"So, I hope you can live instead of me." Feng Zheliang glanced at him, eyes filled with clarity. Obviously, he said these words after careful consideration. He knew Beidi's feelings for Hui'er.
Love is no less than him. It is precisely because of deep love that he can choose to give in and fulfill his wish. Isn't such a person who is willing to endure all the heartache for Hui'er worthy of entrustment?
"What does the emperor mean?" Surprise flashed in Feng Yebei's eyes, and she looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Feng Zheliang believed that Feng Yebei had understood what he meant. He stood up from his seat, walked up to Feng Yebei, and patted him on the shoulder, just like he had done every time he encouraged him since he was a child.
At this moment, his expression was solemn and serious.
"Brother Bei, after I die, I hope you can take my place and guard her." He raised his lips slightly in self-mockery, "I may have to make you a 'Feng Zhelian' for the rest of my life."
"Brother Royal?"
The conversation between the two ended here, because Su Moxi, who had prepared everything, walked in. Glancing at the two men with equally solemn expressions, he sighed, turned to Feng Zheliang, and said lightly, "
Everything is ready!”
Feng Zheliang nodded gratefully at him. Then her eyes turned to Feng Yebei, "She's leaving it to you."
Feng Yebei's hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, his expression was tense, and there were even scary veins on both sides of his forehead. When Feng Zheliang passed by him, he could even feel how his body was moving.
Trembling uncontrollably.
No one wants to watch his loved ones leave him in such a way, even the difference between life and death. Last time, he thought that the emperor brother had died in the fire disaster. So when the emperor brother came back to him, the kind of lost and found feeling
Joy cannot be expressed in words at all.
But not long after they got together, he actually had to watch the emperor’s brother ‘send death’!!!
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"Miss, are you awake?"
Qing'er quietly walked into the room, only to find that the woman on the bed had opened her eyes.
"I cooked red dates and longan soup, but it's not hot anymore."
Bringing the cooked soup in front of Shangguan Hui, looking at the pale face of his young lady, Qing'er forced herself not to fall into grief again, slightly curling up the corners of her mouth, even though the stiff smile was uglier than crying.
"I don't want to drink."
Shangguan Hui said in a low voice. In just a few days, she had lost weight and looked more and more haggard. Every day, she would vomit a few mouthfuls of blood, making her body that had been hollowed out by the blood poison even more weak.
.She now spends two-thirds of her time sleeping every day, and the time she spends awake is getting less and less. Even if she can barely support herself, she can only stay in bed. Excessive blood loss has weakened her body.
The body is no longer able to support any form of movement, even just getting out of bed.
"Miss, you haven't eaten anything for lunch. You should drink a little, just for me. I have been boiling this soup for two hours."
Qing'er tried her best to persuade her. Finally, Shangguanhui agreed to drink some soup to replenish her physical strength.
Seeing her nodding, Qing'er was so happy that she hurriedly helped her sit up, not forgetting to put a soft cushion behind her waist so that she could sit up more comfortably.
When everything was ready, Qing'er brought the bowl of soup, scooped up a spoonful, and blew it gently to make sure it was not hot before bringing it to Shangguan Hui's mouth.
While feeding her soup, Qing'er also said funny words to divert her attention. In this way, half-coaxing and half-cheating, she finally fed her half a bowl.