The prince is poisonous

"What are you worried about? Yanqing, don't worry, I'm here!" Joke!I am a time traveler, why should I have an aura of immortality, right?How could he simply die in such a dark tomb? !

Feng Zhiqiu held Liu Yanqing's hand tightly, his hand was a bit cold, after all the tossing in this weather.I guess it must be cold.

Feng Zhiqiu held his hands in his hands and rubbed them, feeling that those big snow-white hands were finally much warmer, so he felt relieved.There was a gentleness on his face that he hadn't even noticed.

Looking at it, Liu Yanqing's heart became much hotter, and the bases of her ears couldn't help getting hotter.Embarrassed, he tugged twice, but he couldn't resist the man's strength, so he stopped struggling and let him go.

Who would have thought that the person in front of him would continue, "That being said, that person is very strange, we'd better be careful."

"Of course I know!" Liu Yanqing held him back, and there was a trace of firmness in her eyes.

"Li'er~"

At this moment, the slow and gentle old man suddenly changed his face.The brute strength in the hand is also much stronger.He roared "Li'er" in a low voice, and then violently pushed the shiny coffin lid.

Xu Shizhen hadn't opened it for many years. The moment the coffin lid slid down, there was a roaring sound, and a white mist floated in the air.

"Yanqing, hold your breath!"

This taste!

Feng Zhiqiu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Liu Yanqing's breath, and held his breath himself.

really!

If this coffin is the legendary Linlong coffin, it was still hidden in such a dark place by that strange old man.There must be some weirdness in it!

There was a faint smell of dry and rot in the white mist in front of my eyes. It didn't seem like the smell of a dead person turned into a corpse, but it was a bit like the dead breath of a person who just died not long ago!

Through the white mist, Feng Zhiqiu looked at the strange old man. Although the man's behavior was a bit strange, his words, deeds, and appearance.No matter how you look at it, it looks familiar.Could it be that he still knew him? !

Feng Zhiqiu carefully recalled in his mind the memory before the age of 13 that did not belong to him.That period of time can be regarded as the window period for accepting this body.Feng Zhiqiu has been raised in the mansion all the time, and he has been given a lot of soup and medicine, and there are not many people he can meet or be able to talk to as friends.Where did the sense of disobedience that this person in front of him give him come from?

Seeing his excited expression, it seems that there must be someone lying in the coffin.

And that person always called "Li'er" one by one. Could it be that the person lying in the coffin was called "Li'er"?

The white smoke didn't float for long, and disappeared in an instant.What floated in front of my eyes was the gleaming golden coffin and the weird old man again.

I really want to see the people lying in the coffin!

Liu Yanqing's rare eyes lit up.Apart from martial arts, this person has never restrained his curiosity and appreciation for novelty.

Among them, Linlong's coffin is the treasure he most wants to see!

"Ha ha!"

"Xiao Liu, what are you laughing at?!" Liu Yanqing rubbed the soles of her feet on the ground, and endured it for a long time, but a titter came from her ear.

"No, what~"

Someone shamelessly stole a kiss!Yanqing's distressed look is so cute!

Feng Zhiqiu secretly clutched his heartbeating chest, silently swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"You! Can you stop kissing me so casually!" Liu Yanqing covered her hot lips in confusion, her face was very hot, but she still muttered and roared.When she said "Dear", the tips of her ears turned red.

The threatening words don't seem to have the desired effect!But in exchange for a burst of more hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha... ouch!"

Feng Zhiqiu covered his belly that had been punched, and looked at the culprit with an aggrieved face, those black eyes were already somewhat moist!

"Hey, you... aren't you? Does it hurt?"

Liu Yanqing had managed to succeed in the sneak attack, but who would have expected that person to put on such a look of weeping, he couldn't help feeling a little bit unbearable in his heart.The shy face also added a trace of worry and regret.

Looking at it, Feng Zhiqiu's heart was secretly refreshed for a long time, and then he "worked hard" to straighten his back, and said in a trembling voice,

"It doesn't hurt. It's just a bit painful!" After finishing speaking, he gave Liu Yanqing a pitiful look, "Don't worry about it, if Yanqing is interested, let's walk forward, we can't see the inside of the coffin from here situation! Isn't it?"

"Ah! But—" But don't you still feel pain?Look at his walking posture, he can't even straighten his waist, it must be very painful, right?It's all like this, and I still think about the coffin for myself...

Liu Yanqing felt even more sorry in her heart.

"Don't worry! I'm fine! I have rough skin and thick flesh, how can my husband's fist swing hurt me?" Feng Zhiqiu smiled at the corners of his eyes, and gently opened his lips. "If you regret it, you can think about how to treat me well after you go out. Mr. Gong, when will you come to my house to propose marriage?"

Being cute is not just for women!

Feng Zhiqiu winked and winked with a bit of playfulness and naturalness.On the other hand, Liu Yanqing's heart jumped twice when he heard this.

carry!Propose marriage?

Koyanagi him!Could it be him!Are you really willing to marry yourself as a lady?Does he, his father know? !

At this moment, Liu Yanqing is completely unaware that in the future, he will indeed be Feng Zhiqiu's husband!But, Feng Zhiqiu has become his opponent!I want to turn over, but I can't help it anymore.

"Why are you in a daze? My husband, come here!"

"Oh, oh! Alright!" Liu Yanqing held Feng Zhiqiu's hand reassuringly, and walked to the side of the coffin together with him.

The old man didn't seem to care about the close relationship between the two of them here, he just cast a faint look, and put all his attention on the person in the coffin.

Although Feng Zhiqiu likes to tease Yanqing, his heart is bright.The behavior of the old man has never let go at all.

The two of them were almost at the edge of the coffin, but there was no trace of hostility from him.Eyes are also very clear.Did it mean to show us?

Thinking so, Feng Zhiqiu walked to the edge of the coffin in two steps.Naturally, a curious Liu Yanqing followed behind him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the person sleeping in the coffin!

A string of fine beads of sweat appeared on Feng Zhiqiu's forehead at some point.picture!so similar!There was a person lying in the coffin, a man with a face as white as paper.He has deep eyebrows and a straight nose.Lips are thin.The man's hands were crossed on his stomach, looking very peaceful.But this shit!is not it!

"His Majesty the Holy Patriarch!"

Unexpectedly, before Feng Zhiqiu called out, Liu Yanqing's startled cry sounded in his ears.

"Yanqing, who do you think he is?"

"Xiao Liu, how can you not even know him? He is His Majesty the Holy Patriarch of Chaofeng Country: Fengming!" Liu Yanqing turned her head and glanced at the man beside her strangely. The portrait of the person lying in the coffin is still there. It is also hung in the ancestral hall of the palace.Back then, His Majesty the Holy Patriarch's reputation of governing the country in Anbang spread all over the world, and there were countless folk legends about him. Many people would have such a portrait in their homes.

How could Xiao Liu not know him? !

His Majesty the Holy Patriarch? !

Enough!

Feng Zhiqiu closed her eyes secretly, recalling in her previous life that she was squatting on the side of the street wearing big underpants to help people put on film. It's on par!

This is too wild to talk about!Same face, same body!Come on!The red mole on the ring finger is exactly the same!

God!What exactly is going on! ?

"That's not right! When His Majesty the Holy Ancestor passed away, wasn't he buried in the Eastern Suburb Imperial Tomb in accordance with the etiquette? Why did he appear here?!"

Liu Yanqing was puzzled.

According to his seniority, this emperor is the grandfather of Emperor Feng, the great-great-grandfather of Feng Zhiqiu!Emperor Feng and Liu Yanqing's own grandfather had witnessed the burial ceremony with their own eyes.

But now how? !

Liu Yanqing was thinking silently, but the quiet old man spoke again.

"Li'er, do you know how long you slept?" The old man leaned on the side of the coffin, and gently covered the face of the person inside the coffin with his skinny hands.Xu couldn't touch the slightest temperature, and those shriveled hands trembled in a daze.The old man seemed to have exerted a lot of effort to hold back the trembling.

I don't know when he started sobbing.

"Don't go to sleep, okay? I'm really tired by myself. Look, I'm not as good-looking as I was before! The handsome you said is gone."

The old man gently stroked the man's face and gently brushed off the dust on his head.The old man's eyes were full of sadness that couldn't be melted away.

He slowly narrated these little things from the past, although his voice was very low, it could just reach the ears of the two people beside him.

"You also liked to sleep late, so I couldn't wake you up to go to bed early. You haven't slept enough yet."

"Li'er, they all call you Emperor Feng, but I call you Li'er alone. But apart from staring at me, your face turns red."

"Li'er, the bird you liked back then was also raised to death by me, do you think I'm stupid?"

For some very trivial matters, Feng Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly became sore, and his heart became even more bitter.

The old man gently stroked the man's face and gently brushed off the dust on his head.The old man's eyes were full of sadness that couldn't be melted away.

He slowly narrated these little things from the past, although his voice was very low, it could just reach the ears of the two people beside him.

"You also liked to sleep late, so I couldn't wake you up to go to bed early. You haven't slept enough yet."

"Li'er, they all call you Emperor Feng, but I call you Li'er alone. But apart from staring at me, your face turns red."

"Li'er, the bird you liked back then was also raised to death by me, do you think I'm stupid?"

For some very trivial matters, Feng Zhiqiu's eyes suddenly became sore, and his heart became even more bitter.