The scene was a little awkward.
Feng Queyi also realized that she had overreacted. Her words of "put her down" seemed to demonstrate her ownership of Sanning.
But he should not and cannot demonstrate his ownership of Sanning.
Keeping a low profile has always been his motto.
"Put down Concubine Sang!"
Feng Queyi changed her words, met the two people's gazes, and said calmly: "The person is already dead, why did Mr. Feng Xiaohou bother her like this? Just let her go in peace."
Feng Runsheng didn't know his sinister intentions and retorted: "She doesn't like the palace, she likes me. She said she would elope with me."
"That's enough! Shut up!"
He Lanyin couldn't hear the word "elope", as if everything he was doing now was out of passion, so he shouted angrily: "She is dead, and you still slander her reputation! Feng Runsheng, get out!"
Feng Runsheng was ready to hug Sang Ning and roll away.
Seeing how presumptuous he was, He Lanyin threatened: "Stop! Feng Runsheng, if you don't want your family to die for her, get out immediately!"
Feng Runsheng paused for a moment when he thought of his family.
It was also during this pause that Feng Qiuhua walked in.
When Feng Qiuhua walked in, he happened to hear the emperor's threat. When he saw his brother holding the body, he rushed over and slapped him in the face.
"Snapped!"
This slap was loud and strong, and it was able to wake up Feng Runsheng.
"Are you crazy enough?"
After Feng Qiuhua knew that his brother was missing, he knew that he had entered the palace. He came in a hurry and was soaked in the autumn rain. He was also wet and cold. This would be described as very embarrassing. When he stared at his brother, he even sneezed.
Feng Runsheng calmed down a little after seeing his sister shivering from the cold, and put Sang Ning back.
He didn't regret being slapped by his sister. Although his face hurt, his heart hurt even more. It hurt so much that he shed tears again: "Sister, Sang Ning is dead, Sang Ning is dead..."
He kept repeating this sentence like a helpless child.
He is just a child, a sixteen-year-old child. As brave as he is on the battlefield, he is as passionate and simple emotionally.
Seeing him like this, Feng Qiuhua felt distressed and resentful: "Feng Runsheng, she died, you just want our whole family to die with her, right?"
Feng Runsheng shook his head and cried: "No, no, sister, no..."
Feng Qiuhua didn't listen to him, held down his head, and knelt down with him: "Your Majesty, forgive me. My brother lacks discipline and bumps into Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will see that he is young and ignorant, and he is infatuated with Concubine Sang." , spare him this time."
Can He Lanyin not spare him?
He certainly knew how much Sang Ning felt for him. When she was dying, she was still thinking about his safety.
She also said that she was not from this world, so which world was she from? A fairy from heaven? After all the calamity, have you returned to heaven again?
A splitting headache.
Thinking of her, he felt dizzy and aching.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
Feng Qiuhua knelt in front of him, pressed his brother's head, and kowtowed together.
Helan Yin came back to his senses, looked at the siblings, and waved his hands: "Get out of here."
He was too weak to punish them for their transgressions.
Seeing this, Feng Qiuhua hurriedly pulled his brother away.
Feng Runsheng didn't want to leave yet, so he clamored to give Sang Ning a ride: "Sister, believe me, I will give her a ride if I don't cause trouble."
Feng Qiuhua was soft-hearted, so he looked at the emperor to get his permission.
He Lanyin neither allowed nor refused, and only said: "Get out and kneel down to wake up."
This didn't drive anyone away from the palace, so it was considered a chance for him.
Feng Runsheng walked out and knelt down.
Feng Qiuhua would not let him kneel down. When he saw that he insisted on kneeling in the rain, he knocked him unconscious with a knife and asked others to carry him to Huayang Palace.
She is the eldest sister. As the saying goes, an eldest sister is like a mother. She really cares about him as a son. He forgot and didn't care. How could she not care? He still had a stick wound on his body and hadn't healed yet. Today he broke into the palace and was covered in blood. She didn't know whether he was injured or not. How could she feel relieved? Still watching him kneel in the rain?
Soon we arrived at Huayang Hall.
Feng Runsheng was carried to the bed.
Feng Qiuhua called the young eunuch in and asked him to take off Feng Runsheng's clothes and check whether he was injured.
The little eunuch moved quickly and took off Feng Runsheng's clothes. After a quick inspection, he found that there were three sword wounds, one on the left arm, one on the right chest, and one on the right thigh. Fortunately, they were not serious, and they were all flesh wounds.
After Feng Qiuhua learned about it, he quickly called the imperial doctor to bandage his wounds.
At the same time, he also thought of the guard who was injured by his younger brother. He hurriedly went to Yuesang Palace and asked Chen Jin: "My brother is naughty and broke into the palace. Are there any casualties among the guards?"
Chen Jin had already counted the wounded and replied: "Fortunately, no guards were killed. They were all injured to varying degrees. There are twenty-three people in total."
In fact, the guards took Feng Runsheng's identity into consideration, so how could they dare to take action?
But it couldn't be justified if he didn't take action, so he just pretended to block. Therefore, after being injured, he stopped moving forward. And when Feng Runsheng saw that they didn't move forward, he naturally wouldn't chase them and kill them. Therefore, both sides did not cause irreparable consequences.
"Fortunately. God bless you."
After hearing this, Feng Qiuhua clasped his hands together, thanked God repeatedly, and then said: "Chief Guard Chen, you are busy, I will go and see them right now."
She wanted to apologize to them on behalf of her brother.
Chen Jincai came over from the guard camp and nodded: "Please, Madam."
Feng Qiuhua left in a hurry.
Chen Jin remained outside the palace as usual.
Wang Cheng learned about Anlejun's situation from Han Shuo and hurriedly went in to report.
As soon as he entered, he found that He Lanyin was about to lie down in the coffin again, but luckily Feng Queyi stopped him.
Feng Queyi advised: "Your Majesty, you are... inappropriate..."
In fact, he would rather say that it is inappropriate.
Although he has also done similar unseemly things.
"I have a headache and feel very sleepy. I want to sleep, so don't stop me."
He pushed Feng Queyi away and still wanted to lie down in the coffin.
Wang Cheng came in at this time. When the emperor said this, he hesitated for a while and did not speak. In fact, it won't affect anything if we talk about Anlejun tomorrow. The emperor didn't even ask, so he didn't need to worry.
Feng Queyi was very anxious. He was very careful in his work. As soon as he lay down in her bed, her clothes seemed to be stained by the scent of medicine from him. If the emperor lay down in it, he might find something strange.
In order to avoid exposing the matter, he changed the subject: "Your Majesty, the prince has something to say."
Then, he looked at Wang Cheng and asked, "Tell me. What's the matter?"
When Wang Cheng saw Feng Queyi asking this question, he said, "Your Majesty, I just received the news that Anlejun is awake."
When Fengqueyi heard the news, she said: "Your Majesty, Anlejun is Concubine Sang's biological brother, so he still needs to inform her and come to see her off. Concubine Sang also left her last words before she left."
He Lanyin thought about Sang Ning's last words and nodded: "Please come over, Mr. Anle."
But Anlejun didn't affect his decision to sleep with Sang Ning.
He pushed Feng Queyi away, turned over and lay down in it.
Feng Queyi's heart trembled, and he said secretly: Calm down. Calm down. His scent on her should have dissipated long ago. The palace was filled with the smell of balsam, medicine, and the smell of burning paper money. There were so many smells that the emperor was so dizzy that he probably couldn't notice anything strange.
Helan Yin lay beside Sang Ning as she wished.
He hugged her, closed his eyes, and smelled the fragrance of her hair...
