Chapter 133: Farewell, I have no bargaining chips [2]
"Zi'er, you can't forgive me, can you?" Mo Zhilan's question was almost an affirmative answer. Feng Xizi smiled and gently curved the corners of her lips, "I lost my child."
Such an answer actually made Mo Zhilan lose the courage to speak again... The child, their first child, was gone just like that.
"Zhi Lan, let's face up to our relationship. We didn't miss each other once or twice, but this is the third time. I don't hate you. It's because of my incompetence about the child that I can't help you keep the flesh and blood you care about so much.
As punishment, I lost him forever... Zhilan, I'm sorry, I think from now on, I really, really... won't trust you anymore."
With her fingers falling from her shoulders, Feng Xizi sighed quietly, and then showed an empty smile: "Let go, Zhilan, you are still your aloof emperor, and I can be free and continue to be my Feng Xi
purple."
"No! I won't let you go!" Mo Zhilan's narrow phoenix eyes flickered with uneasiness. Almost at the same time as he blurted out, he grabbed Feng Xizi's slender wrist, "Zi'er, believe me again,
This time, I really won’t let you go! I swear! I definitely won’t!”
"The first time, I believed you, so I lost five years of my life, when you said you would marry me. The second time, I said I believed you, so my second brother was captured, and the Feng family lost half of the country in the north and south.
.The third time...the third time I believed you, so I lost my child, it has been six months, he can move, he can hear my words, and he is even connected to my child by blood..."
Feng Xizi closed her eyes and smiled, with tears streaming down her eyes. She struggled slightly to escape from Mo Zhilan's control, "I have nothing left to use as a bargaining chip, my youth, the Feng family, my children... Next, you want me
What are you asking for, my life, Feng Xizi? If you want it, you can take it now."
"In order to leave me, are you willing to risk your life?" Mo Zhilan refused to let go of her wrist and knocked aside the piano table between them with one palm.
The carved red sandalwood piano table and the exquisite Yao Qin made of paulownia turned into a pair of rotten wood in an instant. Feng Xizi sneered and looked into Mo Zhilan's eyes, making him clearly look at her, "What I care about most is
, I have already lost, my life is the least of my concerns now. Being with you is like a walking zombie, what is the difference between living and dying. Let me go, or I will die in front of you."
No, it's not.
Zi'er is the person who cherishes her life the most.
She is such a strong and decisive woman.
She is rich with countless wealth, has soft and beautiful facial features, and is such a proud woman.
Why, as long as she leaves him, she can even give up everything about herself...
"Could it be that we have really come to the end..." Mo Zhilan murmured, letting go of Feng Xizi's wrist, and losing Feng Xizi's warmth.
"For me, it is the end, but for you, it is a new beginning. You have ascended the throne as emperor. In the future, you can marry many, many women. They will give birth to children for you and continue the generations. You will also achieve eternal achievements...
…These are all foreseeable in your life. But I…in my journey, I no longer have you.”
Feng Xizi took half a step back and leaned against the window curtains, raising her red lips coldly, as if she was laughing at Mo Zhilan and herself.