Chapter 1212

For a long time, doctor Jia opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

"Come on, the king is ready!" Feng Jue said in a cold voice.

"Yes." Doctor Jia touched the sweat on his forehead, showing sympathy and reluctance at the bottom of his eyes, and said, "because the place where the scorpion stung, poisonous blood surged up on his neck, his Highness's eyes were damaged, lost... Blind."

Forty nine and Zhang Xi listened and stepped back at the same time, with an expression of near despair on their faces.

Feng Jue's hand paused, his eyelids blinked and said, "blind?"

"The grass people checked carefully. Your Highness has no problems in other places, only eyes. God doesn't want to take your Highness's life, but he has to take your Highness's eyes." Doctor Jia said.

"So, is this the king's creation? The king's life is great and he can't die, but he can't see it. " Feng Jue said, there was no expression on his face.

"Yes, that's what I mean." Doctor Jia said, "Your Highness, at least your life is safe. Your highness wants to open some."

Forty nine looked into Feng Jue's eyes with tears:

Their Highness's eyes used to be so beautiful, like the bright stars in the sky. If you look more, you feel you want to fall into the stars.

But now, it was so empty and expressionless, as if the light had gone out and there was nothing.

"Your Highness... It's okay, eyes... Eyes can be cured. There are so many doctors, oh, and doctor Dong. There will always be a way to invite them one by one." Forty-nine said, tears and eyes popping down.

"Ha ha." Feng Jue smiled, smiling so desolate.

No, he can't see anything!

In front of him, the dark night followed him closely.

He could not see the bright mountains and rivers, the beautiful mountains and rivers, the bright sunshine, the birds in the sky and the moon.

He can't see anything! He is blind!

"Ah!" Feng Jue suddenly stood up and went out. The blow was too big for him. He thought he would get hurt, but he never became blind.

This weighed heavily on his inner strength. He couldn't stand it. He became blind!

He's going out, he's going out!

But he couldn't see anything. He staggered along, reaching out and groping ahead.

From time to time, he bumped into things in front, doors, steps, trees and so on. He was dizzy and bleeding on his forehead!

Anyone who comes near will be scolded by him!

He went straight ahead. Forty nine and Zhang Xi didn't trust him, but they couldn't go forward several times. He had to follow him from a distance.

"Why? Why? God, why did you do this to me? " He suddenly stopped, raised his hand, pointed to the direction of the sky and shouted loudly and angrily.

"Your Highness..." forty-nine murmured, his eyes full of sadness.

"Do you want to tell your highness nine and the princess right away?" Zhang Xi was also very worried and said,

"Your Highness didn't say. Let's wait and talk to him when your highness calms down." Forty nine has a better understanding of the temperament of Feng Jue.

"Well, wait until your highness calms down." Zhang Xi sighed deeply, "how could he become like this? His highness is so brave and valiant. He holds a sword every day, but now... It's too hard for him to accept."

"Even we can't accept it, not to mention himself. Why is my highness's life so hard? Why does he bear all the pain? "

Forty nine said sadly.

The relationship between your highness and the second Miss Lian family began to get closer. There was a breakthrough, but such a thing happened immediately.

He really doubted that God was deliberately against his highness to prevent him from living a good life.

"Hahaha, hahaha..." Feng Jue bent his knees and fell to the ground. The cloth wrapped around his hand fell off, and the blood flowed out of the palm of his hand and fell to the ground.

As soon as he was soft, he lay on the ground and laughed loudly, but there was another sad look on his face.

Can't see, he became a blind man, a blind man of God's nerve meridian, can't see a little bit.

At this time, a thunderbolt flashed in the sky, and then the rain came as scheduled.

Feng Jue lay on the ground, opened his hands and feet, and let the cold rain hit him. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Feng Jue's empty eyes didn't know where to look.

There was a burning anger in his heart, burning his body.

I can't see him. He's blind. He's like a disabled man. He can't live without people's care for a moment in the future. What ability can he have to achieve hegemony.

Also, eleven, the little girl he unknowingly likes, how he will bear her future, what qualifications he has to like others, and what qualifications he has to let her be his own princess.

He will only become a burden to her. How can he give her happiness? He stopped while she was trying to run forward.

The rain continued to rain, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Each thought tortured him and tortured him severely.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. He was soaked through and there was no dry place.

The wound in the palm was washed clean by the rain, and the blood flowed away along the path.

God, how many hardships are there for him? Can't he even be happy?

What did he do in his previous life? He will torture him again and again in his life.

"Forty nine, the rain is so terrible. You'd better hold an umbrella, or your highness will be in trouble if you get drenched and catch the wind and cold!" Zhang Xi turned his head, wiped the sweat on his face and said.

"Yes!" Forty nine ignored being scolded by Feng Jue, ran back to the house, took an umbrella, ran to Feng Jue's side, and blocked the wanton rain with an umbrella.

Feng Jue felt that the rain was gradually gone. He raised his hand, opened his palm and said to himself, "has the rain stopped?"

His face was mixed with tears and sweat, which looked particularly heartbreaking.

Forty nine said with a cry, "Your Highness, it's forty-nine. Forty-nine has given you an umbrella. Get up quickly to avoid being drenched and cold."

Forty nine said and bent down to help him. Seeing this, Zhang Xi hurriedly ran over in the rain, stretched out his hand to stop Feng Jue's body and helped him up.

He was cold all over. Zhang Xi quickly took off his cloak and wrapped it around Feng Jue“ Your highness, go back. The wound on your hand is open again. " Forty nine carefully persuaded her, for fear that it would stimulate Feng Jue, and her actions seemed cautious, afraid to make Feng Jue unhappy.