After being transformed into a metaphysics poisonous concubine, the Yin Prey Prince was taken advant

So Qiao Ling saw him walking to the door aggressively, only to shrink back as soon as his feet crossed the threshold.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned back and sat down next to Qiao Ling.

Qiao Ling looked at him, he touched his bald head and said, "I remembered, I can't beat him."

When Qiao Ling heard this, she gave him a big roll of her eyes and cursed: "Master is in trouble, so forget it if I can't help, but I can't help her!"

"What does my young lady need from you?"

The abbot thought for a moment and said, "Master probably thinks that my talisman sells well and can make money for her."

Qiao Ling: "..."

She doesn't want to pay attention to him at all!

The abbot said again: "You are an evil spirit. After Master's accident, didn't you see her soul?"

Qiao Ling shook her head: "When the accident happened to the lady, the fire was so intense that I couldn't get close at all."

"I was underground at the time and didn't see the lady at all. Her spirit body was probably burned away by the fire..."

She felt so sad when she said this that she couldn't help crying again.

The abbot's head hurt from her crying, and he advised her, "Stop crying. Maybe the master is not dead?"

Qiao Ling looked at him, and he felt terrified at the sight, and said, "Judging from Master's appearance, her life span has not been cut off."

"Maybe... I mean, she just made a joke on us, she is not dead."

Qiao Ling suddenly remembered what Feng Shuying said when he asked her to leave, and she stood up immediately.

The abbot looked at her and said, "Why are you so excited?"

Qiao Ling looked at him with wide eyes and said: "Since you said that the lady is not dead, then you can rescue her!"

The abbot looked back at her and said, "I don't have that ability."

When Qiao Ling heard what he said, she wanted to slap him in the ear, but her mind also became active.

The abbot said with some embarrassment: "It's just that there are too many variables in this world, and some people die in vain before their life span is reached."

"Although this is an accident, if you die, you probably won't be able to come back."

Qiao Ling stared at him blankly for a while and then said, "You've been talking for a long time, and all you said is nonsense!"

The abbot touched his nose and pretended that he had never said those words.

Both of them sat and watched.

They stayed there all night, and Jing Moye never came out.

Early the next morning, Qiao Ling was going to take Feng Shuying out of the palace. She was shocked when she entered.

For no other reason, Jing Moye, who was staying by Feng Shuying's side, turned gray overnight.

Qiao Ling had always been a little afraid of him and thought he was very powerful, but she did not expect that Jing Moye would completely change his appearance overnight.

When she came, she had gathered all her energy, wanting to scold him severely, and then take the opportunity to take Feng Shuying away.

But when she saw his appearance now, she couldn't even curse him with those cruel words.

But Jing Moye asked very calmly: "Are you here to take her away?"

He had been sitting here all night, and when he spoke now, his voice was much hoarse than usual.

After hearing what he said, Qiao Ling straightened her chest and said, "Yes, if you want to stop me, even if I fight to my death today, I will still..."

"Take her away." Jing Moye interrupted her.

Qiao Ling was originally prepared to fight with him today, but she didn't expect him to be so talkative at this time. She looked at him in surprise.

He whispered: "When she was alive, she didn't like me and always wanted to leave me."

"I killed her in a single thought. She is not willing to see me even after she dies. How can I force her again?"

Yesterday the abbot came to call for Feng Shuying's soul, but he was unsuccessful. In his opinion, this meant that Feng Shuying didn't want to see him.

He had already forced herself on her several times, but at this point, he didn't have the nerve to force her again.

Qiao Ling said: "Assuming you still have some conscience, I will take the young lady away now."

Jing Moye said softly: "Wait a moment."

Qiao Ling said cautiously: "You won't regret it, right?"

Jing Moye shook his head, and he gently bent down, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.

He said softly: "I originally wanted to accompany you, but I think you don't want to see me at all and don't want me to accompany you."

"God was open-minded and sent you to me, but I failed to cherish you. I deserve to die alone."

He reached out to hold Feng Shuying's hand and pressed it against his face, then put her hand down and took a step back.

As soon as he stepped away, Qiao Ling immediately picked up Feng Shuying and walked out.

Jing Moye added, "You might scare people if you carry her out like this. I'll prepare a driver and a carriage for you."

Seeing Qiao Ling's eyes full of wariness, he explained: "I have no other intention, it's just to facilitate your actions."

"After leaving the city, the carriage will come back in a carriage and will not follow you again."

Qiao Ling thought for a while and did not refuse his proposal. He moved Feng Shuying into the carriage and asked the guards to drive them out of the city.

The palace coup is not over yet, and the city gate is closed at this time.

However, the city gate had long been controlled by Jing Moye. When the coachman brought his order, the soldiers opened the city gate and let them out of the city.

When Qin Zhijian saw Jing Moye's head full of white hair, he was shocked and said, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Mo Yehun said nonchalantly: "I am fine."

Qin Zhijian felt that he didn't look like he was okay at this time.

It's just that at this point, it's superfluous to say anything.

Qin Zhijian originally wanted to ask Jing Moye if it would be inappropriate to let Qiao Ling take Feng Shuying away like this.

But when he saw Jing Moye's head full of white hair, he decided that he would never mention Feng Shuying's name in front of him again.

He then said: "There are many ministers coming outside. Would you like to meet them, Your Majesty?"

Jing Moye nodded: "See you."

Qin Zhijian didn't expect that he would agree so neatly, and he had some worry in his eyes.

Jing Moye said quietly: "As you said, when I initiated the palace change, I had no way of turning back."

"At this moment, I will give an explanation to those who support me."

"They have staked their fortunes and lives for me, and I cannot let them down again."

Qin Zhijian looked at Jing Moye who was so calm and knew what kind of sadness was hidden under his calmness.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes and said softly: "I'll make arrangements now."

After Qiao Ling took Feng Shuying out of the city, she asked the guards to leave, and she carried Feng Shuying into a forest.

After entering the forest, she gently pushed Feng Shuying: "Miss, there is no one here, please wake up."

Feng Shuying didn't respond, her whole body was still stiff.

Qiao Ling's newly born hope was shattered again. She was so sad that no matter how hard she pushed Feng Shuying, she didn't wake up.

Qiao Ling cried for a long time and saw that Feng Shuying was still unconscious. It had been almost three days since Feng Shuying was burned to death.

Even if people can fake death, she looks like this now, and she is so dead that she can't be more transparent... (End of this chapter)