Immortal Immortal: Uncle, please give me a hug

The father and daughter were in such a stalemate, neither of them dared to breathe loudly.

It is strange that Feng Qinghua has shed so much blood, but she doesn't feel any pain at all. With such a ruthless father, she probably has no intentions at all. Thinking like this, she stretched out her hand and pulled out the arrow from her chest , said coldly: "You want me to die so much, this time, you probably will get your wish!"

No wonder they were let out of the palace so easily, but Feng Yanqing personally led troops to stop them after they parted ways. She really underestimated his father's scheming.

"Qinghua..." Feng Yanqing called softly: "Believe in Empress Father, without Yun Qingzhi, you will still live well!"

There was no change on Feng Yanqing's face, as if the blood-stained person in front of her had nothing to do with him, trying to appease her emotions at the moment.

"You clearly know that I got a lovesickness Gu, and it's up to him. You still want to kill Qing Zhi at this time, don't you just want to take charge of the Feng family's royal family when I'm unconscious? I built the Chang'an Palace for you, promised you thousands of miles, and what did you get in return? I never thought of competing with you for the Ninth Five-Year Lord you want. Since you want to get it so unscrupulously, why don't I directly I will fulfill you, and prevent you from hurting others!" Feng Qinghua threw out the "Phoenix Yufei" hairpin from her right sleeve, and she discarded the token of the heir to the throne of Fengguo like a shoe. In front of Feng Yanqing's horseshoe: "It's not a loss for you to trade my Fengguo Jiangshan for Qing's life. From now on, you can declare to the outside world that the princess of Fengguo Qinghua has passed away, and the empress of Fengguo is called emperor! "

"Anyway, you never need the so-called relatives!"

Feng Yanqing smiled coldly, it's a joke that his daughter wants to trade his country for another man's life.

"Feng Qinghua, one day, you will regret it!" Feng Yanqing planned for half her life, but she was so humblely discarded, she couldn't help but get angry, and threw the longbow in her hand on the ground, Slide a few feet away.

"Do you think that all the women in this world are foolishly fooling themselves and deceiving others like their mother? What I regret the most is having such a vicious father like you!" Feng Qinghua braced her weak body against him. , Although he was seriously injured, his momentum did not lose half a point.

"Okay, very good!" Compared with her own queen mother, this daughter's wings are really stiff, Feng Yanqing smiled back in anger, and said coldly: "Today you are willing to give up your identity, and tomorrow you will give up your identity." It has nothing to do with my Feng family!"

The so-called prosperity and wealth have no meaning to her.

At this time, what he puts first is still the so-called status, Feng Qinghua gritted his teeth and said: "Princess Fengguo Qinghua died today under the arrow of Emperor Fengguo, there is no reason for her to survive!"

"The friendship between you and my father and daughter, from now on, grace, renunciation, righteousness, renunciation!"

Feng Yanqing rode away without hesitation, and hundreds of cavalry disappeared, as if they had disappeared when they came.

Feng Qinghua looked at the shadow of sword, light and sword gradually disappearing from sight, her body gradually limp on the ground, she could vaguely feel the warmth from the fresh blood flowing out, and the pear petals dyed white.

The increasingly blurred thoughts in her mind left only one thought. From now on, the so-called mission of the royal family has nothing to do with her. The world is so big and the rivers and lakes are far away, she is really free.

On the day when the Princess of Fengguo Qinghua held her death ceremony, Xifeng City was overcrowded, and talents from all over the world gathered here. However, news suddenly spread from Fengguo Palace that Feng Qinghua contracted a serious illness the day before her death ceremony, and was sent to Lishan to recuperate when her life was in danger.

As soon as these words came out, not to mention the heartbreak of all the men who admired Feng Qinghua, all the talented men knew that there was no hope of courtship, so they all left a sentence, regretting to leave after being jealous of her beauty.

And this day's jealousy is more than just a beauty. At the same time, the news of the death of Crown Prince Heng of Yun Kingdom also spread throughout the four kingdoms overnight.

Fengyun and Fengyun have always been at odds, but now that Emperor Yun's beloved son, Yunheng, has passed away, and Princess Feng is suffering from a serious illness, it is nothing but a coincidence.

Since then, the position of crown prince of the Yun Kingdom has been vacant, and the undercurrent has been raging.

The world is divided into four points, competing for the crown, and the heroes of the world are all born in my generation.

……

Yun Country, Yun Zijin Mansion.

"Miss, you should just drink it. This medicine belongs to you." Halfway through the conversation, Cai'er suddenly remembered something and quickly changed her words: "Good medicine is only effective if it tastes bitter, so you should drink it!"

Cai'er looked at the man who wanted to drink but let go, and tried to persuade him, and gave the other two court ladies a wink.

The latter Qiqi persuaded with tears: "Miss, you should drink this soup, or the young master will definitely blame the slaves!"

Since Feng Qinghua woke up, the wound on her chest has miraculously healed automatically. Although her life is safe, there is no guarantee that something will happen suddenly. They have been persuading her for several hours, but this master just doesn't drink, making her anxious .

"It's too bitter, I really can't drink it." Feng Qinghua leaned on the couch and raised her eyes pitifully. The maids couldn't stand her wet eyes, and all lowered their heads not to look at her. "I'm still sleepy. I'm drinking when I wake up. Mmm. I'll talk about it when I wake up." Feng Qinghua got into the bed without leaving a single gap, thinking of Feng Yan in her heart. Qing's arrow failed to do anything to her. If she died of suffering from this dark soup, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss.

"Miss."

"girl."

Everyone's cheeks were covered with sweat, she was seriously injured that day and she didn't even cry out for pain, but now when it's time to drink the medicine, she shirks it in every possible way, with an expression that she would rather die than drink.

"She hasn't drunk yet?" A clear male voice sounded.

Feng Qinghua poked out half of her head, and took a peek at the person who came. The heavy court dress was covered with a layer of snow-white onyx. It was obvious that she had just returned from the funeral in the prince's mausoleum, and she hadn't had time to change it yet.

The maid stepped forward and unbuttoned his body, revealing the light yellow court clothes. This was the first time she saw him wearing clothes other than white. The crown is erected with ink hair, making him even more handsome.

Feng Qinghua was fascinated by peeping, and forgot that she was still pretending to sleep.

The maid stepped forward and said, "Master, miss her."

"I'll come!" Before the maid finished speaking, the young master reached out to take the jade bowl containing the soup, and slowly stepped forward.

"Yes, my lord!" The maid retreated to the sides, envious in her heart.

This young master came back to Yun Country for the first time, and he brought back such a beautiful woman, the relationship is naturally unusual.

The young master stepped forward and said in a gentle voice, "Get up quickly and drink the medicine."

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