Tuoba Jun angrily walked out of the Yayuan and followed closely with him.

This hugging was afraid that something would happen to this Tuoba Jun, and he deliberately called a team of samurai to come.

Tuoba Jun suddenly stopped and scolded angrily: "Hug Ling, why did I enter Yayuan? You don't block? ”

"My Majesty! You're fainting! How can the minions stop it! "Hug Ling with a look of grievance, isn't this difficult for a strong man?

"You're still quibbling!" Tuoba Jun is not light.

"Minions don't dare!" Hug Ling and pretend to be timid and afraid.

"What time is it?" Tuoba Jun suddenly remembered today's morning banquet.

"It's past noon." Hug the back in a serious way.

"The ministers are all scattered?" Tuoba Jun asked seriously.

"It's all gone." Hug Wei said concisely and clearly.

"What about the county lord? Where did she go? "Tuoba Jun is still most concerned about Feng Qingru.

"I don't know!" Be straightforward and fast-talking.

"You! You're going to be angry! Tuoba stretched out his hand and wanted to clasp his palms.

"Your Majesty! Other! Other! The county lord was in the bamboo forest not far ahead, and then the slave has been accompanying His Majesty. The slave doesn't know where the county lord is now, maybe it's still in the small bamboo forest! Hug speculated.

Hearing this, he finally had a head, and Tuoba Jun did not pursue it again.

……

Feng Qingru walked out of the hall, burst into tears, and ran around by himself.

Wang Yu and the red dove followed closely behind, but they hid far away and did not dare to take a step forward.

Feng Qingru ran to a quiet bamboo forest path, sat quietly on the stone platform, stroked a few broken flowers in front of him, and slowly calmed down. She pondered her future and where she should go from here.

"Qing'er!" Xiao Xincheng came over.

There was only Feng Qingru in his eyes, and it was difficult to find it.

"Why are you here?" Feng Qingru didn't get up to greet him, but walked a few steps away.

"Qing'er! You don't want that! You know I only have you in my heart, and I don't want to marry someone else! Xiao Xincheng expressed the bitterness in his heart.

How could Feng Qingru not know his intentions, all of this was what he asked for him.

"You'll forget about me in the future!" Feng Qingru turned his back to Xiao Xincheng and said ruthlessly, his face still dry with tears.

"No, I won't forget you! How willing I am to forget you! Xiao Xincheng stepped forward a few steps, grabbed Feng Qingru's shoulders, turned his body, and said unwillingly.

"But there is no hope for us!" Feng Qingru finally told the truth.

"Even if there is no hope, as long as I look at you quietly and know that you are okay, I will be satisfied!" Xiao Xincheng took Feng Qingru into his arms and said pityingly.

"But ......" Feng Qingru crouched in his chest, his eyes were melancholy, and he still wanted to refuse.

"No, no, don't let me forget you! That's the bare minimum I require! Xiao Xincheng saw Feng Qingru, whose heart was like ashes, and his heart was like a knife.

"You are so bold that you dare to have a private meeting in the palace!" The voice of the king suddenly sounded behind the two of them, and then resounded through the sky.

"Brother Huang!"

"Your Majesty!"

The two suddenly held each other's hands tightly like frightened birds in the woods.

"Today, I have to kill you!" Tuoba Jun didn't want to listen to any explanation, so he gritted his teeth and said.

After finishing speaking, Tuoba Jun really pulled out the samurai's saber like lightning and pointed it at Xiao Xincheng to stab.

The sword was close at hand, and Xiao Xincheng was silent.

"If you want to kill him, kill me first! Anyway, we are better off living than dead now! Suddenly, Feng Qingru jumped forward to cover himself.

"Qing'er!" Xiao Xincheng exclaimed.

Tuoba Jun suddenly stopped, he stared at Feng Qingru nervously and angrily, but Feng Qing also stared at him deadly, without the slightest intention of backing down.

The two confronted each other, and the victory or defeat was only a thought.

"Get out of the way!" Tuoba Jun commanded.

"Qing'er!" Xiao Xincheng's heart rose to his throat.

"If you want to kill him, kill me! Rather than be locked up in this palace by you, I would rather die with my body. Feng Qingru cried hysterically.

"Do you think I really don't dare to kill you?" Tuoba Jun looked at Feng Qingru coldly, he thought that Feng Qingru was gambling that he was reluctant to kill her.

"You don't need to kill me! I do it myself! Feng Qingru couldn't stand Tuoba Jun's intimidation more and more, and his temperament was really stubborn. She thought that maybe if she died, everything would be over, and maybe as long as she died, there would no longer be so many difficulties.

After that, Feng Qingru gritted his teeth, reached the tip of the knife, and the sharp blade pierced into the snow muscle on his chest, and then blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

She endured the pain and stood in front of Xiao Xincheng bitterly, obviously indifferent to life and death.

Her move frightened Tuoba Jun.

Tuoba was overwhelmed and pale. He didn't expect Feng Qingru to really be on the top of the knife, and he didn't want to force his lover to death.

Seeing a blood flower on Feng Qingru's chest, he pulled out the blade of his sword in a panic. The blade of the sword left his body, only to hear the sound of "poof", and the blood spit out violently from Feng Qingru.

A stinging pain in the heart, Feng Qingru couldn't bear the pain anymore, and his body fell lightly.

Tuoba Jun wanted to help, but she fell into Xiao Xincheng's arms.

"Qing'er! Qing'er! Xiao Xincheng cried heartbreakingly.

Tuoba Jun didn't move, but the tip of his nose was red and swollen, and tears were running wildly.

Feng Qingru's breathing became more and more rapid, and the clothes on his chest were slowly soaked with blood, as if a newly embroidered peony was gradually blooming.

Xiao Xincheng picked up Feng Qingru, who was gradually losing his blood, and ran towards Changqiu Palace like crazy.

Wang Yu and Red Dove, who had already hidden on the side, saw this shocking scene, and they were already so anxious that they burned their eyebrows. They saw Xiao Xincheng rushing towards Changqiu Palace with Feng Qingru in his arms, so they also followed behind him anxiously after him.

Why? Why? Are you willing to die for him?

Why? Why? Would you rather die than be with me?

Tuoba Jun's tears finally couldn't help but fall, he didn't want to hurt her. His heart was like a thousand threads, and the more he was entangled, the more chaotic he became.

Suddenly, Tuoba Jun threw down the sword in his hand, turned around and ran in the direction of Changqiu Palace.

In the Changqiu Palace, there was a scene of hurry.

Men and women's servants walked back and forth inside and outside the temple with hot water, towels, and large and small medicine jars.

In the dormitory, Feng Qingru had lost her mind, she was lying on the floor in a daze, sweating profusely, and her face showed pain from time to time.

Xiao Xincheng retreated left and right.

He gently peeled off Feng Qingru's robe, and carefully uncovered the clothes that had been adhered to the wound.

Under the clothes, Feng Qingru's white chest was already dripping with blood. A slender knife edge was impressive, the surrounding snow muscles had already been cut and fleshed, blood was gurgling from the cracked wound, Xiao Xincheng wiped the blood stains around Feng Qingru's wound with a clean towel.

The blood-stained towels were changed one by one, but they couldn't stop Feng Qingru's blood.