Feng Meili returned to the store with a heavy heart, saw Yuan Xiaochen sitting on a chair and pretending to sleep, walked up to him, and threw the piece of blood cloth she found back in front of him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan Xiaochen opened his eyes and saw Feng Meili throwing a piece of cloth over, this cloth was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and thought about it, isn't this Tong Ling's clothes? How stained with blood.

He stood up excitedly, "How is Tong Ling?" ”

Feng Meili: "Don't you care about her?" What do you still care about her doing? ”

Yuan Xiaochen picked up the blood cloth and showed a sad expression, "Tell me quickly." ”

Feng Meili didn't show off, "I went to Bibo Ting, there were traces of a fight, and the ground was full of blood, I suspect Tong Ling, it's already ...... Already ......"

Before Feng Meili could finish speaking, Yuan Xiaoji rushed out with the blood cloth.

He quickly came to the Bibo Pavilion, which was no longer the scene he had been there in the morning, and the pavilion was very chaotic, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

recalled that in the morning, Tong Ling came to see him in the pavilion, she was afraid that he would be sad, so she ran over to see him, but he ......

Yuan Xiaochen clutched the blood cloth in his hand, he really didn't mean it, he was just messy, not that he didn't like her.

He slowly walked into the pavilion step by step, and came to the place where Tong Ling fell, the wind blew in gusts, but his heart

But it hurts like being dug up, and it is not lost to know how to cherish it.

He squatted there as if he had lost his soul, was he destined to be lonely all his life? remembered that when the concubine left, he took his hand, "Zhen'er, the concubine can't be with you anymore, you have to take good care of yourself and live well." ”

Thinking of Tong Ling again, he shouted loudly at the sky, "Tong Ling, where are you?" ”

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, "I know you like me, but I like ...... too"

Two days later.

The news of Tong Ling's death soon reached the ears of the emperor, although the emperor regretted it, but the matter had already happened, so he could only send someone to comfort and comfort General Tong, change Feng Manrou to the crown princess, and get married tomorrow.

Some people are happy, some people are worried. Tong Ling's death brought the biggest benefit to Feng Manrou, who successfully changed from a side concubine to a crown princess.

Feng Meili returned to the mansion, sat at the table and sighed, all this seems to be beyond her control, Tong Ling's matter, she has an unshirkable responsibility, if she doesn't exchange conditions with her, maybe she is fine now, and she is married to the prince.

Feng Meili has been in guilt for the past few days, but the prince's wedding banquet is still here, and she doesn't want to go, but as Princess Mo, it doesn't make sense if she doesn't go.

Yuan Xiaomo came to see her a few times, comforted her, and told her not to take it to heart, but thinking about it, she knew who did it, and it must have something to do with her good sister.

Yuan Xiaomo looked at Feng Meili sullenly, and in order to make her happy, she took a lot of thought.

He asked Qianchuan to get a flower feather coat without knowing where to go, with fine workmanship, and wore it on Feng Meili as if it was tailor-made for her.

Like a fairy among a hundred flowers, beautiful and incomprehensible.

Yuan Xiaomo took her hand, "Turn around and let this king see." ”

Feng Meili glanced at him and turned around, in fact, she also liked this dress very much, it really fit on her.

Yuan Xiaomo nodded, "Yes, I'll wear this for tomorrow's banquet." ”

Feng Meili can't think about it, tomorrow is the day when the prince gets married, and she is wearing such a grand outfit, which means that she is a bit of a strong limelight.

Yuan Xiaomo seemed to see through her thoughts, "I just want the prince to see how wrong it is for him to miss you." ”