The return of the fierce wife mistakenly provokes the regent

Chapter 711

Si Heng was full of worries, but he didn't show it, because nothing was more important than Yue'er's life.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to protect the imperial capital, and I will not let Yue'er make any mistakes." Although Si Heng felt that Minghua should stay, he also knew that there were priorities, and Minghua had always been measured.

"Yeah." Minghua nodded.

The two left the Zhenwei Hou Mansion one after the other, and Soul Slayer was already waiting there with afterimages.

After Ming Hua got on his horse, without further delay, he pulled the rein and galloped towards the city gate.

However, what Minghua did not expect was that this trip to the snowy region would actually separate him from Shangyue.

Si Heng watched as the figures of the master and the servant quickly disappeared from sight, and the words that were meant to be spoken were not uttered after all.

He originally wanted to tell Minghua that Fumanluo's antidote was already in sight, but he held back and didn't say anything.

After all, it has been so long since Feng Ya wrote a letter last time, but there is still no news. Has the situation changed?

And Yue'er is about to give birth, and her health condition is getting worse and worse. He is afraid that in the end, everyone will be happy for nothing, but because of missing the time, Yue'er will be harmed.

Therefore, seeing that Minghua was going to the top of the snowy region to get the Soul Locking Fruit, he finally endured it and said nothing.

Feng Ya, it's best not to lie to him...

He looked in the direction of Yuchen Kingdom, his cold eyes gradually turned cold.

……

And when Minghua went to the top of the snowy area to get the soul-locking fruit, Yuchen Kingdom was already in chaos.

Yuchen Kingdom, East Palace.

Dongfang Jun hugged Feng Ya's already icy body, her warm eyes were full of ferocious blood, and he held a piece of letter paper in his hand. There were only eight short words on it, but it aroused a monstrous hatred in his heart.

It was these eight words that made Feng Ya desperate, even her life.

"Aya, that's why you like him so much? You like him so much that you don't even want to die?"

His voice was low, like anger or pain.

Duan Fangyan's face, which was always well maintained, suddenly looked old.

He looked at Feng Ya in Dongfang Jun's arms with a dead expression on his face. If the servant hadn't supported him, he might have been unable to stand and fell down.

Fengya...his Yaya...

Feng Jin closed her eyes, turned around suddenly, stepped out, and roared angrily: "Come on, bring Feng Ling back, life or death!"

"Yes." The imperial guards responded respectfully and neatly, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands slashed across the ground, making a piercing and killing sound.

Feng Ling let the tears splash on his face, and galloped his horse towards the pier by the sea.

This is the first time he has cried since he grew up so big.

In her mind, the words Feng Ya entrusted to herself before she died always appeared.

"Feng Ling, this is the first time I beg you, I hope you can fulfill my willfulness..."

"Why?" Feng Ling looked at the bright red liquid continuously gushing from her wrist, and roared like crazy.

Yes, he did like Situ Shangyue, very much, but he didn't like him enough to ask his own sister to sacrifice her life to save her life.

"I really love Si Heng. It was I who forced him...Feng Ling, do you know? I forced him. You don't know how helpless a person with his temper is when I forced him, but After all, I used the poison on Situ Shangyue to get him... Am I bad? There is probably no such bad woman in this world... So, he looks down on me, even the slightest bit. I don't even like it... But no matter how bad I am, I still have the minimum credit. Since I promised him that I would help him find Fumanluo's antidote, I will definitely keep my promise... Si Heng said, if Situ Shangyue's If the poison can be cured, he will definitely marry me... You don't know how happy I was when I received his letter... It's a pity that there is only one blood jade in this world, and Fumanluo's antidote can only be refined. Make a copy..." Feng Ya spoke intermittently, the blood on her face gradually faded, and finally she was as pale as paper.

(End of this chapter)