Suya

Yao Jieyu walked over gently, knelt down in front of him, and put her hand on the back of Feng Chen's.

Feng Chen didn't respond.

The maid came in with water and wound medicine.

Yao Jieyu glanced at Feng Chen with red eyes, silently took the cloth, dipped it in some water, then grabbed his hand, and began to help him clean the wound on his hand.

Feng Chen looked down at him, like a docile child, quietly letting her dictate.

The palace maid stood quietly aside, Yao Jieyu lowered her head, carefully picking out the broken porcelain and sawdust from the wound.

No one spoke, the hall was silent, only the wind slid gently, bringing out a small whimper, like a sob suppressed deep in the throat, and in an instant, it disappeared again, as if it had never been here.

At this moment, in this empty hall, it seems that everything outside has lost its meaning.

The whole world is empty.

A tear slipped out of Yao Jieyu's eyes unexpectedly, and dripped on the back of Feng Chen's hand.

"despair."

"despair."

Yao Jieyu bit her lip trying to hold back the tears, but more and more tears flooded her eyes uncontrollably. In the end, she abandoned her helmet, lowered her head, and sobbed softly, holding Feng Chen tightly with her hands Hot tears dripped intermittently on the back of Feng Chen's hand, so hot that it almost scalded his skin.

Feng Chen looked at her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yao Jieyu covered her mouth with her hands, trying hard to hold back the tears, but she couldn't help it, she bent down, her shoulders trembled from crying, and her shoulders trembled with grief. The crying overflowed from her fingertips, and it hurt a little.

A cold hand caressed her face.

Yao Jieyu raised her head.

"Don't cry." Feng Chen looked at him and said lightly, gently brushing her face with his scarred fingers, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I knew there would be today." Feng Chen looked at her, those clear eyes had long lost their luster, empty like a pool of stagnant water: "From the beginning, I shouldn't have had any hope, I was too stupid. "

"No, no..." Yao Jieyu shook her head desperately, tightly grasping his hand, as if she was grasping a person who was about to fall off a cliff, not daring to let go even the slightest bit.

"The national teacher likes you, he really likes you, even though he finally made such a choice, he has tried his best to want to be with you." Yao Jieyu cried with tears all over her face, even her voice was trembling : "But he can't help it. The entire fate of leaving the country is on his shoulders. He really can't help it... Feng Chen, if you blame him, who else in this world can understand him?" , who can understand him, Feng Chen... Please, don't do this, it's me, please..."

Feng Chen closed his eyes in pain.

Yao Jieyu couldn't cry anymore.

"Whoosh-"

The gust of wind whizzed, knocking the doors and windows, and the leaves trembled and trembled endlessly.

"I see." Feng Chen leaned back gently, then turned his face to the side, pillowed his face on the edge of the bed, and closed his eyes: "Go out, let me be quiet for a while."

Yao Jieyu nodded, and got up while wiping her tears.

In the middle of the night, Mu Linghan and You Baiyan finally rushed back.

Yao Jieyu stood outside the house, endless darkness wrapped her petite body, almost swallowing her.

You Baiyan stumbled up Dan Bi and came to the gate of the palace, looking at Yao Jieyu with a face full of panic: "Master...Senior brother, he..."

Yao Jieyu's brows were furrowed and almost never relaxed. She looked at You Baiyan for a while, then nodded slowly.

You Baiyan opened her eyes wide, looked at her, then turned her head to look at the bedroom beside her, with her mouth open, unable to utter a word.

"I...I want to see senior brother." He was completely confused, and stretched out his hand in a daze, trying to push the door of the bedroom.

Yao Jieyu hurriedly took his hand: "Bai Yan, wait a minute, General Feng is inside, he's in a bad state right now, you'd better wait."

You Baiyan stared blankly at her.

Mu Linghan sighed, stopped him and patted his shoulder: "Wait a little longer." He looked at Yao Jieyu: "Is the general alright?"

Yao Jieyu sighed deeply: "I've been inside for two whole days, neither eating nor drinking, and not wanting others to touch him. I, I don't know what to do anymore." She looked at it very worriedly. The sleeping palace glanced at him: "He was already sick, and now he is torturing himself like this. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to hold on soon."

Mu Linghan also glanced at the palace, and said: "Now King Suyou has replaced all the defenders in the court with his own people, and the troops near Qiang City have also strengthened their defenses. I guess, in two or three days, wait After King Suyou has controlled the ruling and opposition parties, King Li will announce the death of the national teacher to the world, and then the national teacher should be mourned. Madam..." He turned his head to look at Yao Jieyu, put away Putting aside all the cynical expressions, his eyes were extremely serious: "Before this, the general will be fine, but after this, please be more careful, empress."

Yao Jieyu stared at him blankly, looked at him, suddenly understood what he meant, and looked towards the bedroom in panic.

"Among us, only the empress is the most considerate and thoughtful." Mu Linghan sighed softly, "I can only ask you."

Yao Jieyu covered her mouth and opened her eyes wide, unable to speak.

"Miss Jieyu."

A man dressed as a general of the Yulin Army suddenly walked towards the crowd, saluted Yao Jieyu, and then said: "The imperial court has learned of Prime Minister Lin's whereabouts, and His Royal Highness King Suyou sent a general to inform Feng. General."

Mu Linghan added: "King Suyou put pressure on Qiong Kingdom two days ago to let them hand over Lin Qingyan, and Lin Qingyan fled from King Qiong's palace overnight."

Yao Jieyu nodded and said to the man: "Understood, please inform His Highness King Suyou that General Feng will personally go to Qiong Kingdom to hunt down Prime Minister Lin."

"Yes." The man bowed and left.

Yao Jieyu looked at the empty and quiet courtyard ahead, turned her face to the side, and said to the maid, "Go and prepare some porridge and light side dishes." Then she took a deep breath, turned around, and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

In the darkness, Feng Chen sat quietly on the edge of the bed, with his face pillowed on the edge of the bed, Li Xi Ruo's face was next to his face, Feng Chen's hand was still on the bed, holding Li Xi Ruo's cold hand, and he glanced at Li Xi Ruo. It seemed that the two of them were just tired of chatting for a long time, and snuggled together for a short rest.

Seeing this, Yao Jieyu felt extremely distressed, walked over, and knelt down beside Feng Chen.

"General Feng."

Feng Chen opened his eyes, but didn't look at him.

Yao Jieyu lowered her voice and said softly: "Eat something, you haven't eaten for two days, your body will not be able to bear it."

Feng Chen didn't respond.

Yao Jieyu was silent for a while, then stood up and walked in front of him.

She raised her hand.

"Snapped!"

This slap was so hard that Feng Chen's face immediately turned red.

Feng Chen raised his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly.

Yao Jieyu withdrew her hand, raised her voice, and said loudly: "Are you angry? If you are angry, fight back!"

Feng Chen still didn't respond.

He was not angry, but Yao Jieyu was really angry, she took a breath, with a trace of anger on her face, she said loudly to Feng Chen: "Look at your current appearance, do you still look like a man? It’s a mess outside, Lin Qingyan is still living a carefree life in Qiongguo, and you just shrink in the room like a little woman, looking at yourself, feeling sorry for yourself, are you reasonable?!”

Feng Chen ignored her.

Yao Jieyu almost fainted with anger: "King Suyou just sent someone to say that he has found Lin Qingyan's whereabouts. Although the real instigator was King Suyou, he was the one who directly killed the national teacher. You want to die, don't you? Alright, go and kill the bitch who killed the national teacher before you die, don't waste your life in vain."

Feng Chen turned his head and looked at her. Although his face was still expressionless, his eyes were obviously different.