifferently and said, "Yes, can there be anything more tormenting than this kind of punishment? It seems... it's gone."

The breeze stroked the two people. They sat quietly. No one knew what the other was thinking, and no one knew what else they should be saying. Sometimes when it came to this point, there was really nothing to say. Jing Li got up, stretched his limbs slightly, stretched out, and then said: "I'm a little tired. I'll go back to the palace first."

"Li, can we still be lovers?" Jing Feng looked at her body that was about to stay away from and asked in a hurry. Jing Li's body paused and said indifferently, "Unless we have forgotten it in our previous life, unless we are really relieved in this life, then even if I really answer you, what can we do? The old dream has been broken, and I will answer you. Can you really be my lover?

Jing Feng was stunned on the spot. After a long time, he raised his eyes again. At this time, Jing Li had already gone, and the only thing left was the faint fragrance on her body. Even so, the traces of her existence could no longer be found as soon as the breeze passed. Jing Feng sat silently in this garden for a long time. I don't know how long it took. He got up and sighed, "Li, in fact, you are the only one I love in my past and present life."

Afternoon! The breeze was very light, with a faint warmth. Jing Li would draw things in the pavilion of the palace. Although her paintings were indeed not miscellaneous, in order to show her concern for Qinger, she was still ready to paint one reluctantly. On her side, Mo Yan was dressed in white, holding a simple book, and was fascinated from time to time. What is recorded?

"Your Majesty, in fact, many of the medical books left by the previous dynasty are still useful, but no one has studied them, but they are really lost. The minister has read the description, which is very practical. Compared with the medical books of the medical family, it is better than it!" Mo Yan's bright little face was full of smiles. Speaking of medical books, he seemed to have boundless enthusiasm. Jing Li smiled and said, "I'm afraid only you can see that it is useful. I don't know how long this book has been in the Tai Hospital. No one has ever learned its essence."

"Your Majesty, I really want to run a teaching. I want to recruit students widely, pass on my husband's medical skills to the people, and benefit the people of the world." Mo Yan looked very serious. Jing Li looked up at him. The wind was light. He just shook his head and smiled, but did not respond to his words.

Mo Yan was a little anxious. He quickly reached out and held Jing Li's hand and said in a hurry, "Your Majesty, I really have this idea."

"I know, isn't I accurate?" Jing Li smiled again and was in a good mood. Mo Yan looked at her with some frustration and said, "I know, you promised my husband, but your smile... It makes my husband's heart a little hair. What my husband said is true. I really want to teach medicine. Your Majesty, you really allow my husband."

"There is no joke." Jing Li laughed again. Seeing that her former Mo Yan came back, faint happiness surrounded her. She sighed gently, "I'm laughing at my painting, not laughing at you. You like to carry forward your medical skills. It's too late for me to be happy. How can I disagree? It's just that my man can't be seen by others. Do you remember what you promised me?

"Ye-huh, I will remember to wear a veil." Mo Yan promised that for the sake of her man, there was a faint sweetness in his heart. Jing Li smiled again and reached out and pinched his little face. At this time, Linglong slowly came over and knelt down not far from Jing Li.

"The maidservant knocked on the emperor, long live my emperor!" She opened her mouth and shook away the faint feeling of happiness. Jing Li frowned slightly and did not look back. She just answered her coldly, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to report." Linglong was still kneeling there. Jing Li did not look back and answered faintly, "Try!"

"Please return the screen to the left and right." Lowering her head, Linglong thought for a moment, but finally there was this request. Jing Li was stunned, and Mo Yan was also stunned. Both of them couldn't help looking back at Linglong. Linglong lowered her head and couldn't see her expression. However, Jing Li still looked at Mo Yan. Mo Yan was very conscious and immediately stood up and said: "Your Majesty, go and sort out these medical books. It's messy."

"Go ahead." Jing Li looked at him with a smile, reached out and patted his arm, and then stopped sending him away. After that, she turned her head again, her eyes were a little sharp, and said coldly, "Say it."

"Your Majesty, not long ago, when I inadvertently walked to the cold palace, I found that Wan Qing was in a daze at the cold palace and was listening to the sound of the flower master's piano, and the sound of the piano in the courtyard seemed to be played for her. The two seemed to have known each other for a long time. The maidservant thought that this matter was big and small, and it should be known to the emperor."

"Ha ha, now I know that I have reported everything. It seems that my words have played a role in you." Jing Li was not very shocked. She just thought of the man like a flower. She couldn't help sighing in her heart, cold palace! Originally, I never thought of shuting my man in there, but the world is changeable! It's really changeable.

"Your Majesty, I know it's wrong. I dare not dare in the future. In the heart of the maidservant, no one can resist the emperor. The maidservant only said nothing before. That's because the little master of the medical concubine is the benefactor of the maidservant and has the grace of regeneration to the maidservant, and... What he does is for the emperor, so the maidservant is confused. The maidservant did not dare to ask for forgiveness from the emperor. I hope the emperor can still give the maidservant a chance.

"This opportunity may be an opportunity for you to regain your love, but at the same time, it may be an opportunity for me to destroy it." Jing Li smiled bitterly and did not give Linglong a chance to answer. He just raised his hand and said indifferently, "Well done. You can retreat first and call the queen to me."

"Yes!" Hearing Jing Li's voice, there was finally a trace of loosening. Linglong was very happy. She hurriedly kowtowed her head, and then turned around and disappeared behind the palace.

Linglong left, but Jing Li couldn't calm down. Linglong's words touched the place she had been unwilling to touch for a long time in her heart, and she sighed helplessly.

"Mother Emperor!" I don't know how long after Jing Li was silent, the sound of nature sounded in his ears. Jing Li turned his head and stood up with a smile on his face and leaned over and hugged the figure who rushed over. She raised her eyes and smiled. Before she began to ask, the little guy quickly grabbed the words and said, "Mother, don't blame your father. It's a minister. I asked my father to bring me here. I miss my mother.

"You! Ghost elves." He reached out and pinched Qinger's nose, and then put her down with an indifferent smile. Then he said, "Go and play with me for a while. I have something to discuss with your father."

"Good!" She answered obediently. Qinger ran forward for her petite body. When Jing Li saw Linglong holding her hand, she was relieved. She reached out and pointed to the seat where Mo Yan had just sat and whispered, "Sit down. I want to talk to you about Wanqing."

"Hmm." Hearing Jing Li mention Wan Qing, Zhou Zhichao was still a little surprised, but he was still a very gentle and gentle look. With an indifferent smile on his face, it was difficult for people to see his real mentality. Jing Li blew the painting in his hand and put it aside, and then said, "Wan Qing is back. I heard the slaves say that the most Recently, she always likes to go to the cold palace. I heard that the flowers and willows are good. Do you know this?

This week, the warmth on Zhichao's face could not hold on. He shook his head slightly and said, "Since Wanqing suddenly returned from the night of the sun and moon soul, she handed it over to the medical people to treat the wounds. She has never come to see me. I didn't know that she would go to the cold palace."

"Her sudden appearance can only be said that she did not leave the palace. I also know Wan Qing's heart about you, and I also feel sorry for her. In addition, about the matter of Hua Feiliu, I don't want to pursue what happened in those years. I also feel a little guilty about Wanqing. You see... If I give Hua Feiliu to Wanqing, what do you think?"

"This...Your Majesty, it's impossible." After Zhou Zhichao was stunned, he shook his head urgently. Jing Li looked up at him puzzledly and said, "What's the wrong way?"

"Your Majesty, this... No matter what mistake Hua Feiliu has made, he used to be the emperor's man. How can the emperor give his man to others? Even if the emperor is willing, Hua Feiliu won't agree. I don't know if Wan Qing will agree.

"Although Hua Feiliu is a concubine, she has not really become my man. I have worked hard, but in the end, I have no love for men and women. It was me who owed him, so that he acted so crazy later. Thinking about the most beautiful man in the world fell into such a field, I am also honest. Forbear it."

"What does the emperor mean?" Zhou Zhichao didn't understand Jing Li. No matter how much he knew Jing Li, he didn't know that she would have such an extraordinary heart. He had to ask gently. Jing Li's eyes were confused and far away. He sighed faintly, "I don't know. I called you to discuss it with you. Otherwise, you can ask. If both of them are of good intentions, then refer to the marriage.

Jing Li's answer stunned Zhou Zhichao. It took him a long time to come to his senses and said, "Uh, okay! The minister ordered someone to look for Wan Qing. Let's ask her what she means first.

"Uh-huh!" Jing Li answered, then handed over the hand painting that was originally put aside, and then said indifferently, "This is what I gave to Qinger. I... I really don't have the talent for painting. Don't laugh at me."

Zhou Zhichao reached out to take it, and then looked at the person in the painting. He couldn't help smiling. The painting had a different style. In the painting, there was a look of Qinger holding a long line and putting paper kite, and there was also the appearance of her leaning against Zhou Zhichao. Although she was simple, she was very loving. Zhou Zhichao's five fingers were slender, and the hand holding the painting was also He trembled slightly.

"The painting is very good!" After a long time, he whispered with a smile. Jing Li's whole face lit up like a sweet child, and he said in surprise, "Really? I'm always afraid of the look of the day when I didn't draw well, and I'm afraid that Qing'er will laugh at me as the mother emperor.

"The emperor has drawn that kind of happiness to the bone. Look here... How happy Qing'er smiled, and you leaned on your husband. At that moment... it was very warm and happy." The deep voice sounded in Jing Li's ear, and Jing Li's body trembled slightly, and a strange feeling spread to his heart. The two people didn't know when they stopped discussing the painting. They looked at each other infatuatedly. Zhou Zhi's super long and beautiful, perfect facial features, crystal skin, not white, but very shiny.

And his eyes are always so gentle. His whole body always makes people feel so warm. It is a kind of warmth emanating from the heart. However, anyone standing beside him can always have a special feeling of peace of mind. Jing Li stretched out his hand, stroked her face, and said faintly, "With you, really It's a blessing from my last life.

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Zhichao's eyes were slightly deep. He put his forehead against Jing Li's forehead. The two people's breaths blended together, regardless of each other, only the heart beating for each other. Zhou Zhichao bent down, his soft lips gently touched Jing Li's lips, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick her lips.

The numbness suddenly spread from the corners of her mouth to her whole body. Jing Lijue's body was soft. She leaned in Zhou Zhichao's arms, gasped softly, and Zhou Zhichao's kiss fell again and again. This time it was not as gentle as last time, but with a little urgency. This time, he actually used a kind of A very lustful tongue kiss.

It has always been dominated by Jing Li. In such a world, she almost feels that she is a strong attack and a person who will always be on it, but she doesn't know that the man in the female world is finally a man. She only feels that her body is light, and she is actually held in her arms by Zhou Zhichao.

His kiss did not change, but it was different from the past, which also aroused Jing Li's desire. He came to the back of the rockery with himself in his arms. When she was put on the bluestone board, she couldn't help thinking, whether it was possible to achieve here... field battle?

"Mother, father, are you hiding? Qing'er wants it, and Qing'er wants it too. The sudden voice shocked both of them and suddenly separated. Jing Li quickly tidied up his clothes, and his face was red. Zhou Zhichao tried his best to clear his throat, and then whispered, "Qing'er, why are you here?"

"Qing'er just came back to see if you were okay with the mother emperor. Qing'er saw you secretly coming behind the rockery. Qing'er also wants it, Qing'er also wants it, mother emperor." Qinger came over and shook Jing Li's hand. Jing Li had already sat up at this time. The child would never understand the world of adults. She just thought what she thought, which made the two people more embarrassed.

At this time, I heard a burst of footsteps running over. The sweat on my forehead quickly pulled Qinger in my arms, and then kept bending over and said, "I'm sorry, my emperor, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of the little prince, let her... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It would be better if she didn't say it. Now that she mentions it like this, she feels even more strange. Now even Zhou Zhichao doesn't know how to pick up Linglong's words. Jing Li coughed dryly, and then casually lifted her hair. Then she said, "No protection, it's just hide-and-seek. Qing'er, go back to the palace with your father's back first. It's evening, and the mother is going to see you, okay?

"Will the mother emperor really come at night?" With a red face, Qinger asked with some expectation and disbelief. Jing Li nodded heavily and said, "That's natural. What the mother said? How can it be false? Go ahead.!"

"Okay, Qing'er will wait for the mother emperor!" Qinger's whole little face exuded a shiny luster. Jing Li smiled faintly and looked at Zhou Zhichao's embarrassed face, which was also a kind of promise she gave him. Zhou Zhichao left with Qinger. Jing Li saw them go far away. Linglong knew that it was a good thing that disturbed Jing Li, and she was afraid that she had been kneeling there not far away.

Jing Li turned his eyes and looked at her and said faintly, "Get up. I don't blame you."

"Yes!" Linglong got up, raised her eyes carefully and looked at Jingli secretly. The figure was very close to her, but she always had a feeling that she could not touch. There was no longer the emperor who hugged her and called her sister, no longer the emperor who could violate the rules of a hundred years and return her daughter, and no one who had made mistakes. , she has always tolerated her own emperor, no more, no more.

The exquisite eyes gradually floated, and tears fell on her face. It was pitiful. Jing Li turned her head at the moment when she lowered her eyes, and also looked at all her frustrated. Her heart ached slightly. This maidservant has always spoiled and loved her, like a sister, Jing Li. I can't help sighing again. Sometimes if I lose trust in a person, maybe it will be difficult to find it again, right? Just like Xuan?

East Palace!

"Master!" Wan Qing stood on the edge of the palace gate, and the people in the room were far away from each other. He was still like a fairy. He was still dressed in white, still the great and gentle appearance, and the man who was light and light, which made him unable to hate and love.

"Wan Qing, are you okay recently?" Zhou Zhichao opened his mouth, and his voice was calm. He was not as flustered as she was, and he didn't care as much as she was. Her heart still couldn't suppress this sourness. She just lowered her head faintly and said softly, "Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern."

"Have you been in the palace and never left?" Zhou Zhichao opened his mouth again, but as soon as he said this, he was immediately shocked to Wan Qing. She quickly knelt on the ground on one knee and saluted with both hands, "No, the maidservant has left, but... After a long time, the maidservant came back, the maidservant...servant..."

"You still can't let go of this palace?" Her face was still so gentle, and she didn't see any dissatisfaction. The faint voice stroked the bottom of Wanqing's heart like a breeze, which made her gradually lose her heart to guard herself. She just lowered her eyes for a long time and said, "I dare not."