minister wants to kill the king

Feng Su looked at Xue Lang in despair, his pupils dilated slightly, tears welled up from his eyes and ran across his cheeks, even the small moles at the corners of his eyes seemed to become dull.

He is going to die.Xue Lang thought indifferently.

Feng Su died, and his revenge was avenged.

But Xue Lang was still unhappy. Over the past few years, he had been thinking about killing Feng Su day and night. This was his obsession and his inner demon.

But now that Feng Su was about to die, he was not in a happy mood.

The hand holding Xue Lang gradually became weak, Feng Su's fingers trembled twice, and finally hung down exhausted.

Xue Lang let go, Feng Su slid down the tree trunk and fell to the ground.

'Killing Feng Su like this seems to be a bit cheap for him. Xue Lang's thoughts changed suddenly, and he suddenly changed his mind. 'take it slow'

Xue Lang kicked Feng Su who fell to the ground.

Feng Su closed his eyes and remained motionless.

died?

Xue Lang's heart sank, he knelt down with a frown, and patted Feng Su's face, but Feng Su still didn't respond.Xue Lang stretched out his hand to Feng Su's nose again, with only a faint breath.

So Xue Lang picked up Feng Su, supported his head with one hand, and pressed his thumb against him. After pressing for a while, Feng Su still didn't respond.

Xue Lang gave an irritable "tsk", stared at Feng Su's face for a while, pushed aside the wet hair that was sticking to his face, lowered his head, and kissed it——

After crossing in one breath, Feng Su finally got breath and began to cough violently.

Seeing that Feng Su was breathing, Xue Lang threw him on the ground, went to lead the horse, threw the body of Concubine Xiang and Feng Su on Feisha's back, and led the two horses to the depths of the woods.

Feng Su felt that he had had a long, long dream. In the dream, it was an afternoon. Concubine Xiang was sitting at the table, her fingers fluttering, and she didn't know what she was knitting; while Feng Rongjin was lying on the edge of the table, looking at him with sneaky eyes, stealing a piece of snacks on the table from time to time; after a while, the father came in

Concubine Xiang finished knitting the things in her hands, and took them out with a smile, "I knit one for each of you father and son, one big and one small, just right."

In her hand, she was holding two crooked nets, under which fell two snow-white jade pendants.

Feng Su shed tears all over his face, opened his eyes, and woke up.

This is a simple thatched hut, small and cramped, with air leaks from all sides, and the whole room is filled with a musty smell.There was nothing in the room, Feng Su was lying on the straw mat with a dazed expression on his face.

He turned his head, but saw a person sitting in the corner, it was Xue Lang.

Xue Lang didn't put on his shirt, and was lowering his head to bandage the wound. His entire chest was covered with scars cut by the knife. There were several deep bone-deep lines that were still bleeding, and the bandage was stained red as soon as he put it on.

Feng Su gasped subconsciously, Xue Lang kept moving his hands, and raised his head to look at Feng Su.

The bones on his body seemed to have been displaced, and they were all beaten by Xue Lang. Feng Su looked at Xue Lang in horror, fearing that the other party would go crazy again.

Xue Lang wrapped up the wound and walked over with a sullen face.

Feng Su shrank back subconsciously.

However, Xue Lang bypassed him and went out the door. After a while, he came in with a broken bowl, which was filled with black concoction.

Xue Lang held out the bowl in front of Feng Su, "Drink."

Feng Su looked at Xue Lang in horror. His mind was in a mess. There were too many changes in the past few days. It's still a mess.

Did Xue Lang leak the authentic secret?He took refuge in Fenghuai City?No wonder he wanted to kill himself just now, but why did he stop again?

Could it be that Xue Lang regretted not killing himself in the bowl of medicine in front of him?

Feng Su frightened: "Are you going to poison me to death?"

Xue Lang: ""

Xue Lang's face turned dark, and he simply stretched out his hand to pinch Feng Su's jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, picked up the medicine bowl and poured it in, Feng Su struggled crazily, yelling something vaguely in his mouth.

Xue Lang paused, put the bowl to his mouth in doubt and took a sip—the medicine was hot.

Feng Su's tongue was numb from the heat, and he couldn't help panting heavily. He realized that this was the medicine for his wounds.

Xue Lang scooped up a spoonful of the medicine angrily, glanced at Feng Su, blew it, and roughly fed it to Feng Su with the spoon.

This was simply the most uncomfortable medicine Feng Su had ever taken. Xue Lang took one spoonful after another, without giving Feng Su any time to breathe, and Feng Su almost choked to death from the medicine.However, he dared not speak, for fear that Xue Lang would beat him up again.

After drinking the medicine, Feng Su looked at Xue Lang tremblingly, and said with a big tongue: "Li..."

Xue Lang looked at him impatiently.

Feng Su: "" It's over, my tongue is so hot that I can't speak.

Xue Lang said: "Drink the medicine and go to bed. It's still raining. Let's go when the rain stops."

Feng Su nodded hurriedly, his mind was full of doubts, he wanted to ask Xue Lang a lot of questions, but seeing Xue Lang's impatient look, he was a little afraid, Xue Lang's beating made Feng Su subconscious when he saw him now of fear.

Overnight, everyone became extremely strange.

The bowl of medicine has the effect of calming the nerves, thinking about it, Feng Su's mind started to become chaotic again, and fell asleep again after a while.

This time he didn't dream again, the rain was pattering, Feng Su slept very lightly, he seemed to hear Xue Lang's footsteps going out and coming back in a trance, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

At night, the sound of the rain gradually died down, and Feng Su was woken up by the sound of the bell.

The bell was heavy, and in the night, it rang three times in a thick and long way, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Feng Su woke up suddenly, sat up, his bones were still sore, the surroundings were dark, only a shadow could be seen in the corner of the wall, Feng Su's tongue was much better, and he asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

That was the death knell.

It is impossible for Feng Su not to be clear, the bell will ring only when the monarch dies, the bell rings three times, and the whole country mourns.

Xue Lang was also awakened by the sound of the bell. He curled his lips in the dark and gloated in Feng Su's direction, "Your father is dead."

Feng Su couldn't see Xue Lang's expression, so he sat in a daze with a dazed expression.

Xue Lang: "Are you going to cry?"

It was a strange question, but Feng Su didn't hear the irony in Xue Lang's words, so he just shook his head numbly.

"I'm going to kill Feng Huaicheng." After a while, Feng Su gritted his teeth.

Xue Lang leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes. He suddenly thought that in his previous life, he was seriously injured and imprisoned by the Prince's people. brother chase

How did Feng Su survive alone?

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Feng Su's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Xue Lang's face remained unchanged: "Why should I kill you?"

"You..." Feng Su thought for a while, and said euphemistically, "When I came out of the tunnel, Xue Shaojin was leading people to stop there."

Xue Lang suddenly laughed, "You think I'm the one who tipped off the prince?"

Having been exposed face to face, Feng Su was embarrassed.

Xue Lang said indifferently: "I followed your instructions and went to Jingyang Palace to look for Concubine Xiang, but I couldn't find him, but I was almost beaten to death by the prince's men, but you think I betrayed you?"

Feng Su seemed to be slapped in the face by someone.

Xue Lang: "That's right. Xue Lang is so courteous. How can this kind of person be loyal to me? He must have gone to seek refuge with the prince."

Feng Su blushed, and wanted to get into the ground in shame, "I"

"I owe you my life." Xue Lang looked in Feng Su's direction and said, "You saved me in the Xue residence back then, and I really wanted to repay your kindness."

Then, Xue Lang changed the topic, "But now, I have paid off this life."

Feng Su was at a loss, Xue Lang said: "I saved you once."

Feng Suxin said that it was because you almost beat me to death, how could you settle accounts like this?But he was ashamed to say that. In the past two years, Xue Lang had indeed done a lot for him, not to mention that Xue Lang's injuries were all due to himself.

"Then, are you going to leave me?" Feng Su said helplessly, "That's right, I have nothing to give you, you can go if you want, thank you."

Xue Lang didn't speak.

Feng Su pursed her lips, "Then why did you hit me then?"

Xue Lang: ""

There is no way to explain this question. Do you want to say that I want to kill you?Xue Lang felt a headache.

Feng Su: "Forget it, don't ask, thank you, Xue Lang."

Xue Lang thought for a while and said angrily, "There are so many pursuers trying to kill you, but you keep crying there. I'm angry with you."

Feng Su was silent for a long time, and said: "You are right, I should have taken my mother and ran away at that time, crying is something idle people do."

Xue Lang: "" Is this a trick?

Xue Lang couldn't help but wonder if Feng Su's head was broken by himself.

Feng Su: "Where is this?"

Xue Lang: "Just after leaving the capital, I saw an old house and took you here. The crown prince is chasing you, so you have to leave tomorrow."

"Where's my mother?"

"Buried, the door."

Feng Su nodded in a trance, Xue Lang heard his choking again in the dark, after a while, Feng Su said: "I think I was so stupid before"

Xue Lang nodded in agreement.

"I think my father is unfair, and my mother doesn't understand anything. Everyone looks down on me and my mother's background. I think everyone has ulterior motives. They try their best to prove themselves, but I find that my father doesn't care about me at all." "

"I'm going to sleep." Xue Lang interrupted.

"It's not that he doesn't care. He didn't put me in the same position as Feng Yan and the others. He wanted me to be a virtuous king, and he didn't want me to be one step closer to the regime. I'm not reconciled," Feng Su said to himself.

Xue Lang didn't want to listen to Feng Su's self-analysis at all, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"But I just realized now that they clearly gave me the best within their power, but I don't cherish you and you."

Xue Lang couldn't help pricking up his ears, wanting to hear what Feng Su had to say about him.

"You are very good to me, but I have always been to you." Feng Su couldn't continue, he felt that he was really too bad, Xue Lang had always been loyal to him, but he never cared, only thinking about how to calculate and suspicion .

"Go ahead." Xue Lang said coldly.

"It's a pity that I realized too late that they are all dead." Feng Su whispered, "I only have you, Xue Lang."

"Bang!" Xue Lang slammed his fist into the wall.

Feng Su was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Xue Lang was almost disgusted by his words, gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Feng Su in the dark, and tried to calm his voice: "It's okay, I'm so touched."