Such an answer from him fell into Lu Qiao's ears with confused memory, and it was undoubtedly a cannonball!
"So? You're a dead pig, aren't you afraid of being scalded by boiling water?!" Lu Qiao stared at him with straight eyes, then pulled out the saber from his waist and pointed it at Liu Feng's cheek, "Believe it or not! This girl really dares to scratch your face?!"
Liu Feng stood awkwardly.
He is a big man, and he has been poisoned to touch the heartstrings. In order to prevent the poison from developing, he will not be close to women for the rest of his life. Since he can't get close to women anymore, what does he need this face for? So what if it's scratched, so what if it's not scratched, it's just a skin!
"If the girl thinks that this can solve the hatred, then go for it." Liu Feng stood in front of her dully, not hiding.
Luqiao's hand trembled slightly, and the sword in his hand actually cut a very small gash on Liufeng's face, and bright red blood dripped out.
Liu Feng still stood with his hands behind his back, standing motionless.
"You are a pig! Others want to kill you, why don't you hide?!" Lu Qiao didn't know why, seeing his reaction, not only didn't relieve her anger, but became even more angry. The blood-beaded saber was thrown straight out!
Liu Feng looked bewildered.
Mother is right, women are really the most difficult animals in the world, if she gets angry, you can't coax her, you can't coax her... In short, no matter what, you have to let her vent her anger. OK! That's all! Fortunately, it hits the heartstrings, and there is no need to touch women in this life.
Prince Gong's Mansion, the back door.
Dongfang Jing and Dongmei appeared together, condescendingly looking down at Xia Qinglan who was still kneeling at the door.
"Luqiao is seriously ill. She already left at noon today." Dongfang Jing looked at Xia Qinglan expressionlessly, her voice piercing her heart, "What is Master Xia still kneeling here for? If you want to kneel, go back to Xia Qinglan." There is a memorial tablet in the house, kneel down slowly!"
"What did you say?!" Xia Qinglan's eyes widened in panic, "Luqiao is gone?! How is that possible?! You and His Royal Highness Prince Gong have rejuvenated, how could you not be able to save her! Girl Wanyun, are you here?" You lied to me, right?! You hate me!"
"My lord is good at rejuvenating, but there is no cure for smallpox. It all depends on Lu Qiao to survive by herself. But she also suffered such a serious injury, the wound festered, and she had a continuous high fever. Fingering the mountain for half a day, when Lu Qiao was seriously ill, there was no one to treat her. By the time I returned to the mansion, there was no way to recover. The prince spent his internal energy on her and endured a hard day. Today at noon, he finally couldn’t make it through. Let's go." Dongfang Jing said while reaching out to help her bun.
Xia Qinglan looked along her arm, only to find that on top of her jet-black bun, there was actually a pure white and elegant paper flower inserted.
"Master Xia, after all, Luqiao is my master's favorite girl. My master doesn't need to curse her just to deceive you. She really left. Commander Liufeng has already driven her carriage to the outer suburbs for burial this afternoon. If Master Xia doesn't believe it, just ask the people in the teahouse opposite and you will find out." Dongmei, like Dongfang Jing, wears white flowers on her head and filial piety on her arms.
"What did you say?! Liufeng has already taken Luqiao's body to the outer suburbs for burial?!" Xia Qinglan sat stiffly on the spot, her mind blank.
After a while, he stumbled and got up from the ground, "No! No... Luqiao is my wife, Xia Qinglan, and she died for me, Xia Qinglan. Name, how can I let her be buried in the wilderness after death?! How can I let her lie in the grave alone in the cold, with a group of wild ghosts?! No! Absolutely not!"