Chapter 802 Life and Death are unknown

Feng Min's body was trembling with anger, and the bandaged wound was also cracked.

Blood penetrates the clothes.

But she was wearing a crimson robe.

Wounds are not easily detected.

Fu Xin looked at her, and his gaze gradually became cold. The corners of his tightly pursed lips revealed his unhappy mood, "It was you who told me..."

"But I didn't let you have a child with her!"

Feng Min roared and interrupted him.

The stronger the paranoia in her eyes, the stronger the hatred, and she was hopelessly pulled into memory.

"What should we do if we don't do that! You know what my mother is doing to me! If you didn't let you obey, how could you have a way out! But..."

She hates it so much...

It was clearly the decision she made, but it also became her most heartbreaking point in years.

A hurdle that can never be overcome.

When it comes to the past, no matter how many years have passed.

Whenever I think of it, it is a heart-wrenching pain.

There is only humiliation of being forced to humble and endless grief of endurance.

There was a feeling of injury in the flashing eyes.

Gradually, her eyes were fierce, and her eyes were covered with red bloodshot, staring at him tightly.

"I know! I know that after you are with her, she will stay in your heart. If you kill her, you feel guilty for her."

Fu Xin's face was not good-looking.

He opened his eyes, obviously he didn't want to discuss this topic.

Feng Min smiled.

Smiling, my eyes wet.

The love that was once mixed with hatred, and she was so paranoid that she had to retaliate her resentment through revenge.

She stared at him coldly, tearing each other's wounds without any care,

"I can't compare to her! But you can't match her! You've never been worthy of her!"

He overturned everything he could encounter around him and fell all over the floor with a jingling.

Only by contrasting with a huge sound can the emptiness in the heart not be revealed.

Feng Min fell in her seat, and then looked at the person standing alone in the mirror, sarcastically

"Do you think you can survive if you don't do anything now? If it weren't for my stop, do you think you can live well? Do you think Feng Yanyan won't kill you? The joke is, if I give her tens of the pain, nine out of it will be given by you!"

What is the world like the betrayal of a close relative?

After all, they are all selfish people.

Life and death are always the most important.

Feng Min's face was not bloody, "You can't turn your head."

The cracked wounds were flowing quietly, soaking my clothes.

But she didn't show any sign of it.

Fu Xin turned around, without taking another look, leaving only a sentence, "You should recover from your injuries."

After Fu Xin left, the hall became quiet again.

Feng Min's eyes brushed away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

I hate it, I really hate it!

She loved him all her life, but because of humility, she had to push him to another woman.

She told herself again and again that she didn't care, but she always cared in her heart.

Over the years, she has become more and more hated.

The more hesitated, the more she hated.

She hated even more for those children to live in the world for one day.

I hate my humble origins, my helplessness, my composure, my shamefulness, my absurd and abominable arrangements.

Only by destroying everything can she be erased of her unwillingness and humiliation.

**

After Yu Wenhui arrived in Nanyuan, he temporarily rested in the inn.

Although Nanyuan is not as vast as Beiyu, it is not easy to find someone to come out.

As soon as I arrived at the room, I heard a rumbling sound.

It seems like something collapsed.

The ground was trembling.

The inn also looked panicked, but didn't know what was going on.

He was always worried that he could not see Feng Yanyan and could not sleep at night.

I heard a sound in the corridor as I tossed and turned.

The movement was very slight, but he still heard it.

After getting up, I opened the crack in the door and took a look.

Although the light in the corridor was dark, Yu Wenhui recognized the person at a glance and came out of the room, "Ling Xue! You are here! Where is Boss Feng? Is she here too?"

As soon as he lifted it, Ling Xue's eyes turned red and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably, "Miss, she was buried under the royal tomb."

Finally found a way to deal with the poisonous miasma. The entire royal tomb that collapsed was...

Their staff were limited. Without knowing the specific location, Feng Min surrounded the nearby Wangling on the grounds of repairing the Wangling and sent more troops. Neither the people from Fengqi Pavilion nor the people brought by Mo Ying could get close to Wangling.

The blood on Yu Wenhui's face faded his legs, and his limbs gradually became cold. He clenched his fists and walked out immediately, "I'll go find her!"

Mo Ying stretched out her arm and stopped him, "Please calm down your mind, Your Highness Duan."

"Calm down is what you have to do," Yu Wenhui broke away Mo Ying's control, "I want to go find her. I will find her no matter what. She will not have any trouble, and should not be buried under the royal tomb."

"Your Highness!"

Yu Wenhui snatched the door and said, "You can't go, but I can! I don't believe they really dare to do anything to me!"

In just a quarter of an hour, Feng Min in the palace learned about Yu Wenhui's trip to Wangling.

She was slightly stunned and then said, "Since he is going, let him go. The most important thing is to determine Feng Yanyan's situation."

You must see people when you live, and you must see corpses when you die.

"Yes." Just thinking of Yu Wenhui, Hongying hesitated, "Does Yu Wenhui need it..."

"He is the younger brother of Emperor Beiyu," Feng Min looked at the beating flames in front of her, "Fight him closely, don't let something happen to him in Nanyuan."

"yes."

Beiyu, you can't offend it yet.

Since Yu Wenhui insisted on going, then go there, just check it out for her, is it dead?

If she is not dead, she can make another blow.

**

Days pass by day.

Three days later.

Hongying came over to report the news to Feng Min. Feng Min hesitated, "Hasn't the body been found yet?"

Hongying: "No."

Feng Min rubbed the ruby ​​on her hand and her eyes gradually sinking.

It's been three days.

There has been no news for three days.

Does that mean that Feng Yanyan is dead? Maybe it’s because she was buried too deep?

Shaking his head, Feng Min rejected this idea as soon as it emerged from his mind.

You must not be careless about Feng Yanyan.

Eleven years ago, it was because of carelessness that I was unable to see Feng Yanyan’s body with my own eyes that caused today’s trouble.
To be continued...