Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1310 I will make your life worse than death.

Chapter 1311 I will make your life worse than death.

Just as Pan Qingyue put the dagger on her neck, the window behind her was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of wind blew in.

By the time she realized it, the person had been dragged in, and the dagger in her hand had disappeared.

She was a little dazed and dumbfounded. She looked down at her empty hand, and then looked up at the two people in black robes opposite her. She realized that she wanted to shout.

"Don't shout, it's me."

Feng Ci tore off the black scarf from her face, raised her hand to hold her shoulder.

Pan Qingyue opened her mouth, and swallowed it back with an exclamation, full of disbelief.

"You, you belong to Brother Qingyang..."

When Feng Qingyang's name was mentioned, she seemed to think of something, and hurriedly ran inside.

"Brother Qingyang! Brother Qingyang!"

As soon as I turned the screen, I saw a person lying on the bed, who seemed to be asleep, or...

Pan Qingyue was so frightened that her heart jumped out of her chest, she staggered to the front of the bed, knelt on the pedals, and put her trembling hand on his nose.

Still breathing, not dying...

Feng Ci had already walked behind her, without any nonsense, straight to the point.

"Miss Pan, let me ask you, do you really like my brother?"

Although Pan Qingyue didn't know why she asked this question, she still nodded her head honestly. She had just been frightened and was still in shock.

"I like it, I like it very much, I like it even more than myself!"

Feng Ci took a deep look at her, and continued to ask.

"You have to think clearly, my elder brother is disabled now, if you just like his face, I advise you not to..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pan Qingyue stood up suddenly and interrupted her with a sharp voice.

"No! I like him! Although I am young, I am not that kind of superficial woman!"

A dark light flashed in Feng Ci's eyes, and he gave her a strong dose of medicine.

"If that's the case, are you willing to give up your current glory and wealth for him? Are you willing to go far away with him?

Go to a place where no one knows, live an ordinary life, your family..."

After listening to her words, Pan Qingyue's eyes were full of struggles. After all, love had the upper hand, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"I am willing, I am willing to do anything! I have no regrets! Absolutely no regrets!"

Feng Ci had already seen her determination, so she stopped probing her.

But after all, she was still a little girl, and I couldn't bear to see her suffer between her lover and family.

She stroked Pan Qingyue's head awkwardly.

"Don't worry, you will meet your family again, this separation is not a farewell, don't be afraid.

When you stabilize, and when your family calms down, I will bring you back from time to time. "

Pan Qingyue's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she cheered again.

Just as she was about to hug her to show her joy, the back of her neck suddenly felt sore, and her body unconsciously fell to the ground.

She widened her eyes and didn't understand what happened until the moment she fainted.

Dugu Xuejiao withdrew her hand, hugged him by the waist, and looked at Fengci.

"It's running out of time, stop moaning."

The corners of Feng Ci's mouth twitched, and his gaze subconsciously glanced at her swollen belly, more admiration in his heart.

She took him over, put him gently on the bed, and lay there with the wind lightly.

She looked at the two of them, with a rare trace of warmth on her indifferent face.

"Miss Dugu, I hope you remember the agreement with me."

Dugu Xuejiao nodded and clapped her hands lightly.

"I'll do things, don't worry, since it's your long-cherished wish, I'll do as you say.

But, are you really not going to tell Lieutenant Taki about this?

I thought you two had been in love for life long ago, and there were no more secrets between you.

You are so risky, and you deliberately hide it from him, if he knows, he must be very sad. "

Feng Ci sat in front of the bed, only staring at the two lying side by side, without turning her head to look at her.

"Although he said that he had severed ties with the Beiming royal family long ago, the prince is his brother after all, and they have the same royal blood flowing through them.

The old emperor Beiming forced my father to death, and the crown prince ruined my brother, how could I forgive them, I wish I could blow them to pieces!
I don't want to see their father and son kill each other, and I don't want him to be the prince's hunting target. I just want him to live well.

As for my promise to him, I'm going to break my promise after all. There is no fate in this life, and I can only continue it in the next life.

I only hope that in the next life, when we meet, we will not bear blood feud, nor national hatred and family hatred. "

Although Taki Yi took Feng Ci to find Dugu Xuejiao that day, the two reached a new agreement behind Taki Yi's back.

In order to fulfill her elder brother, Fengci decided to marry the national teacher for Pan Qingyue, and Dugu Xuejiao was responsible for sending the two out of the city on the day of their marriage.

She knew that she was sorry for Takizuki and also knew his temper, so she didn't tell him this plan.

Dugu Xuejiao took a deep look at her, raised her hand and patted her shoulder.

"Since you have made your choice, don't regret it."

Feng Ci looked up at her, and at some point, tears were streaming down his face.

"Miss Dugu, have you always been so determined? Have you ever regretted anything?"

Dugu Xuejiao sighed, and lightly touched the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

"How could it be possible that I didn't regret it? Fortunately, God has been kind to me. After all, it has given me compensation. Now I am very satisfied."

In addition to hard earned life, others are very good.

Feng Ci closed her eyes deeply, raised her hand, and wiped away the teardrops resolutely.

"let us start."

Even in spring, Beiming is still covered with snow, a vast expanse of whiteness.

One of the things that everyone in the streets and alleys is talking about now is the marriage of the national teacher.

The national teacher, who hadn't shown up for a long time, stayed in the national teacher's hall again after presiding over the spring blessing ceremony in a black robe.

Also reclusive, and his fiancée, Miss Panfu's concubine.

She used to be so lively, she would appear on the street from time to time, but now she seems to have disappeared, no one has seen her shadow again, and it is said that she is waiting to be married in the mansion.

There was an undercurrent in the palace, and the two factions of the prince and the eldest prince fought secretly for countless times.

You come and go, trying to kill each other.

The eldest prince, who gained the upper hand because of the national teacher's defection, is in a very good mood recently. He never refuses the prince's faction's open and dark arrows, and sometimes he can easily fight back.

In this invisible smoke, the third day of March arrived.

The National Normal University wedding, the whole country is jubilant, and the streets and alleys are full of red lanterns.

Panfu is even more festive with lights and festoons.

The sound of drum music spread throughout the ten-mile long street, and a festive sedan chair was parked outside the gate of Panfu, surrounded by spectators.

Pan Geng came out with his little sister on his back, carefully sent him into the sedan chair, then stood by the side staring at the red curtain for a long time in a daze.

For some reason, I always feel that today's little girl is heavier than usual.

Didn't it mean that my younger sister seldom eats recently because she is dissatisfied with her marriage?Why is it so heavy?

He stood at the gate, watching the bridal sedan go further away, feeling hard to understand.

The national teacher, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sitting on a tall horse.

A face was completely covered by the hood, only a resolute jaw line could be vaguely seen, and the skin on the neck was abnormally white, like someone who hadn't seen the light all year round.

He was sitting on the horse, looking around from the corner of his eyes from time to time, his eyes seemed to be calm, and he seemed to be looking forward to something.

But until the sedan chair entered the National Teacher Hall, nothing happened.

What is puzzling is that although it is a day of great joy, the National Teacher Hall does not have the slightest festive atmosphere.

Not even a red lantern was hung, let alone the big red happy word, as always, it was quiet and deserted, and there was no popularity.

As festive as Panfu was, this place was as bleak as it was, forming a stark contrast.

There are no people welcoming relatives, no congratulations, no wedding banquets, nothing, it's the same as usual.

The few servants went about their business in an orderly manner, as if nothing had happened.

As night fell, the newlyweds were still sitting on the bed, motionless, like a beauty carved in stone.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps outside the door that she clenched her hands tightly, holding a dagger in her palm.

The man walked into the house, not in a hurry to lift the bride's hijab.

Walking to the table, holding two cups of wine, he walked up to the bride with a slightly excited voice.

"I thought someone would come to spoil the marriage, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth. The gift I prepared was not used."

The bride sat upright, still did not speak, nor did she reach out to take the wine glass.

The man was not in a hurry, his thin lips slightly curled up, and his reddish eyes sparkled with joy, showing that he was in a good mood.

"Little wild cat, I finally got you."

After the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and lifted the hijab.

One of the two lowered their heads, the other raised their heads, and their eyes met with surprise.

"who are you?"

The man's hand was like lightning, and he grabbed the bride's neck like a beast that had seized its prey. His cold red eyes glowed with an extremely fierce dark luster.

Feng Ci only felt a pain in his neck, and it became difficult to breathe instantly.

Compared with the physical pain, the surprise and horror in my heart are even worse.

Since arriving in Beiming, she has often heard people mention the mysterious national teacher, but she never dreamed that this person was so young.

And this face, the skin is abnormally white, the sharp edges and corners of the facial features are cold, and the eyesight is like a poisonous snake, biting.

"who are you?"

Baili Nightmare's patience was about to run out, and he also didn't expect that the bride under the hijab would be someone else.

He knew it wasn't Pan Qingyue, but he didn't expect it to be Dugu Xuejiao.

His calculations were in vain, could it be that the prince made a move?
These days of forbearance and planning have all been in vain, chest heaving, and anger burning.

With a strong hand, just a light fold can easily twist the woman's fragile neck.

But he couldn't, he still wanted to find out the whereabouts of Dugu Xuejiao.

"If you don't say anything else, I will make your life worse than death."

He raised his head, his gaze was like a sword, and he loosened his hands slightly.

Feng Ci was let go, coughed heavily, and thoughts kept flashing through her mind.

For someone as smart as her, she immediately figured out what was wrong.

This national teacher is too young, and he is obviously here for Miss Dugu. It is very likely that he is also a fake like himself!
(End of this chapter)