pungent peasant girl

Chapter 564 Gifts
Wei Mingru's tone is so gentle, most of the people here probably have never seen this kindness.

He looked into Leng Furong's eyes, and there was endless tenderness in his eyes.

His tone of voice seemed to be that of a child, a simple teenager.

The hatred and anger on Concubine Liu Xian's face gradually dissipated, replaced by self-mockery and compassion.

She always knew that she was a poor person, but she never thought that she was so pitiful.

She looked at Mo Geyi, then at the others, and suddenly smiled faintly.

It turns out that it's not that this man doesn't love others, but that this man doesn't love you.

She took a deep breath and took two steps back.

The guards at her side grabbed her and dragged her outside.

In the flames outside, long white silk satin wrapped around her neck.

"My lady, go all the way."

The guard murmured, and his arms increased his strength.

"what--"

It was uncomfortable to suffocate, and the eyes were filled with gold stars in an instant.

Amidst the golden stars, he saw Fuluan and strode towards her.

The guards stopped him, and he drew one of the guard's knives and slashed across his neck.

Fu Luan fell down, blood spattering all over the ground.

She seemed to hear what he said before he fell down. He said, Yuanyuan, don't be afraid, I will take a step first to accompany you.

In the palace, he didn't care what happened outside.

Their eyes all fell on Wei Mingru and Leng Furong.

Wei Mingru was still looking at Leng Furong carefully, he smiled, "Sister Rong, you don't seem to have changed much, but I am old."

"How can you not grow old if you have so many things to do every day?"

"Hehe, yes, I made this choice myself." Wei Mingru lowered his eyes and suddenly coughed again.

"Cough cough cough."

"Your Majesty." Xin Zhao worriedly handed over a handkerchief.

Wei Mingru covered his mouth and nose with a veil and coughed for a while.

He took off the veil in a daze, looking at it with a trace of helplessness and melancholy.

The corners of his lips were shockingly red.

"Your Majesty, come, come, call the imperial doctor!" Xin Zhao exclaimed.

Wei Mingru shook his head, "Forget it, Xin Zhao, stop yelling, it's meaningless to yell, I know my own body, I, I won't make it through dawn."

"No, Your Majesty." Xin Zhao exclaimed, "Didn't the Daoist say it, it's still growing."

"Hehe, the Taoist priest also said that I want to be calm, but these days, I have been very worried and melancholy. I should leave, I should leave."

"Your Majesty." Xin Zhao cried out.

"Sister Rong." Wei Mingru grabbed Leng Furong's hand, "Sister Rong, I really regret it, I should have looked for you earlier, then we will have more reunion days."

"Your Majesty, the fate between people is determined by God. You and I are only mortals and cannot decide."

"Yes, yes, it's God's will—" Wei Mingru murmured, suddenly thinking of something, "By the way, Sister Rong, let me ask you, where is our child? The doctor told me that when you left, there were already I'm four months pregnant, what about the child? Can I see him again before I leave. Is he the prince? Or the princess?"

Wei Mingru was full of expectations.

Leng Furong shook her head lightly, "No, there is no such child."

"No?"

"Yes, when I was five months old, I fell down, and I couldn't keep him."

Wei Mingru's eyes showed a lot of pity, and he stroked Leng Furong's cheek, "Sister Rong, have you suffered a lot in the years since you left me?"

"It's okay." Leng Furong said lightly.

"Have you found someone else to marry? Have you? If so, that would be great. If not, try to look for it again. The world is too cold, and it is always warmer to have one more company."

Leng Furong didn't speak, she looked around, "Your Majesty, today—"

"Cough." Wei Mingru coughed again. He struggled to get up, ignoring the people around him, "Sister Rong, and I've been saving gifts for you all these years. I believe that I will like it. I thought , After I die, I will bring it into my tomb, but you are here, I want to give you everything."

Wei Mingru staggered out of bed, and he opened a cabinet with all his strength.

Crash.

Inside, countless greetings or jewelry or calligraphy and paintings rolled out.

"Sister Rong, all of them are hibiscus, hibiscus flower hairpins, jade, mahogany, and hibiscus pictures, left by Mr. Chaohe before. I think, all of them are given to you. I remember that you like hibiscus the most. "

Leng Furong looked at the Furong all over the floor, two lines of clear tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Wei Mingru wiped away tears for her, "Sister Rong, don't cry."

Leng Furong closed her eyes, she squatted on the ground, looking at the lotus all over the ground, her shoulders were shaking.

"cough--"

Wei Mingru coughed, and fell to the ground.

Xin Zhao hurriedly supported him, and Mo Geyi and others also went up to support him.

"Your Majesty, how are you? You must be safe, Dahe, Dahe still needs you." Mo Geyi screamed.

Wei Mingru shook his head, "Queen, don't worry. I have already prepared, I already know that my days are not long, and I have already chosen a candidate."

As soon as Wei Mingru's words came out, everyone present became nervous.

"Cough cough." He coughed lightly, his face became paler and weaker, and he spoke weakly, "I, I decided to pass the throne to my fourth son, Wei Xuan."

The movements of Mo Geyi's hands paused, and he was stunned for an instant.

"I think only Wei Xuan has the ability to take over the throne, while the others are not qualified at all, ahem, not qualified--"

Meng Qianyan also gasped.

Wei Xuan went straight to Wei Mingru, "Father, Father, I don't want—"

Wei Xuan's voice could not reach Wei Mingru's ears, because he had slowly closed his eyes.

"Come, come, call the imperial doctor!" Mo Geyi yelled.

A group of imperial doctors rushed in the door.

"Mother--"

Doctor Fang, who was the leader, fell to the ground, his eyes filled with horror, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he died."

"What?" Mo Geyi turned pale in an instant, "He died."

Wei Mingru, he actually died.

Leng Furong held her head up, tears streaming down her neck from the corners of her eyes.

All the people present knelt down and wailed.

Zhao Xin was crying in a mess, but he was still very clear, he came in front of Luo Ziyan, "Fourth Highness, before the emperor died, he has already said that the future throne belongs to the Fourth Highness, so the emperor's funeral is arranged, It all depends on the Fourth Highness."

Luo Ziyan's heart was like a mess at this moment.

He didn't know whether to be sad or angry.

It turned out that all the misery of the grandfather's family was caused by this man.

But this man is his biological father, and he has the same blood in his body.

(End of this chapter)