What kind of bad thoughts can I have after being reborn?

Cheng Yu wasn't the only one who thought this way, Wang Jie over there ran over while putting on his clothes.Not long after, a crowd of people surrounded Feng Ningxiang's door.

Wang Zhen tried to push the door open, but the door was locked from the inside.

"Master Feng...Master Feng...what's the matter with you!" Wang Jie's tone was full of fear that he didn't even notice, and the hand that knocked on the door became weak and weak.

Feng Ningping's expression at this time was even more ugly.The more people came out, seeing Wang Jie was still yelling inside, his heart suddenly became restless.

"What time is it, and you're still knocking on the door here!" As he spoke, he knocked on the door and kicked it open.

However, the moment the door was kicked open.When everyone saw the scene of the house clearly, they all took a breath of air.

The moment the door was opened, everyone was almost nauseated by the smell of blood.And the figure on the bed had already soaked the bedding under him.Beads of blood were dripping from the corner of the quilt.

If a person bleeds so much blood, he is probably dead.

Feng Ningping trembled and threw himself in front of Xiang Feng Ning's bed, but he still dared not lift the curtain.The hand holding the curtain trembled slightly, and his face was almost bloodless.It was as if someone was holding an awl and poking into his heart.

Taking a deep breath, even though he was mentally prepared, seeing Feng Ningxiang's hideous and distorted expression engraved on his face before he died, he still couldn't help but feel shocked and backed away again and again.

The moment he fell, Cheng Yu, who arrived later, helped him up.

Feng Ningping was like a frightened bird at this time, his body trembled involuntarily.Pushing Cheng Yu away, ran to the bed.He yelled at the people with different expressions outside the door: "What are you doing here, why don't you go to the doctor!"

Cheng Yu was pushed and staggered onto the table.Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the table, where the clothes Feng Ning had mended were stacked on top of a blue square scarf.

Everyone watched helplessly. When Feng Ningping picked up Feng Ningxiang, Feng Xiangning's body was already stiff, and it was obvious that he could not be rescued.At this time, Feng Ningping had already taken off most of his clothes, and pressed his brother's already cool body into his arms.As if wanting to use his body to warm the person in his arms.

"What are you still doing here? Hurry up and find a doctor!" Feng Ningping roared angrily.

Wang Yu was the first to react, and stammered: "I...I'll go to Feng...Master Feng to find the doctor..."

After finishing speaking, he stumbled and ran out, and bumped into one's arms unexpectedly.

When he looked up, he recognized the servant next to Proton.It's been noisy here for so long, and he lives in the same room as Shizi, so he should be the first to hear the commotion, but at this moment he is late.Thinking of this person's unforgiving attitude during the day, I just wanted to say a few words to beg for mercy.

But seeing that the other party was hit by him, his eyebrows were only slightly raised.Nor did he avoid it with a look of disgust as usual.Although slightly surprised in my heart, I didn't take it to heart, and followed the postman to the city to find a doctor.

Feng Ningping hugged Feng Ningxiang.Putting her head on Feng Ningxiang's shoulder, holding back her sobs, "Brother, wake up well. I... I will always listen to you from now on. I didn't mean to ignore you when I was young, brother..."

"Brother Xia..." Feng Ningping raised his head and looked at Cheng Yu as if asking for help. "Brother, why is his body so cold, he..." Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and wiped his face. At some point, his hand was stained with Feng Ningxiang's blood, mixed with his tears, it looked even more like weeping blood generally.

Cheng Yu sighed slightly, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After a while, Wang Jie rushed in with a doctor.

The doctor was woken up in the middle of the night from a drowsy sleep, and was drowsy all the way.When he saw the scene in front of him, his drowsiness was immediately thrown out of the sky by him.

Wang Ji rushed to the bed in a panic.

"Feng...General Feng...the doctor is here. Let him show you..."

Seeing that Feng Ningping seemed to have never heard of it, Wang Jie directly dragged the doctor to give Feng Ning the pulse.The moment his hand touched Feng Ningxiang's arm, his scalp was numb from the coldness on his arm.

Feng Ningping seemed to come back to his senses at this time, and murmured: "I must... I must save my brother, I will agree to whatever you want... as long as I can save my brother..."

The doctor looked at the delirious person on the bed, holding a dead body that had already been completely cold.According to his previous character, he would have walked away long ago.But now the trend is stronger than others, so he has no choice but to bite the bullet and take the pulse.

His wrist was already cold, so naturally he couldn't detect a pulse.

"This……"

He looked at the crowd, tremblingly withdrew his pulse-taking hand.I don't know how to reply.

"Everyone... my lords. My condolences..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked from the bed by Feng Ningping with red eyes and fell to the ground.

"Where is this quack doctor, get out of here quickly, and find another famous doctor for me, my brother can still be saved!" Everyone saw Feng Ningping in such a state, and they knew that he was lost because of excessive grief.

Seeing that everyone was not moving, Feng Ningping's eyes were tearing apart, and just about to speak again, a cold voice said.

"People are already dead, what are you still holding on to? Unless you can find Da Luo Jinxian, General Feng should recognize the reality better and bury Master Feng early. What's the use of crying here, but to make the deceased feel worried, go away It's not easy to live. Everyone still cooperates to coax you, why? Are you not weaned?"

Wang Jue thought to himself, the servant next to the prince really can't change his shit, and his words are still as mean and sinful as usual.

"What did you say?!"

The boy didn't care about the hostility in Feng Ningping's words, and forced a smile with a white face: "Didn't General Feng hear you clearly? You are also a person who marches and fights, and you probably have more than one life in your hands. If all the soldiers under your command are like you, brothers from the same village died. Are they also as confused as you, they can fight with pain, why can’t you as their general? Or, it’s not yours who died You won’t feel the pain, dear one. If so, why not resign from the office and return home to honor your parents!”

The boy's words are every word.Every word punishes the heart.

Cheng Yu saw that Feng Ningping's eyes were even more angry, and he wanted to tear the person in front of him apart.Using his hand as a knife, he knocked Feng Ningping on the back of his head, knocking him unconscious.

Feng Ningxiang lost his support in his arms, and immediately slipped from Feng Ningping's arms.

Cheng Yu couldn't bear to look any longer, carried Feng Ningping back to his room, and covered him with a quilt.When he returned to Feng Ningxiang's house, most of the people had already left.

At this time Wang Jie was spinning around anxiously, not knowing what to do.Seeing Cheng Yu was like a savior.

Cheng Yu didn't know how many times he sighed tonight: "Put Master Feng's body away first, and then go to the town to find a coffin tomorrow!"

"But... General Feng's side..."

Cheng Yu said: "If Ning Ping wakes up, I will tell him personally, you can do it yourself!"

"Wait a minute!" Cheng Yu turned around and called to stop Wang Zhen who was about to leave.

"Master Feng's mission this time, was it arranged by His Majesty or was it recommended by someone?"

Wang Jie said: "I have also asked Mr. Feng about this matter, you have both." Feng Lang's name not only shocked the whole capital, but even the country of Yan, which was called a barbarian by the Daxing Dynasty, was very fond of Feng Ningxiang. For praise.Zhao Yuzhi sent the eldest son of the Feng family to the country of Yan in order to destroy the prestige of the barbarians and show his righteousness in China.

Cheng Yu said: "Master Feng's matter is quite strange. I guess the murderer is among us. After a while, I will give orders that this post can only be entered but not exited."

It stands to reason that Cheng Yu has no official position now, so naturally he cannot order Wang Zhen.But Wang Yu was at a loss for a long time because of the death of Feng Ningxiang. At this time, he didn't feel that Cheng Yu was instructing him, but felt that there was someone to help him share and relieve his pressure.I feel very grateful.

However, there was a faint feeling in his heart that something was wrong.I always feel that Cheng Yu's arrival this time is a bit too coincidental.

Of course, there is more than one person who has the same idea as him.

"Today, who is that person who came? Looks kind?"

The boy entered the house and just closed the door.I heard the person sitting at the table ask coldly.

"If your son is really curious, why don't you go out and have a look for yourself?" If Wang Jie was present, he would definitely feel that the conversation between them seemed to be on the verge of daggers, which was very different from the past.

The prince was not angry, "It's a big mistake for you to go out by yourself. If I go out again, I'm not sure that others will suspect me. It's better to be safe until now."

The little servant stretched out his hand to caress the center of his brow, with a tired look on his face.When the prince went to bed, he shrank himself into the bed very intimately, leaving a mostly empty space.

The servant frowned slightly and looked at Shizi.

The prince smiled and said: "In the past, he and I fell asleep like this. If you don't want to arouse others' suspicion, you'd better sleep here too!"

The boy gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I have never had the habit of sleeping with men!"

"Feng Lang is extremely talented, and he throws fruit carts when he goes out. You haven't married yet, so I thought you liked men. It seems I was wrong. It turns out that Master Feng doesn't like men, but has hidden diseases,"

Feng Ningxiang was not angry, and said: "Is there any hidden disease in my body, I don't need to worry about it. People often say that you and that young man have been married for a day. Your most difficult days He was the one who accompanied you over here, and you gave up as soon as you said you would. He really has a heart like iron."

Shizi put his fist in his arms and tightened his fists, then loosened them again.He smiled at the boy and said, "We are each other. Aren't you also willing to give up the high-ranking official Houlu of the Daxing Dynasty to follow me back to Dayan? You are bleeding from Prajna. If I go back to inherit the throne, I will definitely use you. Let You have revived the glory of your ancestors, and you will be ashamed."

The smirk on Feng Ningxiang's lips disappeared in a flash.

Everyone thinks that others are praying mantises catching cicadas, while themselves are the orioles behind them.Who knows if there will be someone behind the oriole.

This night, Cheng Yu stayed by Feng Ningping's bedside and did not close his eyes the whole night.

Hearing Feng Ningping's low sobs in his dream, he thought he would be shaking like yesterday when he woke up.

But the next day, when Feng Ningping woke up, Feng Ningping's face was unusually calm.He even forced a smile at Cheng Yu who hadn't slept all night.

Seeing him holding his stiff face, Cheng Yu became more nervous.

Feng Ningxiang's body had already been roughly tidied up by Wang Jie, and the incision on the abdomen was barely stitched up with needles and threads.