Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 611 Guarding Her Grave
Chapter 643 Guarding Her Grave
A glass of wine was gone down to the last drop.

Xiao Ei's Zhengtai voice came: "Do you want to block the pain for you?"

This is a glass of throat-sealed poisonous wine, and the internal organs will be colic after drinking it.

Ruan Xiaoli refused calmly: "No need."

There is no need to shield, being poisoned to death is the end of the original owner, I want to experience completeness.

Feng Ancan took down the wooden stick supporting the window, and carefully covered the window. He didn't notice anything wrong with the woman behind him.

Looking back, he found that Ruan Xiaoli was looking at him without blinking.

He said, "Is it still cold with the windows closed?"

"It's not cold anymore."

Cold, still cold, her whole body seemed to have entered an ice cellar, only the belly was so hot that it seemed to be burned by fire.

It hurts, it hurts, it turns out this is what it feels like to wear intestinal poison.

Ruan Xiaoli's face turned pale visibly, and beads of sweat appeared on his fair forehead.

Feng Ancan immediately realized that something was wrong with her: "Li'er, what's wrong with you?"

The man quickly came over and knelt down in front of her, and he stretched out his hand to support her.

Being supported by someone, Ruan Xiaoli let go of his strength and threw himself into his arms.

"Hmm..." Ruan Xiaoli lay prone in his arms, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she let out a painful sob.

Feng Ancan was startled, and quickly went to feel her pulse, but she avoided her.

Ruan Xiaoli moved away from his wrist, forcing his eyes to lean on his chest with a painful expression.

"What's wrong? What did you eat? It's poisoned!"

Feng Ancan's eyes quickly swept across the table, he soon found out that there was something wrong with the wine, he picked up the empty glass and smelled it carefully, his expression changed instantly!
Toxic.

"Ahem." She in her arms suddenly vomited blood.

Ruan Xiaoli was unable to speak just now because she felt that there was a blood stasis, and now she finally vomited it out, her abdomen was on fire, and her vision began to blur: "Uncle, I. Am I going to die?"

She choked up and asked while vomiting blood, her voice was intermittent, as if she would die in the next second.

Only now did Feng Ancan know what it was like to be hurt like a knife, he trembled: "No, no, Uncle Huang is very good at medicine, Uncle Huang can save you."

Uncle Huang lied, how could this poison be so easy to cure.

Unless there is a magic elixir, but the magic elixir has been given to Concubine Xiang a few years ago.

Feng Ancan was very clear in his heart, but he still hugged her tightly: "Li'er, don't sleep, Uncle Huang can save you."

As he said that, he was exercising to detoxify her and make her sober.

Ruan Xiaoli felt her body warmed up, but her abdominal pain and consciousness did not return, and she became more and more sleepy.

"Uncle, who do you think wrote this? Why...you want to kill me, I...have never harmed anyone"

She whimpered like a poor little beast. She had never harmed anyone, and what she had harmed was also bullying herself. After she came to power, she had fun but did not harm anyone.

She also worked hard to control the floods, and she even used all her private money to subsidize the disaster relief.

She obviously didn't harm anyone, so why kill her?
The original owner might be licentious, but she wasn't, she wasn't!
People in this world are so indistinguishable from right from wrong.

"Li'er, Li'er! Open your eyes, don't sleep, and look at the emperor's uncle, okay? Look at the emperor's uncle, Li'er, I know you are not harmful, you are fine, don't sleep, please don't sleep."

Feng Ancan supported her body that was about to slide, her face was pale and her eyelids were covered.

"Li'er, open your eyes! No, no, ah!"

How could this be, they were chatting about the future just before the meal.

"Li'er, I know you haven't done anything. Aren't you staying in the palace? We agreed to go wandering together. Li'er, hold on, can you hear the emperor's uncle?"

"Uncle Huang will not go back to the temple. I will accompany you from now on, and will always be with you. I won't let you be bullied, okay?"

"Feng Liyun! Wake up! I beg you, please!"

When the guard outside heard the commotion inside the room, his face immediately changed, no, something happened.

The guard pushed the door open and said, "His Royal Highness King An, the Eldest Princess."

They shouted and were shocked by the scene before them before they had time to salute.

His Highness King An, who looked like a god's mansion, was crying at the moment, his eyes were scarlet, and the blue clothes he was wearing were stained with blood, and in his arms was His Highness the Eldest Princess whose chest was full of blood.

Her Royal Highness the Princess has lost her breath.

The guards were very impressed that day. His Royal Highness Wang An hugged the dead princess and sat in the room all night.

Concubine Xiang fainted when she found out about the incident, and when she woke up in the middle of the night, she was supported by the maid tremblingly to check, but His Highness King An was holding the body of the eldest princess and talking to himself, no one could shout he.

There are too many secrets that can be heard from his words.

Concubine Xiang was so shocked that everyone was not allowed to approach this room, and those who just heard it had better pretend to be deaf, or they would be executed!
The maids lowered their heads and pretended to be deaf, their hearts were shocked. Is this still the common people's belief in Buddha Lotus?

For a moment, it felt like His Royal Highness An Wang had fallen from the altar.

Feng Qilin also knew about this, he was so sad that he was furious: "Look, we must find the person who poisoned him!"

After giving the order, he asked everyone to back down.

Feng Qilin fell off the dragon chair. He sat on the ground hugging his knees and cried loudly. At this moment, he was crying like a child, not like the current emperor.

"Sister Huang, why is this happening? We finally had a good time."

He was crying, remembering the first time he met Huang Jie, he hugged his knees and cried loudly in the corner of the imperial garden. He was bullied by the emperor's brother, and the nanny disappeared, and he cried loudly in fear of being wronged.

Sister Huang appeared when he was sad. Sister Huang didn't laugh at him as a boy crying like this. She comforted him and gave him a piece of cake to eat.

Feng Qilin thought that piece of pastry was the best pastry he had ever eaten in his life.

But why is it like this, Miss Huang is gone, gone
He can no longer see Sister Huang smiling at him, can no longer hear Sister Huang's voice, and can't eat the cakes given by Sister Huang anymore
At dawn, Feng Ancan seemed to be a different person, his eyes were dull and his face was expressionless.

He went out of the hall and ordered the maid to bring a set of the eldest princess's favorite clothes.

He personally cleaned her body, put on fiery red clothes, painted her makeup, and did everything by himself.

Dressed up, she looked as if she had fallen asleep, but as soon as she got close to him, she knew that she was out of breath, and she really left.

At noon, the poisoner was found by Feng Ancan's people.

Feng Qilin came over: "Uncle Huang, I hope Ling Chi will execute these people!"

Feng Ancan was sitting by the bed. On the bed was the lifeless eldest princess. He stretched out his hand to straighten her hair, and said in a dead voice, "Sure."

Ling Chi's death, let these people also taste the severe pain that life is worse than death.

There are at least hundreds of people behind the poisoning. They are uprising in name, and they are bound to kill the eldest princess. They are very proud of their actions.

Feng Qilin dragged them to the imperial study room and talked, those people who were just proud to think that even if they died, they deserved to die instantly turned pale.

No, it's impossible, how could it be the flood caused by the eldest princess?
How could she take out so much money for disaster relief?

Didn't use the treasury to build the princess's mansion?
Feng Qilin hated these people: "Pull it down, Ling Chi will be executed! Without a thousand knives, I definitely can't die!"

Ling Chi's cruelty lies in using a small knife to cut off the prisoner's flesh piece by piece. He can shave off all the flesh and blood of the prisoner and still not die.

After dealing with these people, Feng Qilin went to the palace of the eldest princess.

He wanted to tell the world what Sister Huang had done, and make those who scolded Sister Huang repent.

But Feng Ancan rejected his request, he said: "Others, your sister Huang paved the way for you, if you want to say these things, it is not now."

The reason why Feng Qilin was able to sit firmly on the throne was because of his achievements in curing floods, which made the world look up to him with admiration.

If he wanted to tell the truth, he had to be capable.

Feng Qilin was woken up, he gritted his teeth secretly, he will try his best to secure the throne, and sooner or later, he will return the queen's innocence!
Three days later, the entire palace was covered with white silk.

The eldest princess is at the funeral.

It happened to be snowing that day, and the funeral procession lined up endlessly.

The eldest princess died, and His Royal Highness Wang An also returned to vulgarity inexplicably. For a moment, there were different opinions among the people. There were some unpleasant words and some neutral words.

In the following time, the most talked about in the teahouse was that the new emperor was a wise king, so what happened to him.

A year later, the new emperor suddenly released an imperial list, and the golden imperial list was posted all over towns, big and small.

The emperor's list clearly records his daily affairs during his first enthronement, how the eldest princess, who was once known by everyone as dissolute, taught the new emperor, taught him how to speak in the court, taught him the way of being a king, and the principles of life. .

Everyone who saw this imperial list was speechless, and no one dared to say that it was fake.

On the second day, at the foot of the cemetery of Princess Xishan, there were countless people worshiping, crying and kowtowing, and the road was full of sacrificial items.
There is a straw house on the top of the west mountain. There are no guards guarding the tomb here, only a stunning man in the straw house guards it.

This observation lasted for ten years, and the winter man died of depression ten years later.

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