My wife is super cool

Chapter 421
He was prepared not to be understood by his father, and he also guessed that he would be scolded.

But when he was able to wake up for a short time after learning about his father, the strongest thought in his heart was to introduce his wife to his biological father.

I don't want to be blessed, I just want to tell my father that he is loved by someone now, and he is very happy.

Feng Qi looked at Lu Jingmo who was staring at him calmly in front of him, feeling the vitality slowly passing away in his body, and forgot to look into her eyes and asked:

"You, really, Ai Youer?"

It has nothing to do with his appearance or status, just pure and sincere love for him.

Lu Jingmo didn't flinch in the slightest:
"Love."

With magnanimous eyes and a luxurious temperament, Feng Qi asked again:

"Then, are you willing to give up your life for Yu'er?"

"Yes." Lu Jingmo said firmly:
"He lives and I live, and he dies and I die."

Feng Qi didn't know if she was shocked by her attitude, or what, so she didn't continue to ask.

He grabbed Ion Yu's hand, with tears in his eyes:
"Father, Empress, I hope Yu'er is happy."

He agreed.

There is no sense of blame at all.

Ion Yu choked up again.

In fact, the empress father forced him to swear because he was afraid that he would be used by an unruly woman, which would end up hurting his heart.

But from the bottom of my heart, I still hope that he can find happiness, meet a lover, and live a happy life.

Feng Qi's breath was barely audible, and he greedily stroked Ion You's opened face.

"You'er, this time, Empress Father is, really, going to leave."

"Father, it's a pity that I can't accompany you. You grow up, but, but, very proud."

"Because, my Yu'er has grown up very well, and is the most beautiful appearance my father has ever imagined."

Ion You couldn't help crying, just laughed.

When he wanted his father to leave, what he saw was his smile.

Feng Qi's voice is getting lower and lower:
"Father, I'm sorry. When you were young, I was so strict with you. Don't blame my father..."

"No wonder, no wonder."

Ion Yu shook his head violently:

"You'er never blamed the queen father."

Feng Qi smiled in relief:
"That's fine, that's fine..."

He turned his head very hard, with a bit of pleading in his eyes:

"You'er is a very good child. Can the empress dowager promise me that even if one day the beauty gets old and you don't like him anymore, please don't do anything that hurts him."

"Others are hurt by their wives, and they still have their father to protect them, but Yu'er, he has nothing."

His eyes were so heavy that he could hardly keep them open. A few seconds before his consciousness disappeared, he heard Lu Jingmo's answer:
"There won't be that day."

"Lonely love Yu'er is better than life,"

Feng Qi closed her eyes and went away in peace.

The hand holding Ion Yu gradually became cold and stiff.

The cries of the underground palace lasted all night.

Ion You's voice was hoarse from crying, and he couldn't even speak.

It didn't get better until a few days after Feng Qi's burial.

"Brother Ziyou, the flowers I picked for you just now, smell the fragrance!"

Xia Qingmiao held up a bunch of colorful flowers and went straight to the person who was reviewing the memorial.

"Picking flowers all day long, the imperial garden is almost bald by you.

That's what he said, but Ion You still took it, and said in a seemingly disgusted way:
"Your taste is really indescribable. You only pick some ugly picks."

Xia Qingmiao didn't bother with him, and cheerfully carried the vase, and inserted the flowers into it.

Yue'er, who was waiting on the side, stepped back quietly, allowing the two people in the room to bicker childishly from time to time.

Anyone can see that Lord Xia is thinking of ways to make the prince happy.

So are others.

Either to deliver snacks, or to talk about gossip.

It is Her Royal Highness, who has been entangled in military affairs recently, so she doesn't come so frequently.

(End of this chapter)