How much does Feng Luan know about love?

Qi Ye's hand had already been stretched out, and Feng Zhiwei was immediately brought into his arms, the palace clothes on Feng Zhiwei's body were wet with blood, her jade fingers were hanging down by her side, her body was stiff.

"Imperial doctor, quickly announce the imperial doctor! If something happens to her, everyone will have to go and be buried with her!"

"Feng Zhiwei, your sins will never be repaid for eternity. Let me live. You must live..."

"Your Majesty, what should the assassin do?" Rong Jing was detained by the two without any resistance, and the head of the guard looked at Qi Ye's face burning with anger, and his spine felt a chill.

"Squeeze it down."

Qi Ye firmly grasped Feng Zhiwei's frail body, without raising her eyes, how could she be so thin!As if what you are hugging is nothing more than a skeleton, your hands are tight.

Feng Rong'er hurried over, and seeing Feng Zhiwei who had passed out, there was a flash of joy in her eyes, and she fell delicately by Qi Ye's hand, "Your Majesty, this concubine's stomach hurts..."

Didn't the first emperor favor Feng Zhiwei?If he knew that Feng Zhiwei would end up like this now, would he have treated Feng Rong'er so cruelly back then?ridiculous!

Qi Ye flicked his sleeves violently, Feng Rong'er was caught off guard and backed away, before she could stand still, Qi Ye had already picked up Feng Zhiwei, "I'm going to the Grand Hospital myself!"

"Your Majesty, this concubine's stomach hurts, ah..." Jealousy swept Feng Rong'er's entire chest, and her white hands tightly grabbed Qi Ye's sleeves, "Your Majesty..."

Feng Rong'er was crying like pear blossoms and raining, her delicate and charming face leaned towards Qi Ye's chest.

Qi Ye glanced at her indifferently, hugged Feng Zhiwei tightly, his fingertips trembling slightly, and said in a deep voice, "The imperial doctor will be here soon."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and headed towards the Tai Hospital, even using lightness kung fu, she disappeared from Feng Rong'er's sight for a moment, and a trace of resentment flashed across Dan Feng's slender eyes, and Kou Dan sank deeply into her palm.

Feng Zhiwei had a long dream, the flowers were under the moon, she was dancing, he appeared not far away, the son Shi Wushuang was probably a man like him, she ran over, the two stood side by side, she laughed dully, "Young master is so beautiful."

After Youyou woke up, Feng Zhiwei saw the scene in front of her clearly, she was startled suddenly, the person wearing the golden dragon robe was close at hand, and there was a small desk next to him, and he was reviewing the memorial.

Feng Zhi moved her body slightly, unintentionally pulling the wound on her chest, grinning her teeth in pain, her throat was dry and painful, how long had she been asleep?

Why did Qi Ye still save her?

"Lie down." Qi Ye didn't look back at all.

Feng Zhiwei's eyes dimmed, his pupils narrowed when he thought of something, "Where is Brother Rongjing! What are you doing with him?"

Qi Ye's hands that were reviewing the memorial paused, and the ink dripped onto the white paper with a 'ta-da', and it dyed instantly, like a plum blossom in full bloom.

Feng Zhiwei felt that the atmosphere was suddenly tense, and could vaguely hear the man's heavy breathing, the quietness was a little penetrating.

"Ah!" Qi Ye turned around and immediately pressed on Feng Zhiwei's body, avoiding her wound intentionally or unintentionally, "Now that you can't protect yourself, you still worry about your brother Rongjing? Hmm?"

Feng Zhiwei's heart was suffocated, and she began to struggle desperately, but she hadn't eaten for three days, so she was weak, "Let go of me!"

"Feng Zhiwei, if you dare to move again, your elder brother Rongjing will be decapitated in no time!"

After saying those words, Feng Zhiwei suddenly lowered his hands, with a heart ashamed as he lowered his hands.

The blue veins on Qi Ye's forehead popped up, and he clasped Feng Zhiwei's chin firmly with his big palm, with an ambiguous smile in his sinister eyes, "Feng Zhiwei, for him, you are willing to suffer under me, it's really frustrating!" People are moved!"

With tears in Feng Zhiwei's eyes, he raised his chin stubbornly, his pale lips moved, but did not make a sound.