This palace is not your concubine: don't be mad, Your Majesty

Chapter 314 The Crown Prince, Be the Son-in-Law of Lord Yan 2
Ximen Yi nodded, she knew that Qiqi really felt that she had hit hard.

In fact, the fact has already been created, is it useful to say sorry?
This is not the same as giving a child a slap and a candy to coax him. It is a tool for the dignity of a man and the inheritance of the family.

However, as a woman, Maggie would not understand these things.

When Ximen Yi returned to Feng Ziming's place, Feng Ziming was still awake, just staring at the candle lightly.

The guards in the inn, he has already been dealt with, even if the wind roars for a while, they will not be discovered.

"Prince, you haven't slept for three days, you should take a rest, we will return to the palace tomorrow."

Ximen Yi walked over and shouted at Feng Zi.

"Uncle Wang, do I still look like a man when I live like this?"

Feng Ziming raised his head slowly, his face and eyes were sunken, already haggard and out of shape.

To be honest, facing such Feng Ziming, Ximen Yi really couldn't do anything.

"Here, Prince, after returning to the palace, we can ask the imperial physician to see it again, maybe..."

Ximen Yi actually tried to persuade him with kind words.

"Uncle Wang, you lied to me. So many doctors said it was impossible. What can the imperial doctor do?"

Feng Ziming shook his head feebly.

"Maybe there is. Don't worry about it, the prince. Maybe there are some magic doctors among the people. Maybe..."

"Impossible, I know, that's impossible, if I go back like this, my father will definitely abolish my crown prince, hahaha..."

Feng Ziming cried and laughed, he had already thought clearly.

Not only will father abolish his crown prince, but other brothers will also laugh at him, and for the rest of his life.

In this life, he can no longer hold his head up. To live is to let more people humiliate him. He no longer has the courage to live.

Hearing this, Ximen Yi felt that there was no need to act anymore, and he felt that he did not need to do anything.

"Then what are you going to do? Don't go back, or hide it from the emperor?"

Ximen Yi put the sword on the bed, sat down on the side of the bed and asked Feng Ziming.

"Is this sword for me?"

Feng Ziming looked at Jian on the bed and smiled distraughtly.

"If you need to sword you?"

Ximen Yi said with a wicked smile as he tore off Feng Zhining's mask.

(End of this chapter)