Qingyue's voice was affectionate and firm.
Such sincere and confessed love made Feng Ling feel extremely miserable. The more Yue'er was sincere, the more his filthiness and shamelessness appeared. How could he be worthy of her love?
What should he do?
The house was quiet, the yard was quiet, and her voice was so crisp that it reached everyone's ears.
Chu Yan stood there expressionlessly, listening clearly, his eyes lowered, his lips tightly pursed, a cold glint in his eyes, coldness and pain intertwined, sinking into his depths.
"Yue'er, I'm sorry for you. I'm serious about the divorce."
The next moment, Feng Ling said.
Qing Yue's face turned extremely ugly for a moment. She had expressed her feelings to this extent, but Feng Ling still proposed divorce.
Old Wang and Xie Jinghuan didn't dare to say a word. They never expected that while staying in this room, they would hear the prince and princess arguing about divorce?
How could this happen?
The prince and princess have such a good relationship, how could it have come to that?
"Your Highness, please don't say anything in anger. No matter what misunderstandings there are between you and the princess, just resolve them. When the princess left, your blood and qi attacked your heart, causing you to pass out from the poison. Before you passed out, you asked Jing Huan to send someone to follow you, saying that it was dark outside and unsafe."
"Jing Huan."
Feng Ling interrupted coldly.
Qing Yue breathed a sigh of relief. The words of the eldest son of the Xie family calmed her anger and brought her back to some rationality. She couldn't let Feng Ling take her away at this moment.
Moreover, she vaguely felt that something was wrong.
What on earth did Chu Yan do or say that made A Ling suddenly want to break up with her and ask for a divorce, but she was worried that it would get dark outside, so she became so anxious and angry that the Seven Star Begonia poison took effect.
Is it just because of Chu Yan's words that A Ling feels insecure?
No, that's not right.
She was so angry before that she ended up in a dead end. She also went to Prince You's Mansion but didn't get any answer from Chu Yan.
"A Ling, your acting is terrible. If you really wanted to divorce me, you wouldn't have taken the poison the moment I left the house. I don't know your reasons, or what happened between you and Chu Yan, but I will definitely find out."
Qing Yue said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Feng Ling's heart sank.
No, we can't let her check! Absolutely not!
He suddenly raised his phoenix eyes, looked at Qing Yue solemnly, and finally spoke, "Qin Wan, it is this king who has let you down. Chu Yan has captured Ning Yue and threatened her life, and used the throne as a bargaining chip to force this king to give up on you."
"So, you agreed?"
Qingyue asked in a trembling voice.
"Yes, the king agrees."
Feng Ling gritted his teeth.
Qing Yue's brows knitted tighter and tighter, the strange feeling in her heart intensifying. Did A Ling think she was a fool? Would she believe anything he said? This excuse was even worse than before!
But it was obviously useless to argue about this at the moment. Detoxification was urgent, and there was no need for her to quarrel with him at this time.
"Let's detoxify first."
Qing Yuedao.
After the words fell, Feng Ling continued, "This king and you had reached an agreement before. You cured me of the Seven Star Begonia poison, and I promised you the position of Princess Yu for two years. Today, the poison has been cured, and the agreement is terminated. This king has no further relationship with you."
His voice was cold and indifferent. As soon as he finished speaking, he took the porcelain bowl from Old Wang's hand, grabbed all the remaining pills in it, and swallowed them in one gulp.
He moved very quickly, as if he was trying to hide something. Qing Yue was pondering his abnormality. Xie Jinghuan was standing far away at the end of the bed. Only Old Wang was closest to him, so his reaction was a little slow. He watched Feng Ling swallow all five pills at once, then rolled his throat and swallowed them all at once.
"Oh my god, Your Highness can't eat it all at once. How do you feel?"
"Princess, the prince has taken all the antidote pills. This, this, this..."
Old Wang was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead. The white porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground and rolled several times. His face was pale. He remembered that the princess had said to eat them one by one.
Fortunately, the princess had said that the red one should be eaten last, so he put it aside. Otherwise, the prince would have grabbed it and put it in his mouth.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you eat it all. It just means Your Highness will suffer more..."
Qing Yue stood aside and said with a cold face.
Sure enough, the next moment, the effect of the medicine began to take effect, and Feng Ling fell into great pain. It was so painful that he wanted to take a knife and torture himself to death. He gritted his teeth, clasped his hands, and suppressed the sound of pain in his throat.
With a bang.
He punched the carved pear wood of the bed, and it shattered into pieces in an instant.
"go out."
Feng Ling gritted his teeth. He couldn't help but want to smash things to relieve the pain. Every part of his body seemed to be torn apart. He knew that he must look miserable at the moment.
His heartless words must have broken Yue'er's heart.
She ignored him.
He deserves it.
Just let him die in pain.
"Princess, please save the prince. He has been poisoned and his mind is not clear, so he is talking nonsense. When his mind is clear, the prince will definitely regret what he said!"
Mr. Wang was so anxious that he knelt down and begged Qingyue.
"Need not--."
Feng Ling gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red. Just uttering these two words almost exhausted all his strength, and he kept gasping for air in pain.
"Princess, Jing Huan and the prince have known each other for many years and know him well. Although Jing Huan does not know what the prince's difficulties are, Jing Huan is sure that what the prince said must not be sincere."
Xie Jinghuan also spoke hurriedly, his gentle face showing anxiety.
"Shut up! Get out!"
Feng Ling panted and grumbled through gritted teeth.
The next moment, he began to tremble uncontrollably again, gasping for breath, and even stretched out his trembling fingers to pick up the quilt thrown aside, preparing to wrap himself up.
It’s cold, so cold, as if I had fallen into a world of ice and snow.
Qing Yue looked at Feng Ling's pale face, and listened to the anxious pleas of Old Wang and Xie Jinghuan. She let out a breath. Even they could see that something was wrong and Feng Ling's difficulties, so how could she not see it?
But he didn't say it!
Keep saying things that make her sad!
However, looking at Feng Ling's current state, he finally let out a breath, "It's okay, nothing serious will happen. It's just... I used to take the pills one by one, and the pain I endured was only one kind, but now it's six kinds overlapping at the same time. Just now it was pain, and now it's cold... No, it's hot..."
It's bone-chilling when cold and burning when hot.
Feng Ling, who was wrapped in a quilt a moment ago, was now panting heavily, his face flushed, and even his skin turned pink.
“This, this, this…”
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