From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 854

The heart-piercing shouts resounded throughout the palace, Feng Chiyuan didn't really believe it was true, he never thought that Liu Hong, a woman, would do such a cruel thing, he always thought that Liu Hong would at most just fight with others A few words of quarrel, a hand at most, and a fight between the two women should not cause too much trouble, but who would have thought that Liu Hong would hide a dagger with her, and would even kill someone!
died?Ye Xiaoxiao died? !
Feng Chiyuan stumbled out of the upper study room and ran straight to the place where the incident happened. The little father-in-law who served him followed behind out of breath. He once thought the emperor was crazy, because no matter how much he called him I couldn't hear it, I just kept rushing forward with my head depressed.

By the river, Ye Xiyou frowned, his heart became more and more heavy, his hands clenched into fists, he almost wanted to lift up the dead body of Liu Hong and beat him hard, but he still knew, That doesn't help either.

Fang Zizheng stared at the two people in front of her, all she could feel was the boundless depression, which had completely merged into the darkness, scattered everywhere, making people almost breathless.

She could feel Feng Junran's despair and grief.

The man hugged the increasingly cold body tightly, as if he was hugging the most precious treasure in the world. His head was deeply buried in the woman's cold neck, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

This feeling was as if someone had pulled his heart away, and even his limbs and bones no longer belonged to him. He was in so much pain that he couldn't shed a tear, let alone make a sound, so he could only stiffen his body tightly Hugging the villain tightly and the only thing left behind, this sentence was the already cold corpse, and then knelt and sat quietly in the darkness.

This desolate mood gradually infected everyone, even the guards who rushed over when they heard the voice couldn't help but stop and stood at a loss, not saying a word, let alone making any movement.

Only Liu Dongqing, looking coldly at the corpse of his sister lying on the ground that no one cared about, raised his palm to greet her without thinking.

However, Feng Junran remained motionless, even though he had heard the movement of the person behind him, he didn't dodge, let alone move.

Seeing this, Fang Zirui rushed to meet him, but was pulled aside by Ye Xiyou, but the man won by himself. After a few moves, Liu Dongqing was sent flying to the side, and fell heavily on the floor, spurting out a mouthful of blood .

Feng Junran still hugged the little man's body tightly, and murmured: "Xiao Xiao, let's go home, when we get home, no one will bully you anymore, let's go home..."

Fang Ziyi finally couldn't help crying, she had never cried after leaving the orphanage, but today, she couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

Seeing Feng Junran staggering to his feet and slowly walking out with the little man's body in his arms, like a walking corpse, she bit her lip, and finally couldn't hold back, walked up and said to the man : "Feng Junran, do you love her?"

The man didn't answer, but hugged him even tighter as if he was afraid of being snatched away from the person in his arms.

"Okay, if you like, let me tell you a secret. If you still want to see her, then wait until 2000. After 2000, go to a place called City B, where there is a wisteria flower orphanage."

The man who staggered away was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head suspiciously. Fang Ziyi's face was weeping, but his voice was very clear.

He was a little stunned and a little surprised, and felt that what Fang Ziyan told him was like a dream.

So he remembered the words that the little man said before he left.

"I... I... I actually... died a long time ago... It's worth it... I love you, Junjun, I can die, die without regret... "

Millennium, through millennium?What does that mean?

Feng Junran couldn't help lowering his head, staring blankly at the little girl's beautiful face, then clenched his fists, and the tears he had been suppressing burst out of his eyes.

So he took a deep breath, hugged his body tightly, and strode away.

Along the way, no one dared to stop him, even though King Wei's thousand-year-old bright yellow prince's robe was already stained with glaring blood, even though the blood dripped all the way, everyone just dodged far away, no one dared Step forward.

Feng Junran just walked out of the palace with the little man's body in his arms.

Outside the palace is the luxurious Chang'an City, people are shuttling through the noisy streets, but no one knows what happened, and no one knows that from today onwards, there will be no such person as Ye Xiaoxiao in this world.

Feng Junran felt sad.

At the entrance of the palace, a small figure stood under the tall shadow of the palace gate, quietly watching Feng Junran rushing out with a corpse in his arms.

Fa Yuan clasped his hands together, chose the Buddha's name, and then slowly followed.

He was still very young, with small steps, and his big, bald head was very cute. He had to look up to see the back of the man, and he had to swing his legs to catch up to keep up with the man's pace.

"Benefactor, benefactor!" Fa Yuan stretched his fleshy arms and legs, and chased after him without thinking.

Feng Junran didn't even take a look, let alone stop.

"Benefactor, benefactor, this poor monk has something for you!" Fa Yuan exerted all his strength, after all, he had already worked very hard after chasing him.

"Benefactor, I have left an elixir..."

The person walking in front of him gave a sudden pause and stopped. Because Fa Yuan was chasing too fast, he couldn't stop at all, and directly bumped into the man's leg.

"Ouch……"

The little monk fell on his back, and he slowly got up while rubbing his buttocks.

The male god freed up a hand and pulled the little monk in front of him, staring at him coldly with his slender eyes, and said indifferently, "What did you say?"

"This poor monk has an elixir of life..."

Feng Junran pinched the little monk under his arm, still holding Ye Xiaoxiao, and went straight back to Wei Wang's mansion.

The little monk threw it on the ground, and his beloved woman was gently placed on the bed. He even moistened the veil with hot water and wiped away the dried sweat stains on her head little by little.

"My lord, the poor monk here has an elixir of immortality, and I give it to my lord."

"Why do you want to send this king?" The man glanced at the little monk with a gloomy face, and his voice became more and more gloomy.

"Could it be that you knew this king's beloved concubine would die a long time ago! Why didn't you say earlier, the elixir of life, the elixir of life! I would rather give this medicine to a small snack than now, I have to take it!"

He would rather die himself than Ye Xiaoxiao!

Fa Yuan knelt on the ground quietly, his big eyes flickering, looking at Chitose's face full of grief and indignation, he only knew that the Buddha sacrificed himself to save others, and he never understood why a man would throw his life for the sake of the woman he loves.

The Buddha sacrificed himself to save others in order to save the common people in suffering, but what was this man doing for?

So he said: "Almsgiver, this is the destiny. The destiny has asked the poor monk to come and deliver this medicine to the prince today."

"To his fate!"

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