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Chapter 84 Hot spring bath

Jing Moye slowly stood up and said, "Then it's over, it doesn't matter if you know that person."

"Anyway, you just need to remember one thing. There are a lot of people in this world who want to kill you."

Feng Shuying: "..."

She felt that she was really miserable!
It's okay for the Lin family to be careless, but it's even worse for Jing Moye. There are many people who want to kill him, and she has been implicated a lot.

Jing Moye asked her: "Can you break this magic circle?"

Feng Shuying nodded: "Of course."

After she finished speaking, she made a knot, recited a few Taoist scriptures, and then stretched out her hand, with her index and middle fingers straightened, and the other fingers bent.

She lightly touched the magic circle with her fingers, and a sharp whistling sound came from the magic circle.

In an instant, a flash of black energy appeared, and Jing Moye felt his eyes blurred, his heart suddenly stagnated, and his eyesight turned black.

When Feng Shuying saw that something was wrong, she decisively pulled out a knife and cut her fingertip, and blood dripped out.

She dipped her hand in blood and drew a talisman in the air. The talisman fell out of the air, wrapped around the mark, and white light flashed, completely erasing the mark.

The magic circle is broken.

At the moment when the formation was broken, Feng Shuying faintly felt a certain connection.

At this time, the time of the talisman that Jing Moye posted has not been completely used up. That connection is because of that talisman.

She stretched out her hand to wipe her sweat. After all, this body was not the body of her previous life. The time for practicing Taoism was too short and the foundation was too thin.

The magic circle looked simple, but it was much more powerful than she expected. She had to use a higher level of Taoism.

She had just finished drawing the blood talisman out of thin air, which almost drained her of all the magic.

If she hadn't made the decisive decision to draw the talisman with blood just now, she might have been plotted by the magic circle.

She sat down on the ground feeling exhausted, stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath and said, "This thing is so evil!"

Jing Moye asked her, "Are you okay?"

Feng Shuying lay on the ground and said: "I think I need to have a big meal and take a hot spring bath to relieve the damage I have suffered at this time."

When Jing Moye heard this, he knew she was fine.

He lightly kicked her with his foot and said with a disgusted look on his face: "Get up and tell me what happened just now."

Feng Shuying sat up, holding the chair with both hands, and asked: "Good news or bad news, which one should the prince hear first?"

Jing Moye replied: "Hear the bad news first."

Feng Shuying sighed: "Based on what I just did to clear the magic circle in my hand, the person who set the spell for you is very powerful. I may not be able to kill him for a while."

The time for her body to learn Taoism is still too short. Give her another year or two and practice hard, and it will not be difficult to kill the opponent.

But Jing Moye had been under the spell for too long, and he might not be able to wait that long.

Jing Moye's eyes darkened slightly: "Then what's the good news?"

Feng Shuying smiled slightly: "The good news is that when I expelled the magic circle just now, it resonated with the talisman in your hand. Your spell and my magic circle have the same origin."

"In other words, the person who cast the spell on you is the same one who used the magic circle to harm me just now. We have found the person who cast the spell on you."

Jing Moye was not too surprised when he heard this and sneered: "I still underestimated her cruelty."

Concubine Xu wanted to kill him several times. He knew that she could do anything, but in his heart he was reluctant to believe that not only did she want to kill him, but she also wanted to take away his luck before killing him.

Such a mother is simply outrageous in her viciousness.

Feng Shuying looked at him and said, "My lord, do you think we are a good match?" Jing Moye looked at her coldly, but she didn't need him to ask, and said to herself: "Both my parents are dead, although you are still alive There is a mother, but she might as well be dead.”

"The relatives around you all want to kill you, and coincidentally, so do I."

"Same fate, don't you deserve it?"

Jing Moye said coldly: "How come I, the king, are still a little happy when you hear about this kind of thing?"

Feng Shuying smiled and said: "Of course I'm happy. They have done everything possible, so we don't have to worry about anything."

"When you don't have to worry about anything, doing things will be very enjoyable. Isn't this worth being happy about?"

Jing Moye: "..."

He was speechless.

He thought she was bold before, but now he suddenly discovered that she had a gentle heart hidden under her bold appearance:
He could tell that she was comforting him in his own way.

He glanced at her sideways and said, "I am different from you. Don't apply your standards to me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out. When he reached the door, he looked back at her and said, "Come here."

Feng Shuying asked him: "What are you doing?"

Jing Moye said quietly: "Don't you want to eat well and soak in hot springs? There is nothing to do if you lie here."

Feng Shuying immediately got up when she heard this: "Your Majesty, wait for me!"

She had been overdrafted just now, and her whole body was weak now that she could not walk. When she reached the door, she couldn't lift her feet, tripped over the threshold, and fell forward.

Jing Moye stretched out his hand to support her: "It's really useless."

When Feng Shuying heard what he said, she simply relied on him: "I really don't have the strength, how about the prince carry me over?"

Jing Moye snorted and said, "People who push their limits usually die miserably."

After all, he didn't throw her away, so she held his arm and walked forward.

Qin Zhijian had just been harassed by Concubine Xu's people, but now he was shocked to see the two of them so close.

Jing Moye has someone he likes outside, but he is still so close to Feng Shuying. This is too much!

He was slandering fiercely, but he didn't show any of it on his face. He came over and apologized directly: "I am incompetent and failed to stop Concubine Xu. Please punish me."

Concubine Xu was very scheming, and as soon as she came over, she asked her confidants to trip up Qin Zhijian, while she herself went straight to the waterside pavilion.

Jing Moye waved his hand and said, "Her identity is there, so it's normal that you can't stop her."

"You ask the kitchen to cook some of their specialty dishes and deliver them to the small pavilion outside the hot spring."

Qin Zhijian's eyes turned around Jing Moye and Feng Shuying, suppressing his thoughts of gossip and condemnation, he went to order the kitchen to cook.

Today was Jing Moye's royal wedding. The kitchen prepared a lot of dishes and they were quickly cooked and brought over.

Feng Shuying had not eaten at all just now. When she saw something delicious, she was not polite to Jing Moye. She picked up her chopsticks and ate most of the dishes on the table like a whirlwind.

Jing Moye was used to her impudent look.

Qin Zhijian's previous impression of her was based on "gentle and cute", and he was really shocked to see her like this.

His gossip fire burned brightly.

After finishing the meal, Jing Moye asked Qin Zhijian to prepare things for the hot spring.

This time Qin Zhijian couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Your Majesty wants to take a hot spring bath with Miss Feng?"

(End of this chapter)