Only love ghost doctor poison concubine

Chapter 217 Heartbroken at the death of King Zheng (4)
Feng Li took a step and hugged her again. Yuan Chuhan struggled and said hoarsely, "Let me go! Feng Li, you bastard, you said you would protect him. You villain, I'll kill you Turning around, Yuan Chuhan beat and kicked Fengli crazily with both hands and feet.

Feng Li retreated step by step, but never let go of her.

"All of this is your fault! You took me away, left him here, and pretended to protect him! You bastard, bastard!" The fire burned everything, the burning sound, and The hoarse roar echoed in the gradually brightening sky.

It was very quiet, no one spoke, just looking at Yuan Chuhan and listening to her yelling, everyone was speechless.

"You said you would protect him...you said..." The beating and kicking gradually stopped, and Yuan Chuhan slid straight down to the ground, tears dripping down his cheeks, soaking the ground like spring rain.

The person who was beaten squatted down with her, hugged her, and let her choke in his arms.

The cry was small, and gradually became louder, but the sadness was also strong and could not be resolved.

The sky was bright, but after a while, a layer of dark clouds floated over, covering the entire sky.

The former Prince Zheng's Mansion was burned to the ground with nothing left, a pile of black residue on the ground, and the remaining smoke curled up.

On the grass in the willow forest, there were more than twenty corpses, but one corpse was covered with clothes, covering its face.

Five or six meters away, two people sat on the ground.Feng Li hugged Yuan Chuhan, his handsome face showed no expression, it was condensed and intimidating.

The person in her arms was still crying, not loudly, and her body was twitching as she cried.

The governor of Chenzhou rushed into Liulin with his officers and soldiers, but he didn't expect that Prince Zheng's mansion had already been burned.Moreover, the regent is actually there.

He straightened his clothes and wanted to walk over, but Du Jun blocked his way. At this time, it is best not to pass by anyone.

The guards and local officers and soldiers moved quickly and carried away all the corpses. Fu Yin gave up his own garden to store Zheng Wang's body.

The sky did not know when it began to drizzle, piercing through the branches and leaves of the willows and falling to the ground.

But those two people didn't feel anything, and kept embracing each other silently.

The guards who had sorted out all the matters stood not far away. At this time, even if there were knives in the sky, no one would care.

King Zheng's Mansion was burned down by a fire, and the news of the death of the aged King Zheng spread to the whole Chenzhou City at a very fast speed. The governor also sent people to the imperial capital to report to the emperor.

It was almost noon, and the rain poured down, and the people in the city were sighing, it was God shedding tears for the tragic death of King Zheng.

Heyuan, the garden of the governor of Chenzhou, is covered with white gauze at this time.

In the ancestral hall that is temporarily used as a mourning hall, a coffin is placed in the center.The coffin is plain, just like the person lying in it, he has been so plain all his life.

Yuan Chuhan, who was drenched all over, stood beside the coffin, her wet hair was sticking to her face, and the water dripped down the tip of her hair, but she didn't notice it.

His eyes were red and swollen, and deep in his pupils was an indelible sadness.

She really didn't expect this to happen, even if she thought about it, she would not leave him alone in Chenzhou, she would keep him by her side no matter what.

It has been two years since she came to this world, and during the two years, most of her memories have him.The old man tried his best to treat her well, even though she had become different from his former daughter, but he had no doubts, as always.

It was raining heavily, outside the ancestral hall, Qi Yang braved the rain and ran in, holding a white filial robe.

Walking to Fengli who was standing on the side, Qi Yang whispered: "My lord, you and my concubine are both soaked, change your clothes."

Feng Li's eyes moved slightly, and he was also covered in rainwater. There was a puddle of water under his feet, all flowing from his clothes.

Looking at the person whose back was facing him, Feng Li moved his feet and walked over.

"Change your clothes." He raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, the shoulder under the palm was cool.

Downcast eyes, tears fell to the ground.Turning around, looking at Fengli, her red and swollen eyes were covered with mist.

Feng Li put his arms around her shoulders and led her away from the mourning hall.

The heavy rain continued, and the rainwater gathered on the ground turned into rivers, flowing in all directions.

Wearing white filial piety clothes, Yuan Chuhan stood outside the mourning hall, watching the non-stop heavy rain, her heart seemed to be twisted.

In her previous life, plus this life, it was the first time she experienced what it was like to be sad.

In that world, she was accompanied only by a careless mother, and she had never experienced what kind of existence her father was like.

Zheng Wang, this old man, made her deeply understand the meaning of father in just two years.

No one has ever been so kind to her, for no reason.

The white figure came over, Fengli looked at her, his deep eyes were full of emotions.

Jaw clenched, he took a deep breath, then walked over to her.

"From then on, I don't have a father." It was so short, only two years.If she had known earlier, she would have never left him.

Feng Li looked down at the rainwater flowing on the ground, hesitant to speak several times.

"I'm sorry." Finally, he said it.

Yuan Chuhan turned his head and looked at the people around him, the people who would never bow their heads bowed their heads.

"It has nothing to do with you, what I said at that time..." At that time, she didn't choose what to say, and she didn't know who to blame.In fact, he was the one to blame, but he took it out on him.

Holding her hand, Feng Li looked up at her, she didn't need to explain, he understood.

"Let's go." He took her hand and walked into the mourning hall again.

The plain coffin was still there, Yuan Chuhan walked up to him, raised his hand on the coffin, "I want to see him."

"Don't look, let King Zheng rest in peace." Grabbing her hand, Feng Li stopped her.

Yuan Chuhan knew what he meant, it must be miserable, he didn't want her to see it.

Hugging Yuan Chuhan's body, Fengli took her out of the coffin.

Kneeling down on the futon, spreading filial piety clothes on the floor, pale and mournful.

The heavy rain continued, and in the mourning hall, Feng Li accompanied Yuan Chuhan to kneel beside the coffin.No one in this world can make him kneel down. At this moment, he kneels here without complaint.

In the evening, housekeepers from all over the world rushed over, wading through the heavy rain, like rainmen.

When the sky darkened, there were more than 20 people kneeling in the mourning hall, wearing filial belts around their waists.

"Master!" In the rainy night, Lu Qian from the imperial capital waited for the butler to arrive, and rushed into the mourning hall. After saying "Master", there was nothing else to say.All the seven-foot men had tears in their eyes.

Like Lu Qian and others, in the most difficult time, it was King Zheng who gave them a bowl of food to make them what they are today.

In the mourning hall, there were choked up cries one after another, and the first few big butlers were full of filial piety, and their eyes were pale.

(End of this chapter)