Quick-wearing female supporting characters: the villain BOSS, please enter the urn

Chapter 1111 Fengyue Liuhua (43)

The news that Zhu Qin came to Tainu's mansion to cause trouble was directly suppressed.

At this time, Feng An didn't know that Zhu Qin had been taken away and became an unconscious poisonous person.She was still thinking about how to get Zhu Qin to spit out all the poison to kill the queen and the princess.

She wanted them dead.

Then she was the only one surnamed Feng left in this world.

Feng An had a good idea, but if any poison could come close and poison the queen or the entire royal family at will, all ambitious people in the world would go directly to get poison.

The boy who had been pretending to faint and was sent back to the yard covered in marks was in a state of embarrassment.

On his tightly closed eyes, he slowly moved his eyeballs and opened them weakly after the group of people left completely.

"Feng, Ann!"

Everything he did was to make Feng An die without a place to bury him. He heard all the conversations she had with that woman... He didn't expect that Feng An, who was a good-for-nothing to the outside world, wanted to usurp the throne.

Just rely on her?Want to compare with the queen? !

Pooh!

The boy is just a commoner.

He was lucky enough to meet the concubine before the family change, and he knew the difference in status, now only the hatred for Feng An remained.

"My lord..." Following the young man was his kind maidservant.

The servant girl watched the young master fall step by step into the hands of this demon named Feng Si, but there was nothing he could do.Every time I came back, I was tortured half to death, endured the humiliation, and now I want to get her trust and then kill her to avenge her.

"Tan Xiang, you can leave here tomorrow..." The boy said with determination in his eyes.

"My lord, I won't leave!"

From the time Tan Xiang was rescued by the son, her life belonged to the son.

She knew the hatred between the young master and Princess Fengsi, and she was powerless to help him... She watched the young master go into that devil's place every day, and when he came back, he was covered in scars.

"Tan Xiang!"

Although the boy was down and out, what he said was unquestionable.

He looked at Tan Xiang, his dark pupils reflected the determination to die.

"Yes... son."

Tan Xiang lowered his head and bit his lip, trembling, knowing that he could not stop the young master by himself.

The young man took out the porcelain bottle that had been hidden for a long time from under the pillow, he could not let this Feng Si harm His Royal Highness.

"This is an envelope... If you have a chance, please help me deliver it to... Your Highness."

The young man smiled miserably, took the envelope he had already prepared in his hand, thought for a moment, and then denied: "Bring a brazier."

Tan Xiang lowered his eyes and lit the brazier and put it on the ground.

The young man got up from the bed, took weak steps, and held the envelope around... The envelope contained all his heartfelt feelings.But now that His Highness is about to get married, why should he cause trouble.

It's just that he still doesn't want to give up.

The young man will always remember how His Highness asked him about his appearance with a gentle smile.

Maybe His Highness doesn't remember, but it left an indelible mark in his heart.

Even now... the boy still admires her.

"Son!"

Tan Xiang looked at the son and said that he threw the envelope for her into the brazier and burned it.

Although he didn't know what was written on it, Tan Xiang knew well...the content in it might be the only remembrance of the young master in his life.

"Tan Xiang, help me to the table. Prepare pen and ink..."

The young man's body has long been tortured in Feng An's hands until now it is like a broken string.

He took the pen, looked at the cleanly spread paper, and dropped it.

(End of this chapter)