The moonwind made the flawless white jade face look pale again. The originally light blue eyes during the day were dancing with rage, and the color in the eyes gradually deepened, turning into a different kind of dark blue.
"How could I be the same as you?" He approached her with arrogant power and pinched her chin.
Su Qianle's breathing was not smooth at first, and it became increasingly difficult for him to manipulate her like this.
Liangjiang, the holy doctor, looked into Yue Fengwan's eyes and did not dare to speak when he saw that he was so angry. He had no choice but to tug on his robe and shake his head at him.
Yue Feng's left hand, which was held behind her back, was clenched into a fist. The joints were glowing white, showing she was extremely patient.
His right hand finally let go, and Su Qianle breathed in the cold air, her chest rising and falling violently.
After a while, the life-saving elixir that was forcibly fed into her mouth took effect. The blood that had been gurgling from her chest gradually stopped, and her speech became smoother: "The regent is naturally different from me. You are more pitiful than me." .”
Upon seeing this, Liang Jiang quickly knelt down and took two steps, stopping in front of Yue Feng, who turned around and said, "Your Highness, let's go out and talk."
There was a faint blue light in Yue Feng's eyes, which was shimmering and sharp. Just looking at it made people feel frightened.
He suppressed the urge to peel off Su Qianle's face inch by inch, turned around and followed Liang Jiang out.
Su Qianle's mocking voice continued after he turned around: "Prince Regent, you personally taught me how to plant this poison. Does this count as your own fault?"
Yue Fengwan's steps paused for a moment, and then his steps became two points heavier.
Su Qianle smiled more and more cheerfully: "Your sister, right? That noble Princess Qianlan just found out that her good brother harmed her best friend like this."
Liang Jiang persuaded him obediently: "My lord, come out... go out."
Su Qianle watched Yue Fengwan continue to walk towards the door under Liang Jiang's persuasion, and she laughed louder and louder. The smile was so eerie that it made people's hair stand on end.
"Princess Qianlan will live in the nightmare of killing her best friend for the rest of her life..." Her breath was rapid, and her cruel and extreme words made Yue Fengwan feel a kind of silent despair and sadness.
Although he had already accelerated his pace of leaving, he could still clearly hear every harsh word she said, like a sharp knife piercing his heart and lungs.
His heart, which he thought was hard enough and would never have any more fluctuations, was twitching faintly at this moment, squeezing out painful blood and flowing all over his body.
He turned his back to the dazzling sun. After a long time, he calmed down and asked with a glimmer of hope: "I see that her bleeding has stopped, can she survive?"
Liang Jiang weakly shook his head. Although he was scared, he could only retaliate truthfully: "Although the medicine that the prince just sent is a life-saving elixir, Miss Su's heart and lungs were penetrated. No matter how hard it is to save her, it can only be repaired. I can survive for seven days."
Yue Fengwan could only feel the sunlight behind him, which made his whole body feel hot. It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest. A thin layer of sweat quickly broke out all over his body. He didn't know whether it was caused by heat or cold sweat.
He waved his hand gently, but Liang Jiang did not retreat. He knelt on the ground and begged: "Your Majesty, that was a heart and lung penetration. No one can do anything about it. As for the doctors in the room, please please spare them..."
After he finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed. In the past, he was used to hearing the "bang bang" sound of kowtow, but now it only made Yue Fengwan feel upset.
He put his toes on the spot where Liangjiang was kowtowing, but his eyes wandered to the pear blossoms in full bloom on the tree in the distance: "It's a good thing to take care of."
Liang Jiang was not sure whether he meant to let go or not to let go, but he was wise enough not to say anything for fear of having the opposite effect, so he stood up and retreated silently.
Yue Feng took one step at a time and walked with great difficulty to the stone table less than a hundred feet away and sat down. His face was covered with a layer of fragmented and mottled sunlight under the shadow of the wisteria.
The pear tree in the courtyard was in full bloom, and the white flowers were just like the face of Xia Chu in his arms before, pale and beautiful but extremely delicate.
Yue Feng covered his face and closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at the pear tree full of pear blossoms anymore. He was so confused that he couldn't help but think back on everything he had done.
But there has never been a person who really wanted Xia Chu to die.
He tried every means and showed his kindness, but he just wanted to keep her here. Even if he just saw her eyes as clear as spring dew for a long time, he would be satisfied.
The setting clouds on the horizon are like fire, shining back into the small pavilion of Xianyu Palace.
When Yue Fengwan walked in, he saw Lan Yuying's whole body flushed red by the setting sun, but her back had lost its usual elegance and uprightness, and she could only feel an indescribable desolation and sadness.
When Lan Yuying saw his figure standing next to him, she reached out and pulled him to sit beside her.
Yue Fengwan was thinking about how to speak, but Lan Yuying pointed to the sunset on the horizon and said, "Achu likes to watch the sunset very much. When we were in the mountains, she would often pull me to watch it with her."
She paused for a moment when she said this, and her eyebrows curved with a touch of tenderness: "Rather than saying that she likes to watch the sunset, it is better to say that she likes to watch the clouds at this hour. When the sunset fades, the clouds will reflect more brilliantly. Make her overjoyed.”
Yue Feng looked at her extremely beautiful profile on the side, which was as hazy as smoke in the afterglow.
"Brother." Lan Yuying looked at him sideways, her panicked expression reflected in her glass-like blue eyes.
Her voice was trembling, with unconcealable fear: "Is she really...poisoned?"
Yue Feng lowered her eyes and said nothing, Lan Yuying looked hesitant and murmured at the corner of her lips: "Did I... kill her with my own hands?"
A teardrop fell straight down and hit the back of Yuefengwan's hand. He felt that the teardrop was so hot that he felt like a burn.
"Don't cry, you didn't." Wei Liang's fingertips suddenly touched Lan Yuying's eyes, and she felt that her vision was a little blurry. She rubbed her eyes and found that the back of her hands was wet.
A smile of joy instantly appeared on Lan Yuying's beautiful face, and she held his tearful hand with her excited hands. There was uncertainty and fear in her eyes, as well as the hope that what Yue Fengwan said was true. She faced He asked urgently: "Really? Is Ah Chu okay?"
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress the surging blood in his chest, and gently stroked Lan Yuying's pale cheek with his long, white and slender hands: "If you want her to be okay, you have to promise me something. "
Lan Yuying immediately smiled, like the last ray of golden light shed by the sunset: "Don't mention one thing, whenever my brother asks for something, Meng'an will agree to it even if it's not for A Chu."
The hand held by Yue Feng paused for a moment, then took it back as if nothing had happened.
He stood up, his face hidden in the darkening sunset: "Get ready to succeed the empress."
(End of chapter)