"Prince, if this continues, the person will really die."

The strategist reminded King Fenglun again that if this ordinary person continues to starve like this, he will lose his skin even if he doesn't die.

What's more, he was a woman.

Now that the strategist thinks of that one, his heart jumps to the point. Since King Fenglun brought this woman back, for some reason, an inexplicable crisis began to appear in his heart, and such a crisis came from that one.

King Fenglun clenched his teeth tightly, clenched his hands into fists, slowly placed them on the table, and then smashed them hard, really not toasting.

Then she stood up, and even the wind brought out of the corner of her clothes was painful as if she had cut her skin.

When the strategist saw King Fenglun leave, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come!" He quickly called out until a maid came in, and the strategist quickly ordered, "Go and send some food to that person, don't let someone die."

"yes."

The maid took the order and walked on.

The strategist really felt that his head not only hurts, but also has a little big.

In fact, if he could do it, he wanted to send that person back, but if she could agree, she would assume that it had never happened before.

It's just that he knows clearly.

There is no one in this world who can endure such humiliation, and who can not avenge yourself or seek justice for yourself.

He himself cannot do anything, so how can he impose it on others?

So that person cannot leave, cannot be thrown away, and cannot be sent away. Of course, the most impossible thing is death.

As long as people are alive, they can always find a way to remedy, but if they die, they will not be able to save them even if they want to.

So no matter what, he tried to save this person's life.

But when he thought of their chaotic queen, the slightest uneasiness in his heart became even greater.

This time, the prince seemed to have caused trouble, and he only dared to rot in his stomach, but he did not dare to discuss it with others.

Shen Qingci opened his eyes, and his eyes were blurred. She wanted to raise her hand, but she didn't even have any strength.

A sudden sound of steps came from outside, adding the aroma of food.

Shen Qingci closed his eyes again and clenched his fingers under the quilt.

She knew she had won.

The little maid put the things on the table, then stepped forward and looked at the man lying on the collapse. As a result, she saw that the man was still moving, and she was frightened to death.

No, this is not dead, right?

But what should I do if I die?

She was so scared that she broke out in cold sweat, especially when she saw the woman with her eyes closed, her face was pale, and countless small bloodshots were cracked in the corners of her lips, almost all of them rolled and crawled out.

And the moment she went out, the woman who was lying on the collapsed side, who was thought to be dying by the maid, opened her eyes. It was strange. Even though she was embarrassed, her eyes had never seen any turbidity or clearness before, and she was still in despair.

She always believed that there was no way out, and of course she believed even more, not before asking what she wanted to ask, before she got what she wanted.

That one will not kill her life.

She sat up and grabbed the quilt hard until she had wrinkled it.

Then, she finally fell down, but her body was weak and weak, but she was still walking step by step.

Then he walked to the table, picked up the spoon and placed it in the bowl of soup.

She trembled her hands and asked herself for a sip of soup. She thought it was the soup that was put into her mouth and before she could swallow it, she knew that she had come alive.

After swallowing the soup, she closed her eyes and felt a warm feeling melting into the vitality and recovering little by little.

Her hands and feet began to warm up, continuing her vitality and becoming more and more.

Another sip of soup

She suddenly smiled.

This is only the first time. Is there anything else? She, Shen Qingci, was waiting, and she was waiting. She had the ability to kill her.

When the strategist rushed over, she saw Shen Qingci sitting at the table, drinking the soup in the bowl bite by bit. Although the ingredients had not been finished for two days, she did not put these things into her stomach like a starving ghost.

In addition to her own upbringing, there is something else she knows that she, who has not eaten for several days, has become very weak at this time, so the big fish and meat have never moved at all. She only drinks this bowl of soup, and uses this bowl of soup to moisten her stomach and intestines, and makes her stomach and intestines begin to receive food, and also begin to get used to food. Otherwise, she will be big fish and meat all at once. If she stuffs it into her mouth, she will really support herself to death.

"Why, are you here to see if I'm dead?"

Although Shen Qingci didn't know who this person was, the clothes and accessories on his body should be the counselors in the mansion. He didn't look very good, and he was also a little older. The person who paid so much attention to color would never find such an ordinary-looking man around him, who was also an old-fashioned man.

"Please calm down Princess Shuo, our prince..."

The strategist bowed to Shen Qingci. He knew that their actions were appropriate, but he could not change anything?

"What's wrong with your prince?"

Shen Qingci sneered.

Her expression was so contemptuous that the counselors were disrespectful.

"Say it, why don't you say it?"

Shen Qingci picked up the spoon and drank the soup in the bowl bite by bit.

"Do you want to say that your prince is still young and not very sensible?"

The strategist heard the old face that was extremely bleak. He was always going to be a grandmother. But he was always dissatisfied with the old age and thought he was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. He had taken a lot of young and handsome male pets around him, but he didn't know what it was like outside?

If it comes to absurdity, if their prince said that he was the second, no one would dare to mention the first place.

Shen Qingci put down the spoon, even though her belly was still empty, she did not eat it anymore. If she continued to eat it, she was afraid that her stomach would be overwhelmed.

She slightly tidied up her clothes and sat upright.

"Did you also come to ask about the method of immortality?"

Shen Qingci directly asked the counselor in front of him, and his eyes were always straight. She had no way of immortality and did not need to feel guilty about others.

Even if she has a way, this is her opportunity. Is it related to others? Is it related to others?
Chapter completed!