Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

651 Reconciliation 1
Feng Qi smiled softly, "If there's another time, I'm probably really out of my mind."

Linyue leaned against him quietly, remained silent for a while, and said, "Feng Qi, who is that Hong Shang?"

"Hong Shang?" Feng Qi couldn't help but look at her cautiously, "Have you taken a fancy to him?"

"Why did you fall in love with him?" Linyue was stunned, and then realized what he meant, with black lines all over his face, "What are you thinking about? Am I a nympho?"

"It's not you who is a nympho, but Hong Shang, who is indeed irresistible to women in the world." Feng Qi couldn't help but sigh when thinking of Hong Shang's captivating face and unparalleled elegance, "Hong Shang He has never shown his face in front of others, so the world does not know him, otherwise he may be the most powerful person in the world."

If anyone in the world had seen Hong Shang, it would be enough to cause countless amazement and shock.

"His appearance is indeed breathtakingly beautiful." Linyue lowered his eyes, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes, "Not only is his appearance breathtakingly beautiful, but the aura around him is also so mysterious that people can't see through it."

After a pause, Linyue raised her eyes slightly and looked at Feng Qi, "Although he calls you Lord, I don't think he is an ordinary subordinate, and he doesn't have the humbleness and obedience of being subordinate to others. "

"Your feeling is right." Feng Qi nodded, her gentle tone was a little apologetic, "But Linyue, I can't tell you his origin, it's not deliberately concealing, but I made a promise to him. I am the only one who knows his identity in the mainland of Kyushu."

Linyue was silent when she heard the words, and then she chuckled, "One promise from a gentleman weighs more than a thousand catties, not to mention that you are the Son of Heaven, you are supposed to keep your word."

She didn't care about the origin of the man in red. Although she was a little curious, if she really couldn't tell, she wouldn't force him.

"I'm sorry, Linyue." Feng Qi smiled wryly, "Actually, according to our relationship, it doesn't matter if I tell you, anyway, you won't spread the word—"

"Feng Qi." Raising her plain hand lightly, her slender index finger rested between Feng Qi's lips, Lin Yue gently shook her head, "No need to explain, I don't care about this insignificant issue, let alone the key to this matter is not ours. It’s not about how close your relationship is, it’s about your commitment to him first.”

A gentleman makes a promise, and Linyue can feel it. When Feng Qi made such a promise to the man in red, it must have been before he knew her. How could she let Feng Qi do it just because of her insignificant curiosity? Something to regret?
However, even Feng Qi kept it a secret so carefully, which shows how mysterious the origin of the man in red is - perhaps, his origin itself is not very mysterious, but it is because few people know that it makes people urgent want to know.

"Since his identity can't be said, I don't want to ask, it doesn't matter to me anyway." Linyue said, "As long as he can save Chu Feimo."

Having said that, she looked at Feng Qi solemnly, "Can he save it?"

"...can be saved." Feng Qi was silent for a moment before gently nodding his head, "For Chu Feimo, the Nine Turns Soul Cultivating Pill is a life-saving medicine. It can not only save his life, but also prevent his body from aging. , Let him restore his previous appearance, but there is one thing - after he wakes up, he will become an ordinary person, without supernatural powers, and no longer have the ability to see or see, or he is no longer good at even the most basic astrology and divination .”

Hearing this, Linyue glanced at him in surprise, then frowned, "Really?"

"Really." Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed her hair, kissed her forehead, and said in a low voice, "But I think it doesn't matter whether he has supernatural powers or not. There is nothing wrong with life, and you are happy and relaxed.”

Linyue thought about it after hearing the words, and then agreed with him.

Chu Feimo is indeed indifferent to fame and fortune. Since they met till now, only he has devoted himself to them and never asked for anything in return. Even... Lin Yue frowned, only to belatedly realize that this For more than a year, she seemed to have taken Chu Feimo's help to them as a matter of course, and never really asked him if he wanted to live such a life?
Linyue has never asked him why he would do his best to help them, even disregarding the very possibility of bringing him a life-saving consequence?
Linyue made up her mind that when Chu Feimo woke up, she must ask.

Thinking like this, she looked at Feng Qi, "Since we have decided to save Chu Feimo, should we hurry up?"

"Don't worry." Feng Qi comforted with a gentle smile, "It doesn't matter if it's sooner or later, it will be done within seven days. You were in a bad mood last night. I'll take you to the Royal Garden first to relax and relieve your anxiety. Relieve your mood?"

Lin Yue raised her brows lightly, "I'm in a much better mood already."

Feng Qi insisted, "It's always good to walk more, and the fresh air in the imperial garden is good for your body."

"Are you not worried about being assassinated again?"

"With my protection, there won't be any danger." Feng Qi's tone was calm, but he was obviously extremely conceited.

After finishing speaking, he carefully helped Linyue up from the bed, and squatted down himself, helping her put on the soft flat crested boots.

Linyue lowered her eyes, her eyes touched the washboard in front of Feng's couch, her eyes were startled, she pursed her lips lightly, "Feng Qi."

"Huh?" Feng Qi looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

Linyue patted the soft place beside her, "Sit here."

Feng Qi was puzzled, and looked down at her hand, which was still holding one of her boots, and raised her hand to signal, "Put this on first."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and carefully put on and took off her boots, then stood up, and sat beside her suspiciously under the signal of her eyes.

Linyue got up to stay on the bed, walked not far away and rummaged for a while, Feng Qi followed her figure suspiciously, saw her quickly turn around and come back, and brought a delicate white jade bottle, standing in front of him.Feng Qi was about to ask, but Lin Yue said: "Put your legs on the bed."

"Why?" Feng Qi blinked, and said in a strange tone: "Linyue, although I am very happy that you are in such a good mood, but it is broad daylight, and you have never been so proactive—"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Linyue glared at him angrily, lifted the hem of his uniform, rolled up his white trousers from the ankles, and looked at the clear prints on his knees. Slightly swollen ribs, the corners of her lips tightened a bit, and the apex of her heart hurt a little, but she snorted coldly: "Next time, see if you dare to make me angry."

Feng Qi knew her intention, and couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, "I heard that the washboard is a common tool used by folk wives to punish their husbands. In my opinion, it is also a kind of fun."

(End of this chapter)