Late at night, Feng Tianyue still showed no signs of waking up. However, her face was no longer as pale as before, and her breathing was steady and powerful.

The doctor said that she would wake up in two days, but Ye Molan couldn't afford to wait.

My father was critically ill, and it was a time when the situation changed abruptly. Ye Lixuan was obviously in the imperial city, but his father urgently summoned him back.

Why did his father abandon the night departure that he had always favored? The reason for this is not very clear. But he clearly knows that there is a good chance that his father's favorite candidate is him.

The things that are in my heart are at my fingertips, and Ye Molan is naturally happy and yearning. Don't leave Xuan overnight in the imperial city, in case he has the intention of usurping the throne. If Ye Molan doesn't rush back early, once he ascends the throne strongly, everything will be empty talk.

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Ye Molan can't afford to delay. Even if he was reluctant, he had to leave silently.

Ye Molan carefully explained to Qingfeng and the others, and looked at Feng Tianyue inch by inch. Then took advantage of the good moonlight and embarked on the journey home.

But he didn't know that after a nostalgic glance when he left, Feng Tianyue opened her eyes in a daze and fell into a coma again.

This is fate. I can't ask for it, I can't hope for it.

On the second day, the sun struck, and the warm light hit Feng Tianyue's hideous face through the window. Her eyes rolled under her nose a few times, and finally she woke up.

She struggled to open her eyes, and saw Ye Lixuan sitting at the head of the bed. She was powerless, and she didn't know where she got the strength, and she cried bitterly when she threw herself into Ye Lixuan's arms.

It's as if I'm going to cry to him for all my grievances.

Ye Lixuan saw her so scarred, and she was already in pain. Listening to her pitiful sobbing, it was even more like a cone stabbing at her.

Tears soon wet his shirt, and his heart was full of remorse. If she had arrived one step earlier, she wouldn't have had to suffer so much.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ye Lixuan didn't know how to comfort people, just such a concise sentence made Feng Qianyue feel at ease. She steadied herself and slowly stopped crying.

The phoenix poured into the moon's feelings, and now I realized the pain all over my body. Even though she gritted her teeth in pain, she was still attached to the warmth of the moment and was unwilling to let go.

"Come on, eat something first."

Ye Lixuan carefully let go of her and let people serve the meal they had prepared earlier.

He took the millet porridge and tested the temperature himself before feeding it to Feng Tianyue. For a while, she burst into tears, and she was about to shed tears again.

"Okay, with me, no one can bully you anymore."

Ye Lixuan wanted to help her soothe her tears, but he was afraid that it would hurt her, so he printed a kiss on her forehead.

He was so gentle that Feng Tianyue was a little stunned. But the warmth in my heart is even more sweet.

As soon as Ye Lixuan entered Pei Cheng today, he heard about Ye Molan, a major event that caused a sensation in Pei Cheng. He vaguely felt that the woman in the topic was Feng Qianyue. Although she didn't want to believe that she was hurt, she still couldn't suppress the worry in her heart and anxiously looked for what was going on.

When he arrived at the hospital, he saw her lying on the bed weakly, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if he had been strangled.

Qingfeng told him that Feng Tianyue had no worries about his life, and he only needed to recuperate. He calmed down and waited for her to wake up.

Her face was ruined, and she couldn't see her previous appearance anymore, and she was even a little ugly. Ye Lixuan didn't feel the slightest disgust, only a deep heartache, blaming himself for not being by her side.

Feng Tianyue used some food, but she couldn't resist the pain in her body, so Ye Lixuan asked her to lie down and rest.

When she was tortured and struggling, she was pinched by the mothers-in-law and punched and kicked for a while. It was because she was in pain all over her body, and she couldn't sleep peacefully for a long time. It wasn't until I took the decoction that I could fall asleep.

Ye Lixuan told her to sleep peacefully, and then she had another thought.

He turned to Qingfeng and asked in a cold voice, "Where is the person who hurt her now?" ”

"In the forbidden room in the dungeon, I'm afraid I'm going to die."

After a day and a night, it's time to lose your breath.

"Take me there."

"Yes."

Although Qingfeng is not Ye Lixuan's subordinate, he has a low status after all, so he has to honestly obey Ye Lixuan's orders.

He didn't dare to say that Feng Tianyue had been robbed, so he had to signal a few other people to enter the house to guard.

In the forbidden room, the dim oil lamps illuminated the damp stone walls around them, and the sound of grievances continued to float.

When I opened the stone door, I saw several naked blood-colored bodies wrapped in fishing nets, arranged horizontally and vertically in the forbidden room.

Although they hung naked in front of several men. But when they are old and decrepit, they can't arouse the interest of others at all.

Several executioners were very difficult, and they thought about what to do with these thousand cuts.

Where in the world are there so many heinous people who can be put to death by Ling Chi? Although a few people know how to do it, they have never operated a knife, how can they ensure that they will not die after cutting a thousand knives?

If they die halfway, aren't they the ones who are unlucky?

Just as the executioner hesitated to stab him for the first time, Ye Lixuan went to the execution room.

He was very satisfied when he saw that several people were covered in bruises, but they were still hanging half of their lives.

His goal was very direct, directly at Mrs. Chang. This mastermind behind the scenes, he naturally has to clean it up himself.

What exactly is he doing? Comparable to a thousand cuts?