Chapter 72 Jing Feng's Confession

Although she is not her own mother, at least psychologically, she is the closest person to herself. She is not as lonely as she is now. Jing Li raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. Linglong immediately brought her a cup of boiling water. Jing Li did not wake up for three days and has not eaten for three days. She took a small sip. With his mouth and stomach, his body suddenly felt much better.

"Why don't you see the queen? How is he? Didn't those people hurt him that day?" After thinking about the person who came, even Jing Feng saw it. He didn't see Yin Zhaoyu alone, which made Jing Li very worried. Linglong shook his head and said, "No, no, emperor, don't worry. When the palace master came back that day, he was just scared. The emperor was unconscious. The palace owner was very worried. He was locked in the Buddha hall to pray for the emperor for three days. It's night, and there is not a drop of water and rice.

"What?" Jing Li felt a pain in her heart, and she was both distressed and moved. She forcibly propped up her body and said anxiously, "Linglong, go to the Buddha Hall quickly and tell Zhaoyu that I woke up and let him come to see me."

"Yes!" Linglong answered and immediately went out. After a while, Yin Zhaoyu came. In just three days, after seeing Yin Zhaoyu, Jing Li felt like it had been three years. His hair was messy, his face was haggard, the corners of his mouth were dry, and the most neat clothes all over his body were.

"Zhaoyu, why are you so naughty? If you don't take good care of yourself, it makes me feel so sad!" Holding his hand, Jing Li did not lie this time. Seeing that Yin Zhaoyu was not moved by her like this, it was all false.

Before Yin Zhaoyu opened his mouth, his tears fell first. He held Jing Li's hand hard and couldn't say a word. He just cried and kept crying. Finally, he couldn't suppress his emotions. He suddenly held Jing Li in his arms and clenched his lips to suppress his crying.

"It's okay. It's okay. It's all over. It's all over!" Patting his body, Jing Li coaxed softly. Linglong saw them like this and kept wiping her tears. Based on the fact that both of them had not eaten for three days, the imperial doctor gave them a medicine together. People said that they were in a good mood and all diseases had subsided. Since Jing Li woke up, Yin Zhaoyu recovered quickly, and a few days were like It's the same as before.

After a few days of recuperation, Jing Li's body is much better. Although she still has chest tightness and chest pain, at least she doesn't have that feeling of suffocation. After a few days of leisure, she reminds her of Zhou Zhichao, the talent who has no chance. She didn't blame Wan Qing for being so hostile to herself. The old and young died tragically. Even if she killed herself, it was not too much.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. She still sits alone as if she doesn't know the time!

"Your Majesty, you haven't recovered yet. How can you come out to blow the wind?" With the sound, a thick mant also fell down. Jing Li parted his face and looked at the person who came with a faint smile and said, "Wind, why is it you?"

"In the past few days, the emperor is seriously ill, and I am very worried. Fortunately, the palace owner has been with the emperor, which makes me feel a little relieved. The slave saw that the emperor had been sitting here for a long time, and his mind was suddenly clear, but he was thinking about the guest?

Jing Li smiled again, withdrew her eyes and shook her head and said, "No, my injury is not done by those guests."

Her words surprised Jing Feng and immediately said, "Isn't it the guest? Who is that? Is it... Is it the prime minister..."

"No!" Before Jing Feng finished speaking, Jing Li interrupted him. Jing Feng didn't go on when he saw this. He just accompanied her quietly. Jing Li seemed to have no intention to mention this matter. He just let go of the topic and said softly, "I'm injured. Feng must be worried!"

"I am incompetent and can't protect the emperor. I am willing to beg the emperor. If the emperor goes out of the palace or how, can I always take the slave as before? Although the slave is useless, I can die for the emperor!"

Jing left her face and looked at Jing Feng's serious face. She shook her head with a smile and said, "In the past? Do you know the wind? I don't even remember what you know in the past.

"No... don't remember?" Jing Feng whispered sadly, and then said with a sad smile, "I have felt it for a long time, but it doesn't matter. As long as I can stay by the emperor's side, I will be satisfied."

"Wind, did I... treat you well in the past?" Her eyes crossed the Jingfeng and looked at the sky blankly. Jing Li has been quiet these days. She is calming her own person, and at the same time, she is also calming her heart. It is so difficult to be a person. It is easy to be a person without memory, but it is really difficult to be a person who pretends to have other people's memories.

Hearing Jing Li's question, Jing Feng was stunned at first, and then quickly fell into endless memories. A happy smile appeared on his face and he said slowly, "Once upon a time, when the emperor was still the prince, he was flamboyant and cute. Everyone thought that the prince was a bad guy, but they didn't know. The prince is really a good person. Everything they see is fake. The prince is a very kind-hearted person. She can't even step on an ant. How can she hurt people?

"But for the sake of Dajing, in order to survive, the prince still learned to kill. Every time she kills people, she will not eat or drink for several days. She often says that she will not live long. She said that she often dreams of being killed by the prime minister with a sword. At this time, she holds the slave in her arms and drives away her inner fear."

Jing Feng's eyes turned red as he spoke. Jing Li listened and listened and tears slowly flowed out. She didn't know why she was crying. That was not her story at all, but her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe. She felt that kind of pain!

It turns out that everything about the prince in the past is a fake! It turned out that she was looking forward to the day when she was breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly. Jing Feng continued, "But when the former emperor asked the prince to marry the prince to marry the Mr. Yin family, the prince's suppressed mood finally broke out. She fled. She didn't want to bear the imperial dynasty of the Jing family, but at this time she was defeated. Everyone thought it was accidental, but It was me and the third prince who knew that this was by no means accidental. The prince escaped from marriage, and the people who lost the most were the Yin family. They... would not give up.

"Later... The former emperor passed away, the prince ascended the throne, and then became the emperor. The emperor changed after that. The change began to change from passive to active. The slave's heart saw hope again. The slave's heart was really happy. The happy master, who was happy, finally turned passive into power, for the big jing, and sought a future for himself. "

"Wind!" Jing Li held her hand tightly. She looked at him. Her heart was full of ups and downs, which was difficult. This feeling was completely different from being with Yin Zhaoyu. Yin Zhaoyu was a good man. Jing Li knew, but she always had a feeling of coping with him.