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Chapter 1117 Believe in You
Chapter 1117 Believe in You
Seeing Lian Yan sitting in Feng Jue's arms, Lingyue felt that something was wrong, and said, "Your Highness, I let you carry Yan'er into the carriage just now, let me do it now, Yan'er is naughty, don't take your Highness The clothes are dirty." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take Lian Yan.

But Feng Jue said, "Your hand was injured, Yan'er is heavy, you are not suitable for hugging."

After Ling Yue'er heard this, her heart trembled slightly, she raised her eyes and asked, "Does Your Highness know a lot about my past?"

Feng Jue nodded, "I know a little bit."

"Then how did my hand hurt?" Ling Yue'er spread out her palm, her hand can't do heavy work, it will hurt after a long time, and it will hurt when it is cold.

"That's..." Feng Jue opened his mouth, but paused for a moment, his eyes fell on her hands, and a scene flashed in his mind that she was dying in her arms, her hands were broken, bloody and bloody. The past was so tragic that I trembled when I thought about it.

"What is it?" Ling Yue asked.

"Do you still have a headache now?" He asked. Last time, she had a headache like that, and he felt lingering fear when thinking about it.

Ling Yue shook her head, "I haven't been in pain these days."

"I think it's better to talk about these things after seeing my sister." Feng Jue said because she was afraid that she would have a splitting headache on the way to the barracks.

"Sister?" Ling Yue was slightly taken aback, "Isn't it Your Highness the Ninth Prince?"

"His Highness Nine wants you to meet my sister, and my sister is here." Feng Jue explained, "It's your own sister, don't you remember, she is your sister and Yan'er's sister."

"Big sister, big sister, are you here?" Lian Yan clapped his little hands as soon as he heard that his sister was coming, and said in a childlike voice.

Feng Jue looked down at Lian Yan, with a smile on his face, and said, "Little Yan'er is still thinking about Eldest Sister."

"Hello, elder sister, hello, Yan'er." The little guy said with a smile.

Seeing Lingyue's nervous look, Feng Jue said, "Don't be afraid, you see, you don't remember Yan'er either, but you still hit it off with her at first sight, this is a blood relationship, even if you don't remember, you will still feel it. "

Lingyue listened, nodded in agreement, and said, "Your Highness is right. I don't remember Yan'er, but I like Yan'er. I don't remember my sister, but I also like her. Your Highness, can you tell me about my sister?" What's up?"

"Okay!" Feng Jue agreed very happily, and then told Ling Yue'er about Siyue's things one by one.

After Ling Yue'er heard these deeds of Lian Siyue, she couldn't help showing a trace of reverence in her eyes, "Sister is really a powerful person, I can't wait to see her."

"My sister also misses you very much. In the previous letters, I mentioned you every time." Seeing her smile, Feng Jue looked happy, and her mood became better.

A trace of doubt arose in Lingyue's heart, and she said, "Why does Your Highness also call me Elder Sister? Moreover, His Highness seems to be very clear about Elder Sister's affairs, even knowing about her illness when she was a child."

Feng Jue paused slightly, and said, "It's a long story, the reason why I call you sister is because after I was born, for some reason, I grew up in Lianxiang's mansion, and I have known my sister since I was a child. , So, I know almost everything about her, and I have always called her my sister, although I have become His Royal Highness, and I am unfamiliar with her on the surface, but in private, I still want to call her my sister."

With Ling Yue'er's current level of acceptance, I'm afraid she won't be able to digest the deeds of these scheming civet cats in exchange for the prince, so Feng Jue briefly explained.

"Oh." Ling Yue'er nodded, thinking to herself, this His Highness's life experience is probably full of twists and turns.

The carriage continued to move forward, bumping and bumping, Lian Yan fell asleep in Feng Jue's arms.

When he raised his head, he found that Ling Yue'er had also closed her eyes, the curtain of the carriage was occasionally lifted, and a ray of light came in, shining on her snowy, pink and white cheeks, and the strands of hair brushed her face, delicate and bright, but There is also a touch of sadness.

Feng Jue didn't hide anymore, she stared at her deeply and intently, perhaps a little chilly, in her sleep, she shrank slightly.

He put Yan'er on the seat, let him lie on the seat, then took off the cloak on his body, got up, walked in front of her, bent down and gently covered her with the cloak.

He wanted to return to his seat after covering it, but his heart and hands seemed to be attracted by her.His hand trembling slightly, landed on her cheek, brushed lightly:

Ling Yue'er, can I appear in your sleep?

In her sleep, Ling Yue'er had a dream. She dreamed that she was running behind a young man. The young man had an ice-blue brocade robe, a golden jade crown on his head, and a red gem on his waist belt that was shining brightly.

She shouted his name loudly, "Lian Jue, Lian Jue, Lian Jue..."

The handsome young man turned his head, his eyes were picturesque, he smiled at her, and said, "Eleven, I'll wait for you, hurry up, or my sister will leave."

"Okay!" She ran towards him quickly, her skirt was flying, they laughed wantonly and made noise, not knowing what it was like to be sad.

"Ah..." Suddenly, Ling Yue'er suddenly opened her eyes, only to see Feng Jue sitting opposite her, with her arms folded around her chest, and her eyes closed.

And she was clearly wearing his cloak, she didn't know when he put it on her.She reached out and touched it, and there was a unique smell on it, which belonged to him.

Ling Yue'er caressed her heart, her heartbeat became very fast, she looked at Feng Jue in front of her:

combo?Is it him who she called in her dream?
That handsome young man, is that him?
What was the past between them?Why is she dreaming of him?

Ling Yue'er really wanted to find some fragments of his words in her memories, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember them.

Her head started to ache, so she immediately shook her head, telling herself not to think about it.

Hearing the movement, Feng Jue opened his eyes and saw Ling Yue'er holding his head in both hands. He quickly let go of his hands, approached, held Ling Yue's hands, and asked anxiously, "Eleventh, do you have a headache again?" Is it? Is it a dream?"

Ling Yue'er looked at her hands that were tightly clenched by him, Feng Jue was taken aback for a moment, his hands paused, and he let go, saying, "I'm sorry."

Ling Yue'er stroked the wrist that he had grabbed, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, I just had a dream and thought about something for a while, so it hurt a little, now it's fine."

"That's good." Feng Jue felt relieved, paused, and said, "It seems that every time I see you, I will give you a headache."

Lingyue lowered her head and said nothing: Yes, she found out that as long as she thinks about him, she will have a headache.

"Don't think about it, the barracks will be here soon." Feng Jue said.

(End of this chapter)