Gu Wenyu and Qi Xiao looked at each other and looked at each other.

Your Highness... was so scared that he wet his pants!

In Nanjin, who can stand halfway through the sky, be on par with men, and even often surpass men, this is... an extremely shameful thing!

General Qi and Lord Gu immediately bowed their heads and retreated outside the door.

Although Nan Rongrong doesn’t like Chu Weiyun, she is their little prince, and she is likely to become the prince in the future.

If you lose this face, it will be considered their royal family.

"Come!"

Hurry up and wait for your highness to change your clothes!

Oh, it's so disgraceful!

...A night of horror.

The Ninth Princess was seriously injured and even the doctor was helpless.

"The princess's true energy is reversed, and she is shocked by external forces. If she cannot wake up tomorrow, I am afraid..."

The doctor looked at Feng Liye who was guarding the bed with fear. Seeing that his face became colder, he didn't even dare to say it clearly.

Feng Liye was still obsessed with Chu Qingge's hand, and his true energy was constantly transporting into her body.

But this could only stabilize her heart, but he didn't know whether it could get better.

Feng Si saw the prince's face getting paler and knew that he had overworked his skills and wanted to replace him many times, but he was unwilling to do so.

Lan Yu was guarding the room, and no matter who wanted to drive him out this time, he would not leave.

He wants to guard the princess, he must guard it all the time.

Qiao'er is no longer here, and everyone here is all bad people!

The princess is the only one who is left, and he is the only one who is left!

Almost no one met this night.

Heavy mood.

In the back mountain, Feng Zao held Qiao'er's body and sat on the ground all night.

It was almost dawn that he dug her a grave and buried her.

On the tombstone on the grave were words written by him in his own blood: Beloved wife Qiaoer.

Qiaoer...

A palace maid with a low status, a girl with only a name and no last name.

Her life has never been very happy.

So short, but it's over.

She would not assassinate Chu Weiyun for no reason, she must have suffered a great grievance!

It's all his fault! Why didn't he stay by her side all the time? Why did he let her be bullied?

Qiaoer, I will kill those who bully you for you!

I want them to bury you!

After taking a last look at Qiao'er's grave, Feng Zao stood up, tightened his fists, turned around and returned to the backyard.

...

Nan Xin was easily injured and sent back for treatment. Linglong was also seriously injured. I don’t know what the situation is now.

Feng Liye has been guarding the Ninth Princess and has never left a step.

Tonight, there was a person guarding Chu Weiyun's roof, and the cold war was fought.

The man who had not yet decided on the victory or defeat in the banquet lobby.

Feng Zao's eyes darkened and he rushed over quickly.

But before he got close, he was blocked by a gust of palm wind.

"Feng Zao, you're crazy!" Feng Si forced him back two steps.

Feng Zao gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I want to kill her, avenge my wife, get out of the way!"

"She is the young master of Southern Jin, and she cannot be killed!" After hearing the news, Feng Si rushed back immediately.

He just worried that Feng Zao would come to avenge Qiao'er regardless of it.

Sure enough, he didn't expect it to be wrong!

"Feng Zao, everyone is very sad about Qiao'er's incident. We don't want to see it, but you can't kill Chu Weiyun, she can't die!"

"Why can't she die!"

It must be Chu Weiyun who bullied Qiao'er, so Qiao'er was like this!
Chapter completed!