Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Feng Lingyan's dead duck's mouth was stiff, and he curled his mouth: "Where do I have it?!"

"If you're not nervous, why is your heart beating so fast?" Gong Yanmo bluntly pierced her.

"I... I'm nervous about my illness—can my martial arts recover?" Feng Lingyan successfully changed the subject.

Gong Yanmo smiled slightly, watching her without speaking.

Under his gaze, Feng Lingyan felt like he was going to burn. [

She jumped up suddenly, and said fiercely: "Not to mention falling down. Hmph, you are a fake doctor, and there are diseases that you can't cure."

Gong Yanmo sighed: "Idiot, your martial arts can naturally be recovered. It is probably because your injury was too severe that time, and the eight meridians were injured, so your internal energy was spent at the same time. In the last three to five years, your health has improved, and your martial arts will naturally come back. Don’t worry too much.”

Three years or five years?so long? !

The corners of Feng Lingyan's lips twitched.

Wouldn't it be three years or five years before she turned 20?

By that time, who knows if this princess has become a princess of subjugation——

She sighed, and suddenly said: "Fanxiang, although the crown prince is not a talent for governing the country, he treats you fairly well and treats you as a friend. If—I mean, if, if there is such a day, please Show mercy and save his life."

Gong Yanmo's expression moved slightly, he held her hand, and looked into her eyes with a half smile but not a smile: "Little rabbit, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Feng Lingyan lowered her eyes, and smiled faintly: "Hehe, it's nothing. I just said one more thing, I just hope you understand, no matter the emperor or the prince, although they have some failures as a monarch, they are all me. family. Give me a family. I hope they will not have a bad ending."

Gong Yanmo: "..."