Nanchuan, Yunwang Mansion.

Feng Wanwan used a silver needle to pick out the golden thread in Mo Xuan's collapsed wound little by little. The medicinal materials prepared by Feng Mian had already been ground into powder, and Senior Yu took the medicinal powder, poured some juice of hundred-year-old yacon fruit from the porcelain bottle on the side and mixed it with the medicinal powder, mixed it, and applied it to the wound behind Mo Xuan and bandaged it with gauze.

"Whether you can wake up or not depends on tonight."

Senior Yu patted Feng Wanwan's shoulder and explained.

At this time, Fengxi also walked in with the boiled ginseng soup and ginger tea. Senior Yu handed the ginger tea to Feng Wanwan and motioned for her to drink it, after all, it was also raining, drink some ginger tea to drive away the cold.

Feng Mian took the ginseng soup that Feng Xi was carrying, and Feng Xi helped Mo Xuan up, carefully avoiding the wound. Feng Mian took the ginseng soup and fed it into Mo Xuan's mouth little by little, because he was unconscious, most of the ginseng soup fed in it flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

"Girl doll, you go feed it." Senior Yu took the ginseng soup from Feng Mian's hand and handed it to Feng Wanwan on the side.

"Me? Senior, how can I feed like this? Feng Wanwan looked at Yu Mengqi in disbelief, I don't know why Senior Yu said this.

"How do you feed it, do you still need my old man to teach you? Mian'er, Xi'er, we don't need us here, accompany my grandfather to see King Yu and that little son. ”

Yu Mengqi couldn't help but say, pushed Mo Xuan into Feng Wanwan's arms, and pulled Fengxi Fengmian out of the room, leaving the stunned Feng Wanwan and the unconscious Mo Xuan.

"Ancestor, what are you? The young master is the wife of his younger brother, why are you elbowing out? ”

Fengxi, who was pulled out of the room, was very puzzled by the reason why his grandfather did this. The young master wants to marry his younger brother, why doesn't his grandfather help his younger brother, but also create opportunities for the young master and others.

"You kid, you're still too tender."

Yu Mengqi touched his beard and smiled, and left on his own. Feng Xi turned to look at Feng Mian on the side, Feng Mian held his glass jar and kept up with Yu Mengqi's pace, leaving Feng Xi alone in the same place.

Feng Wanwan in the room supported the unconscious Mo Xuan, thinking about how to make an unconscious person drink the ginseng soup in the bowl. I can't pour it in, and a little bit of feeding will come out of my mouth again, and it will spill out before I have time to swallow.

After a while, Feng Wanwan closed her eyes and took a mouthful of ginseng soup by herself, and lowered her head to cover Mo Xuan's lips. Holding Mo Xuan's shoulder with one hand to avoid the wound, and rubbing Mo Xuan's neck up and down with the other hand to assist him in swallowing.

Using this method, Feng Wanwan fed Mo Xuan a bowl of ginseng soup in one bite.

And at that time, after Yu Mengqi and Feng Mian walked to the room where Yu Wang and Su Rui were, Feng Xi also followed.

"Your Royal Highness, how are you feeling today?" Feng Mian stepped forward to support Feng Wanyan, who was about to get up, and checked his pulse with two fingers.

"It's good, I feel more and more energetic." Feng Wanyan said with a smile.

"Well, it's recovering well." Feng Mian removed his fingers from Feng Wanyan's wrist, he was also happy for this man, and he was finally bitter.

On the other side, Yu Mengqi was also checking Su Rui's wounds, the skin that had been cut off on his face was slowly growing again, Yu Mengqi also looked at Su Rui's eyes, used internal force to dredge the meridians in his eyes, and applied medicine.

"Brother, do you really rest assured that you will leave the young master there?" Feng Xi put his arm around Feng Mian's shoulder, but still said the question that he hadn't figured out.

"Brother, Wanwan is measured. Moreover, Wanwan also deserves more people to like her. If she and Mo Xuan can really succeed, I am quite happy to let Mo Xuan be my brother, wouldn't it be good to have one more person to protect Wanwan? Feng Mian said with a smile, his eyes were sincere and he didn't lie.

"Silly brother, most people think about how to take up more favor, it's good for you to push your wife to someone else before you pass the door!"

Feng Xi rubbed the top of Feng Mian's head, since his younger brother said so, he didn't need to worry about him. Before he finished speaking, he was beaten by Yu Mengqi. Fengxi rubbed the top of his head, only to hear Yu Mengqi speak.

"Xi'er, you haven't slept yet! Learn more, this is great wisdom! ”

Fengling Palace.

"Yan'er, what do you mean by this?"

Feng Ke angrily walked into the Yanhuang Palace, which had been renamed Nian Yao Palace, and threw down a bunch of picture scrolls. The picture scrolls are scattered and spread out, all of which are portraits of some handsome sons.

"Your Majesty, please call this palace Nian Yao, there is no more Dugu Yan in the world. These are the children of the family who are ready to fill the harem for His Majesty, and I ask Your Majesty to choose. ”

Dugu Yan took out three incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them on the incense table in front of Feng Ruoyao's spiritual seat. glanced at the angry Feng Ke and the picture scroll on the ground, and spoke indifferently. Yao'er has been dead for more than three years, and Duguyan's heart has also died with it. insisted on changing his name to Dugu Nianyao, waved away all the people who had served in Yanhuang Palace, and was dressed in white all day long, accompanied by his daughter with a green lantern ancient Buddha.

"You know that there is only you in your lonely heart, it's been three years, haven't you let go yet?"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The palace only wants to live in a corner and guard Yao'er, and the rest has nothing to do with the palace. ”

Feng Ke raised troops to force the palace at the beginning, all for the man in front of him. Later, after she ascended the throne of God, even if she risked the condemnation of the world, even if she suppressed it with iron and blood, she would help this person with her heart and mind to the back seat and accompany her to rule the world.

He said that he wanted to change his name to Dugu Nianyao, and she agreed. He said that he wanted to set up an everlasting lamp for Feng Ruoyao and posthumously crown him as the Empress Dowager of Xiaoyi, and she agreed. He said that he wanted to hold a wake for his daughter and would not have sex with her, but she agreed. She agreed to what he wanted, but she didn't warm his heart.

"Yan'er, what do you have to do alone to be happy? It's been a long time since I've seen you smile! ”

"Your Majesty, Dugu Yan is dead, and only the walking dead Dugu Nianyao is left. If Your Majesty wants to make the palace happy, then please return the Yao'er of the palace. ”

"Yan'er, you like children, you can have another one with Lone. Feng Ruoyao is dead, no matter how much you spoil yourself, she won't be able to come back! ”

"Your Majesty, as long as Yao'er is in this palace, please respect yourself!"

Dugu Yan's indifference made Feng Ke feel that his true heart was being trampled on. Angry for a while, he stepped forward and lifted Dugu Yan directly from the front of the Buddha shrine, pinching his shoulders with both hands, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.

Feng Ke felt that since it was useless to say more, there was no need to say more. With a direct wave of his hand, he tore off Dugu Yan's belt. The belt fell to the ground, and Dugu Yan's outer shirt was wide open, revealing the white underwear inside.

Even if he had faced such a situation, Dugu Yan was still expressionless and did not say a word.

Feng Ke had already been overshadowed by anger, remembering the scene when Dugu Yan entered the palace and married her sister, and remembered that he didn't agree to take him away because of his cowardice at that time, so he wasted many years.

Feng Ke had already ripped off Dugu Yan's shirt, and Dugu Yan was standing there with only his shirt. When Feng Ke tore open his underwear, a tear fell from the corner of Dugu Yan's eyes and slowly closed his eyes.

Tears dripped down Duguyan's face and dripped on Feng Ke's face buried in his shoulder, burning and hot.

A tear pulled Feng Ke back from his anger. In front of her was the person she was thinking about, how could she humiliate this man like this. In a panic, she picked up the clothes that had been torn by her from the ground and wrapped Dugu Yan.

"Your Majesty, if you don't have any intention of continuing, please go back."

Dugu Yan opened his mouth lightly, closed his eyes, and no longer looked at Feng Ke in front of him, missing the guilt and apology in Feng Ke's eyes.

"Yan'er, do you have to be so lonely? Lone remembers that you said that you are only the husband of the emperor, so Lone did everything possible to become the emperor. How do you want to be alone! ”

Feng Ke didn't know what mood to use to describe for a while.

She always remembered that her cowardice made Dugu Yan the queen of the imperial sister, and she hid at the border. Later, when I returned to the capital, when I entered the palace for a banquet, I met Dugu Yan who passed through the imperial garden. She plucked up the courage to ask him for an answer. stepped forward to stop Dugu Yan's queen and said bluntly that there was something to discuss with him.

She asked him, do you love the royal sister? He said, Love. She asked him, is the royal sister good to him? He said, "It's good." She asked if she had come as promised, would he have gone with her? He shook his head and said no. He said that he was only the husband of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, don't mention the past. Duguyan no longer exists. ”

Dugu Yan opened his eyes indifferently, gathered the torn clothes on his body, and his expressionless face made Feng Ke think that the tears just now were just an illusion.

"Good, good. Someone came, and all the sons on these portraits on the ground were brought into the palace, no matter how big or small, they were all named concubines. Dugu Yan, you are not the only one who can be the husband of the emperor! ”

Feng Ke laughed angrily, and after speaking loudly, he brushed his sleeves and left, and the attendants outside the door came in to collect the scattered scrolls.

Boom!!!

The vermilion door closed again, closing the fragility in the depths of Dugu Yan's eyes, and also blocking Feng Ke's determination not to look back.

In the empty hall, Dugu Yan sat on the ground, hugging his knees and letting out a subtle whimper.

He didn't want to do that to her, but there was too much missed between them. If she could have made it to the appointment on time that day, he would not have married Feng Gulan, and everything that followed would not have happened.

Just like that reunion in the palace, it was not a chance encounter as she thought, but an encounter deliberately arranged by Feng Gulan. Everyone in the entire Dugu Mansion was invited into the Fengwu Palace, and the supreme Feng Emperor sent someone to tell him that if he answered satisfactorily, the Dugu clan would be born. If the answer is not satisfactory to her, the heads of the Dugu clan will be sent to him. So when she asked him if he would go with her if he showed up on time, he could only say no.

It's not that I don't love, it's that I can't love. There is too much helplessness in this world, which leads to missing each other.

The alliance should still be there, but the cause has changed.

Now he is no longer qualified to love her, Yao'er's death has completely cut off their fate, and he can't be married to her who killed Yao'er.

At night, Feng Ke was in the imperial study to review the folds, and a palace attendant hurriedly came to report, the queen, it's over.

Feng Ke waved away all the pieces on the table, and ran madly to Nian Yao Palace. Dugu Yan finished himself with a white silk, his thin body hung on the beams in the hall, and Feng Ruoyao's spiritual position was placed in the collar on his chest. Behind the spiritual seat is a few words crudely engraved, missed in this life, waiting for you in the next life.