cpa300_4(); "It's okay, shallow." He gently patted her on the shoulder and whispered to her.

Feng Qian cried out with a "wow", how could it be okay, Mo Shaoyuan is dead, Mo Shaoyuan is dead!

If it weren't for helping her, he would still stay outside the palace, he wouldn't enter the palace, he wouldn't be confronted by "his own people", and he wouldn't be brutally killed by the so-called own people!

It's all because of her......

Also, Yun Qiansu!

A chill suddenly appeared in his eyes, and Feng Qian was stunned.

Yes, and Yun Qiansu's woman! Tonight's qiē was all provoked by her, if she hadn't wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to ask for merit in front of Yun Luo, if she hadn't sent someone to assassinate herself, this qiē wouldn't have happened.

The body suddenly lightened, and was picked up lightly, Feng Qian buried in his chest, big tears almost overflowed from his eyes, and his heart hurt so much that it was difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her body stiffened, and her eyes looked straight at the man in front of her, "Jun Moying, what are you going to do with Mo Shaoyuan's corpse?" ”

"Throw it at a mass grave." No hesitation, no mercy answer.

Mass graves.

Feng Qian's heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed by someone, and then squeezed it a few times, and another crushing pain hit, she was dumbfounded, trembling and choking, as if trying her best to restrain some kind of emotion, "Can you ...... Bury him well? ”

The man's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and the fierceness in his sight had not completely dissipated, so when it fell on Feng Qian's face, she was suddenly startled, but in the next second, he seemed to realize his love and forcibly suppressed that love again.

"He did this to you, and you still want me to bury him properly?"

His tone was very light and steady, but the imperceptible mockery seemed to give birth to a storm and surging strongly.

Feng Qian closed his eyes, his crying gradually lowered, and let the tears flow silently, "I remember, he once saved me." She said lightly, "When I was robbed out of the palace." If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have come back. ”

In fact, she knew that she could come back, and the Lord left in a bad mood, and with this man's ability, it was impossible not to find her.

But unexpectedly, Jun Moying didn't ask anything more, didn't seem to even have doubts, kissed her forehead, and the gentle kiss brushed her heart like a feather, but it couldn't soothe her aching heart.

"Okay, listen to you, don't cry."

The little eunuch who was knocked unconscious by Mo Shaoyuan in the Longyin Palace was still lying on the ground and didn't wake up, Jun Moying asked someone to deal with him, so he put Feng Qian on the bed, took off the little eunuch's clothes on her, and wiped her tears, "It's okay, let's sleep." ”

"Yes."

Feng Qian closed her eyes, and the man sat next to her, worried that she would be afraid, so he put that pile of unresolved things and stayed here to guard her. He wanted to wait until she fell asleep before going out, but for a long time, she was awake, he knew.

It wasn't until the breathing finally became even that he stood up and brushed the strands of hair from her forehead, pulling them to her ears.

He stared at her warmly for a moment, and then slowed down and turned around slowly.

"Squeak" and push the door out.

The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and stared at the top of the tent, tears falling silently.