Feng Chen left the middle door of the mansion, and the carriage stopped a hundred meters away from the door. The curtain of the carriage was lowered, and he couldn't see the situation inside. He walked forward and said to the carriage, "Miss Jun, I am Feng Chen, can I get off the carriage, and say a few words?" The curtain was lifted, revealing Qin Zhen's cold and white face. Her eyes were a little red and her eyelids were blue. He looked like he had not had a good rest at first. It seemed that he had been taking a nap in the carriage. Qin Zhen got off the carriage, and pressed Mingmu acupoint to make his mind clearer. "Young Master Feng Chen." She said. "How is he?" Qin Zhen asked, but he spoke first. "Jing Xing has no worries about his life, but he was seriously injured, and his heart veins were damaged.

Weak, still resting in bed." Hearing Feng Chen's words, Qin Zhen didn't say anything, his eyes were clear and sarcastic. "Jing Xing doesn't know you are waiting outside." Feng Chen added again. "Don't tell him, I don't want to see him." Qin Zhen said, his tone was slightly calm. Seeing Qin Zhen like this, Feng Chen sighed gently in his heart, and only heard him say, "Miss Jun, Feng came out to find you this time, but there are actually a few words to say to you." "What?" Qin Zhen asked. Feng Chen pursed his lower lips, "Miss Jun, are you really not Jing Xing in your heart?" He asked. Qin Zhen didn't answer. So what? So what? "Miss Jun, when Jing Xing transformed into Pei Ling to contact you,

I know something, and I apologize to Miss Jun here." Feng Chen bowed to Qin Zhen. Qin Zhen did not move. She looked ahead, facing a tall maple tree. The leaves swayed slightly as the wind blew, and Feng Chen's words rang in his ears, "Miss Jun, Jing Xing's life is too hard. Everyone thinks he is the noble King of Daxia Xuan, but he doesn't know that his life is in control. There is a fire cold Gu in his body, and he has been tortured by poison Gu for half his life." Qin Zhen pursed his lips. She knew that he always knew. "Miss Jun, do you know how I met Jing Xing?" Feng Chen asked again. Qin Zhen did not respond, but took back his eyes to the maple tree in the distance and looked at Feng Chen. "It was when I was twelve years old." He seemed to be trapped
Chapter completed!