Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Zhan Beixiao's breath trembled, his whole body was filled with evil spirit.

At this moment, Steward Fei went downstairs with a serious face: "The prince is awake, he wants to see the young lady and Lord Zhan."

Hearing this, Bai Yangyang wiped away tears, stood up, and held Zhan Beixiao's hand, "Let's go upstairs first."

When Zhan Beixiao heard this, he felt as if his heart was being grabbed by an unknown big hand, and his breathing became a little tense.

"Look at Fei Chong, don't even think about flying a fly out of here tonight!"

Fei Hang's people had already surrounded Wang Jue's mansion, with three floors inside and three floors outside.

Zhan Beixiao led Bai Yangyang upstairs.

She walked slowly, her breathing was slightly rapid, her little hands were shaking, Zhan Beixiao hugged her up, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Bai Yangyang grabbed the hem of his shirt and whimpered, "Honey, is dad okay?"

Zhan Beixiao rubbed her head: "It's okay, it's okay."

Butler Fei followed behind, blushing.

On the second floor, Bai Yangyang broke free from Zhan Beixiao's arms, sucked his nose, and pushed open the bedroom door.

Fei Hang lay on the bed. In just a few hours, he was much more haggard than before.

A face was waxy white, without a trace of blood.

The doctors stood aside, knowing that there was nothing to do, but they were still sad.

Seeing them coming, Fei Hang signaled the doctors to leave.

There were only three people left in the bedroom. Bai Yangyang sat by the bed and held Fei Hang's hand: "Dad, are you okay now?"

Fei Hang rolled his eyes slightly, tightened his fingers slightly, and reluctantly said, "Don't cry."

"Dad, don't leave us behind. I left you some medicine before. You can take it, okay?"

Bai Yangyang burst into tears, choked up and said.

Fei Hang means a lot to her.

When she was in Hwaseong, Fei Hang didn't say anything, but he took care of her a lot.

When she returned to the balcony of the imperial capital, Fei Hang often called to inquire, and the various fruit teas developed by the housekeeper were sent to the imperial capital, as well as various precious medicinal materials.

Fei Hang's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes fell on her stomach: "Yangyang, Dad missed the appointment, and we can't wait for the child to be born."

He had already figured it out.

Tonight is the best time. After tonight, Fei Chong will be completely useless.

He wants Fei Chong to be charged with an unshakable crime. In this way, Fei Chong has no strength to resist, and the 30 years of his forbearance have finally come to fruition.

Bai Yangyang sobbed, "Dad, don't go, you promised us, you have to wait until the gardenias bloom, you have to wait for the child to come out, and call you Grandpa."

Fei Hang was a little embarrassed, but his time was running out.

"Yangyang, listen to me, I haven't been able to stay with Ah Xiao for so many years. It's because I didn't do well. From now on, Ah Xiao will leave it to you. You have to promise me that you will stay with him and don't leave him. .”

Bai Yangyang nodded hurriedly, "I promise you, I promise you."

Fei Hang tried his best to touch her face: "Good boy."

Bai Yangyang whimpered.

Zhan Beixiao stood aside, silent all the time. After a long while, he walked to the bed and put his hand on Bai Yangyang's shoulder: "Don't cry."

She is still pregnant, so don't get too excited.

Bai Yangyang nodded, with red eye circles, wiped away tears, choked up with sobs: "Ah Xiao, talk to Dad."

She got up holding her stomach, walked aside, tears kept falling.

Zhan Beixiao looked at Fei Hang condescendingly. The moment the father and son looked at each other, there was a faint fire.

He sat down with deep eyes: "You shouldn't use yourself as bait."

This family dinner tonight is too strange.

The current situation of Fei Hang confirmed that his guess was correct.

Fei Hang bet his own life, angered Fei Chong, and said something that should not be said. What happened tonight will completely change the pattern of Hwaseong.

Fei Hang knew that he couldn't hide it, and his lips trembled slightly: "For so many years, I have been supporting this body for Hwaseong, for your mother, and for you. For 30 years, I couldn't sleep at night. I want to find your mother here, but I can't."

"In my life, there are three most important people, my father, Mianmian, and you. Before my father died, he entrusted Hwaseong to me, hoping that I could take on the responsibility and lead Hwaseong out of the predicament. Years, I did it."

"When Mianmian married me, I swore that I would give her happiness, and I swore that I would treat her well, but I let her down, and I also made you up and down, and made you feel the pain of the world..."

He was short of breath, and there was a thick smell of blood in his mouth: "I have not failed my father's confession, and I have not failed the entire Hwaseong city, but I am sorry for Mianmian and you."

Zhan Beixiao's eyes were scarlet: "I know I'm sorry, why can't I discuss it with me before making a decision?"

"Ah Xiao."

He choked up: "I've had enough. I also wanted to be with you longer, but your mother has been waiting for me for many years. I promised before that I will be with her every new year in the future."

"I missed appointments for 30 years, and this year, I don't want to miss appointments."

Fei Hang's face was gloomy, and he was already on the verge of death.

Zhan Beixiao's tears fell unexpectedly. He looked at the tears on his fingertips and trembled all over: "But, you haven't spent the New Year with me yet."

In his whole life, he has worked so hard that everyone deserves it.

I am only sorry for him and Gu Mian.

For more than 30 years, he has never felt the love of his father, let alone spent a New Year in a complete family.

Obviously this year is coming to an end.

Why can't we wait any longer?

When Bai Yangyang heard this, tears fell even more fiercely.

Fei Hang forced his lips together, and his eyes were extremely gentle: "It's Dad who is sorry for you. Dad can't hold on anymore. You have to be good in the future."

Zhan Beixiao held his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand popped out. He lowered his voice: "I will take care of Fei Chong. I will not let anyone who hurt you or my mother be let go. Don't worry, Huacheng I will hand it over to someone more suitable."

He can agree to anything, but he can't stay in Hwaseong.

Fei Hang seemed to have expected it long ago, his fingers trembling slightly, "I have something to say, and I want to talk to you alone."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yangyang left the bedroom.

As soon as she came out, she saw Mo Qingshuang waiting at the door, so she hugged Mo Qingshuang and sobbed.

Mo Qingshuang is not a sentimental person, blushing at this moment, hugging her and comforting her in a low voice.

Everyone in Fei's family was there, Fei Chong leaned aside, his face was gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The bedroom door was closed.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a click.

The door opened.

Zhan Beixiao came out from inside with a gloomy complexion and reddish eye circles, but he could no longer see the previous collapse.

"Battle Lord—"

Steward Fei looked over and seemed to have expected it, but he refused to face the result.

"Inform the media that my father is gone."

The moment the words fell, Bai Yangyang cried even more fiercely, and the housekeeper and servants beside him fell to their knees.

In an instant, Wang Jue's mansion was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds.

The bodyguards outside the door heard the cries and seemed to have expected something.