The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

The Feng family regained its temporary peace.

Wen Mingyue was overwhelmed with grief, and was sent back to Zhan's family accompanied by a doctor from Feng's family.

Before leaving, Zhan Jingzhao looked at Hua Ruoxue with sad and guilty eyes, and almost knelt down for her.

"Ruoxue, all this is caused by me, because I'm too stupid, because I trust others easily, that's... that's why I hurt myself, you, and even Xiao Ning's mother."

Zhan Jingzhao looked at Hua Ruoxue sadly, choked up and said, "Ruoxue, what are your plans for the future... You should leave Feng's house, divorce Feng Nanzheng, I will take care of you in the future Are you OK?"

He took a few steps forward, wanting to hold Ruoxin's hand, but she pushed him away.

"Ruoxue, can you give me a chance to make up for it? Otherwise, I will feel guilty until I die."

With tears in Hua Ruoxue's eyes, she stared at Zhan Jingzhao bitterly.

"Don't you deserve atonement? You and I both deserve atonement. We killed Dongchu, we caused Xiaocheng and Xiaoning to separate, we are both sinners, we should die!"

Hearing death, Zhan Jingzhao didn't hesitate for a moment.

"Okay, let us die together, as long as you nod, I can walk out from here now, go straight to the top of the mountain in the southern suburbs, and then jump down!"

He looked at Hua Ruoxue, the tears in his eyes kept rolling.

"If I die, I can make it all go back to the original point, I can do anything!"

Hearing this, Hua Ruoxue cried even more fiercely.

She raised her hand and slapped Zhan Jingzhao on the back.

"Who made you die? Did I let you die? Why do you want to die? You haven't avenged your revenge, what right do you have to die? If you're dead, what face do you have to see Dongchu?"

Zhan Jingzhao's heart was twisted like a knife.

He grabbed Hua Ruoxue's hand, choked up and said, "Then you tell me, then you tell me what to do to make up for all this."

"Revenge! Kill Hu Weiren and avenge Dongchu!"

Hua Ruoxue hissed.

She has been burdened with sins for more than 20 years, and she has been suffering and suffering in her position as the mistress of the Feng family.

It's good now, everything is clear now, and she will soon be freed.

Hua Ruoxue took a few steps back and looked at Zhan Jingzhao.

"Xiao Ning and Xiaocheng are innocent, and Duo Le and Duo Fu are even more innocent. What happened to our generation should be resolved by us. We cannot leave hatred to the next generation."

Zhan Jingzhao nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, I promise you, even if I risk my life, I will find Hu Weiren and kill him myself!"

Bringing Hu Weiren to justice is cheap, so he should be allowed to die immediately, and let him die in extreme pain!

"Go back, go back to the Zhan Family."

Wiping away her tears, Hua Ruoxue retreated into the living room, keeping a certain distance from Zhan Jingzhao.

"You have your home, and I..."

She switched shares around, looking at this familiar place, tears rolled down again.

Zhan Jingzhao's eyes were full of sadness, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, Zhan Jingzhao finally turned around and left Feng's house alone.

With Zhan Jingzhao's departure, the living room suddenly became empty and deserted.

At this moment, the wind came from all directions, making Hua Ruoxue feel extraordinarily desolate and helpless.

It's time to go, it's time to leave here, it's time to use your own life to atone for your sins.

But at this time, in Feng Yuning's bedroom, there was no one on the bed.

On the imperial concubine's couch by the window, Feng Yuning was sitting there with a laptop on her lap.

The light in the room was not turned on, and the computer screen emitted a faint blue light, shining on her face, and the traces of tears were clearly visible.

She stared at the screen, tears rolled down from her eyes, wet the back of her hands, and burned her heart.

On the screen, Zhan Xiaocheng was sitting alone in the small courtyard of Limutai.

It was very windy on the mountain, and he was wearing only a short-sleeved shirt, sitting in the dimly lit yard, smoking one cigarette after another.

The flame of the cigarette flickered on and off, and even Feng Yuning could see the lingering smoke.

Zhan Xiaocheng does not smoke, at least after reuniting with her, he has never smoked, because he knows that she hates men smoking.

But now, the cigarette in his hand has not been broken at all, there is a pile of cigarette butts under his feet, and there are several empty cigarette boxes.

Zhan Xiaocheng's expression was sad and desolate, he maintained the same posture, looking at the starry night sky, even in the camera, Feng Yuning could see tears falling from the corners of Zhan Xiaocheng's eyes.

His heart hurts.

But why doesn't her heart ache?

She had already agreed to be together, had already agreed to stay together for the rest of her life, even when she knew that they might be step-siblings, she made up her mind not to care about human ethics and insisted on marrying Zhan Xiaocheng.

But now?

They turned out to be enemies?How can enemies marry?How can enemies be together?Enemy, shouldn't it be killing you to the death?

Thinking that she would turn against Zhan Xiaocheng, and thinking that her family might hate Zhan Xiaocheng, Feng Yuning's heart twitched and ached.

It shouldn't be like this, their relationship shouldn't have come to this point!

Tears trickled down, Feng Yuning couldn't hold back her tears, she couldn't hold back her tears.

She silently called Zhan Xiaocheng's name, and couldn't help but hugged the computer tightly, as if hugging the person she loved deeply.

Across the computer screen, Feng Yuning sat with Zhan Xiaocheng from early morning to dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on Zhan Xiaocheng's face in the early morning, Feng Yu stared outside and saw the golden light.

The sunlight dispelled the darkness of the night, and it seemed to make her heart full of wounds become warm.

She looked at the screen, watched Zhan Xiaocheng throw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and watched Sanhe break into the screen.

Sanhe's face was so panicked, as if something serious had happened.

Feng Yuning frowned tightly, and when she was about to turn up the volume, there was a knock on the door outside, it was Feng Huaili, and the voice was very hasty.

"Xiaoyao! Xiaoyao, are you awake?"

Putting down the computer, Feng Yuning stepped on the ground with her bare feet, walked to the door with her stiff legs, and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Feng Huaili hurried into the room.

Seeing the tidy bed and the mess on the imperial concubine's bed, Feng Huaili was taken aback.

"Xiao Yao, you haven't slept all night?"

"Can't sleep."

Feng Yuning closed the computer, went to the bathroom by herself, turned on the tap and rinsed her face with cold water.

"Brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

Feng Yuning asked while wiping the drops of water on her face.

Feng Huaili finally came to his senses, and finally remembered the business.

He handed the phone to Feng Yuning, with a dignified and angry expression.

"Xiaoyao, look at the news this morning. Someone exposed Zhan Xiaocheng's life experience, and even... even Duo Le and Duo Fu were involved. Now on the Internet, it is said that Duo Le and Duo Fu are the grandsons of Hu Weiren. Already on the hot search."