Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 788 The Ending (53)
No, no, he will never allow such a thing to happen, never!
He suddenly felt that she seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, as if she was going away bit by bit, he hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, become part of the body.

Fenghua, please, please remember me!
Regardless of the crowd around, regardless of Fenghua's injury, he held her face in his arms and kissed her hard.

"Don't!" She resisted weakly, with alienation in her eyes, and guarded: "Who are you?"

He smiled wryly, his eyes reddened: finally everything is empty!

Cover the cold tears on your face with a fiery kiss.

After spending her whole life wishing extravagantly, she finally forgot about him.

Forget about him!
He hugged her fiercely: "Emperor physician, imperial physician..."

No, you can't forget me, no.

Fenghua, I gave up my children, I gave up many things, just so that you can remember me.

You can't, forget me!

Being motionless, being held in Nan Aotian's arms, the man in front of her seemed a little familiar, but also a little strange, but the sadness that emanated from him made her heart ache faintly.

She obviously doesn't know him, so why does her heart ache because of his sadness?

Fenghua looks up at the man in front of him in some puzzlement, but he doesn't know that her strange eyes can drive Nan Aotian crazy even more.

"Fenghua Palace!" Fenghua raised his beautiful neckline, looking at the three words, he seemed to feel that the feeling was not bad.

"In such a beautiful palace, why did you use wooden strips to seal the windows?" She asked him puzzled, looking at the ugly wooden strips sealing the delicately carved windows, she felt extremely confused.

"Because there is a fool who can't see her heart clearly, this is my punishment for her!" The man's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was holding back something.

"Oh!" She responded unconsciously, but felt that the content was like a scripture from heaven, and she couldn't understand it.

Looking at her ignorant eyes, Nan Aotian's heart was pierced like a knife, and he bit down his sharp lips like a blade, and a trace of blood fell, bitter and bloody.

But Fenghua was a little tired, and his eyelids were a little heavy.

In the dimness, it seems to hear the man's scolding voice: "Tell me why her poison will take place. Didn't you say back then that as long as I conceived a fetus, the poison would come out with the slippery tire? Why is it still happening today?" Will it happen?"

Chang Le thought that when he laid down his heir with his own hands, he was just reluctant to give up on her, but he didn't know that the poison would not only make Fenghua avalanche during childbirth, but also cause people's memory to fade, gradually dementia, and finally a silent death. die.

He can't lose her!

Even if you beat down their flesh and blood with your own hands?

Even if it means making her hate him for the rest of her life.

He didn't intend to tell her the truth, just because he couldn't bear to see her suffer.

She likes children so much, if she knows that it was her own carelessness that led to the loss of the child, she is afraid that she will live in guilt for the rest of her life, how can he bear to make her feel guilty for the rest of her life?

So, this pain, he just carried it on his back.

But, why, he has already given up on that child, and she still has to look like this?

He is not willing!

Happiness is already within his reach, he has seen the softening of her eyes, and he is secretly happy, maybe one day, he can see the smile in her heart, that bright smile like springtime.

God will make people!

Was he doomed to live a life of misery?

Is he doomed to be alone forever?
With a sound of "bang", he smashed a corner of the solid white jade carved bed with his fist, causing the courtyard kneeling on the ground to frighten, trembling like autumn leaves, sweating profusely, and kowtowing non-stop: "Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

Is it thundering?

Fenghua opened her eyes with difficulty, but she saw Nangong Ao with a livid complexion. She gave him a dissatisfied stare, and her voice leaked out, hoarse like a scraper: "You, so noisy?"

Immediately, it turned into soft fingers: "Okay, don't make noise, don't make noise!" His eyes were deep, and in a pair of charming phoenix eyes, they were full of love, reluctance, and there was no trace of anger.

It's just that there is still a ray of sadness between the brows.

Fenghua slowly reached out to touch the man's frowning and sad brows, and she said softly: "Don't frown, I feel uncomfortable and hurt when I see it!"

"Okay, don't frown, don't frown!" He unconditionally agreed to all her requests, but gritted his teeth tightly, hugged her body, and his hands trembled violently at this moment: It turns out that she has him in her heart and has always had him He, but he used the wrong method.

The battle in the deep palace is doomed to intrigue. He is used to detours, but he doesn't know that a straightforward woman like her has never been used to detours.

He said she was an idiot, but he didn't know that he was the biggest idiot in the world.

Regret, the first time I regretted it, the heart was broken, and the pain rolled from the bottom of my heart, and it seemed to have no end.

However, in the midst of being broken and in pain, she was glad that she had him in her heart.

He was originally born with a graceful demeanor, but now his expression is slightly relaxed, his voice is soft and gentle, it is a rare elegance, and he has a fatal attraction.

At this moment, there was a red halo on Fenghua's pale face. She looked at him obsessively, and unconsciously said what was in her heart: "You look so good-looking!"

Her voice was light and pretty, like a young girl, and he seemed to have returned to that afternoon when he saw her for the first time.

She was also like this, and said with a full smile: "You, you are so pretty!" It's just that the object back then was not him, but Nan Aoyun.

It was just such a smile, such a sentence, such a frankness and straightforwardness, that made his heart sink in an instant.

Accustomed to detours, accustomed to intrigue, her frankness, her straightforwardness, is like an addiction that cannot be quit.

As for Nan Aoyun, he must have the same thoughts, but he has an extra desire to compete.

He kissed her forehead: "You are really pretty!"

Fenghua chuckled lightly, with a hint of shyness, just like when Nan Aoyun praised him back then.

(End of this chapter)