Later, Qiao Jing poisoned him, so he attacked Qiao Jing twice. He had a clear conscience, but he didn't know until last night that there was such a reason.It turned out that Qiao Jing had never believed him for more than ten years.That's right, he didn't treat Qiao Jing well.He doesn't regard Qiao Jing as his wife, so Qiao Jing naturally doesn't regard him as her husband.

He knew why Feng Yu killed him, but he didn't intend to rebel at first, it was just resentment in his heart, but he made a fuss, step by step, he reached such a dangerous situation.If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't have cooperated with Yu Rong, but Yuan did it all over again, and he still made a mess.

Feng Mu didn't speak, and kept looking at Xile. He didn't know whether Xile's words were true or not, "Accordingly, I'm not qualified to ask you, but you have really thought about it? What if the emperor wakes up? What if the Yu family pursues you?" ?”

"Are you actually worried about this king?" Xi Le put the necklace into her arms, and glanced at Feng Mu, "Soldiers come to cover up the water and soil, to this king, there is no other meaning."

"Last night, I heard that you discussed three conditions with your mother, but you only mentioned two before. You should have wanted to tell me the last one, right?"

He is about to die, and the people he loved and hated will eventually be buried in a corner of Daming along with that pile of yellow soil. He always thought that God gave him such a chance for revenge, but he can come again Once, until now, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.

He has never lived for himself. In the previous life, in the body of "Feng Mu", he almost went crazy for the sake of beauty. The emperor's brother and mother are obstacles in his heart. Qiao Jing and Feng Jing are nothing in his eyes. He had only seen his own son Jun'er from a distance, and when Jun'er died, Jin Xiu also died.Perhaps, on the day of Jinxiu's engagement, he should let go. When he opened his hand again for the obsession that he had held tightly for all these years, it turned out that there was nothing.

Nothing at all.

Since Jing Er likes it, then his incompetent father should do one more thing for him.

"Then I will give you the opportunity now, and you need to promise me one condition."

"Last night, I sent someone to secretly send Jinxiu's body to this king's tomb. This king wants you to swear that this body can only be buried with Jinxiu after death." After decades of persistence, letting go is not easy , I only hope that in the next life, the two of them can be a real husband and wife.

Besides Qiao Jing, he failed to seek revenge on Qiao Jing and deprived her of the opportunity to be dependent on her loved one. Thinking of Qiao Jing who would not be safe even after death, Xi Le only felt relieved.

"This jade pendant was given to me by my father. After leaving the palace, you give this jade pendant to Jing'er. In this king's life, there are many things that are not satisfactory, but he is the only one who makes this king feel that this life is not bad. Achievement."

Thinking of Feng Jing, Xi Le's heart was very touched, but there was a hysterical laugh on her face: "For the rest of your life, you will have to bear the name and identity of this king, and live for this king. It is me, not you, who cultivates the descendants to become talents, and the name will be left in history! Not you!"

After laughing, the hall returned to silence, Xi Le turned around, closed her eyes, and scolded Feng Mu: "Go quickly, lest this king change his mind and let you be buried with me."

Feng Mu picked up Xile's body, took out the necklace in his arms, and flexibly removed the chain and iron shell of the necklace with his left hand, leaving only the painting in Xile's hand, and raised his right hand, "I know you I will definitely see it, the juice of poisonous arrow wood is quenched on this iron shell, and the throat is sealed with blood. I promised you to change it back, but I don’t want you to live, so you don’t have to give me this chance!”

Ke Xile didn't seem to hear it, she just pointed to the door with her finger, and pushed Feng Mu back without hesitation: "Go!"

Seeing that Xi Le turned around again and didn't want to talk to him anymore, Feng Mu finally walked to the door, but the moment he pushed the door, he heard a small voice behind him: "Brother Huang is right, Daming has you, the Feng family has you, They are better than me. Thank you for taking good care of Jinxiu's child for this king."

A round of bright sun was hanging in the blue sky, broken gold was scattered everywhere in the palace, walking on the way out of the palace, Feng Mu let his tears flow.

From now on, his name will be Feng Mu, and it will still be Feng Mu.

It was a warm night of embracing hands and feet with my lover, but when I got up, I could only feel the cold in the quilt. He left, he was leaving.

Qiao Jing buried her head in the quilt, only at this moment, the tears flowed wantonly.

Mother Xi stood by and heard the sound of sobbing from inside the quilt, "Princess, why are you just as sleepy as the prince, why are you still crying? It's been three days today, and the prince has washed and tidied up and watched it outside for a long time." book."

Hearing some of Xi's murmurs, Qiao Jing hurriedly lifted the quilt, and rushed out with only her pajamas on her body.

Feng Mu didn't leave.

He is still there.

still!

very nice.

What is happiness?

Happiness is opening the door in the morning.

It turned out that all the nightmares of last night were fake.

Leaving is fake.

Loneliness is fake.

The vines are budding,

And he was sitting in a dazed patch of sunlight.

Drinking tea and reading a book.

When I see you.

He only has eyes for you.

Eyebrows crooked.

"Jingjing, I've slept for a long time, I feel dizzy and my mouth feels dry. How about a cup of tea?"

"it is good."

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