The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 440 439: Yaoyao is imprisoned

Jimo Hanjin smiled darkly: "Bai Yiting, you have to think about it. If you don't stand by my side, you will definitely feel better. After getting along for so long, you know my tricks."

He didn't want to give up on Bai Yiting, mainly because he wanted to rely on him to find a solution to his illness.

Bai Yiting guessed that Jimo Hanjin would not let him go easily, he was not Jing Moyan.

"I'm sorry, I've made up my mind, I won't follow you again to cause harm to the common people."

After finishing speaking, Bai Yiting turned around and left with Wu Yu, Wu Yu still wanted to save Nan Zhuohua, but he was comforted by him: "We can't save the empress now, so leave first and make a long-term plan."

With Jimo Hanjin around, they had no other way out but death.

Wu Yu pursed her lower lip, and followed Bai Yiting away.

Jimo Hanjin clenched his palms tightly, his eyes darkened, "Overestimate your own strength."

Instead of chasing Bai Yiting and the others, he returned to the palace.

As long as Nan Zhuohua is in hand, he may not be able to catch all of them.

It was only after nightfall that the imperial city calmed down. The flames of war were raging everywhere, covering the night sky with a layer of smog. The ground was covered with severed limbs and wreckage, and the imperial city of Xirong became a purgatory on earth.

The people of Xirong were killed and injured countless times, and Jimo Hanjin regarded their lives as ants and didn't care about their lives at all.

Half of the soldiers on Dajin's side also died. Junye and Jing Yu led people to evacuate a few miles away. Nan Zhuohua was arrested, and each of them was worried.

If the Queen had any accidents, then they didn't have to go back to Dajin, and just apologized with death in Xirong.

In Weiyang Palace, Nan Zhuohua was imprisoned in a side hall, with iron chains on her hands and feet, and Jimo Hanjin sealed several acupuncture points of her to prevent her from performing exercises.

With his hands and feet bound and unable to use his spiritual power, Nan Zhuohua had very little chance of escaping.

The door of the hall was pushed open, and it was Jing Moyan who came in, with food in his hands.

Nan Zhuohua sat cross-legged on the bed, lightly closing his eyes.

Jing Moyan approached lightly, put the food on the side table, walked up to Nan Zhuohua, as if afraid of disturbing her, quietly looked at her small face.

Unable to resist stretching out his hand, wanting to caress her cheek, Nan Zhuohua opened his eyes in vain and avoided his hand.

Jing Moyan put down his hand, and said softly apologetically, "I've wronged you by keeping you here."

Nan Zhuohua sneered: "Then let me go."

He said: "I can't bear it."

Nan Zhuohua closed his eyes expressionlessly.

Jing Moyan sat in front of her, stirring gently with a bowl of white fungus porridge, and when the heat dissipated, he put a small spoonful of it and put it near Nan Zhuohua's mouth to feed her.

"It's not hot anymore, just right."

Nan Zhuohua pursed his lips tightly, not intending to drink.

Jing Moyan coaxed patiently: "Even if you don't want to eat, you still have to think about the baby in your stomach."

Nan Zhuohua's eyes were alert for a moment, and he protected his abdomen with his hands.

Jing Moyan smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I won't hurt him, there is no poison in this porridge, not to mention he is protected by a demon spirit, no poison can harm him."

Nan Zhuohua still didn't eat it.

Jing Moyan sighed softly: "If Yun Ranyue saw you like this, he would definitely feel distressed, but he can't see it now, what he sees is me, and the one who feels distressed is also me." He said helplessly, "Yaoyao, what do you want me to do? That's good."

"Let me go," Nan Zhuohua's voice became hoarse.

"No, it's still the same sentence, I don't want to part with it," Jing Moyan put down the bowl, brushed the broken hair by her ear, with sadness between his brows, he said, "heartbroken torture, lovesickness is exhausting, you let me taste it." Over and over, Yaoyao, you are biased."

Nan Zhuohua sneered: "When you love someone, your heart is biased."

Jing Moyan smiled: "In front of the word 'love', we are all selfish and eccentric, so if I lock you up, Yaoyao don't blame me." His eyes were soft and obsessive: "Yaoyao is like this Always be by my side, okay, I will hide you and prevent anyone from finding you."

Nan Zhuohua darkened: "You are crazy."

"Yaoyao thinks I'm crazy," Jing Moyan chuckled, his eyes full of paranoia.

If you meet her, you are not crazy.

He said regretfully: "In these years, the one thing I regret the most is that I didn't snatch you back from Jing Yuanzhao back then."

When she was still Crown Princess Jing Yuanzhao, he should have snatched her back. If that was the case, could the subsequent tragedies be avoided.

She will not die, nor experience the pain of rebirth.

It's a pity that at that time, he could only hide his love for her in his heart in consideration of morality and etiquette.

Nan Zhuohua twitched the corner of his lips, his eyes were calm: "Jing Moyan, you want to keep me by your side forever, but Jimo Hanjin doesn't, he just wants my life."

The two of them had opposite ideas about her, one wanted her and the other wanted to kill her.

Jing Moyan said softly, "I will discuss it with him, I won't let him hurt you, Yaoyao can rest assured to stay by my side."

"If you imprison me like this, Yue Ya'er will never let you go if she knows about it."

"He doesn't have a demon spirit now, so he's not my opponent. Besides, he doesn't have many days to live."

Nan Zhuohua's eyes trembled suddenly, and he suddenly remembered that Yueya'er only had one month left.

"After Yun Ranyue dies, no one can snatch you away from me anymore," Jing Moyan said happily.

Nan Zhuohua's eyes were calm: "He will not die."

Jing Moyan smiled, instead of arguing with her about this issue, he picked up the tremella porridge at the side and fed it to her again, Nan Zhuohua remained silent.

"Forget it, don't eat it if you don't want to eat it, the porridge is already cold, I'll ask someone to cook another bowl later," Jing Moyan was very patient, always smiling warmly at her.

"You rest first, I'll come to see you later," Jing Moyan got up and left with the bowl in hand.

After he left, Nan Zhuohua closed her eyes tiredly. She was pregnant, and her energy was not as good as before.

At the hour of Xu, the night outside the window was getting darker.

The door was pushed open again, and the footsteps of the person came very lightly.

"Feng Yao."

The voice was cold, so that Nan Zhuohua knew who it was when he heard it.

She opened her eyes, and saw Gu Qingyun standing in front of her.

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyebrows, as expected: "You are indeed by Jing Moyan's side."

When Gu Qingyun ran away, she wondered where she would go, and finally thought of Jing Moyan.

Gu Qingyun sneered lightly: "It's not all thanks to you."

If the Gu family survived, she would not be displaced.

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyes: "No, the Gu family is to blame."

Gu Qingyun retorted speechlessly, the Gu family was able to go to the point of extinction, it was indeed their own fault.

Nan Zhuohua said: "Your aunt also died in it. When you ran away, didn't you think about taking her away?" She bent her mouth and smiled softly: "Before she died, I went to see her." , she begged me to let her go, but I didn't let her go, I said, if you don't save her as a daughter, why should I save her?"

After hearing her words, Gu Qingyun did not fluctuate in any way, her eyebrows and eyes were cold: "If you die, you will die. It can only be said that her life is not good."

Nan Zhuohua closed her eyes and sneered, she said that if Gu Qingyun became ruthless, she would be ruthless than anyone else.

"A person who used to be a doctor with a benevolent heart has now become a Buddha's mouth and a snake's heart."

This sentence made Gu Qingyun laugh out loud, her eyes were sad and her eyes were sad, her voice was a little excited: "But what can I do, if I don't resist, I will be at the mercy of others, I just want to live for myself, Is this wrong? My father asked me to marry Jing Yuanyi, regardless of my feelings, and only cared about my interests, because I am a concubine and my status is not high, so I have to make sacrifices, but why should it be me. "

She clutched her chest and wept sadly: "Feng Yao, I am also a person, not an object, I also have my own thoughts, and I also want to live for myself."

She used to be in the Gu family, not fighting or robbing, not fighting with anyone, and living a cautious life. At that time, she did have the benevolence of a doctor who can help the world, and more importantly, she wanted to cure Jing Moyan's serious illness.

She doesn't want much, as long as she can be with the person she loves, even if he doesn't have her in his heart, she is willing.

But fate is so unfair, against her everywhere, if she doesn't want to obey God's will, then she can only resist.

After all, Gu Qingyun is also a poor person.

After going through so much, she has changed a long time ago. She has become cold-hearted and indifferent. The only thing that remains the same is her feelings for Jing Moyan.

She loves the same deeply, with the same paranoia.

She looked at Nan Zhuohua with jealousy hidden in her eyes: "I really envy you. Even if you live your life again, there are still many people around you who are good to you. It was Jing Yuanzhao who was obsessed with you in the past. Now Yunranyue regards you as a treasure, Jingli never forgets you, why are you always so lucky."

During the time around Jing Moyan, she also learned about Nan Zhuohua's past and present lives, knowing that she was reborn by Yun Ranyue with a secret technique.

Gu Qingyun sneered and said: "When you were in the Gu family, even if everyone in the family was against you and tried their best to bully you, you could save yourself from danger. You have Yun Ranyue behind you, and my father can't You can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want, Feng Yao, I really envy you."

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyes and smiled lazily: "Envy me? There is really no need. What I have now is all in exchange for a lifetime of suffering. What I have experienced before is far more than what you have endured. "

Gu Qingyun only sees her glamor now, but she has never seen her bruises in her previous life. What she has today is also bought with her life.

"But Jingli's love for you, I can't help but not envy, and I can't help not being jealous." Gu Qingyun's eyes were a little desolate, and she smiled bitterly: "Heartbroken torture, lovesickness is exhausting, why don't I just taste it?" do."

These words were said by Jing Moyan to Nan Zhuohua.

"You just overheard my conversation with Jing Moyan," Nan Zhuohua frowned.

Gu Qingyun generously admitted, and laughed at herself: "I was jealous, I couldn't bear it, I saw what he said to you, so I eavesdropped on your conversation," she smiled bitterly, "He really treats you with affection Shen, in order to get you, he actually thought of imprisoning you by his side forever."

He loves Nan Zhuohua and becomes a demon.

She loves him like crazy.

They were all poisoned by emotion and became crazy.

Nan Zhuohua squinted his eyes lightly, and said softly: "You love Jing Moyan deeply, and you definitely don't want to see him keep me by your side."

Gu Qingyun condensed her face: "So, what do you want to say?"

"Look for a chance and let me go," Nan Zhuohua's slightly narrowed eyes flickered with fragments of light.

(End of this chapter)