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264 The Heartbroken Hongyan 2

The eye sockets suddenly turned red, and there was crystal liquid swirling in the eye sockets.

The emperor and King Huai stood up and looked at Feng Hongluan condescendingly: "I have told you a lot, whether you tell Hongyan or not tell Hongyan, I just want you to know how much I still care about this brotherhood.

As a matter of friendship, Hong Yan should not quarrel with me, otherwise the blood-stained execution field is the only thing I can give you."

Disgusting, what a disgusting kindness. He said that he still cares about this brotherhood. This sentence really disgusted Feng Hongluan.

"Miss Feng, the emperor and I will return to the capital tomorrow. I hope to see you again in the capital."

King Huai, who was as gentle as jade, now looked hateful.

*

The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is slightly cool and refreshing.

On the long street, two slender men walked side by side, silently along the eaves of the houses on the street.

After a long time, the man in white robe spoke first.

"Brother Huang, why do you want to tell Feng Hongluan this? If you want them to go back, you can threaten the lives of the Feng family for a short time. Why bother to say so much? Aren't you afraid that she will tell Xiaoyan?"

"She doesn't know how." The man in the gray robe in front said without turning around, "Feng Hongluan doesn't know how, because she loves Xiaoyan. I have talked to her so much today, and I even didn't hesitate to talk to her about the imperial edict. Of course there is

My own idea."

"But brother Huang, you clearly..."

"Oh, I know what you are going to say. Don't worry, I have my own opinions on everything. But you, you have been working hard with me these days, running around all night, can your body and bones still bear it?"

"Before Jiang Nanzi left, he gave me some health-preserving pills. I have been taking them these past few days, and there is nothing serious. It's just that the air is humid due to the rainy season in Jiangnan, so I am not used to it."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"Brother Emperor..."

"It's useless to talk more. We can wait until we get back to Beijing to discuss everything."

"Yes, brother Huang."

*

Money can make the world go round, and even though it was a bit troublesome to get the ultimatums, Hong Yan still managed to get two of them back due to his great magical powers.

Entering the room, Feng Hongluan was lying on the table, seemingly asleep. There were three tea cups on the table. Hong Yan frowned slightly, someone had been here.

He stepped forward and gave Feng Hongluan a gentle push.

"Hong Luan, why did you fall asleep here? The weather is very cold. It's raining, so I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

"Yes!" Feng Hongluan was buried in her arms, unwilling to raise her head, and just responded lightly.

"What's going on? Are you so sleepy? How about I tell you to go to bed and rest?"

As he spoke, Hong Yan put down the two entry ultimatums in his hands, stepped forward and gently picked up Feng Hongluan. His eyes fell on the three tea cups, and he actually felt somewhat clear in his heart.

Have you been here?

them?

He had sensed that they were following him along the way, but they never showed up. He thought that by not showing up, they agreed to his escape and allowed him to leave. Unexpectedly, he was wrong.

Looking at Feng Hongluan, who was thin, she didn't know what they said to her, but her eyes were a little red, and her fists at her sides were clenched tightly. Was it defense? Was it anger?

Hong Yan's eyebrows tightened slightly, and he carried Feng Hongluan to the bedside, carefully put it down, and pulled the quilt to cover her. She suddenly grabbed his hand, climbed around his neck, and threw herself into his arms, arms

, hugging his waist tightly, as if she wanted to rub herself into his bones and blood.

It was a hug of love, a hug of pity, but Hong Yan only thought it was a hug of sadness. Sitting beside the bed, he gently hugged her shoulders and said, "Hong Luan, no matter where you are, I will

Hongyan, you only have one wife."

Tears fell unbridled, moistening most of Hongyan's shoulders. Feng Hongluan felt so distressed, so distressed. Over the years, Hongyan had been used and sacrificed, but he once thought that his efforts were justified.

What should be done is to let him know how the late emperor and his father treated him, and let him know how the emperor and his brother treated him. How painful it would be to live.

Feng Hongluan didn't dare to think about it. Thinking about it was a kind of pain, so painful that she couldn't breathe and felt stuffy in her heart.

She just wanted to hold him like this. Although her embrace was thin, she wanted to give him some warmth.

The two hugged each other tightly until each other's arms were numb, and they didn't want to separate.

It was late at night, the house was dark, and the spring rain was lingering outside. There was no lamp, but they still hugged each other and were speechless.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the door and the waiter outside asked if he wanted to bring some food to the two of them that they let go of each other. Their arms were already sore and swollen. They had never hugged someone like this in their life. Hong Yan stood up and twisted.

Sitting, his waist seemed to be twitching, he turned on the lamp, opened the door and asked the waiter to prepare some wine and food.

When they returned to the room, Feng Hongluan had already gotten out of bed. She stepped forward and spread her hands on his waist, rubbing him gently: "Are you tired? Did you hug him?"

"Even if I freeze into a fossil, I will still hold you."

He chuckled lightly, wrapped his arms around Feng Hongluan, and Feng Hongluan was pressed against his strong chest. Listening to his steady heartbeat, tears were almost falling, but he held it back and said calmly: "Your Majesty and Huai

The king came this morning."

"Um."

"You guessed it earlier, right?"

"Um."

"Hong Yan." Feng Hongluan pulled away from his embrace slightly, raised her head and looked at him, "Sorry, I think we have to go back."

"Um."

"I'm sorry, there are some things that I really can't help but ignore completely."

"I know, silly girl, but it was a wonderful trip. When the trip is over, we return to the starting point, but even if we return to the starting point, I will only have you as my wife."

"I know."

"I know you know."

"hehe!"

*

Capital City, Feng Mansion.

Pavilions, rockeries, rocks, green tiles and red walls complement each other.

Under the eaves of the corridor, the warm birds built their nests and chirped leisurely.

In the Cuiyuan Pavilion, the three-legged bronze cauldron with carved patterns is filled with smoke, exuding a sleepy aroma.

Ms. Dong, who was wearing a dark green dress, was taking a lunch break when her maid Lixiang hurried in and reported: "Madam, the young lady is back."

"Miss is back? Why is this child so ignorant of the rules? After returning home, she will not be able to go home for another month. Why can't she bear it and come back again? She must have been wronged at her husband's house. Hurry up.
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