The queen's heart ached at the thought of her daughter still falling outside the palace. Thinking of this, all the hatred was added to Feng Jiao.
"Then give me a poison bar."
The prince understood what his mother meant. At this moment, everyone was forcing them. Only by discarding a chess piece could they save everyone behind them.
not to mention,
The prince once discussed with Fengjiao how to frame Murong Xiyue and how to play with Xiyue like a cat catching a mouse.
If he was discovered, the prince himself would be made all over. When Fengjiao heard this, she immediately panicked, crawled in front of the prince with trembling legs, hugged the prince's legs, raised her head and cried miserably.
"Brother Prince, you can't do this to me. You are my biological brother. Let's be together...together..."
"ah--"
Before Fengjiao finished speaking, the prince knocked her out with a palm. The queen's eyes flashed with pain. She knew why the prince wanted to knock her out. If she hadn't knocked her out, she might have been in a hurry.
Even the previous failure to ask experts to kill Murong Xiyue must be told.
Subsequently,
Princess Fengjiao was dragged down like a dead dog, drank poisonous wine, and could only survive for a short while.
A drama of poisoning others turned into a drama of poisoning herself. The moment before her death, Princess Fengjiao laughed at herself, looking at her mother, the prince and brother, who were standing in front of her.
The eyes of the person who loved her were filled with deep hatred. When she died, she did not close her eyes.
*
When the banquet ended, Xiyue had recovered her body. She looked up at Di Shangxie who was hugging her tightly, and reached out to hold his hand.
"Why are you here?"
"I'm worried about you, so I came to take a look——"
Shangxie's eyes were soft and soft. Seeing that Xiyue had really recovered, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to caress Xiyue's face and smiled lightly. Xiyue pursed her lips and turned around, raised her head and said with a playful smile.
.
"Look, I don't have anything wrong with me."
Di Shangxie nodded with satisfaction, but was still a little worried, so he took Xiyue and walked toward Tomorrow, who was sitting quietly, and said coldly.
"Please also ask the doctor to check Xi'er's pulse to see if her body has really recovered."
Hearing these words, Xiyue's beautiful eyes blinked, a hint of complexity flashed through, perhaps more of a touch, knowing that Emperor Shangxie and Tomorrow were enemies as soon as they met, but he could ask Tomorrow to be for him for his own sake.
Feeling the pulse, this...maybe it is his tolerance for love...
Ming Ri was wrapped in brocade robes, she was elegant and beautiful. Hearing this, she didn't look at the emperor, but nodded with a cold face, and then stretched out her hand to Xi Yue. Xi Yue also stretched out her hand to let him feel her pulse, and then Ming Ri looked calmly.
said.
"She's fine, don't worry."
"Thank you."
Emperor Shangxie put his arm around Xiyue's Liu waist, thanked him stiffly, then turned around and left. Xiyue was dragged forward, turned to look at tomorrow with a smile, and waved goodbye.
Tomorrow Qingcheng smiled and waved, the cinnabar between her eyebrows shining with the most charming light in the sun.
His heart ached and his throat was a little sore. When he put down his hand, Tomorrow's fists immediately clenched tightly. Demon Emperor Xuan Ye in his body felt Tomorrow's emotions and laughed coldly.
"Ouyang Mingri, you still can't help but fall in love. Is Murong Xiyue really that good for you to like?"