Golden branches around the East Palace

Chapter 1302 Fengyang, Fengyang②
"Fengyang!" Feng Xiying called out, and wanted to go forward, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.

What did he see?
He saw Feng Yang who was thinner and paler than usual. He was only wearing a coat, and because of a fall, half of the coat fell off, exposing his blood-stained back.

Such a thin back was covered in criss-cross patterns at the moment, and the unhealed wounds were still oozing blood.

When Feng Yang heard Feng Xiying's voice, his body froze suddenly, and he became extremely frightened.

He instinctively wanted to find a place to hide, but in a panic, there was no way to hide, his fingers grabbed the corner of Feng Tan's clothes, full of longing.

He didn't want, didn't want Brother Qi to see him in such a mess...

He doesn't want to, don't do this...

Feng Tan understood what he was thinking, but he couldn't move as fast as Feng Xiying's movements.Feng Xiying has already walked over quickly and pushed Feng Tan away, supported Feng Yang, and said in a trembling voice: "Feng Yang, Feng Yang, what, what's wrong?"

What's going on here?
Suddenly remembered the second uncle I saw outside just now.

Feng Xiying's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and she couldn't recover for a long time. Second uncle...Feng Yang...

There was no way for Feng Yang to hide. Seeing Feng Xiying's shocked expression, he closed his eyes silently, and a tear fell down the corner of his eye.

Feng Xiying flusteredly reached out to wipe Fengyang's tears: "Fengyang, Fengyang, I, I will take you away."

Feng Xiying hugged Feng Yang and was about to go outside.

"Young master, find a doctor for Young Master Yang, he, he had a heart attack, I'm afraid, it won't last..." Feng Tan suddenly called Feng Xiying to stop, and said something.

Anyway, at this time, Feng Tan has no way to worry about Fengwang City's face and the city lord's anger. He knows that if he doesn't speak, it will probably become a thorn in his heart for the rest of his life, a fierce thorn Looking at the last trace of his conscience.

Feng Xiying froze for a moment, then quickly left the study with Fengyang in her arms.

But as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he was stopped by Feng Xiao who caught a glimpse of him: "Xi Ying, let him go!"

Feng Xiying didn't look at him, she insisted on holding Fengyang and was about to leave.

At this time, even if he doesn't pursue the truth, he still knows that it has something to do with his father.

Feng Xiao wanted to say something, but he was stabbed by Feng You's sword. Feng You's sword was ruthless and accurate. It was completely in the posture of killing Feng Xiao, so he had no choice but to dodge!

Feng Xiying took the opportunity to leave with Fengyang in her arms!

There is a doctor in the house, and Feng Xiying didn't care too much about the urgent matter, so she went directly to the doctor's courtyard and ordered him to treat Feng Yang, but the doctor shook his head after seeing it: "There is no way to return to heaven!"

Fengyang himself had a congenital heart disease, so he couldn't bear major stimuli, let alone Fengyou's continuous toss. As early as when Fengyou applied the medicine to him, he was already angry, and then he was tossed again. After nearly an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore!
The life-sustaining pills that Feng You gave him were only lasted for a while, and he had a heart attack, and he didn't take the medicine in time, and he was tossed like that, Feng Yang really couldn't do it this time!
"You think of a way! I beg you, think of a way!" Feng Xiying grabbed the doctor's collar and shouted loudly.

The doctor was taken aback by Feng Xiying. He had been in Fengwang City for so long, and he had never seen Feng Xiying lose his composure like this.

"Peng, Penglai Pavilion, maybe, maybe there is a way." The doctor said tremblingly.

Feng Xiying let go of him, hugged Fengyang, called Luanniao, and headed towards the direction of Penglai Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)