"Bang!"

Emperor Yu was slightly angry, and slapped the table, "Bastard, when did Yiye Villa and Qingyan become righteous brothers and sisters, how could the robbed Qingyan be there with you." ”

Zhan Liang night lifted his eyes, and the streamer was wanton.

"I'm afraid that only Lord Ye Zhuang can reply to the emperor with these words, Weichen's wife was poisoned, was seriously injured, and was forced to go to Ling Chitai, and the minister did not abandon the million army and come back to save people, he is already worthy of the emperor." Zhan Liangye's voice was faint, but it was invigorating and angry.

"And how are you going?" Emperor Yu's eyes were full of complexity when he looked at Zhan Liangye, and he said lightly, "Li Zhizhen is dead, Mo Yue is missing, but Xue'er doesn't know the inside story, find a day, I will recognize it..."

"Your Majesty!" Zhan Liangye interrupted Emperor Yu's words.

"Qingyan's seal has not been solved, coupled with the bloody tragedy of the year, everything is a mystery, Qingyan should not want to come back."

Zhan Liangye's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with a playful face, wanting to recognize Feng Qingyan, wishful thinking.

Emperor Yu sighed, waved his hand, signaled Zhan Liangye to retreat, sat alone in front of the desk, looked tired, stroked the painting scroll in his hand, his eyes flashed red, as if he had aged a lot all of a sudden.

General Hua Jing and Mrs. Hua Jing waited in the hall, and the Zhenguo Mansion and the princess couldn't help but comfort them.

Seeing Zhan Liangye coming in, he choked up and said, "Cool night, my son... Did I find it? Mrs. Huajing hid her face and wept.

Zhan Liangye frowned, his heart was like a punch, and it was hard to open his mouth in pain.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Huajing cried even more..... My Xuan'er ....."

The princess comforted, "Hui Xian, Xuan'er will be fine, wait a few days, the emperor and the Zhenguo Mansion have sent people to find it." ”

Mrs. Huajing's eyes were red and swollen, and she was choked and speechless.

General Hua Jing was even more vicissitudes, and his eyes were a little ruddy.

In the dead of night

The night court of the Zhenguo Mansion is brightly lit.

Qing San and Qing Er were guarding the door, and the princess and General Zhan were sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, and the princess's eyes were rosy and looked towards the room from time to time.

The whole room was filled with purple glow, constantly intersecting around Feng Qingyan and Zhan Liangye.

"Hmm....."

Zhan Liangye suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his hands trembled uncontrollably, his wrist twisted again, and turned into a stronger purple ghost power and slapped Feng Qingyan's back.

Feng Qingyan, who was sitting cross-legged with his back to Zhan Liangye, still closed his eyes tightly, his stunning little face was full of lifelessness, and the gorgeous purple ghost power continued to flow into Feng Qingyan's body.

Zhan Liangye's eyes slowly faded and thinned, his sparkling face was even more pale and terrifying, his red lips trembled, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The princess fidgeted, her hands constantly intertwined, and the prince of Zhenguo gently hugged Princess Yin.

The purple ghost light in the room slowly disappeared, and the princess burst into tears with excitement, "Hurry... Hurry....", he was incoherent and wept as he pointed to the vanishing light in the room.

Qing San Qing Er reacted and immediately rushed into the room.

The heavy smell of blood came to his face, and he saw Feng Qingyan lying on the bed lifelessly.

Zhan Liangye's face was pale, his phoenix eyes were blank, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

A muffled gasp sound came from the throat.

Qing San and Qing Er hurriedly helped up their master.

"Go.... Go and find... Look for..... Old man Qi ........" Zhan Liangye muttered hoarsely and weakly, and then fainted, unconscious.

"Night." The princess was distressed to the extreme.

Early morning.

A ray of sunlight shines through the window and spreads on the head of the bed.

Feng Qingyan's fingers moved slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened, slowly rolling his eyes, caressing his heart, and his head was in chaos.

"Miss." Ah Yue hurriedly helped the young lady up.

"Miss, you're awake." His voice seemed to be choked.

"How long have I been unconscious." The voice was hoarse and torn, like a dried spring.

"Ten whole days."

Feng Qingyan's eyes were shining, he got up and walked to the courtyard.

Dressed in a white shirt, indifferent and skinny, three thousand green silk hung quietly behind him, his stunning face was pale and weak, his slender and weak palm touched half of the mask, and his beautiful eyes hid countless complexities.

"It's a cool night." Feng Qingyan asked softly.

Ah Yue's face was complicated.

"The Son... The prince is in the palace, and now ..... General Huajing has disappeared and has not been found, and the prince is busy all day. Ah Yue pursed her lips lightly and looked up.

Feng Qingyan blinked.

"Miss, the fake princess incident has been set off, Li Zhizhen is dead, Mo Yue was taken to the palace by someone to rob her, Mrs. Feng was locked in the ancestral hall, after the master became ill, Miss Yingnian asked to see Miss many times, but was stopped by the princess."

Feng Qingyan closed his dry eyes unbearably.

"Qingyan.... Qingyan...."

There was a mess outside the courtyard, and Feng Yingnian forced in.

Feng Yingnian stood in front of Feng Qingyan panting, her face was bitter, her dark circles were extremely heavy, her lips were chapped, and she looked at Feng Qingyan with a complicated expression.

"Why.... Don't see me. Feng Yingnian's tone was hoarse.

"My mother was banned in the ancestral hall and never came out, and my father was terminally ill, why are you.... Don't see me. Feng Yingnian's eyes were red and swollen, and her tone was choked.

Feng Qingyan frowned, his eyes flashed, and he was still silent, in fact, he didn't know what to say.

"Now, come back with me, Dad wants to see you."

Since the incident in the palace, Concubine Li Guifei died, Concubine Mo disappeared, Mo Fei's father was terminally ill, and his mother could not escape death.

Now my father is also bent on death, every night, my father whispers Feng Qingyan, and sometimes he is a little jealous.

These days, I have been suffering and almost giving up, Feng Yingnian is even more complicated with Feng Qingyan, she was her dear sister the day before yesterday, but she has become a stranger when she says goodbye.

"Miss, Miss is weak, and she can't go out now!" It's no fun to fight back.

Miss Shizi has not been saved so far.......

You have to take care of yourself no matter what

Feng Qingyan felt a pain in his heart, and stepped forward to wipe the tears on Feng Yingnian's face, his eyes were full of distress.

"Smack!"

Feng Yingnian knocked off Feng Qingyan's palm, "I'll ask again, do you want to go back with me." ”

Feng Qingyan's face was pale, and the sun on his face was not hot.

From the time he slapped himself for Sheng Xue, he had nothing to do with him, and now that the fake princess incident has been set off, he doesn't want to see those people, except for the guilt and grief of Yin An, what does it have to do with her Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan sighed, "No, I'll go back." ”

Feng Yingnian's eyes widened, angry, sad... Finally, calm returns.

Actually, isn't it knowing it, Feng Yingnian couldn't help but smile bitterly, after all, his father broke Feng Qingyan's heart.

But there was one more thing she came, and she panicked at the thought of that person's disappearance.

"Feng Qingyan." Feng Yingnian's face was nervous, and she asked worriedly

"Huajing...."As soon as he opened his mouth, he was a little choked and speechless, his sour eyes were oozing red, and the faint water was becoming more and more obvious.

Feng Qingyan's footsteps paused in the twilight, and the coldness in his eyes collapsed, and he was at a loss.

Feng Yingnian looked at Feng Qingyan stubbornly, her lips trembled, and tears rained down.

"Feng Qingyan, the Battle of the Border Pass, Zhan Liangye and Huajing fought for several months, regardless of rash actions, what do you know, no one has set foot in that forest for several years." Feng Yingnian held Feng Qingyan's sleeve tightly, the bones of her grip turned white, and her voice trembled.

"Show the cool night martial arts world, but what about the flowers? Have you ever thought about flower scenes? Feng Qingyan, you tell me. Feng Yingnian's eyes were full of tears, and she questioned Feng Qingyan one after another.

"He.... Finally.... Promise me.. Let me wait for him. Feng Yingnian suddenly had an emotional breakdown and cried like a child.

"Feng Qingyan, why do you have so many things, he finally asked me to wait for him, but, why didn't he come back..."

Hot tears dripped on the back of Feng Qingyan's hand, and the hot Feng Qingyan's fingers shrank suddenly.

The sobbing sound couldn't stop overflowing her throat, Feng Yingnian shouted loudly, and the whole person collapsed to death.

Ah Yue couldn't hide her heartache, and helped Feng Ying to think, "Miss." ”

"Fuck off." Feng Yingnian pushed him away and ran out.

Feng Qingyan had already burst into tears when she saw Feng Yingnian's cries of collapse, and her eyes were full of helplessness and desolation......

"Miss, Miss...."Ah Yue panicked.

I saw Feng Qingyan's face pale, his eyes were blurred, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"I'm sorry.... I'm sorry....", babbling constantly.

"Miss? Miss? Ah Yue hurriedly supported Feng Qingyan, who had fainted, and shouted loudly, "Miss! ”

"What's wrong?" The cold tone did not carry a trace of emotion.

The beauty behind her lowered her head indifferently, and a pair of dark green pupils flashed slightly, "Letter from the capital, Miss Feng Er has woken up!" But ........"

"What's wrong?" Yin Yan asked.

Allure said in a low voice, "Feng Yingnian went, Miss Feng Er fainted!" ”

Yin Yan frowned, his eyeholes were dark and dim, he looked sideways out of the window, his breath flickered and bright, and he was indescribably lonely.

"Allure." She murmured softly, as if it shattered at the touch of a button.

"Young master." Allure replied softly.

There was a half-pause

Yin Yan sighed and waved his hand.

"Let's go down." The tone was dying, bitter.

Allure pursed his lips tightly and looked deeply at Yin Yan's back, no

Nai had no choice but to retreat.

After Feng Qingyan fainted, Yin Yan immediately sent Situ over, and Princess Yin was even more nervous and guarded Feng Qingyan outside the door early in the morning.

Feng Qingyan broke open his hazy eyes and mechanically turned his pupils.

"Wake up."

Situ was dressed in a wind and bone robe, his eyebrows and eyes smiled indifferently, and his lips opened lightly, "Princess Shizi, we meet again." ”

Looking at the pale and handsome little face of the person on the bed, he couldn't help but sigh, he didn't dare to show up since he was chased and killed by Zhan Liangye that day, if it wasn't for that person.....

"Miss." Ah Yue, who broke into the door, stepped forward to help Feng Qingyan.

"Miss, the prince and the princess have been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, and there are still .....," said worriedly.

"And the emperor and the holy snow... Miss. ”

Feng Qingyan squinted her beautiful eyes slightly and walked to Situ's side.

"Thank you." Indifferent whispers.

Situ's eyebrows were crooked, and he chuckled gently.

Opening the door, Feng Qingyan walked weakly into the courtyard, his eyes looked around, his heart was empty and a little sour.

The afterglow finally fell on Emperor Yu, his face seemed to be a little tired, his eyes were exquisite and powerful, and his facial features were handsome.

Feng Qingyan's heart moved slightly, she looked at this 'father' for the first time

"Qingyan." Emperor Yu showed a bitter look on his face, wanting to get close but not daring to step forward.

"Qingyan, all the mistakes are my fault, if I know that our life experience is reversed....." Sheng Xue frowned, her delicate little face was full of regret, and she looked pitiful.

"Alright." Feng Qingyan spoke, and a hoarse and cold voice interrupted Sheng Xue.

(End of chapter)