The beauty of the peasant girl of crossing

Chapter 109 Farewell
Yan Zifeng raised his hand and wrapped it around Feng Qi's waist. His palms were hot, but his fingers were slightly cold, as if with a hint of tenderness.

The night was getting deeper, and the moonlight was like water, shining softly into the house through the window, and the gauze enveloped the beauty of the room.

……

Magnolia is fragrant outside the window, the misty crescent moon flickers among the thin clouds, sometimes playful probes peep into the world, sometimes shyly hide in the cloud gauze, the sandalwood red gauze high lamp beside the bed is exceptionally bright.

After the lingering, Feng Qi leaned slightly shyly against Yan Zifeng's shoulder and smiled faintly, while Yan Zifeng raised the corners of his lips happily, his handsome smile showing satisfaction.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qi picked up the clothes on the bed and put them on, turned her head and smiled at Yan Zifeng:
"I've made my wish now, and it's time to go."

Feng Qi's smile is very beautiful, like a flower blooming in the sun, so bright and dazzling.

But for some unknown reason, an ominous premonition rose in Yan Zifeng's heart.

He hurriedly got up and picked up the robe by the couch and put it on his body, and said anxiously:
"It's late at night, I'll take you back."

Feng Qi smiled, took out the prepared porcelain bottle from her sleeve, and poured the red pills into her mouth.

Then she exhaled heavily and laughed at herself:

"No need, Your Highness, because I am the only one to walk on this road. From now on, I don't have to love so much and can be relieved."

Seeing this, Yan Zifeng only felt a chill in his heart, the chill ran through his whole body, his eagle eyes sank suddenly, and the bottom of his eyes was stained with scarlet.

"What the hell did you eat? Spit it out!"

As he said that, he strode forward to Feng Qi, but before he could take Feng Qi into his arms, a mouthful of blood spewed out of Feng Qi's mouth.

Feng Qi's eyes closed, and her body fell down like a puddle of mud.

Yan Zifeng's face turned pale instantly, he hurriedly hugged Feng Qi's limp body, and shouted loudly to the door:
"The imperial physician, the imperial physician! Hurry up and spread the imperial physician!"

The guard outside the door got the order and hurried to the Tai Hospital.

Feng Qi lay in Yan Zifeng's arms, smelling the familiar smell on his body, tears filled his eyes.

In the past, how much she longed for this man's warm embrace, but he and her were so close to each other, but she had an illusion, as if they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, insurmountable.

Now, her heart is dead.

Feng Qi grabbed Yan Zifeng's sleeve and tears rolled down:
"His Royal Highness... Feng Qi's heart hurts too much... In the next life... May we never meet again..."

The faint yellow light reflected on Feng Qi's pale face. Her long eyelashes cast a large butterfly-shaped shadow on her face.

Yan Zifeng held her tightly with trembling hands. He had never felt such pain before. The pain made his whole body seem like ten thousand worms gnawing at him.

His hoarse throat let out a painful roar:
"Feng Qi, no, you won't die. Your Highness does not allow you to die!"

Feng Qi smiled in tears, she used her last strength to grab Yan Zifeng's hand:
"His Royal Highness... After I die... park my coffin at Zhaoqing Temple... The irises there are very beautiful, very similar to my dream hometown."

Having said this, Feng Qi couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Feng Qi—"

Yan Zifeng roared like crazy, hugged Feng Qi tightly in his arms, and cried so hard.

……

Hearing the message from Chonghua Hall, Yuzheng frowned, and her originally good mood dissipated in an instant.

Didn't Feng Qi leave the East Palace?How did I go to the Chonghua Hall of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince again?

He even committed suicide by taking poison in front of the Crown Prince!

Grandma Sun, who was standing beside her, was terrified, "Please forgive Han Ruren, it was the old slave who was negligent. I didn't expect her to run back halfway."

Yuzheng snorted coldly, "Don't hurry down and stare, there must be no more mistakes in Chuntao!"

"Yes, don't worry, that girl can't escape!"

When she said this, Grandma Sun's face was full of sternness. The person she arranged had been waiting for a long time. As long as she left the East Palace, Chuntao had no choice but to die.

Not long after Grandma Sun left, a little palace maid stumbled in and reported in horror:

"Han Ruren, it's not good, it's not good, the prince, the prince has come down!"

"shut up!"

Yuzheng felt an inexplicable irritability in her heart, "What's the panic of His Royal Highness coming here?"

After being reprimanded, the little palace maid hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

No wonder she was flustered, it was because His Royal Highness looked scary this time.

Not only did he not see the gentleness of the past, but his eyes were scarlet, as if stained with blood, filled with endless killing intent and anger.

Yuzheng ignored the little palace maid, got up and was about to go out to greet him, but saw Yan Zifeng walked into the hall with a bad face.

Although Yuzheng was a little uneasy, but on the surface, he still calmly stepped forward and saluted:

"Yuzheng has seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Yan Zifeng took a big step forward, directly pinched Yuzheng's chin, and the strength in his hand imprisoned her from moving, as if she wanted to crush her:
"Tell me, what did you say to Feng Qi?"

His tone was icy cold, as if on the verge of collapse, and the roaring roar was earth-shattering.

The maids and maids in the hall immediately knelt on the ground, their faces turned ashen, shaking like chaff.

Yuzheng was forced to raise her head to look at Yan Zifeng, the sharp pain from her chin was piercing her heart, and she endured it so she didn't cry out in pain.

In Yan Zifeng's bloodthirsty cold eyes at this moment, the endless chill is dormant, like a wild beast, eager to tear her to pieces.

A flash of panic flashed in Yuzheng's heart, but she was quickly suppressed by her:
"What is His Highness Prince talking about? Yuzheng doesn't know, please ask His Highness to make it clear."

Yan Zifeng's eyes were filled with killing intent and coldness, "Don't tell my Highness, you haven't been to Linghan Garden!"

Linghan Court is the courtyard where Feng Qi lives.

Her feeling was not wrong, Yan Zifeng really cared about that woman the most.

Yuzheng hated her heart to the extreme, but she still pretended to be afraid and cried:

"His Royal Highness is right, I have been to Sister Feng Qi's place, but I have no other intentions. I just passed by by chance. I was attracted by the sound of her piano and went in to visit her."

Now, of course, she can't say anything like Feng Qi eloping with someone.

She still hasn't figured out why Feng Qi went to the Chonghua Hall halfway, and I don't know if she said anything to the prince.

Moreover, now that Feng Qi is dead, people are dying like a lamp, and they can no longer pose a threat to her.

And the only thing she has to do now is to clear herself up and not let the prince have any doubts about her.

"After all, we used to be sisters in the building, and we always had some affection. I knew that His Highness had misunderstood me, but I didn't expect His Highness to think of me so much. Could it be that for so long, in His Highness's heart, I Yuzheng Is that such a despicable and shameless villain?"

Yuzheng said with red eyes, tears falling down.

Seeing Yuzheng biting her lip tightly, preventing herself from crying, with only the pitiful appearance of her shoulders shaking slightly, Yan Zifeng's heart was shaken, and he gradually loosened the hand that was controlling her.

(End of this chapter)