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Chapter 441 Your Yu'er died early!
Jiang Wutong didn't explain further, she handed "Feng Qixun" to Jiang Fan, then pulled Jiang Fan's horse, turned on her back, and galloped towards the city.

She walked all the way to the gate of the palace before abandoning her horse and quietly entered the palace.

The sky was completely dark by now.

At this time, the emperor's bedroom was still brightly lit and quiet.

Jiang Wutong sneaked into the bedroom secretly, but unexpectedly found that there was no one in the bedroom tonight, it was quiet, as if all the maids and eunuchs were not there, not even Eunuch Li, the eunuch who served the emperor personally.

She frowned lightly, could it be that the old man isn't in the bedroom tonight?Didn't you hear that you can't get out of bed anymore?

Jiang Wutong approached the inner hall, and when she was about to go in, she suddenly heard the voice of someone speaking, she was taken aback for a moment, the footsteps that were about to step in suddenly stopped, she remembered the voice, it was Feng Qingyu's sound.

She lightened her steps, dodged into the inner hall, and hid behind the pillars. Through the raised gauze curtain, she saw Feng Qingyu sitting on the low couch by the bed, carrying a jug of wine in her hand .

Jiang Wutong's heart was suddenly full of doubts, and he looked towards them quietly.

Feng Qingyu poured a glass of wine into the cup, raised her head and drank it, then bent the corners of her eyes and looked at Feng Qiyue with a smile on her face: "Brother, do you want some?"

Feng Qiyue watched her lightly lick the corners of her lips with the tip of her tongue. The sensory stimulation made him extremely excited. He couldn't help reaching out to grab her hand, but his body didn't even have the strength to move.

"What's wrong with brother? How did brother become like this? Can't even sit up?" Feng Qingyu looked surprised, tilted her head, she didn't know if she was drunk, but she was smiling Said: "It's so pitiful!"

Her expression and tone seemed to have stimulated Feng Qiyue. Feng Qiyue looked at her in shock, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pointed at her and shouted: "You! You! You are not Yu'er! Who are you? ?!"

Feng Qingyu casually took another sip of wine, then leaned over, and leaned in front of Feng Qiyue, Xiangshe gently licked the corner of his lips, the clear wine fell on his slightly dry lips, Feng Qingyu Qi Yue couldn't help but licked it.

"Hahahaha——" Feng Qingyu laughed loudly, as if she saw some joke, she could hardly straighten her waist, and after a while, she pointed at Feng Qiyue and said, "Brother, I am yours." Is it Yu'er? Do you think so? En?"

Feng Qiyue was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed again, and he said harshly: "No, you are not! Where did you come from as a fairy! You are not my Yu'er! Give me back my Yu'er!"

He reached out and grabbed her sleeve with all his strength, staring at her fiercely with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to see what was going on from her face!
His Yu'er is not like this, his Yu'er is the weakest and most gentle woman in the world, a woman who needs to cling to him like a dodder flower, she won't laugh like this, won't tease him like this Well, she should always have such a clear and cold look, not what she looks like now.

No, since when did she become like this?

"Your Yu'er?" Feng Qingyu sneered suddenly, and then her voice turned cold in an instant, as if ice had been quenched: "Your Yu'er died a long time ago! She was killed by your own hands!"

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