"And your poison is in your blood..." She sighed, her lips stained with blood and a helpless smile.
Feng Yunian stared at it blankly, the blood was constantly magnifying in his eyes.
"Impossible, there will be no such medicine..."
He had never heard of it.
He suddenly thought of how light and healthy his body looked after he woke up from the poison.
Looking at her haggard and pale face again, her body is weak like a wisp of smoke, and it will disappear at any time.
Bai Weiwei indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and continued, "Feng Ling took the medicine away. If I want the medicine in her hand, I will agree to her immediate request."
Feng Yunian looked at her dully, his body trembled, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
Bai Weiwei smiled and said, "I wanted to hide it from you, but you came back too quickly and accidentally got poisoned, so I had to take the medicine ahead of time."
Her hand touched his face fondly.
"Fortunately, I saved you, even if it takes my life, it's worth it."
Every word and every sentence of Bai Weiwei is gentle and satisfying.
Feng Yunian saw blood dripping from the corner of her mouth again, and finally broke her heart, "It's not worth it, I'm not worth it, where is the medicine, let's change it again. My life is not worth it for you to exchange it for yourself, Please, Your Majesty..."
Bai Weiwei stood up.
Outside the palace gate, iron hooves roared, and in the icy cold wind, there was an extremely tense atmosphere.
Someone shouted: "Traitors are difficult to control, men rule the country, and I will swear to the side of Qing Jun."
Bai Weiwei's face gradually became cold, and she casually wiped the blood from her mouth with her fingers.
"It's just right. You want to take the top position. The people I left behind can't be used. They are too stubborn and too strong, and they are your biggest stumbling block."
Feng Yunian, such a smart person, can understand her meaning as soon as she hears it.
He gritted his teeth and struggled desperately, his muscles stretched to the limit, his body was bent, and his back was shaking.
Bai Weiwei turned around and walked forward step by step.
Her thin and straight back has an indomitable aura in the hunting cold wind.
Feng Yunian shouted hoarsely: "Bai Weiwei, come back to me, I would rather you don't love me, you don't love me..."
If you love him, let her use her life in exchange.
He would rather die by her sword in the first place.
Bai Weiwei didn't look back, but laughed wantonly, "Why can't a man govern a country and become an emperor? I can do it for the rest of my life."
Tears welled up in Feng Yunian's eyes frantically, "I'm wrong, I didn't want to be emperor for a long time, please don't go."
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is ninety-seven.]
Bai Weiwei got on the horse neatly.
She drew out her sword, her ink hair fluttered, and looked back at him with the same tenderness in her eyes.
"For more than a year, Jiangshan is hired, this is my last gift to you."
The poison on her body was hopeless, and before she died, she cleaned up the loyal ministers who followed her.
Give your loved one a country without obstacles.
This was the last thing she could do for him.
Feng Yunian only felt that he was confused. He struggled with all his might, but the waiters rushed over to hold him down.
He watched her riding a horse and rushing out of the palace gate with soldiers, and the icy slaughter sounded loudly.
The long sword in her hand glowed white satin in the snow.
The general who came to Qingjun's side led the way, and his head was instantly separated.
Feng Yunian fell to the ground. The waiters tried their best to stop him. The cloth strips on his body hadn't been broken, but he only broke one hand and grabbed the snow on the ground.
He opened his mouth and roared in dismay: "Bai Weiwei, come back, I don't want Jiangshan, I want you..."