Chapter 240: The flowers on the other shore will not meet after death [2]
It is absolutely unexpected that Shen Zimo would commit suicide.
She never thought about taking Shen Zimo's life, but she chose to commit suicide. It was definitely not because she was ashamed of the unborn child. Shen Zimo was a princess of a country. The reason why she chose to commit suicide at this time was just to let Mo Zhi Lan and Qi Yu are completely on opposite ends of the spectrum.
"Tinghe, get me ready to take a bath and change clothes immediately!" Feng Xi's purple eyes flashed, she must save Shen Zimo's life!
Qi Yu and Mo Zhilan are already at odds with each other. If Shen Zimo dies in the palace, Qi Yu will completely fall out.
A war between the two countries is inevitable.
After hurriedly taking a bath and putting on the complicated palace skirts, Feng Xizi quickly headed to Yilan Palace with only Tinghe.
A palace man stood outside the palace gate of Yilan Palace. When he saw Queen Feng Xizi, he saluted respectfully: "See you, Queen."
"How is Queen Duan?"
"Already awake and resting inside."
Feng Xizi nodded, but her eyebrows were still furrowed tightly.
Tinghe pushed open the door of Yilan Palace, and before entering, Feng Xizi ordered: "Stay at the door. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
"Yes, Miss." Tinghe nodded, thinking that Shen Zimo would be very weak and would not pose any danger to Feng Xizi by cutting his wrists and committing suicide.
Feng Xizi walked into Yilan Hall, and Tinghe closed the door outside.
In the Ylang-ylang Hall, bright red Bianhua flowers are placed on the corner tables, and the strong floral fragrance permeates the entire Ylang-ylang Hall.
The flowers on the other side are extremely beautiful, with bright red clumps, like fire, strange and peaceful.
The heavy floral fragrance seems to carry misfortune and despair.
Feng Xizi frowned as she smelled the fragrance of the flowers. She turned around and walked to the window lattice, reaching out and pushing the window open.
The moist wind mixed with the sunshine blew away Yin Hong's silk gauze in front of her gums, revealing a beautiful woman lying flat on the bed with a face as pale as snow.
As if she felt someone coming in, Shen Zimo slowly turned her head and slowly opened her eyes.
The green eyes are more beautiful than the most beautiful black jade, and Feng Xizi is no stranger to it, because she can see it all day long in the past few years.
"You're here." Her voice was weak and erratic, like flying silk yarn, floating in the clouds, and no emotion could be heard.
"I won't let you die." Feng Xizi turned around, looked at her beautiful green eyes, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Now, what should I call you, Shen Zimo, Xuan Changwu, or Loulan Princess? "
Her green eyes gently closed, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she smiled, "It has been twenty years, and I thought I would never hear these names."
"You are Princess Loulan and Queen Tianche. For Loulan, you will do whatever it takes to break your oath again and again. When Mo Nanhen died, what oath did you make in front of his bed? And then, you What did you do? You killed my child and tried to destroy the Tianche Dynasty, Xuan Changwu. It would be easy for you to die, but if you die in the underworld, why would you have the nerve to see Mo Nanhen?"
Whenever she thinks of her child dying due to Xuan Changwu's trick, her heart can't stop twitching and hurting.
That was her and Mo Zhilan's first child. He could already move and listen to her words. The child who was connected by her blood was the child they had been waiting for for a long time and could have survived.
No matter how many children she has in the future, they will never be the same as the first one.