Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 774 The Ending (35)
She curled up, her head began to feel dizzy since yesterday, and it was even worse today, her whole body was shivering from the cold, and she could only curl herself up desperately, wrapping the quilt tightly.

Fenghua has no doubts at all, if that person doesn't show up again, I'm afraid she will really freeze to death here.

"What's the matter with you?" In the darkness, a man's voice rang out. Fenghua's head was heavy, but he could still tell that it was Nan Aotian's voice. His voice was unusually hoarse and tired today, and there was a trace of it. Vicissitudes.

Fenghua smiled wryly, pursed his lips, did not answer his question, continued to curl up his body, and the room was silent.

It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but that her throat was dry and uncomfortable, as if something was stuck there, and she couldn't say anything.

Her silence was exchanged for Nan Aotian's silence. He walked to her bedside lightly and sat down slowly. Fenghua couldn't speak, so he waited for Nan Aotian to speak. Waited for a day and a night.

Nan Aotian didn't speak, kept quiet, even breathing was shallow, making Fenghua with a heavy head think that there was no such person as him in this room at all.

During this day and night, Fenghua kept thinking about her short life. She found that in her life of more than ten years, she couldn't find any other colors except sadness and pain.

Her head was getting heavier and heavier, and she felt tired and powerless. All her emotions were filled with sadness in an absolutely quiet environment. Her nails pierced her palm again and again, and the pain made her consciousness clear. , fuzzy again, and then clear again, just like this, repeating non-stop, even though she couldn't see anything, she knew that her palms were probably full of scars.

She Fenghua didn't want to show weakness in front of anyone, but she felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, until finally the space between the sky and the earth seemed to start to rotate non-stop, and she finally collapsed due to exhaustion.

She finally couldn't hold on anymore.

It turns out that no matter how strong a person is, there will eventually be times when they can't hold on...

In a trance, she fell into a warm embrace, the kind of warmth she had been yearning for all along. Before the brain issued an instruction, her body had already betrayed her reason, and she unconsciously moved into the depths of the embrace, as if wishing to Inlaid the whole body.

"Damn it, you have a fever!" It's not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence that couldn't be more certain.

Without saying a word, Nan Aotian held Fenghua in his arms, stood up, coughed three times, the deaf-mute old man appeared, opened the door, and strode out.

"Fenghua..."

Looking at the woman lying silently in his arms, I saw Fenghua's eyes closed tightly, her breathing was weak, her complexion was pale, her whole body was as light as a gust of wind, as if it would disappear into his arms whenever it blows: too light , as if without any weight.

Nan Aotian's heart suddenly had a trace of panic. It seems that he has not felt this kind of fear for many years, and this kind of helplessness, fear, anxiety, restlessness, and nervousness in his childhood have long been deeply rooted in him. Buried, and today I finally realized it again.

His heart seemed to be tightly held by something, it was tearing and painful, and even breathing became very difficult.

Fenghua, such a stubborn and tenacious person, as long as she still has a little strength, she will not let herself fall down.

Nan Aotian didn't have time to think about this abnormality carefully, he hugged Fenghua, and rushed out like flying, running non-stop, the wind whistling by his ears, the cold winter wind blowing on his face , It hurt like a knife, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

"Jin Jing!" Nan Aotian rushed into a courtyard in the First Prince's Mansion with Fenghua in his arms, and shouted at the top of his voice as soon as he entered, there was an unmissable tension inside.

Jin Jing was drying medicinal herbs in the backyard, flipping them from time to time, when she heard Nan Aotian's anxious voice, she was startled, and when her subordinates moved heavily, she knocked over the sieve for drying herbs: who can make the eldest prince so anxious, Something must have happened, she picked up the herbal medicine without thinking, and walked out quickly.

"Jin Jing, save her quickly!" Nan Aotian said eagerly.

When Jin Jing saw a woman in his arms, her face changed and she was stunned, but Nan Aotian, who is so sensitive, didn't notice her at all.

The face that changed color for a while, but kept urging: "Quick, quick... save her!"

Jin Jing came back to her senses, quickly led Nan Aotian into the room, instructed Nan Aotian to put Fenghua on the bed, took Fenghua's hand, and gently took the pulse, who knows, the next moment, his face changed suddenly.

Because of her sudden change of expression, Nan Aotian's heart sank, and he quickly asked: "Is she okay?"

Jin Jing glared at Nan Aotian: "You did it? If you want her life, just slash her with your palm. Why torture a weak woman like this?"

She has a hot temper, she always says what she thinks in her heart, even if she is facing the powerful Nan Aotian.

Nan Aotian was stunned by these words, he said helplessly: "Is she serious?"

Jin Jing sneered: "If it's one step later, I'm afraid her whole body will be turned into water by the heat. Do you think she's serious?"

Nan Aotian's heart sank, and he asked weakly: "Then can you save her?"

Nan Aotian looked at her bloodless face dejectedly, there was constant pain in her heart, and her whole body trembled slightly.

How could he be so careless, why didn't he feel that something was wrong with her, he was the one who harmed her!

He was dazzled by jealousy and anger, as long as he thought that she would become that person's wife, be hugged by that person, and be crushed by that person, he would feel his whole body. His heart was about to explode, and he couldn't breathe because of the pain: this woman was his, the source of his lifelong dream and happiness, and he couldn't let anyone get close, especially that person!

She can expect to be a couple for the rest of her life, but she must never let that person tarnish her happiness, he can't tolerate it!

He said that if the man who married her could not give her the same promise, he would definitely kill that man with his own hands!
(End of this chapter)