803 She couldn't even lift a sword

Feng Yueli's beautiful face threw herself into Rong Jingchen's arms.

At the end of the day, Yueli didn't do anything.

At night, someone from the palace put a long sword in the Frost Cloud Palace, and Feng Yueli raised her hand to take the sword.

She couldn't lift her sword, and tears flashed in her eyes.

I didn't cry.

The corners of Feng Yueli's mouth swept a wry smile: "Shocking dust...... I'm like this...... How can they be worthy of you? You always say that you will accompany me through all difficulties, and I want to ...... But like this, I ...... I despise myself ......"

She doesn't even have the ability to protect her people now.

How could she talk about whether she was worthy of him or not.

She wore a slightly plain white brocade robe.

Dark brown silk threads were used to embroider strange and strong branches on the fabric.

The peach-colored silk thread embroidered the plum blossoms in full bloom.

Stretches from the skirt to the waist.

A wide purple belt tightened the thin waist, showing off the slender figure.

On the contrary, it also gives people a sense of elegance and luxury.

He was draped over a light purple open gauze garment.

Every move caused the yarn to have a sense of sparkling flow.

There is a piece of jade jade pendant tied around the waist, which adds an elegant atmosphere.

He carried a milky white jade bracelet on his hand.

A surprisingly long hair with purple and white ribbons to create a slightly complicated hairstyle.

She wears a silver crown on her hair and a tassel running through her hair.

There is a hair comb, ingeniously made into the appearance of green bamboo with leaves.

It really makes people think that she brought a green bamboo on her head.

The carbon black color paints the willow eyebrows, which sets off the fair and delicate skin.

The cold Danfeng eyes were full of brilliance between the eye waves, but there were traces of tears.

Pink rouge is applied to make the skin appear white and red.

The lips are simply smeared with light red lip red, and the beautiful face is full of sadness.

Feng Yueli insisted on picking up the sword, but the sword fell to the ground.

Luan Xingmo had been listening to her movements outside the hall for a long time, and when she heard the voice, she pushed the door and entered the hall.

Yueli slowly turned her head and saw Luan Xingmo standing at the door of the hall.

Luan Xingmo saw the empty eyes of Yueli, and tears fell on her clothes.

Luan Xingmo has always regarded Feng Yueli as a sister.

Assist her in government affairs and solve problems for her.

Now seeing such Feng Yueli, how can she not feel distressed.

She doesn't have any trusted relatives in this world.

The only person who can only be trusted is Yueli.

She came over and hugged Yueli without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took, she said slowly: "Yueli, he Jiang Wuxin calculates, I don't care, but Luan Country will always be your home, I am your sister, even if I gamble everything, I will never let you be hurt a little, I know, this matter was done by Jiang Wuxin, but you can't be pessimistic, there is hope, as long as hope is not dashed, you can't be like this, understand?"

Her tone was not as chillish as usual, but a little more gentle.

Feng Yueli frowned, her expression complicated: "So?"

The corners of Luan Xingmo's mouth raised an indifferent smile: "So, from today onwards, restore the Feng Yueli I knew before, deal with those vassal states well, don't let them discover your weaknesses, if they know that you are poisoned, they will definitely make a big fuss about this matter, I don't want them to make a fuss about this kind of thing, if something happens, all the consequences will be borne by me, you are the female monarch of Luan country, I am the national teacher of Luan country, you must bear these responsibilities, if we collapse, our people will have a hard time."