Jingguo Gongfu
It was nearly noon.
The maid Chun Xing brought a sumptuous lunch as usual.
Feng Runsheng lay on the bed and read the love poem written by Sang Ning: "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world." If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? 】
This poem is so well written.
Every time he watched it, he felt sweet in his heart.
However, I don’t know what happened today, but my heart always feels dull and throbbing.
"Sir, it's time for lunch."
Chun Xing walked in, moved the small table to the bed, and put the food on it one by one.
Feng Runsheng took a look and saw that the table was full of delicious food, but he had no appetite.
"No appetite. Get out."
He frowned, looked lazy, and touched his heart. The dull throbbing pain was still there, making him uncomfortable: What's wrong with him? I have never felt so uncomfortable. Do you want to call a doctor to take a look? Is he sick?
"Master, why have you lost your appetite?"
It was very delicious before!
He also said that he should take good care of his health quickly!
Chun Xing looked at him and felt that his expression was not good, so she asked: "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to call a doctor to take a look?"
Feng Runsheng touched his throbbing heart, thought for a while, and nodded.
He needed to get well soon, as Sang Ning was still waiting for him to elope with her.
Thinking of San Ning, my heart ached badly again.
In addition to pain, I also felt panic, as if I was losing something.
He frowned and touched his heart, as if talking to Chun Xing, but also to himself: "I, I feel so uncomfortable. My heart hurts so much."
Seeing what he said, Chunxing didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly sent for a doctor. At the same time, she also sent someone to notify the eldest lady Feng Qiuhua.
Before Feng Qiuhua came after hearing the news, he told Butler Zhang: "Be sure to block the news. If it reaches the ears of the young master, you people will not be able to survive."
She had received the news that the demon concubine had died while protecting her. She was shocked and worried about her brother. With his love for the demon concubine, could he bear the bad news?
I heard that the emperor vomited blood on the spot.
Alas, she really is a demon concubine, and she does a lot of harm to people.
"Yes. I understand."
Steward Zhang Zhang Tongsheng looked solemn and bowed his head in response.
Feng Qiuhua felt relieved a little and then went straight to his brother's residence.
As soon as she entered, she saw that the food on the table was still untouched, so she forced a smile and asked, "Why don't you want to eat? Do you miss the princess? Do you want me to invite the princess to coax you to eat?"
She actually knew that he and the princess went to see the demon concubine yesterday. Alas, she misunderstood. She didn't expect that he was still thinking about the demon concubine.
"I said, I have nothing to do with the princess. Don't mention her all the time. It will affect her reputation."
Feng Runsheng frowned, unhappy that his sister bound him to the princess.
Feng Qiuhua continued to joke: "Are you so worried about the princess? Wouldn't it be better to marry him into the family?"
Feng Runsheng was really angry and shouted: "Sister, be careful what you say."
Seeing that he was angry, Feng Qiuhua calmed down and returned to the original topic: "Why don't you eat?"
Feng Runsheng looked depressed and replied in a muffled voice: "I have no appetite."
Feng Qiuhua sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the chopsticks, and said: "You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite. Look, you have lost a lot of weight these days. Come on, be good, and I'll feed you."
Feng Runsheng was very naughty. When the food came to his mouth, he turned his head and refused to eat.
Feng Qiuhua was not angry when he saw it, but teased him in a good-tempered way: "Why, do you still hate my sister?"
Feng Runsheng did still hold a grudge against her for stabbing Sang Ning with a hairpin. Although it was unsuccessful, it was still excessive. There was also the matter of her asking for marriage. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that she did it on purpose.
Fortunately, Sang Ning didn't care, otherwise, he wouldn't know how to face his sister.
Feng Qiuhua thought that the demon concubine was dead and that her hatred of death was gone, so she raised her hand and said, "Sister is wrong. I swear that I will never embarrass the demon concubine again in the future, is that okay?"
She admires the demon concubine in her heart. In a critical moment, she can really sacrifice her life to save the savior. It can be seen that she is strong and fearless, and she still has some character in her body.
Now that she is dead, there is no need for her to embarrass her.
Feng Runsheng didn't know the inside story and was surprised when his sister said this: "Really?"
Feng Qiuhua nodded and smiled: "Of course it is true. So, have a good meal. My sister promises that she will never say anything bad about Concubine Sang, no, Concubine Sang. I will never say a bad word about Concubine Sang in the future. So, is that all right? ?”
Feng Runsheng was even more surprised, with a smile in his eyes: "Of course you can. So does Sister support me being with her?"
Seeing him smiling happily, Feng Qiuhua felt that his heart was heavy and he almost stopped laughing.
"If you are destined to be together, I will naturally support you."
She forced out a smile and stuffed the food into his mouth in order to prevent him from noticing anything strange.
As Feng Runsheng chewed the vegetables, he smiled like a silly son of a landlord: "Sister, we are destined. She, she likes me, and even writes me love poems."
He and Feng Qiuhua used to have a deep love as siblings and talk about everything. Now that the relationship between the siblings has eased, they are more enthusiastic about sharing. However, their rationality is still there and they have not mentioned that Sang Ning is going to elope with him.
But he showed her the love poem: "Sister, look, are the poems she wrote good?"
Feng Qiuhua took it and took a look. It was indeed well written. He didn't expect that the demon concubine had such talent. Putting aside her past evil deeds, she could indeed be said to be both talented and beautiful!
"Not bad. Not bad. Very, very well written."
She is a person who loves talents and is not stingy in praising her. At the same time, she also feels that it is a pity that the demon concubine died. The character of someone who can write such a love poem is about the same, right? She was so bad before, maybe because she was young, ignorant, arrogant and selfish? Now that we have experienced the hardship of national subjugation, people have matured and become better?
Feng Runsheng didn't know what his sister was thinking, and he was proud of himself: "She is also a very good person. I just don't understand her. In fact, she is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and she has the same personality as her sister."
When Feng Qiuhua heard what he said, he felt that beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Of course, the demon concubine did have the appearance of a beauty, and even her sickly body was almost like a beauty.
It's a pity that the beauty died.
"Yeah. She's very good. She's the best. Be obedient and eat well."
While coaxing him to eat, Feng Qiuhua asked him: "I heard from Chun Xing that you are not feeling well. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Feng Runsheng said truthfully: "My heart feels uncomfortable. It hurts. I'm also a little nervous."
Feng Qiuhua felt wary after hearing this: Could it be that he is like this because of the demon concubine? It is said that if one lover dies, the other will feel it. Will it hurt?
In order not to make him suspicious, she smiled and said, "Why are you panicking? You are absolutely lovesick!"
One sentence made Feng Runsheng blush.
Lovesick?
He touched his heart and felt it hurt even more.
He was still naive and believed his sister's words. He felt that this lovesickness was quite good and he was willing to suffer more for her.
