The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road
Chapter 1293 Fight for their king!
Chapter 1293 Fight for their king! (2)
But is such a woman worthy of Rong Xianyang's love at all costs alone?
"It doesn't matter! It's enough for me to have my father by my side all these years. I understand her difficulties and helplessness back then, and I—I won't blame her!" Lord Yanling said, his tone calm, without any hint of embarrassment. Emotional display.
Maybe he really didn't inherit Feng Qingmo's gentle and compassionate heart, even his own biological mother, because she was missing from the beginning, so when I mention it now, I don't feel wronged or missed when I know she is still in the world .
"That's good!" Rong Xianyang obviously understood his thoughts, his lips moved, and in the end he just sighed helplessly again.
"Father, you were seriously injured this time. Although Master and I joined hands to barely save your life, it will take a long time to heal after careful treatment, and—" Since Rong Xianyang's will is so firm, Yan Yan Mr. Ling didn't want to delve into what happened back then, so he changed the topic directly, and said with a worried and regretful expression: "From now on, you can't use force anymore!"
A person like Rong Xianyang is supposed to be a stunningly talented person who is always looked up to when he stands on the clouds. If he were to be turned into a mortal who would be lost in the vast crowd——
Even Lord Yanling would feel sorry and cruel.
However, he is also very clear——
For so many years, all the splendor of this man has long been superficial. The Rong Xianyang in front of him is no longer the high-spirited son of Zhenguo Gongfu. All his aura and the light that bloomed when he was young and vigorous , has long been eaten away by the emotional pain little by little, and the rest——
But one still looks like a glamorous skin.
"Oh——" Rong Xianyang's mood didn't fluctuate too much, he just smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that the coach of Nanzheng is going to change someone else."
"Yeah!" Lord Yanling nodded in a muffled voice, "I will go to the palace to report my father's injury to him later, as for what to do next, then we don't need to worry about it."
Rong Xianyang is abolished. It is estimated that Emperor Chongming will cross his name off his hostile list in the future. In fact, this was supposed to be a good opportunity for him to kill both Rong Xianyang and Fengyi at the same time, but there are thousands of calculations—
Everyone underestimated Fengyi.
The Great Wall Tribe with Fengyi in power will definitely be at odds with the imperial court from now on, and the drums of this vile battle are about to sound.
This time I lost Rong Xianyang——
Actually speaking, for Emperor Chongming, it was not something worth celebrating.
"Aren't you finished yet? Didn't this old boy only have half his life left? If you want him to die, just hang around here!" The old man Yanling adjusted the medicine and kept his hands With a steaming small porcelain bowl upside down, grinning, and hopping in from the outside, it seems that he has completely recovered from the previous gaffe.
Lord Yanling wisely got up and walked to the side to make room for him.
"Hurry up and go to sleep. Who do you blame for making it like this today? You asked for it! At the beginning, my old man advised you to stop her, but you didn't listen. She is lacking in heart, and you are more lacking than him. It's too late to regret it now, no one has pity on you!" The old man Yanling was not angry with Rong Xianyang, he quickly stuffed him with the hot medicine bowl in his hand, and grabbed his earlobe with both hands.
Rong Xianyang smiled silently, then quietly buried himself in drinking the medicine——
He still remembers the scene of the old man in Yanling crying with snot and tears because of that incident. Feng Qingmo is his favorite student, and the old man has always been proud of her, and even regarded her as his own daughter like love.If you are reluctant to give up, how much old man Yanling has, and what Rong Xianyang has, can only be more than him, not less than him, but he is more sensible and understands Feng Qingmo better than old man Yanling——
If he forcibly stops her, even if Feng Qingmo can be safe and sound, she will suffer from the guilt of not being able to protect her brother all her life. She suffers every day and cannot be happy!
So, he fulfilled her so cruelly and resolutely, and sent her away without her knowing it!
There is no news for 21 years, and the pain of lovesickness for the past 21 years has only been borne by him, for just such a humble wish——
He wants his beloved woman alive!Let her live a peaceful life without any burden.
After confirming that Rong Xianyang was safe, Lord Yanling reckoned that the burial ceremony for the Empress Dowager should have been completed, so he rushed to the palace to tell Emperor Chongming the "bad news" that Rong Xianyang could no longer lead the army.
Chu Xunyang watched him leave, but seemed to be lingering at Rong Xianyang's place unintentionally until the end. The old man Yanling urged, "Aren't you leaving? What are you doing here?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask, I don't know if father needs anything here!" Chu Xunyang smiled back at him kindly, and followed him out of the room obediently.
It was already past noon at that time, and the sun outside was very strong. When the sunlight shone on the floor tiles at the door, people felt dry and drowsy.
When he walked into the yard, Chu Xunyang was still a little absent-minded, so he stopped, raised his hand to block the sun, and went to see the noisy cicadas on the sycamore tree in the yard.
The old man Yanling pouted his beard and went to the nearby stone table and sat down on his buttocks, raised his eyebrows and coughed, "What are you still standing there for? If you are free, let me check your pulse!"
This old man is really like an old child, and he still has to hold on to his face to make a fuss over such a small matter.
"I'm fine, Junyu just checked my pulse before going out in the morning." Chu Xunyang was not so ignorant of the so-called hospitality, he said so, but he still walked over obediently.
"What can his three-legged cat do?" Old man Yanling snorted.
Chu Xunyang bent over and sat down on the stone bench beside him.
The old man Yanling narrowed his eyes, twisted his beard with one hand, and shook his head to get her pulse. After a long while, he looked at Chu Xunyang from the corner of his eyes like a monster, and said, "You are a difficult girl, but you are not a good girl." Very solid!"
"Actually, master, what you really want to see is Junyu's child, but do you still want me to take the blame for him?" Chu Xunyang pulled down his sleeves and deliberately teased him.
"I don't know good people!" The old man Yanling was narrow-minded, and couldn't bear such sarcasm, so he got up and walked to the side room with his sleeves thrown.
Chu Xunyang also stood up, but did not stop him. He just looked at his back and asked suddenly, calmly, "Doesn't Master know where mother has gone?"
The old man Yanling stopped suddenly, but that moment ended extremely quickly, and then he turned around quickly.
(End of this chapter)
But is such a woman worthy of Rong Xianyang's love at all costs alone?
"It doesn't matter! It's enough for me to have my father by my side all these years. I understand her difficulties and helplessness back then, and I—I won't blame her!" Lord Yanling said, his tone calm, without any hint of embarrassment. Emotional display.
Maybe he really didn't inherit Feng Qingmo's gentle and compassionate heart, even his own biological mother, because she was missing from the beginning, so when I mention it now, I don't feel wronged or missed when I know she is still in the world .
"That's good!" Rong Xianyang obviously understood his thoughts, his lips moved, and in the end he just sighed helplessly again.
"Father, you were seriously injured this time. Although Master and I joined hands to barely save your life, it will take a long time to heal after careful treatment, and—" Since Rong Xianyang's will is so firm, Yan Yan Mr. Ling didn't want to delve into what happened back then, so he changed the topic directly, and said with a worried and regretful expression: "From now on, you can't use force anymore!"
A person like Rong Xianyang is supposed to be a stunningly talented person who is always looked up to when he stands on the clouds. If he were to be turned into a mortal who would be lost in the vast crowd——
Even Lord Yanling would feel sorry and cruel.
However, he is also very clear——
For so many years, all the splendor of this man has long been superficial. The Rong Xianyang in front of him is no longer the high-spirited son of Zhenguo Gongfu. All his aura and the light that bloomed when he was young and vigorous , has long been eaten away by the emotional pain little by little, and the rest——
But one still looks like a glamorous skin.
"Oh——" Rong Xianyang's mood didn't fluctuate too much, he just smiled bitterly and said: "It seems that the coach of Nanzheng is going to change someone else."
"Yeah!" Lord Yanling nodded in a muffled voice, "I will go to the palace to report my father's injury to him later, as for what to do next, then we don't need to worry about it."
Rong Xianyang is abolished. It is estimated that Emperor Chongming will cross his name off his hostile list in the future. In fact, this was supposed to be a good opportunity for him to kill both Rong Xianyang and Fengyi at the same time, but there are thousands of calculations—
Everyone underestimated Fengyi.
The Great Wall Tribe with Fengyi in power will definitely be at odds with the imperial court from now on, and the drums of this vile battle are about to sound.
This time I lost Rong Xianyang——
Actually speaking, for Emperor Chongming, it was not something worth celebrating.
"Aren't you finished yet? Didn't this old boy only have half his life left? If you want him to die, just hang around here!" The old man Yanling adjusted the medicine and kept his hands With a steaming small porcelain bowl upside down, grinning, and hopping in from the outside, it seems that he has completely recovered from the previous gaffe.
Lord Yanling wisely got up and walked to the side to make room for him.
"Hurry up and go to sleep. Who do you blame for making it like this today? You asked for it! At the beginning, my old man advised you to stop her, but you didn't listen. She is lacking in heart, and you are more lacking than him. It's too late to regret it now, no one has pity on you!" The old man Yanling was not angry with Rong Xianyang, he quickly stuffed him with the hot medicine bowl in his hand, and grabbed his earlobe with both hands.
Rong Xianyang smiled silently, then quietly buried himself in drinking the medicine——
He still remembers the scene of the old man in Yanling crying with snot and tears because of that incident. Feng Qingmo is his favorite student, and the old man has always been proud of her, and even regarded her as his own daughter like love.If you are reluctant to give up, how much old man Yanling has, and what Rong Xianyang has, can only be more than him, not less than him, but he is more sensible and understands Feng Qingmo better than old man Yanling——
If he forcibly stops her, even if Feng Qingmo can be safe and sound, she will suffer from the guilt of not being able to protect her brother all her life. She suffers every day and cannot be happy!
So, he fulfilled her so cruelly and resolutely, and sent her away without her knowing it!
There is no news for 21 years, and the pain of lovesickness for the past 21 years has only been borne by him, for just such a humble wish——
He wants his beloved woman alive!Let her live a peaceful life without any burden.
After confirming that Rong Xianyang was safe, Lord Yanling reckoned that the burial ceremony for the Empress Dowager should have been completed, so he rushed to the palace to tell Emperor Chongming the "bad news" that Rong Xianyang could no longer lead the army.
Chu Xunyang watched him leave, but seemed to be lingering at Rong Xianyang's place unintentionally until the end. The old man Yanling urged, "Aren't you leaving? What are you doing here?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask, I don't know if father needs anything here!" Chu Xunyang smiled back at him kindly, and followed him out of the room obediently.
It was already past noon at that time, and the sun outside was very strong. When the sunlight shone on the floor tiles at the door, people felt dry and drowsy.
When he walked into the yard, Chu Xunyang was still a little absent-minded, so he stopped, raised his hand to block the sun, and went to see the noisy cicadas on the sycamore tree in the yard.
The old man Yanling pouted his beard and went to the nearby stone table and sat down on his buttocks, raised his eyebrows and coughed, "What are you still standing there for? If you are free, let me check your pulse!"
This old man is really like an old child, and he still has to hold on to his face to make a fuss over such a small matter.
"I'm fine, Junyu just checked my pulse before going out in the morning." Chu Xunyang was not so ignorant of the so-called hospitality, he said so, but he still walked over obediently.
"What can his three-legged cat do?" Old man Yanling snorted.
Chu Xunyang bent over and sat down on the stone bench beside him.
The old man Yanling narrowed his eyes, twisted his beard with one hand, and shook his head to get her pulse. After a long while, he looked at Chu Xunyang from the corner of his eyes like a monster, and said, "You are a difficult girl, but you are not a good girl." Very solid!"
"Actually, master, what you really want to see is Junyu's child, but do you still want me to take the blame for him?" Chu Xunyang pulled down his sleeves and deliberately teased him.
"I don't know good people!" The old man Yanling was narrow-minded, and couldn't bear such sarcasm, so he got up and walked to the side room with his sleeves thrown.
Chu Xunyang also stood up, but did not stop him. He just looked at his back and asked suddenly, calmly, "Doesn't Master know where mother has gone?"
The old man Yanling stopped suddenly, but that moment ended extremely quickly, and then he turned around quickly.
(End of this chapter)
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