The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 19 You slowly enjoy the elixir

The expressions of Ling Feng and Ling Shan suddenly became very exciting.

"Very good." Mo Junting's eyes became colder, "Take it back!"

"No, I'll go by myself." Yan Zhixin stood up with difficulty, and just as she moved her foot, she gasped in pain.

The foot is twisted.

Ling Feng subconsciously reached out to help, but seeing Mo Junting's rage, the lines on his handsome face were as deep as a knife, and his deep eyes were more dangerous than a knife's edge. He stopped his movements abruptly, and called the panicked maid over .

Passing the long wisteria flower gallery on the maid's back, strings of wisterias hang down, glowing with dreamy colors in the sun, within reach.

Yan Zhixin looked at the wisteria flowers, and a castle came into view inadvertently.

The majestic castle, the spire seems to be inserted into the sky, calm and unhurried, but it is detached from everything under the bright sun, and it keeps people away thousands of miles away.

She finally knew where she was.

As we all know, Emperor Bingshan has an island in Haishi, named Junlin Island, and there is a castle on the island that attracts worldwide attention.

And the owner of the castle, that is, the man in front of him who is said to be cold and abstinent and untainted by mortals, is actually a crazy man who was once known as the "prince in the castle".

It now appears that there is no prince in the castle.

There are only psychos in the castle.

And very sick.

King's Landing Island is his private territory, so I'm afraid there won't be a ferry, so it's a little difficult for her to leave...

At the same time, Ling Feng, who was one step behind Mo Junting, was sending a message to Mo Junting.

"Miss Yan just dislocated her ankle joint, just take the potion and rub it lightly for 10 minutes." In order to prevent Mo Junting from cutting off his hand in a rage, Ling Feng asked bravely, "Master, look? "

Mo Junting said lightly, "I'll come."

Wow, bet right.

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and risked his life to advise him: "Master, please be as gentle as possible. Miss Yan is very afraid of you now. If she can't think about it and jumps into the sea, it will be much more difficult to save than jumping off a building."

Mo Junting tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Ling Feng's body like fire, as if he was going to burn a hole in his chest, and it seemed like frost was falling straight down, freezing thousands of miles away.

"You care about her?"

"No, no!" Ling Feng hurriedly explained, "Before extracting the substance that can effectively treat insomnia, she is your only elixir. I just want her to live longer and let you sleep more soundly."

Mo Junting's sexy and beautiful lips curled up slowly: "Really?"

The young master actually laughed!

There is a play!

"Master, I'm going to finish the thousand push-ups first, you enjoy the elixir slowly!" After sending the message, Ling Feng put Ling Shan on the shoulder and retreated decisively.

The maid carried Yan Zhixin back to the living room, put her on the sofa, helped her take off her shoes, fetched water to help her wash her feet, wiped them dry, and retreated.

Only she and Mo Junting were left in the living room.

Yan Zhixin wrapped her hands tightly around herself, forming a posture of self-protection.

Nothing works.

She can't escape.

Mo Junting looked at her with lowered eyebrows.

Her quiet appearance was surprisingly amazing.

Clear, pure, like the moonlight of the fifteenth day, and like the water of Tianchi.

People can't help but want to destroy her, but they are reluctant to do it.

His gaze moved slowly down from her face, to her ankles.

The curve of the calf is smooth and graceful, the white and slender ankle, the five toes are round and delicate, like a blossoming jade lotus, the only abrupt thing is the red swelling on the ankle.

Sitting down beside her, he reached out and held her calf.

(End of this chapter)