Feng Mingxie wanted to laugh, but his fingertips trembled involuntarily.

"Ah Yu, do you mean that you said that you took this king back to Nanping?" He asked, taking a breath.

"Of course." Lu Yixin was inexplicably surprised by his eccentricity.

"Okay." It's really good.

Feng Mingxie's tone was a little bit of Wen Ning's peace, and the light kiss fell down her eyebrows, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers that suffocated people's hearts.

Peach blossom Fangfei is the fascination and bewitchment that Lu Yiyu has been subjected to since the beginning.

"What's wrong?" She was a little uneasy, and Feng Mingxie's indescribable abnormality made her uneasy.

Feng Ming thought about it for a while, and stretched out his hand to press her into his arms: "They say that selfish people will eventually have retribution. ”

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be a slight fishy smell oozing from his mouth, which came from Feng Mingxi's lips.

Blood.

She was in a trance for a moment, the fishy smell was faint but real spread between her lips and teeth, her shoulders sank slightly, and she was shocked by Feng Mingxie's sudden breathing, and the man suddenly reached out to cover the corners of his lips and tried his best to restrain his body from feeling uncomfortable, and then, he gritted his teeth sideways but still didn't hold back the fishy heat that surged from his throat.

Blood stains are coughed up from the corners of the lips.

Suddenly, vomited a large piece.

Lu Yixuan was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the bed and grabbed Feng Mingxie's arm, why didn't he see him for a few days, his body was so unbearable as if he was terminally ill.

"I'll go to Xuan Taiyi!"

"Don't!" Feng Mingxie hurriedly dragged her back, the warm blood stains made the palms of both of them wet and sticky, "Don't ...... tonight" His breath was faint and pleaded with a little reluctance, don't announce the imperial doctor tonight, this is their big wedding.

It shouldn't be spoiled for a moment.

Lu Yixuan's fingertips touched the man's skin, and suddenly found that there were a lot of new injuries on Feng Mingxie's arms, which were the marks of thousands of cuts, and they must have recurred from the recurrence of old diseases recently, and those silver needles that were lurking in the body pierced the heart and bone marrow but could not be removed.

Impartial, choose on, good day and auspicious day.

"You—you can't wait any longer!" Lu Yixing's anxiety was written on her face, what kind of big wedding is not married, she never cares about this messy sense of ceremony, she just wants Feng Ming to be safe.

Feng Xiao Wang Ye actually couldn't stop Lu Yixuan at all, he knew that he didn't have much strength to hold this girl.

"The king's creation has arrived." He said calmly, how fragile his body is, he knows best, whether he declares the imperial doctor or not, there will be no second result.

"You never believed in creation!" Lu Yixuan's hand was clenched into a fist, his steps and body stopped, and his voice trembled with fear that even he was afraid of, and Feng Mingxi's frank tone explained the futility and despair of everything.

The silver needle has been in the body for more than ten years, and he has endured all the lesions and tortures day after day, even Mr. Lan of Beirong is powerless, and all the relief and delay only add to the pain.

In this world, there is no medicine to cure the disease, and there is no magic hand to rejuvenate the dead and bring the dead back to life.

Feng Mingxie has stolen too much time.

The body is still running around and tired and calming down the chaos under the old diseases that have recurred many times, how can it be considered a good condition?!

Lu Yixuan gritted his teeth, and the blood stains in his palms were warm and hot.

He blew out the candle when he entered the house, and at all, he didn't want Lu Yixuan to find out that his expression was hasty and haggard.

Deliberately.

Feng Mingxie stood up, trying to reach the little girl's fingertips, it was cold and cold, freezing people's hearts, and in the darkness, all that could be heard was the breathing that was about to dry up.

"Ah Yu......" He whispered, as if to please, as if he was pleading, as if he was trying to call her one more time.

"Don't talk!" Lu Yixuan shouted angrily, "Don't speak! The roots of her teeth hurt, her eyes were hot and full of tears, her voice was a fear that she couldn't control, her back was full of cold sweat, and she didn't dare to move a step.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you back to Nanping." Even if he loses his trust once, he always wants to have a little more, a little more time, or, faster, steal the floating life and marry Ah Yu as soon as possible, but there are many unsatisfactory things in the court, inside and outside the civil and military affairs, and Feng Ming feels that he is not a qualified relative of the emperor.

Snapping, hot tears fell on the back of his hand, and also burned his chest.

"Don't cry ......"

He said.

Don't cry, A.

Lu Yixuan's tears fell even more fiercely.

On that snowy night, Lu Wanyu also said the same, Ah Yu, don't cry, Ah Yu, don't be afraid.

Lu Yixuan's hands trembled, no, she was trembling all over, she was scared, scared to death, the pain spread from her chest to her limbs, and she couldn't breathe.

She doesn't want to hear it, she doesn't want to hear it!

"This king is a little tired, he should sleep well," the man said softly, like a lover's whisper, "just sleep for a while......"

Lu Yixuan's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and Feng Mingxie's hand let go of her fingertips at that moment.

Click, the small beads that were originally held in his hands rolled to the ground, copper finch gold beads.

It was the contract that Lu Yixuan burned in Yuehua's house on the day he stepped into Shengjing City.

The little girl whimpered and did not dare to cry any way, biting the corner of her lip and swallowing the blood and tears into her stomach.

Those who said don't cry fell asleep, and those who said they loved her abandoned her.

Right in front of you.

There is nothing that can be done.

Lu Yixuan sat down in front of the bed with a limp, she got all the blessings of the world and also got a curse.

She walked towards what she thought was happiness and destiny, and then, unable to defeat the destiny of heaven, she had nothing.

"Feng Ming evil ......" she called dumbly, the people on the bed would not have any response, "Feng Ming evil ......" she called again, "It's all liars." ”

She was hoarse and couldn't stop crying.

It's all liars!

The third sister left, the flower slave left, the eldest brother left, why, to leave her alone and still alive - why, everyone begged her not to cry and not to be afraid.

She doesn't want to be strong, not so strong, every moment of losing Feng Mingxie is a bleak winter day.

Lu Yixin didn't want to walk into the eternal night.

Her tears swallowed her will, and the blood stains on her hands couldn't move her heart, "Bah", the wooden window was blown open, the cold wind poured in in an instant, the lights under the eaves were shaking, the moonlight and starlight in the clouds had long been blinded, and the north wind swept the white plum and snow.

I don't know when the snow is dusty in the middle of the night.

The cold beads smashed on his face, Lu Yixuan's dull eyes were slightly raised, and the men on the bed were dressed in brocade clothes, and the colorful finch feather gold and silver woven flowers were like the streamers on the wings of butterflies, engrave the magnificence of the entire Dayan Dynasty on it.

It's just that all life is lost.

She stood up suddenly, tore off the veil and threw the phoenix crown to the ground.

"Someone-" Lu Yixuan wiped away his tears and shouted, "Come and prepare the horse!" ”

Heavy snow fell on the city.

There are still colorful fireworks in the sky.

Lu Yixin's carriage broke out of the forbidden city and Shengjing in everyone's horror and stunned, and she didn't look back.

Above the city gate stood two figures, one old and one young.

Gu Qingxun's shoulders were already covered with a thick layer of snowflakes.

There was loneliness and apology on his face, and he closed his eyes when the Qingniu BMW Qixiang car broke through the city gate.

He knew that it was Lu Yixuan, and he also knew who the person in the carriage was, Feng Mingxi.

"If I tell a lie, I will be troubled for the rest of my life." Mr. Gu said lightly, the words were for Hu Liangtai, who was standing beside him, tonight, Gu Qingxun did not go to the wedding of his best friend.

Imperial Physician Hu put his hands in his sleeves and sighed heavily.

He is the head of the Tai Hospital, how can he not know the terminally ill physical condition of the prince of Fengyang, but before the wedding, there was no word to reveal that the man was in the heart because of the silver needle, and his life was not long.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, but impartially.

Gu Qingxun raised his head, and the snowflakes fell into the pupils, stabbing into the hot blood coldly.

On the day Lu Yixuan returned to the city in peace, he met her outside the imperial study, obviously his diagnosis of the little prince was not satisfactory, and he knew that the little prince's illness had already caused great harm to his body, but the man's light cough in the room had already made it clear that Gu Qingxun should reply.

Don't tell her.

Don't tell her everything about Feng Mingxi.

Just a little more time, a little bit more-

Feng Ming wanted to marry Lu Yixuan as his wife, even if it was only for a moment.

So Gu Qingxun lied to her.

On the night of the wedding, I was heartbroken.

Lu Yixin may never forgive Gu Qingxun again in his life.

Hu Liangtai patted Mr. Gu on the shoulder: "Everyone says that the girl of the Lu family is stubborn, but in fact, the prince is more stubborn than her. ”

Feng Ming's evil pretense was just self-deception in the eyes of Imperial Doctor Hu, the little prince had ulterior motives, but he also became a stalk that Lu Yixin couldn't let go.

Hurt others and hurt yourself.

"Imperial Doctor Hu, I still don't understand the sophistication of Shengjing City," Gu Qingxun smiled bitterly but couldn't hook the corners of his lips, and the boulder in his heart couldn't be shaken, "This prosperous royal capital will be handed over to you." The young divine doctor sighed and went down the castle tower with his men.

The horses neighed and frightened, and Gu Qingxun's figure disappeared.

This city has buried too much love and hatred, family and imperial power, and all the bright moonlight has quietly dimmed and left in this snowy night.

It's empty, as if the heart has been taken out.

Unable to respawn.

Hu Liangtai stood in the snow, gloomy and sad.

What really happened to the Golden Temple of the Forbidden City?

It's like an old dream of prosperity that doesn't wake up, peeled out of the hearty, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

The palace ladies said that the little general of the world's soldiers and horses cried red and dyed rouge like a little rakshasa who came back from the Yama Palace, a wedding dress against the lights of thousands of homes, red like a dark flower on the other side of the road, she left with the prince of Fengyang-

Is that man still alive?

No one knows.

The rumors in Shengjing City spread to the whole country.

On that night, the prince of Fengyang was helpless, and the little general would take the corpse and gallop wildly when he was crazy.

Where can she go?

I don't know.

The entire Tai Hospital was announced to the imperial study, and from the beginning of the warm sun to the setting sun, Ming Zhan let him go.

There was no notice.

The young Son of Heaven was silent for three whole days.

I don't want to believe it, but I have to believe it.

The colorful feathers swaggered through the market, absurd but not absurd, Feng Xiaowang, on the day of the wedding, quietly left the mountains and rivers of Dayan.