Empress Shen Gongjiao

Chapter 291 It Doesn't Pain At All, Really

Feng Qian raised her head in a daze, and the movement was a little difficult.

She didn't know whether it was the moonlight or the glare of the lights, but she always felt that her vision was a little blurred, and even her consciousness was a little tranced.The man's slender figure was as tall and straight as ever, and he walked towards her with strides. In addition to anger, she also saw a trace of obvious panic and pain on that familiar handsome face.

Does it hurt...

Hitting her body and hurting his heart?
Feng Qian always felt that such words were too sour in the past, but at this moment, she inexplicably used them on this man.

"Shallow..."

That trembling voice was full of too many complicated emotions, and Feng Qian's whole heart was pulled together.

Nose sore eyes, she wanted to cry.

But she stopped this urge for life.

It was very painful when she was beaten just now, and she shed tears.It was still in pain now, even more painful than before, but she didn't dare to shed tears anymore, and didn't even dare to say a word of grievance and complaint.

"Sorry, I'm late."

His voice trembled more than before, even with a hint of hoarseness.

Jun Moying squatted down, carefully trying to reach out to hug her, but for a moment she didn't know where to start, so she could only look at her so distressed.

She was covered by the moonlight, like a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched, so he didn't dare to move easily.

His face was pale, blindingly white; his skirt was stained with blood, dazzlingly red.

The two eye-catching colors mixed in his eyes, dyeing his usually dark and bottomless phoenix pupils into a scarlet scarlet.

Yingyue turned around very discerningly and went to teach the imperial physician.

Everyone else held their breath, not daring to pant loudly.

Even the executioner whose hand was chopped off just now could only roll there in pain, but didn't dare to make any wailing sound.

From just now to now, from the time the emperor walked into Fengming Palace, it was really too weird.

At this time, shouldn't the emperor be in Mount Wutai?Why did she suddenly return to the palace?
Adding the three words that the king said just now—I'm sorry, it was even more shocking, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

sorry?
Even to the queen mother, the emperor never said these three words!
Because he is the emperor, no matter whether he is wrong or not, he doesn't need to apologize to anyone.

Feng Qian forced out a weak smile, and slowly raised her right hand, the movement was so difficult that Jun Moying couldn't bear to watch it.

After thinking about it, he simply lifted the corner of his robe, sat down on the floor, slowly and gently hugged her into his arms, and held her hands to cover his face, so gentle that it was outrageous.

Everyone gasped for the emperor's informal actions.

Feng Qian clearly felt his stiffness and trembling, and the little hand that was attached to his face moved, stroking his knotted eyebrows.

"It's okay, I'm fine, Jun Moying...it doesn't hurt at all, really, don't be afraid."

The pale smile deepened a little.

Everyone only thought that she was beaten incoherently, and "it's okay" was fine. What do you mean by "don't be afraid"?What kind of nonsense is this talking about!

But for some reason, the two looked surprisingly harmonious.

No matter how gentle and tender, there is nothing more than this.

Jun Moying was agitated for a moment, and wanted to follow her words to ease her stiff expression, but found that she couldn't even pull out a fake smile.

My heart is too painful, too painful.

(End of this chapter)