Although Feng Lingxing's emotions are gradually calming down because of Suning, there will be unforeseen things that he will do after he is not in order. Suning thinks it is better to leave as soon as possible to avoid changes.
Feng Lingyue nodded, glanced at Feng Lingxing who was kneeling on the ground with an unknown expression, sighed, and said: "Ling'er, I will not return to Feng's house in the future. I hope you can start over and do it yourself. !" After speaking, and Suning turned and left.
Long Xiaoyao stood aside and glanced at Feng Lingyue next to Suning. There was a trace of loneliness in his expression. If he could come to Feng's house earlier, perhaps the person who is with Feng Lingyue now is not Suning, but Him.
"Long Patriarch, I have heard Yue'er say, thank you for your life-saving grace that day, if there is anything that needs my help in the future, even if you speak, I will try my best to satisfy it." Suning passed by Long Xiaoyao, He paused and said.
Long Xiaoyao did not answer, but just stood there blankly. Suning looked at Long Xiaoyao's appearance, shook his head, left with Feng Lingyue, and returned to the Fanlou.
In the hall, Feng Lingxing stood up staggeringly from the ground, "Brother Xiaoyao, is it possible for us to be together?" Feng Lingxing looked at Long Xiaoyao standing outside the hall madly, and asked softly. , His face is haggard.
Feng Lingxing clearly knew that it was absolutely impossible for her and Long Xiaoyao to be together, but still couldn't help but want to ask Long Xiaoyao, wondering what the current Long Xiaoyao thought.
Long Xiaoyao stared blankly at the direction where Feng Lingyue and Suning were leaving, and his expression was full of loneliness. Maybe she and Suning were her best home, then turned his head and glanced haggardly. Feng Lingxing shook his head.
"Xing'er, I, hey, Suning is right. I hope you can understand these things. After all, feelings cannot be reluctant."
"Even if you marry you today in order to protect you, you and I will not be happy. You are still fine, and find someone who truly loves you!" Long Xiaoyao said softly, then turned and left.
Hearing this, Feng Lingxing tightened her lips, and two crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Watching Long Xiaoyao's departure, the only flame in her heart that supported her to survive gradually extinguished.
"Brother Xiaoyao, since we can't be together in this life, then, in the next life, Ling'er will come to look for Brother Xiaoyao again." Feng Lingxing muttered with a hint of determination in his eyes.
Hearing Feng Lingxing's voice behind him, Long Xiaoyao frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable, and was about to turn around to persuade Feng Lingxing, but only saw a short knife in Feng Lingxing's hand, which was inserted into his abdominal cavity.
"Xing'er!" Long Xiaoyao roared and rushed to Feng Lingxing, holding her in his arms, clutching Feng Lingxing's belly, and hurriedly running Lingyuan to repair her injuries.
"Why are you so stupid!" Long Xiaoyao choked and said.
A smear of blood spilled from the corner of Feng Lingxing’s mouth, raising his arm, stroking Long Xiaoyao’s face, a smile appeared on his face,
Brother Xiaoyao, Ling’er, I have done too many wrong things in this life, and I know I can’t make up for it in this life. In the next life, Ling'er will come to look for you again in the next life." Feng Lingxing said weakly, and as soon as the voice fell, his arms fell weakly.
"Ling'er, Ling'er!" Looking at the dead Feng Lingxing in his arms, Long Xiaoyao regretted, let out a weak cry, tears shed from the corner of his eyes.
The auntie Fang at the gate of the mansion heard the noise in the hall, and hurried to see what happened. What caught your eyes was Feng Lingxing lying on Long Xiaoyao’s arms, a pool of red blood on the ground, she was taken aback. , A touch of surprise appeared on his face.
"This, this, second lady, how could she...be like this!" Aunt Fang murmured, and then hurriedly ran to Ye Qianqi's room.
Feng Yifan just came out of the room, saw the dodge eyes of people, frowned slightly, and was about to inquire about the cause. Aunt Fang hurriedly ran from the corner of the corridor, her face pale, her expression dull, and she felt bad in her heart. Close Ye Qiqi's door.
He knew that Ye Qiqi was now in need of meditation and recuperation, and he would no longer be upset by trivial matters.
Aunt Fang stumbled to Feng Yifan, fell to her knees all of a sudden, and said: "Patriarch, second lady, second lady...".
Feng Yifan frowned slightly, and said softly: "What happened to panic, what happened to her?".
"Second Miss, Second Miss, she is dead!" Aunt Fang said with a choked voice.
Hearing this, Feng Yifan was completely panicked. Although he and Ye Huichen were harsh on Feng Lingxing, they did not expect that Feng Lingxing would do such a stupid thing. Their expressions were full of incredible.
"How is it possible, she asked you to say that, this child, since he was a child, has liked to do such absurd things to attract attention!" Feng Yifan said with an unclear expression.
"Patriarch, the second lady is dead! Now the body is in the hall!" Aunt Fang said anxiously.
Even if she didn't want to believe it in her heart, Feng Yifan walked into the hall involuntarily, and murmured, "How could she do such a foolish thing!"
In the hall of the Feng Family, Long Xiaoyao slowly picked up the dead Feng Lingxing, and muttered: "Xing'er, Brother Xiaoyao will take you home and go home!", and then walked outside the Feng Mansion. go with.
Feng Yifan walked quickly, looking at the Feng Lingxing in Long Xiaoyao's hand, his expression was full of astonishment, he staggered, and walked quickly to Long Xiaoyao.
"Xing'er!" Feng Yifan murmured.
"Why, why did you do such a stupid thing!"
A trace of regretful tears flowed from the corner of Feng Yifan's eyes. For the first time in these years, he was moved by Feng Lingxing's affairs, and never thought it would be after her death.
"Get out of the way! I want to take her home!" Long Xiaoyao said with blank eyes.
Where is Feng Yifan willing to let him go, Feng Lingxing and his marriage did not go on, naturally he was still a member of the Feng family, and immediately said, "Xinger Sheng is a member of my Feng family, and death is a ghost of my Feng family. Please do it yourself, the Long Patriarch!" He said that he was going to take Feng Lingxing's body from Long Xiaoyao.
Long Xiaoyao took a cold look at Feng Yifan, and his whole body burst out with a cold murderous intent, and said lightly: "Get out of the way!"
Feeling the killing intent in Long Xiaoyao's eyes, Feng Yifan was frightened, staggered under his feet, making way for Long Xiaoyao, watching Long Xiaoyao take Feng Lingxing away.
Feng Yifan staggered, turned to look at Aunt Fang, and said, "Today's things, you should have not seen it! Otherwise..." A fierce look flashed in his eyes.
Aunt Fang hurriedly bowed and said nervously: "Home, Patriarch, the old slave knows!".
