Chapter 239: The Flowers on the Other Shore Will Never See Each Other 【1】
As soon as Feng Xizi opened her hazy sleepy eyes, she saw that the plain white tube top she was wearing was split into two halves. One half was on the tub and had been kneaded into a rag, while the other half was lying alone on the ground.
Of course, there was more than just the poor 'separated family's' tube top lying on the ground, as well as her silk clothes and pants, which were all scattered on the ground next to the bed.
Her sleepy pink face suddenly turned red, and little by little of last night was pouring into her head.
Fortunately, Mo Zhilan had already gone to court, otherwise she wouldn't have known how to face him...
Lowering her head, she could clearly see the kiss marks on her chest and thighs, which reminded her how crazy she had been last night.
The faint sandalwood scent of him still lingered in the brocade quilt, and Feng Xizi bit her lower lip slightly, not daring to think back on those extremely sensational scenes.
"Damn it...how could it be so easy...Feng Xizi, you are such a fool who is dazzled by beauty...He is a vixen, are you confused...and...still...damn!
"
Thinking of Mo Zhilan's beauty trap, the seduced Feng Xizi couldn't help but curse fiercely, her red lips burst into laughter, she grabbed the brocade quilt with her little hands, mistook the soft quilt for a certain man's head, and squeezed it to death!
Choke to death! Beat to death!
It wasn't that she didn't want him to touch her, but she was angry that she had been fooled again and fell into his beauty trap, so she couldn't help but succumb to him...
Really, really going to piss her off...
"Miss, miss!" There was a sudden knock on the palace door, and Tinghe's anxious voice also came.
Feng Xizi hugged the quilt and replied: "What happened?"
"Queen Duan, she committed suicide!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the Tai Chi Palace, followed by Feng Xizi's cry of pain.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Tinghe slapped the palace door, anxious, and pushed open the closed door without thinking.
It was impossible to see what was going on on the Feng couch through the gauze curtain, but he fell to the ground. When Feng Xizi heard the palace door being opened, he quickly shouted: "Don't come in!"
Tinghe immediately stepped out with one foot, closed the door, and asked doubtfully: "Miss, what happened?"
"It's okay, don't come in yet." Rubbing her sore buttocks, Feng Xi grinned, grabbed the brocade quilt and wrapped it around her naked body covered with hickeys, "You said Queen Duan committed suicide
?!"
"Yes, the chamberlain who was supposed to take Empress Duan back to Zhaoling found out this morning that she committed suicide by cutting her wrists. However, the imperial doctor has already seen her and there is no danger to her life."
Once she heard that Shen Zimo was not dead, her high-spirited heart finally let go.
It's all because she was in a trance just now. When she heard the news of Shen Zimo's suicide, she actually fell off the couch... It's really, really embarrassing!
But we can't blame her for reacting so strongly. Shen Zimo can't die, at least, he can't die in Tianche's world. Otherwise, how can Loulan give up?
What's more, there is him...
Sitting on the phoenix couch, Feng Xizi raised her voice and asked, "How is she now?"
"For Eunuch Lu Ming, the bleeding has stopped. Fortunately, the chamberlain is clever. If it had been half a quarter of an hour later, the god would not have come back." Ting He knew that Feng Xizi's miscarriage was inextricably linked to Shen Zimo, and even more so.
Feng Xizi hated Shen Zimo to the extreme, but she couldn't understand, since the lady hated her so much, why not just kill her and avenge the unborn child?