Chapter 1113

When Ling Yue saw Lian Yan sitting in her arms with Feng Jue, she felt something wrong and said, "Your Highness, I just asked you to hold Yan'er on the carriage. Now let me come. Yan'er is naughty. Don't dirty your Highness's clothes." Then he stretched out his hand to take over Lian Yan.

Feng Jue said, "your hand has been hurt. Yan'er is heavy. You're not suitable to hold it."

After hearing this, yue'er trembled slightly, raised her eyes and asked, "does your highness know a lot about me in the past?"

Feng Jue nodded, "know some."

"How did I hurt my hand?" Make yue'er spread out her palm. Her hand can't do heavy work. It will hurt after a long time, and it will hurt when she is frozen.

"That's..." Feng Jue said, but stopped for a moment. Her eyes fell on her hands, and her mind flashed that she was dying in her arms at that time. The bones of her hands were broken and the flesh and blood were blurred. This past was too tragic, and she trembled when she thought of it.

"What is it?" Ling Yue asked.

"Do you still have a headache?" He asked. The last time she had such a headache, he felt a lingering fear when he remembered it.

Ling Yue shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore these days."

"I think I'd better talk about these things after seeing my sister." Feng Jue was afraid that she would have a headache on the way to the barracks, so she said.

"Sister?" Ling Yue was stunned, "isn't it your highness nine?"

"Your Highness Jiu wants you to see your sister. She's here." Feng Jue explained, "it's your own sister. Don't you remember? She's your sister and Yan'er's sister."

"Elder sister, elder sister, are you here?" As soon as Lian Yan heard that his sister was coming, he immediately patted his little hand and said with milk.

Feng Jue looked down at Lian Yan and said with a smile on his face, "Xiao Yan's son is still thinking of his eldest sister."

"Elder sister is good, elder sister is good, Yan'er is good." The little guy said with a smile.

Feng Jue saw that Lingyue was a little nervous and said, "you don't have to be afraid. You see, you don't remember Yan'er, but you're still like old times with her at first sight. There's blood and family here. Even if you don't remember, you'll feel it."

Ling Yue nodded approvingly and said, "Your Highness is right. I don't remember Yan'er, but I like Yan'er. I don't remember my sister. I'll like her too. Your highness, can you tell me something about your sister? "

"Good!" Feng Jue happily agreed and told yue'er some things like Yue one by one.

After hearing Lian Yuer's deeds, Yuer couldn't help showing a trace of respect in her eyes, "my sister is really a powerful person. I can't wait to see her."

"My sister also misses you very much. In her previous letters, she talked about you again and again." Feng Jue saw her smile, a happy look, and her mood was wonderful.

Make month in the mind give birth to a trace of doubt, way, "how your highness also call me sister with me, and your highness seems to be particularly clear about her sister's affairs, even when she was ill as a child."

Feng Jue paused slightly and said, "it's a long story. I'm called sister because I grew up in Lian Xiangfu after I was born. I know her from childhood. I've always called her sister. Although I've become his royal highness 11, I'm strange to her on the surface, but in private, I still want to call her sister. "

In order to make yue'er's current acceptance, I'm afraid she can't digest these intriguing civets' deeds of changing the crown prince at once. Feng Jue simply explained.

"Oh." Yue'er nodded and thought, I'm afraid your Highness's life experience is also tortuous and strange.

The carriage went on and bumped. Lian Yan fell asleep in the arms of Feng Jue.

As soon as he looked up, he found that yue'er also closed her eyes. The curtain of the carriage was lifted occasionally, and a ray of light came in and shone on her snow-white cheek. The hair brushed her face, beautiful and bright, but there was a touch of sadness.

Feng Jue didn't hide any more. She stared at her deeply, maybe a little cold. In her sleep, her body shrank slightly.

He put Yan'er on the and let him lie on the seat. Then he took off his cloak, got up, walked to her and bent over to cover her gently.

I wanted to go back to the seat after the cover, but his heart and hands seemed to be attracted by her. His hand trembled slightly, fell on her cheek and brushed gently:

Ling Yuer, will my figure appear in your sleep?

In her sleep, Ling Yuer had a dream. She dreamed that she was running behind a young man. The young man had a trace of ice blue robe, a gold and jade crown, and a red gem on his waist.

She shouted his name, "Lian Jue, Lian Jue, Lian Jue..."

The handsome young man turned back and looked like a picture. He smiled at her and said, "eleven, I'll wait for you. You go faster, or your sister will go."

"Good!" She ran towards him quickly. The skirt was flying. They laughed and made noise wantonly. They didn't know what it was like to worry.

"Ah..." suddenly, yue'er suddenly opened her eyes, but she saw Feng Jue sitting opposite, her hands around her chest and closed her eyes.

Her body was clearly covered with his cloak. She didn't know when he put it on her. She reached out and touched it. There was a unique smell on it, which belonged to him.

Yue'er stroked her heart and her heart beat fast. She looked at the Feng Jue in front of her:

Lian Jue? Is he the one she calls in her dream?

Is that the picturesque young man?

What kind of past did they have? Why did she dream of him?

Yuer wanted to find some of his words in her own memory, but she couldn't remember it after thinking for a while.

Her head began to ache, so she immediately shook her head and told herself not to think about it.

When Feng Jue heard the movement, he opened his eyes and saw Ling Yuer holding his head in his hands. He quickly loosened his hands, approached him, held Ling Yue's hands and asked anxiously, "eleven, do you have a headache again? Did you dream? "

Ling Yuer looked at his clenched hands. Feng Jue was stunned. His men relaxed and said, "I'm sorry."

Ling Yuer stroked his wrist and said, "it doesn't hurt anymore. I just had a dream and thought about it for a while, so it hurts a little. It's better now."

"That's good." Feng Jue let go, stopped and said, "it seems that every time I see you, I will give you a headache."

Ling Yue lowered her head and didn't speak: Yes, she found that she would have a headache as long as she thought about something related to him.

"Don't think about it. The barracks will arrive soon." Feng Jue said.