But how could Fengqueyi let him run away?
"Be sure to kill him!"
He narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly.
Damn it!
How come we bumped into each other so coincidentally!
His good deeds must not be ruined by his mouth.
"Fengqueyi, you despicable person!"
Yu Tan dodges, fights, and curses at the same time. No wonder the princess asked him to kill him before, but he was worried that his medical skills could save the princess, so he postponed it again and again. He didn't think that he was just a waste and couldn't save the princess at all!
"I am going to kill you!"
He looked for an opportunity to break through the encirclement of the two men, turned around with eyes wide open, rushed towards Feng Queyi, and tried to strangle him to death with his bare hands.
Before he even got close, he was slashed in the thigh halfway.
He was in such pain that his face looked ferocious, and he fell down exhausted.
He fell down and couldn't stand up for a while. He could only stretch out his hands and crawl around, trying to touch the princess's tomb.
He is so incompetent!
He came too late too!
He couldn't even see the princess for the last time!
Seeing him like this, Feng Queyi had a rare act of conscience and stopped Feng Si's falling knife.
"Not urgent."
He couldn't kill anyone in front of Sanning's grave.
Yes, Sanning, the most important thing right now is Sanning.
He asked them to continue digging the grave, while he took out a pill and forcefully stuffed it into Yu Tan's mouth.
He is still kind, even though he could easily kill him, he still chooses to keep him.
He really loved her so much.
He also respects her last words. She doesn't want Yu Tan to die. If He Lan Yin can let him go, then he can let him go too.
In the final analysis, they are all his defeated generals.
"W-what did you do to the princess?"
Yu Tan stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed his robe. On the verge of coma, a thought came into his mind: Is the princess not dead? Otherwise, why would he want to kill a corpse?
"Princess, princess still——"
Still alive, right?
Unfortunately, he stopped asking halfway.
His vision went dark, the hand holding Feng Queyi's clothes fell, and he fainted.
Feng San and Feng Si were still digging the coffin quickly.
After digging for half an hour, the coffin was finally revealed.
Feng Queyi pushed the coffin away and immediately stuffed a pill into her mouth. Of course, it was different from Yu Tan's pill.
After giving the medicine, he took the person out and ordered: "Quickly, return to normal as soon as possible."
"yes."
Feng San and Feng Si worked together to close the coffin and fill it with soil again.
Fengqueyi didn't wait for them, and took the first step with the person in his arms.
Deep in the mountains, there was a carriage that had been prepared. He put the people into the carriage and returned to his Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
There is an underground prison he built in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
The floor is paved with white marble, the walls are inlaid with gold, and all the furnishings are gold, silver, and jade, which are extremely gorgeous.
Single lighting is seventeen luminous pearls placed in a circle.
These seventeen night pearls surround a huge golden birdcage. In the birdcage is a bed covered with a soft fox blanket.
He put her on the bed and first took off her unsightly wedding dress. If she was getting married, she would also be marrying him.
After the wedding clothes were withdrawn, even the mourning clothes were torn off by him, and they were all thrown to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, only the snow-white pajamas were left, wrapping her cold body.
He touched the soft mass on her left breast, intending to feel her heartbeat, but unfortunately, he felt nothing.
Her body was too cold.
It was so cold that he felt panicked.
"Someone! Someone!"
He called over two young maids, both of whom were born dumb. They just looked at him, waiting for his orders.
"Go prepare hot water."
He wanted to hold her and take a hot bath.
The two mute maids nodded slightly and went to carry hot water.
The hot water is poured into the tub next to it.
One bucket of hot water, one bucket of cold water, repeated twice, and the large tub was soon half full.
Feng Queyi saw it, walked over, stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, and felt it was about the same, so she asked them to retreat.
The prison fell silent.
He looked at Sang Ning on the bed, a smile appeared on his lips, feeling that after all the hardships, he finally ushered in a world that belonged to them alone.
He smiled and took off his clothes first, then hugged her and stepped into the tub.
She was still asleep, unconscious and unable to sit still, so she leaned in his arms.
He admired her face, her skin, her body, every inch and every part of her was a masterpiece of God.
His unique masterpiece.
He is her master.
"Sang Ning...Sang Ning... wake up..."
He kissed her earlobe and whispered her name.
He really wanted to see her expression when she woke up and saw him, would she be so frightened that she would scream? Knowing what he did for her, would you be moved to tears?
"Sang Ning, I love you..."
He kissed her from her earlobe to her lips.
She still didn't respond, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was silent, as if she was dead.
Actually dead, no, she couldn't die, she was just sleeping.
Although she was cute and sweet in her coma and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, he still wanted to see her alive, the one who could cry, laugh, hit, and scold her.
"Wake up quickly."
He bit her lip hard, hoping the pain would spur her to wake up.
But she still didn't respond.
He frowned and touched her chest. There was no heartbeat, but her skin became warm.
It's a good sign.
He endured it and continued to hold her, press against her, and stay with her for half an hour.
Hot water has been added twice.
He thought it was okay, picked her up and put her on the bed.
The wound on her back bled, black at first and then red.
He applied medicine and bandage to her, then made her lie down and gave her acupuncture.
The needles spread from her head to her feet.
She is all white, with undulating curves, but they are covered with fine and dense needles.
How dazzling!
"I'm sorry, Sanning, for making you suffer."
He sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, put it against his face, and murmured: "Wake up. Sanning, you have slept long enough, wake up."
He still didn't get a response.
Sang Ning closed her eyes and lay on the bed, like a beautiful corpse.
Seeing her like this, he was very panicked. He stretched out his trembling hands to touch her breath. No, still no, was she really dead?
"No way! Are you pretending to be dead? Are you trying to scare me?"
He became angry and roared in her ear: "Sang Ning, open your eyes! You can't die! If you dare to die, I will kill the people you care about! First Yu Tan, then Sang Qi, and Feng Runsheng, They all have to die! They all have to die!"
He shouted threats, still deadly quiet.
He waited for half an hour and then stuffed the medicine into her mouth again. If one pill didn't work, then two pills. If two pills didn't work, then three pills. After giving the medicine, he went to his room to read the medical books. After spending the night, the medical books They were all turned to pieces by him.
There seemed to be nothing he could do.
"Sang Ning...Sang Ning..."
He had been busy all night and was disheveled. He staggered and knelt down in front of her bed. He wanted to touch her body, but he was afraid that her body would return to the coldness of a dead person.
He had always done things with ease and with half the confidence, but he made a big gamble on her.
If he loses the bet...
He didn't dare think about it anymore.
"Sang Ning, Sang Ning, please..."
He prayed in his heart, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand to touch her body. Warmth or coldness was related to his life, death and destiny.
