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Chapter 111 The So-Called Opportunity

In reality, Feng Qingjiu has been sleeping for several days, and everyone advises Song Shu to give up.

She and Ye Xiumo have always believed that Feng Qing would wake up again.

"Madam, please eat something. Your body won't be able to bear it if you continue like this." Xia Ling looked at the breakfast that she brought in the morning and saw that it was not touched at all, and said with great concern.

Song Shu was massaging her daughter's body. "Xia Ling, I really have no appetite. You can take it back!"

With a plop, Xia Ling knelt on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes: "Madam, please take this as a request from your servant. Please eat something! If the young lady wakes up and sees you like this, she will definitely feel distressed."

“Fairy sister…!” Ye Xiumo’s voice came from outside again.

Following behind Ye Xiumo was Gu Jingan.

Gu Jing'an saw that his beloved looked haggard and that a lot of silver hair had grown on his head overnight. His eyes were filled with heartache.

In the past few days, Ye Xiumo has been coming to the warm courtyard to tell Feng Qingjiu stories, and the hostility of Xia Ling and others towards him has gradually disappeared.

Xia Ling stood up and saluted: "This servant greets the great prince."

Song Shu also stood up and bowed slightly.

Ye Xiumo nodded: "Aunt Song, Amo is here to tell a story to the fairy sister."

Song Shu smiled and said, "My Lord, this is a thoughtful thing!"

Xia Ling stepped forward and helped Song Shu up: "Madam, the young lady is accompanied by the great prince here, please eat something and take a rest!"

Ye Xiumo echoed, "Yes, Aunt Song, Ah Mo will accompany Sister Fairy, you should go and have a rest."

"When Sister Fairy wakes up, A-Mo will be the first one to call you."

Gu Jingan also supported Song Shu, his tone full of heartache and worry: "Shu'er, just take a rest! If Jiu wakes up and sees you like this, she will definitely blame herself."

Song Shu nodded: "Okay...!"

...............

The only people left in the room were Ye Xiumo and Feng Qingjiu on the bed.

Ye Xiumo sat down beside the bed, took out the book he had brought with him, and whispered mysteriously into Feng Qingjiu's ear: "Fairy sister, the story that Ah Mo is telling you today is a treasure left by our mother, and it is different from other stories."

"This is what Ah Mo asked for from my father!"

………………

The Second Prince's Palace.

Ye Xiuming was sitting at the desk in the study, and Liu Meir was rubbing his temples.

"My Lord, are you feeling better?"

Ye Xiuming replied comfortably: "Much more comfortable, Mei'er's massage is still more comfortable."

“Your Highness…!” A voice of chasing lightning came from outside the door.

Ye Xiuming opened his eyes: "Come in...!"

Then he looked at the beautiful lady beside him: "Mei'er, please leave!"

Liu Meier smiled and bowed: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhuifeng bowed and said, "Your Majesty...!"

Ye Xiuming stood up, looking worried: "What happened? Is Feng Qing sober?"

Zhuifeng shook his head: "Your Highness, no, I'm afraid Miss Feng this time...!"

Hearing this, Ye Xiuming sat back in his seat and sighed: "Is she really dead?"

The days when she glared at herself seemed like just yesterday.

Zhuifeng looked at the appearance of his own prince and sighed in his heart once again: Prince, if you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?

Ye Xiuming picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip, then smiled gently: "That's good!"

Zhuifeng widened his eyes: "My Lord...!"

Ye Xiuming said: "If this happens, this king won't be able to get her, and no one else will be able to get her either."

Zhuifeng couldn't believe his ears. Who was there with a grief-stricken look on his face just now, and now he was saying that the princess might as well be dead?

What is the prince thinking about every day?

I don’t understand!

Ye Xiuming put down the teacup: "By the way, that idiot went there today too?"

Zhuifeng nodded: "Yes, the prince goes there on time every day."

"Bang!" The teacup on the table instantly broke into pieces.

Ye Xiuming's face was gloomy: "Damn fool!"

"Even if Feng Qingjiu is dead, she is still my princess. Why does he go there every day, but I can't even get through the gate?"

Zhuifeng whispered, "My Lord, that was once upon a time!"

Ye Xiuming frowned: "What did you say?"

Zhuifeng: "Your Majesty, you are right."

Ye Xiuming thought for a while and said, "Send a few people to steal Feng Qingjiu's body."

"What? Stealing Miss Feng's body?" Zhuifeng exclaimed loudly.

Ye Xiuming glanced over with a cold look: "What, is there a problem?"

Zhuifeng nodded, then shook his head: "No...no, no, no...what the prince said is right."

It’s just stealing a corpse. If the prince didn’t catch it when it was alive, he can always get the body back after it’s dead!

Ye Xiuming: "Why don't you go?"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Zhuifeng rolled away swiftly.

...............

General's Mansion.

"Miss, don't worry too much. Feng Qing hasn't woken up from the alcohol for so many days. He must be dead."

Murong Xue looked at the maid and said, "How can I not be worried? I didn't expect that the famous Seven Killing Palace is just like this. It can't even deal with a small Fengqing wine."

"By the way, Miss, the Qi Sha Palace has returned the things!" said the maid.

Murong Xue snorted coldly: "Hmph, they are smart. Since they have returned it, just keep it!"

"You must find a way to get into Feng Qingjiu's boudoir and see if she is dead or not."

Maid: "Yes, Miss!"

A cozy courtyard.

Ye Xiumo was still reading the story in the book.

Halfway through reading, Ye Xiumo closed the book and asked in confusion: "Fairy sister, you said that this Sun Wukong is so powerful, why does he want to protect Tang Monk who recites the Tightening Curse every day but is useless?"

"He's so amazing, wouldn't it be good for him to travel around the world?"

"And this Zhu Bajie is useless. He only holds us back every day. Ah Mo is getting angry just by looking at him!"

"Also, can eating Tang Monk's meat really make you immortal?"

"Also, why do so many female fairies like Tang Seng?"

"It's so strange, why would my mother write such a strange story."

Ye Xiumo kept chattering away, just like Tang Seng.

"Amo, I don't like this Journey to the West story. It's not well written...!"

With a "swish", Feng Qingjiu sitting up on the bed!

Which bastard dares to say that his favorite story is Journey to the West.

Feng Qingjiu reached out and snatched Journey to the West from Ye Xiumo's hand and began to read it carefully.

Oh my God, who can understand my mood at this moment!

I have read Journey to the West countless times, and I still like the bizarre world in it.