Chapter 1207

"Well, then I..." a word blocked in Feng Jue's mouth, but he couldn't say it for a long time. His face turned red. Suddenly, he changed from a majestic prince to the feeling of that astringent young man.

"What do you think? Huh? " When Ling Yue saw him stuttering, she looked at him with a pair of water eyes. When she looked at him like this, Feng Jue was even more flustered. She took it up with both hands, put it down, and took it up again. She seemed at a loss.

"Lian Jue, what are you going to say?" Ling Yue asked curiously,

"Eleven, your eyes are so big. Looking at me like this, i... I'm sorry." For a long time, Feng Jue held out such a sentence.

"Then I won't look!" Ling Yue turned her back to him and said.

"Don't go!" Lian Jue mistook her for going away, walked in front of her and said.

Ling Yue raised her head, looked at the tall man and asked, "Lian Jue, I won't go. I'm waiting for you to speak. Don't worry. Speak slowly."

"I, I..." the general king, who commanded thousands of troops to kill the enemy on the battlefield, looked clumsy and blushed. He couldn't say a complete word for a long time.

"You what?" Lian Lingyue looked at him puzzled.

"I, I..." Feng Jue lowered her head, as if she had made up her mind, took out a thick paper from her arms, put it in Lingyue's hand, and said, "this is what you gave me when I went to Shanhaiguan. It's all written. Have a look."

He seemed to have got something hot. After putting it into Lingyue's hand, he took a step back. His face became more red, and his earlobes were red as if they were going to bleed.

Ling Yue was stunned and looked down at the things in her arms. She trembled and opened the pages bound by him one by one. The words "Zheng" were written on them one by one.

Her eyes slowly turned red, tears filled her eyes, her heart trembled, and some couldn't believe her eyes.

"You said at that time, I, I have written it all, now give it to you." Feng Jue was at a loss. He held his fist in both hands. He didn't pick it up or put it down.

Ling Yue looked at the paper and didn't speak for a long time. Her eyes blinked and her tears fell on the back of her hand.

When Feng Jue saw her tears, he immediately panicked and hurriedly said, "eleven, you, why are you crying? Am I making you angry? Shouldn't I show you this? "

"..." Ling Yue shook her head vigorously, and more tears fell down.

"Then you, you... Don't cry." Feng Jue came forward, raised her hand, slightly clumsily wiped the tears on her cheeks, and clumsily comforted, "don't cry, 11. If you cry, I'll hurt here, one by one."

He pointed to his chest and said.

However, his words made Yue's tears fall more fiercely. He couldn't stop at all, clutching the thick stack of paper in his hand.

"You, I......" Feng Jue quickly wiped her tears and said, "did I do something wrong to make you angry?"

"..." Ling Yue shook her head again.

"Well, is it too late for me to give it to you?" Feng Jue's heart trembled. He won't admit it on the eleventh day because it took too long.

"..." Ling Yue continued to shake her head, and tears rustled down.

"That's what I gave. It's too abrupt?" Feng Jue asked tentatively. After all, she took out this thing without any psychological preparation. Did it make her unhappy?

"...." make yue'er continue to shake her head again, and a pair of tearful eyes look at the handsome man in front of her. There is a trace of tension on her picturesque face.

"Then... You... Don't like me anymore?" Feng Jue asked. Thinking of this possibility, he was suddenly nervous. It was not impossible.

"No." Ling Yue finally spoke, looked up and looked at Feng Jue with tears on her face.

"...." hearing this, Feng Jue heaved a sigh and asked carefully, "what's the matter with you?"

"Because I'm happy, fool." Ling Yue held a thick stack of paper in her heart, with tears on her cheeks, but a smile on her eyes, and said.

"..." Feng Jue finally let go of her heart, wiped away the tears on her cheek with her finger belly bit by bit, and said, "I'm sorry, eleven, I'm sorry."

"..." Ling Yue finally burst into tears and said, "Lian Jue, don't say sorry. I'm not angry at all. No matter what you do, I won't be angry. Besides, I'm almost happy when you give me this!"

Feng Jue listened to her silly words, smiled foolishly, scratched her head and said, "just be happy, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I'm too abrupt."

Ling Yue held the thick paper tightly and said, "then you have given it to me, it's mine. Even if you want to go back, I won't give it. Don't you regret it?"

"No regrets! I won't come back. This is yours. I've given it to you! " Feng Jue said solemnly as if he had sworn.

The moon smiled like a flower on her face and her eyes were still red, but she said happily, "Lian Jue, I'm really happy."

"..." Feng Jue saw her smile so happily. Finally, she was relieved and found that the palms of her hands were sweating.

God, it's harder to talk to girls than to fight.

"But..." Ling Yue raised her head slightly and said, "then, Lian Jue, you give me this. What else do you want to say?"

"Yes, i... hiss..." Feng Jue was about to say something, but he felt that the place of his neck was scratched by something. It hurt.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yue asked with concern when she saw him like this.

"It seems that he was bitten by something again. Is it an insect in the prison? I had bathed and changed my clothes yesterday. " Feng Jue stretched out his hand and grabbed the place around his neck. It was itchy.

"Show me if there are insects." Ling Yue took Feng Jue into the pavilion of the garden and put down the paper in her hand.

Feng Jue sat down in the chair and asked Yue to untie his cloak and put it on the table. Then she went behind him and looked at the original red and swollen piece on her neck. Her heart trembled slightly and inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

"Where was it just bitten, the specific location?" Ling Yue asked.

Feng Jue reached out and patted the left side of his neck.

"Let me see." What as like as two peas of the hair, the moon's hair was not even clear.

Feng Jue frowned and said, "what insect is so powerful that it sticks to me and doesn't go away. Is it hidden on my head? But Mingming's hair has also been washed. "“ Don't move! " Seeing that Feng Jue had to reach out and touch, Ling Yue suddenly said.