Sang Ning is about to become the queen, but he can only sit here.
Feng Queyi felt that she was a waste, a complete waste.
As a man, he can't even protect the woman he loves and can't influence the inevitable outcome. What's the point of his life?
There was nothing he could do but wait.
This feeling made Feng Queyi extremely tormented, and every second was miserable.
Even if he didn't want to think about these things, they all flooded into his head, giving him a splitting headache.
He even wanted to fight Chen Jin and rush out to ruin their wedding no matter what.
Even if Chen Jin kills him, Feng Queyi will not regret it.
What do you regret when you die for the one you love?
There is nothing to regret, but sitting here like a waste is the most regrettable thing.
Feng Queyi, who had no power to bind a chicken, was indeed crazy. He actually had the idea of finding Chen Jin, a first-class master, to fight for his life.
He was afraid that he would be killed by Chen Jin before he took action.
Feng Queyi's face looked melancholy and a little lonely. He looked like he had lost the demeanor of a top military advisor who was able to strategize and win thousands of miles, and was resourceful and resourceful.
It's even more painful, which makes people feel pity when they see it.
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The residence of Duke Jingguo.
In the hall, Feng Deshan was dressed in court uniform and looked majestically at his son kneeling in front of him.
Feng Qiuhua on the side also sighed repeatedly, wanting to persuade but not daring to do so.
After taking action against Sang Ning last time, she realized that the relationship between her siblings was no longer what it was before.
Even worse than before Feng Runsheng lost his memory.
The friendship that had finally returned to the past after losing her memory was ruined by her own hands in an instant.
Whether Feng Qiuhua is upset or regretful, the most important thing at the moment is to prevent Feng Runsheng from attending the wedding.
This is an oral instruction given by His Majesty to Feng Deshan personally. The meaning cannot be expressed in words. It is simply that he does not want to see Feng Runsheng appear and prevents him from going crazy and doing extreme things.
Feng Runsheng, who was kneeling on the ground, had a fresh and white complexion, as if he were a young man who had stepped out of a myth, and his whole body was full of youthfulness.
Today, he wore a red gown with several bright red flowers embroidered on the chest. I wonder if it was intentional.
It turned out to be very festive and handsome, which shocked people deeply.
There are so many beautiful men in the world, but one as unique as the little general is rare.
With the way he was dressed, if he were allowed to go to the wedding ceremony, His Majesty would be furious to death.
Those who were confused thought he was the protagonist of the day, the groom who married a beautiful woman.
"Run Sheng, please stop embarrassing dad. This is His Majesty's personal order. Do you want dad to resist the decree? Do you want the entire Feng family to abandon it?"
Feng Deshan's gray beard was trembling, and he suppressed his anger and persuaded.
Clenching his fists, the young general's blood was boiling and he could no longer listen to any advice at this moment.
Even if Feng Deshan said this, even if he risked the crime of rebellion, he would not give up.
Otherwise, after today, when he thinks that Sang Ning will be the Queen of Jingguo and will be paired with Helan Yin, his whole heart will be broken again and again.
The pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows cannot be overstated.
Tears welled up in his eyes. Feng Runsheng was trembling with sadness. His voice was also trembling. He said in an almost unprecedented tone of pleading: "Father, please help your son. She is the girl I love most in this life. I will die without her. You I no longer have a son, please father, please make sure your son is fulfilled!"
After that, a few transparent teardrops fell to the ground, and the floor under Feng Runsheng quickly became wet.
Feng Runsheng held his hands on the ground and hit his forehead crazily. The sound of "bang, bang, bang..." was heard.
While listening, Feng Qiuhua also had tears in his eyes, heartbroken, but helpless.
She still understands feelings.
This is beyond anyone's control and cannot be dealt with rationally.
Soon there were blood stains on the ground, and Feng Runsheng's forehead was also swollen. He looked like a birthday boy, although it was not that exaggerated.
"Brother, please calm down. Seeing you like this makes me really heartbroken."
Feng Qiuhua went up and tried to pull Feng Runsheng to prevent him from continuing to torture him.
"Sister, I will not forgive your cruelty. Although you did not succeed, you knew that if she died, your brother would also die. You still did this. You have not thought about me at all."
"You just selfishly think that what is good to me is good. You have never thought about whether these good things are really what I want?"
"Isn't it a kidnapping that stands at the highest moral level?"
Feng Runsheng pushed her away and knocked her to the ground.
Feng Qiuhua was momentarily unstable, his wrist broke several wounds, and blood flowed all over his body. The severe pain was not as painful as the pain in his heart.
"You, you actually think like this?" Feng Qiuhua had tears streaming down his face, feeling as lonely as the sky had collapsed.
"The real good thing is that what I love is what you love. If you can't be like my sister, I advise you to put away your so-called good, I don't need it!!!"
Feng Runsheng was furious and vented his dissatisfaction to Feng Qiuhua in a manic manner.
Listening to these heart-wrenching words, Feng Qiuhua covered his face and sobbed violently. He was also reflecting on himself in his heart, whether he was really wrong.
As for Duke Jing Feng Deshan, he also felt sorry for his son, seeing the once high-spirited young general reduced to such a miserable and humble state because of Sang Ning.
Feng Deshan couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. He was silent for a moment and said: "My dear son, listen to my father's advice. There are thousands of good girls in the world. If this one doesn't work, we will change it. Let's not talk about it. Our little princess He Lanhui has always been enamored of you. Why do you insist on doing this?"
"Even if the entire Feng family is buried with you, will you persist to the end?"
Feng Deshan paused for a moment and continued to ask sadly with a louder voice.
Feng Runsheng didn't hesitate at all, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes!"
"you you you you you."
Feng Deshan couldn't accept such a stubborn son for a while, and his eyes turned white as he clutched his chest in pain.
"father!"
Feng Qiuhua immediately rushed over to support him.
Feng Deshan, who was about to collapse, was finally supported by Feng Qiuhua, but how could she hold up such a heavy man?
Just as Feng Qiuhua and Feng Deshan continued to fall together, Feng Runsheng, who was kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes and blood-red eyes, rushed to catch them both in time.
Seeing this, Feng Qiuhua felt warm in his heart, and his brother still had this family in his heart.
"Sister, I'm sorry. Father, please take care of me. If I leave and never come back, then I will never come back. Just pretend that you have never had a rebellious brother like me."
With tears streaming down his face, Feng Runsheng sent the unconscious Feng Deshan to the couch to lie down, and then cried to Feng Qiuhua.
Feng Qiuhua looked at him quietly, wanting to say something but never speaking.
At this moment, she felt that any words she said became very empty and powerless.
"You must take care, my sister is waiting for you at home."
Feng Qiuhua felt that she could only compromise and had no other choice.
Feng Runsheng was surprised to see her change.
"Sister, do you support me?"
Feng Runsheng was as happy as a child.
The result of going from never being understood to being understood suddenly made his dark sky shine brightly.
