What Feng Queyi was worried about didn't happen.
He Lanyin was so tired that she hugged Sang Ning and fell asleep soon.
Sleep until dawn.
After the rain, the sky clears and the sun shines brightly.
Sang Qi rested for the night. After waking up, he ate breakfast and rinsed his mouth, and then Chu Xian told him the news about his sister.
"My condolences to Mr. Anle, Concubine Sang has passed away."
Chu Xian lowered his head, not daring to look at Sang Qi's face.
He received the emperor's order last night and should have informed Sang Qi of the news, but seeing that he had just woken up and was very sleepy, he hid it. This morning, seeing that he had had a good breakfast and was in good spirits, he conveyed the news. .
Sang Qi was rinsing his mouth. When he heard the news, he choked and coughed several times: "Cough, cough, cough, what? What did you just say?"
He thought he was hallucinating and that his sister had passed away? How can it be?
Seeing that he didn't understand, Chu Xian repeated: "My condolences to Mr. Anle. Concubine Sang has passed away."
"Immortal, immortal death? Sangsang?"
Sang Qi was shocked to the point of being stunned, his eyes were blank.
Chu Xian explained: "Yes. Yesterday you were poisoned and fell into coma. Concubine Sang was very worried, so she came to visit you with your majesty. As a result, she was assassinated on the way. Concubine Sang unfortunately died of a poisoned blade in order to protect your majesty."
Sang Qi listened, waved his hand and smiled: "Impossible. Sang Sang is the most delicate and afraid of pain. How could she block the knife for His Majesty? You must have misunderstood."
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Chu Xian knelt down and said solemnly: "My condolences to Mr. Anle, Concubine Sang is really——"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Sang Qi staggering out of the room, shouting in pain: "Sang Sang, Sang Sang -"
Chu Xian quickly stood up, picked up the cloak on the clothes rack next to him, and chased after him.
The carriage is ready.
Sang Qi picked up his robe, got on the carriage, and shouted at the carriage driver: "Go to the palace! Quick! Go to the palace!"
The road to the palace was a blinding white.
When the imperial concubine passed away, the common people in the capital hung white cloths on their homes to express their condolences.
The palace is also completely white.
Sang Qi didn't believe the news about his sister's accident until he saw the snow-white palace.
"Sang Sang, Sang Sang——"
He huddled in the carriage, murmuring his sister's name, hiding himself in his cloak and crying.
The carriage arrived at Yuesang Hall soon.
"Mr. Anle, here we are."
Chu Xian followed on horseback and gave a reminder outside the carriage.
Sang Qi heard it but didn't say anything and didn't dare to come down.
As long as he doesn't come down, my sister is not dead.
In this dangerous Jingdu, he only thinks about his sister.
How could God be so cruel?
They were separated for four years as brothers and sisters, and were reunited for less than four days.
"Anlejun, get out of the car."
Chu Xian probably knew that Sang Qi was in pain, so he thought for a moment and comforted him: "Concubine Sang was still concerned about your safety before she died. Come and give her a ride. She will be relieved to see that you are okay in the sky. "
Sang Qi heard it, but still didn't get out of the car.
"Sister, you can't, sister, sister--"
His sad cries were heard in the carriage.
Feng Runsheng came over with the support of the palace servants and bowed: "Brother, I have something to tell you. Brother, I am Feng Runsheng."
When Sang Qi heard the male voice outside the carriage, he wiped his tears and opened the carriage curtain. He saw a young and handsome man saluting him, and he couldn't help but frown: "Who are you?"
Feng Runsheng introduced himself again: "I am Sang Sang's sweetheart Feng Runsheng."
After hearing this, Sang Qi immediately thought of the man hiding in his sister's bed that day: "It's you!"
Feng Runsheng's red and swollen eyes revealed a bit of surprise: "Brother, do you know about me?"
Sang Qi didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly. His appearance was impeccable, his body was straight and vigorous, and he looked well-behaved. Is this the man his sister likes?
He Aiwujiwu said in a gentler voice: "What's wrong with you?"
Feng Runsheng nodded and said, "Yes. Brother, can you please take a ride in the carriage?"
When Sang Qi heard his "brother" address, he thought of his sister and asked him to come up.
After Feng Runsheng got on the carriage, he knelt down in front of Sang Qi and went straight to the point: "Brother, I have Sang Sang's love poems as proof that we truly love each other. I hope you can take the initiative to deliver her body to me. I will bury it grandly. I will be her gravekeeper for the rest of my life.”
"you you!"
Sang Qi turned pale with shock, pointed at him, and shouted: "Crazy! You're crazy! You're still so young! What nonsense are you talking about!"
I heard that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old. What is the role of a half-grown child as a tombkeeper?
Even if he agreed, the Feng family would not agree even if it was just a single seedling!
Of course, he would not agree!
Feng Runsheng knew that Sang Qi doubted his sincerity, so he immediately raised his hand and swore: "Brother, I will never marry Sang Sang in this life. If you change your mind, I will be gutted and die badly!"
"Shut up!"
Sang Qi shouted, trying to stop him from swearing, but he was a step too late. The young man's scarlet eyes were hot and crazy, which made him feel terrible.
The frightened Feng Runsheng grabbed Sang Qi's arm and shed tears: "Brother, Sang Sang doesn't like people in the palace. She said she would elope with me several times... If it weren't for her poor health, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take care of her. , I have eloped with her a long time ago...Brother, we really love each other. I just want to fulfill her last wish. I don’t want her to be free even after she dies. Brother, I hope you will fulfill my wish."
He wanted to get Sang Ning's body and bury her in the Feng family's ancestral grave.
They had no chance to be husband and wife while alive, so they promised to be husband and wife in the next life.
He didn't hear her last words, and he didn't have her relics, so let him be her relics.
He is her man and her widow.
Sang Qi was moved for a moment, but it was only for that moment. After all, his sister was in the palace, and it was not like he could make the decision about her body.
"Master Feng——"
"I've seen Master Feng——"
The palace man's voice sounded outside.
The next moment, the carriage curtain was opened.
Feng Queyi saw the two people in the carriage and knew what they were talking about. This Feng Runsheng acted quickly and knew to start from Sang Qi and ask for Sang Ning's body.
But so what?
The emperor will not give the body to his brother Sang Qi!
"Mr. Anle, please get out of the car. Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."
Feng Queyi stretched out his hand, thinking that Sang Qi was not in good health, and was willing to give him a hand.
When Feng Runsheng saw his diligent look, he thought to himself: Everyone is dead, who else are you going to do this for?
Without thinking much, he reached out and knocked Feng Queyi's hand off, jumped off the carriage, and then stretched out his hand, thinking of giving Sang Qi a hand.
"Brother——"
"Anlejun——"
The two of them also stretched out their hands towards him.
Seeing the two people's posture, Sang Qi felt very complicated: if his sister was still alive and the two sisters had to choose, he could still choose and even be embarrassed. Now that his sister is gone, he has no mood at all.
"I can do it myself. Thank you both."
Without touching anyone's hand, he got off the carriage and went straight to Yuesang Palace.
He wants to see the executioner who killed his sister!
He clenched his fists, grief and anger surged in his chest...
