Chapter 89O (2/2)

”Brother ye, you must save me!” Wei Ruhao rushed to the prison door, grasped the prison door tightly, looked at Feng Ye's back and shouted.

Feng Ye leaves the dungeon as fast as he can and arrives at Menghua palace.

Seeing her, imperial concubine Xu Xian suddenly stood up from her chair, ”ye'er!”

Feng Ye doesn't speak. He walks over and sits in a chair. His face is expressionless, his face is blue, and his eyes are straight ahead. He doesn't say a word. He just sits like this.

Xu Xianfei didn't know what was wrong with him and didn't understand what he meant. However, at the moment, she was obviously afraid of the son.

”Ye'er... Are you hungry?”

Xu Xianfei asked carefully.

However, Feng Ye doesn't speak from beginning to end. His arrogant eyes are like stagnant water, without a trace of anger.

The atmosphere of the whole Dongxi palace seemed to have solidified, and no one dared to make a sound.

I don't know how long later, Princess Xu Xian really couldn't hold on, but Feng Ye didn't mean to leave, so she had to hold on.

However, Feng Ye sat in his chair all night without saying a word.

And Xu Xianfei fell asleep on a low couch.

The next morning——

”Empress, empress...” mother GUI hurried in from outside the hall.

Xu Xianfei suddenly woke up and saw that Feng Ye was still sitting here.

”What's up?” She asked with a splitting headache.

Mother GUI carefully glanced at Feng Ye and whispered, ”Wei Ru is dead. The jailer found it this morning.”

what?

Xu Xianfei suddenly stood up, then suddenly looked at Feng Ye aside, and finally understood his abnormal performance this night.

Wei Ruhao is dead!

It's ye'er's hand!

Feng Ye glanced at Princess Xu Xian and said slowly, ”I killed my child myself.”

”Ye'er... The mother is wrong. It's all the mother's fault. You're right. You're right. I killed the child, not you, ye'er...” when Princess Xu Xian saw Feng Ye like this, she was really worried. She hurried to say.

And Feng Ye slowly opens his hands, ”I killed my child without hesitation. My hands are stained with the blood of my own child. I'm sinful. I can't get any good reward in my life.”

”No, no, ye'er, it's all the sins of the queen mother. It's the Queen Mother's, not yours.” Princess Xu Xian hurriedly said.

She didn't feel much about losing such a child. Even, she was very glad that Wei Ruhao had died and was doomed to future trouble!

However, Feng Ye is like this. As a mother imperial concubine, she doesn't want to see this situation.

He stood up, his heart was completely hollowed out, bloody and painful to breathe.

Step by step, dragging a heavy step, go outside.

Tears finally fell from his face. He closed his eyes deeply, covered his chest with his hand, and showed an expression of extreme pain on his face——

”Ah, ah...”

He cried like a lost child. He stood there, his hand always holding the position of his heart, and his tall body was shaky.

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When the news of Wei Ru's death in the dungeon reached the Menghua palace.

Even the moon is holding the book's hand——

”When did you die?”

”This morning, the jailer found it when he went to deliver prison food.”

”How did you die?” She asked.

Mammy Tai said, ”swallow silver and commit suicide.”