"Oh?"

"You handed over your beloved woman to Ye Jia, isn't that a sheep in the mouth of a tiger? Even if you die for her, you will die in vain. The woman is watery, she and Ye Jia are in love with each other, have children, where do you remember the sacrifice you made for her today after many years? I'm afraid that even the incense won't burn you a note. ”

My heart hurts so much, it would be nice if Feng Feng could really have children with Ye Jia, but unfortunately, she won't live to that day at all. He said lightly: "Everyone is dead, so why do you need to burn incense?" ”

The two stared at each other and reached an impasse.

After a while, the man in black laughed: "Li Huan, you actually don't have any choice. You can go and see Feng Feng's current situation first, and then you can make a decision. I'll give you plenty of time, I'm not in a hurry, Your Majesty Emperor Xiaowen! ”

Li Huan found that he was like a sleepy beast, and the man in black seemed to be a cat that had caught a mouse, and he was not in a hurry to eat it, but just blindly playing.

It rained all night, but the weather was still gloomy. The clouds above the head floated around, giving people the feeling that the black clouds were crushing the city, as if the end was coming.

Feng Feng sat on a wide bench, because of the weather, the young man who "served" her every day added a soft cushion to the chair, and it was very warm to sit.

Imprisoned here, except for a blood transfusion for the "Immortal Flower" once a day, he doesn't even have the pleasure of eating, and what sustains his life is a certain nutrient that is injected.

Her health was getting worse and worse, and several times she was about to fall when she got up, but she didn't want to stay in the dark room anyway, and she had to struggle to get out—to get out and see the grass, the trees, the rouge, the jasmine, and even the sky covered with black clouds.

The continuous rain caused the temperature to drop by eight or nine degrees, and the wind was swishing, like a cold spring day.

Feng Feng got up from the chair and wanted to take a few steps, but as soon as he stood up, there was a flower in front of him, as if he couldn't stand still, and he sat down again, but he refused to close his eyes, and still opened his eyes to look at the rouge flower in front of him that was crippled by the rain. The cochineal flower has a single petal, the color and flower type are very ordinary, but the vitality is extremely tenacious, as long as you throw a seed, there is no need for any artificial trouble, as long as the rain is sufficient in the coming year, it will grow into a large clump.

Her sense of hearing didn't seem to be very sensitive, and she didn't notice when there was one more person on the edge of the rouge bush in front of her.

Thin high heels, the kind of silver gray that is very popular this year, and then a skirt of the latest same color, with only a simple pearl necklace on the smooth and delicate neck, after washing the wind and dust, there is another clean beauty.

This kind of beauty is more convincing than when she is full of radiant light.

However, it is cold, like this spring rain.

Her eyes were also cold, and she looked indifferently at the dying woman opposite, her eyes were very complicated: jealousy? Abhor? Gloat?

This woman looks like she's really going to die.

It doesn't matter if she dies or not, the important thing is that she is afraid that after she dies, she will not get her huge bonus.

Today, she came with a mission.

Feng Feng was a little confused, as if he couldn't recognize who she was. He only glanced at her blankly, then turned his gaze to look at Jasmine in front of her, who was also beaten by a night rain.

"Xiaofeng......" she thought, as if she didn't know how to speak, and paused before picking it up, "Your body is too bad......"