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Chapter 233 Supreme Honor
Jing Moye glanced at Feng Shuying a little arrogantly: "I'm not in a hurry at this moment."

As he said this, he put his hand in front of her.

In seven days, they will get married!
After they get married, he will take her to the fiefdom, and then find an opportunity to fight back to the capital, take back everything that should belong to him, and give her supreme honor.

Feng Shuying said seriously: "Of course this matter must be handled quickly."

"You have been deeply cursed, which affects your luck. The longer it is delayed, the more harmful it will be to your body."

What she was thinking was to quickly help him break the spell, and then quickly leave the capital, which was full of right and wrong.

Hou Yehou was an unknown person, but one thing he was right about was that Emperor Zhaoyuan would never allow them to get married smoothly.

It is extremely difficult for Jing Moye to return to his fiefdom.

And even if he returns to the fiefdom, there will be no peace. There are still countless battles and calculations waiting for him.

Her feelings for him now are not enough to support her to spend her life with him.

She didn't owe him anything. It suited her to help him completely remove the curse and then try to leave.

She stretched out her hand to cover his palm, closed her eyes and carefully felt the traces of the spell.

Jing Moye looked at her. She looked serious and less cheerful than usual. She was really pretty.

Her concern for him was like the warm sun in winter, making him feel the warmth of the world.

He used to hate this dirty world, but because of her presence, he looked forward to and liked this world a little more.

After Feng Shuying carefully examined him, she put her hand on his forehead and gently recited Taoist scriptures to wash away some of the evil spirits caused by the spell.

As those evil spirits were cleared away, Jing Moye felt warm all over.

The warmth in her palm made him nostalgic, and he unconsciously leaned against her palm.

Qin Zhijian was standing aside, but when he saw this scene, he stepped back with great interest.

For those who practice Taoism, pressing your hands on the other person's eyebrows is like pressing on the other person's spiritual platform, and you can feel his emotions.

His dependence at this time was completely different from his usual arrogant and paranoid appearance. She could almost touch the tenderness in his heart.

This surprised Feng Shuying, because in her heart, she always felt that his heart should be cold, and his liking was also a bit offensive.

She never thought that Jing Moye, who looked paranoid and cold on the outside, would have such a soft heart.

Her heart beat faster unconsciously, because she could feel that his softness was because of her.

Her determination to leave before gave way to hesitation at this moment.

She is not hard-hearted, nor does she dislike him...

Feng Shuying bit her lip lightly, suppressed the complicated thoughts in her heart, and withdrew her hand.

Jing Moye looked at her, his peach blossom eyes as dark as ink, seeming to be able to see into her heart.

She coughed slightly and then said: "I have removed the evil spirit from the prince's body, so that he will not be hurt by my evil spirit when the curse is lifted."

"Now I can undo the curse for the prince. The whole process may be a bit painful. Please bear with it."

Under normal circumstances, resolving the curse will not cause pain, but the curse placed by the Heavenly Master on Jing Moye is imprinted on Jing Moye's soul.

So he had to peel off the spell from his soul bit by bit. He had been under the spell for too long and the two were almost fused together, so it would be a little painful to remove the spell.

Jing Moye nodded: "Okay."

Feng Shuying took out the things needed to break the curse from her space bracelet, set up a formation, and asked him to stand in it.

After he entered, she activated the formation to break the curse for him.

Jing Moye felt the formation start up and the pain engraved on his soul.

A thin line of cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to the severe pain, but he didn't hum the whole time. After Feng Shuying solved the curse for him, she was sweating all over.

She couldn't undo this spell just after she traveled through time, and she couldn't undo it when the Heavenly Master was still alive.

Because the Celestial Master's Taoism is much deeper than hers, as long as she uses this spell, the Celestial Master will definitely notice it and attack her through this spell.

If she and Tianshi faced each other head-on, she would definitely be the one who died.

It will also have a very bad impact on Jing Moye and may exhaust his luck and kill him in an instant.

She stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the spell has been completely lifted."

"From now on, no matter whether the Heavenly Master's spirit body is still there or not, he can no longer harm the prince."

Jing Moye opened his eyes and looked at her. Her face was pale and she looked very weak.

He walked up to her, stretched out his hand to support her, and asked, "What about you?"

Feng Shuying asked with some confusion: "What?"

Jing Moye asked her: "Then will you hurt me?"

Feng Shuying smiled and said: "Of course not."

Jing Moye looked at her steadily and said nothing.

Feng Shuying felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her and asked, "Why is the prince looking at me like this?"

Jing Moye whispered: "Feng Shuying, we are getting married in seven days."

Feng Shuying nodded: "I know."

Jing Moye's eyes moved slightly: "You don't seem to be happy at all about getting married."

Feng Shuying sighed: "It's not like the prince doesn't know that we are unlikely to get married smoothly."

"The road ahead is difficult and dangerous, and my life may not be saved. Where will this joy come from?"

Jing Moye narrowed his eyes slightly and asked softly: "Are you still unwilling to marry me?"

Feng Shuying chuckled softly: "What should I say about this? It's not that I don't want to. Now that my life and the prince's are connected, I have no choice."

As soon as Jing Moye heard this, he knew that she was still unwilling.

It's just that she changed her way of speaking to a relatively tactful way compared to her direct and sharp denial before.

Before she lifted the curse on him, he really thought she cared about him.

It was just that he could feel her emotions while she was undoing the curse for him.

Although he didn't know how a woman felt when facing the person she liked, he knew that it would never be like this for her.

He was filled with joy because he was getting married to her, but he didn't feel any joy in her body at all.

He only felt her wariness and helplessness towards him, so she was still lying to him to this day.

He knew that she had never been willing to marry him. She had no choice but to agree to marry him that day. Now it seems that it will not be expedient.

Not a single word of truth came from her mouth.

At this moment, Jing Moye realized what it means to love but not have it.

The corners of his lips raised slightly: "Since you have no choice, then don't choose."

"You stay by my side obediently all your life, and I will be kind to you."

Feng Shuying raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "Okay."

Jing Moye didn't say anything, he bent down to pick her up and took her back to the room.