Across the screen, Feng Yexuan's stubborn figure can still be seen.
It was this figure who was obviously injured and even slightly unconscious, but he still knelt upright.
So stubborn!
She felt so depressed that she almost vomited blood again.
Aunt Cui was anxious. She supported her, turned around and stared at the figure outside the screen, and persuaded softly: "My lord, please tell the Lord that from now on... I will never let Chu Qianli hurt you again, but
good?"
Feng Yexuan said nothing, his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, but his face remained expressionless.
"Your Majesty, your body and skin are affected by your parents. If you are hurt by Chu Qianli, she will not feel sorry for you. It is the Lord who feels sorry for you!"
Feng Yexuan still didn't speak.
But the palms hidden in the sleeves are slowly tightening.
Did the dead woman really not feel sorry for him at all when he was hurt?
She no longer has him in her heart, right?
"My lord, why do you have to be so stubborn? Just tell the lord that you will never let anyone hurt you again, okay?"
"When someone hurts you, do you feel any burden in your heart? You are sad, sad or even desperate, but that person has the same feelings as you?"
"My lord, if she really has you in her heart, how can she help other men to join forces to deal with you? Think about it!"
Feng Yexuan closed his eyes, and the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his lips finally couldn't help but slowly fell down.
The dead woman does not have him in her heart.
There is no him in her heart...
"Your Majesty..."
"You don't have to persuade him! This unscrupulous man only has..."
Suddenly, Hua Rong's expression changed and he stood up suddenly.
What did she see?
Her son, who was invincible and unstoppable, fell straight to the ground!
"Xuan'er!"
Hua Rong pushed Aunt Cui away and rushed out.
Feng Yexuan had fallen to the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, blood was dripping from the corners of his lips, and he passed out completely.
"Your Majesty!" Aunt Cui was also shocked!
Unexpectedly, he had been holding back all night!
"Prince... Gilt... Leng Ji! Leng Ji! Call Gil Jin over quickly, the prince has fainted! Hurry!"
...The gilded man is not far outside at all.
When the prince came back, he could see that there was something wrong with the prince's face.
But the lady was angry, and the prince was punished to kneel down. He tried to go in, but was kicked out again. No matter how worried he was, there was nothing he could do.
He was afraid that the prince would not be able to hold on, so he stayed outside.
At this time, he heard the movement in the room, and as soon as Aunt Cui called out, Gao Jin opened the door and barged in.
Feng Yexuan fainted, and blood kept dripping from the corners of his lips.
"Laojin, what's wrong with him? This injury... isn't serious! Why is it like this?"
After all, Hua Rong was a person who had practiced martial arts for many years, so she knew how badly her son was injured.
That's why I saw my son vomiting blood twice and made him kneel on the ground for training.
This injury is not that serious!
But why is it like this now?
Gilded Gold is taking Feng Yexuan's pulse.
His face was solemn, and he quickly took out the silver needle, tore open Feng Yexuan's clothes and gave him the needle.
Hua Rong looked uneasy: "Gold gilding, in the end..."
"Madam, Your Majesty is heartbroken, very seriously. He was hurt by his own Qi. His heart veins are damaged, he is depressed, and his life is in danger at any time."
"What?"
When Hua Rong heard this, his vision went dark and he almost fell down.
Feng Jinrui, who came after hearing the news, happened to see her crumbling figure and hurried over to help her: "Mother..."
"Get out!" Hua Rong glared at Feng Jinrui at this moment.
The resentment that had nowhere to vent suddenly gathered on him: "You devil! You are not my son! Get out of here! Get away as far as you want! Never let me see you again! Get out!"
