Feng Liye fainted because of excessive consumption of true energy.

But he was just unconscious for two incense sticks. After waking up, he held Qingge's hand again and continued to deliver true energy to her.

It lasted for two days and two nights, and Chu Qingge's tone finally got hung up and stabilized.

She woke up early on the third morning.

In his sight, Feng Liye looked pale and looked at her without turning his eyes.

There are also doctors and windbreakers in the room.

Feng Zao looked vicissitudes and was clearly not injured. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness, and was even weaker than her patient.

Qingge wanted to sit up, and Feng Liye went to help her.

She raised her weak hand and gently pushed him away.

Those eyes that were not very energetic were actually without wind or waves, and were very calm.

She looked at Feng Zao: "Where is buried?"

Feng Zao felt sad and whispered: "In the back mountain."

... Lan Yu and Feng Zao supported Qingge and walked slowly towards the back mountain.

Feng Liye walked behind them, and after Qingge woke up, he had never seen him at all.

If you want to touch her, she will ruthlessly push her away.

She is not angry, not angry, not crazy.

But he ignored him.

In the back mountain, the new tomb stands alone in the wind.

Feng Zao felt sad when he saw the word Qiaoer.

The seven-foot man almost burst into tears.

However, Chu Qingge still had no expression on his face. He walked to the grave and sat slowly on the ground with Lan Yu's support.

She is really weak now, and even such a simple movement of sitting down, she is so tired that she almost overwhelmed with her back.

Lan Yu prepared some paper money and delivered it to her: "Princess..."

"What's the use of burning these? Do you think that after a person dies, there will be a wisp of soul left in the underworld?"

She is a person from the 21st century, and she does not believe in these ghosts.

She would rather believe that Qiaoer traveled through time like her after her death.

Maybe, it was to wear it to an older age, maybe it was to go to their twenty-first century.

But like a weak little girl, she may be bullied wherever she goes, right?

Lan Yu didn't know what to say, so he could only squat on the side.

Although the princess was unwilling to burn paper money, he still wanted to burn this paper money to Qiao'er.

I can't let that girl live a tight life below.

Feng had sat down beside Chu Qingge, and he didn't say anything, but just looked at the words he wrote on the wooden monument on the grave.

It was unknown how long it took, but Lan Yu's paper money was burned out, and Chu Qingge's gaze gradually became clearer.

She also looked at the words on the wooden monument.

Qiaoer.

"We're leaving."

As soon as she said this, Lan Yu immediately came over to help her.

Qingge stood up and saw Feng Zao still sitting on the ground. She said hoarsely: "When she left, she said a few words to you."

Feng Zao's heart tightened and looked up at her, breathing disordered.

"She said...I'm sorry, Brother Feng, Qiao'er can't be with you anymore."

Qingge left.

Feng Liye kept silent and followed her.

Even if she didn't want to have any contact with him, he would always keep pace with him.

Feng was in front of Qiao'er's grave for three days and three nights. At this moment, he finally couldn't help crying loudly.

"In your heart, you have agreed to marry me, right?"

Although she has been hiding, shy, and has always wanted to keep a distance from him.

But what she said before leaving had already clearly stated her intentions.
Chapter completed!