Falling down the emperor's couch by mistake: the emperor's concubine

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the damp and cold atmosphere enveloped the whole of Kyoto in a humid air. The sky was so dark tonight, and the sound of horseshoes on the ground alarmed every household, destined to immerse them in panic .

Ming Qingyang rode a horse galloping in the rain, shaking the whip in his hand constantly because of worry, the horse led him galloping all the way, running wildly towards an unknown destination.

Feng Feiyan's disappearance, Feng Shilang sent several teams to search for it in different directions.

And Ming Qingyang was also worried about Feng Feiyan's disappearance. She volunteered to ride out to look for her, but she was like a headless fly with no direction.

The further he ran, the more uneasy he felt. He couldn't help but think of the unfeeling words he said to Feng Feiyan today. He originally wanted to make her give up, but he didn't expect to make her disappear. He was very worried and prayed in his heart that she would not something.

"Qing Yang, Qing Yang..." There was also the sound of horseshoes behind him, and it was Dong Li who followed closely behind desperately.

After Ming Qingyang heard it, he tightened the reins and turned his head, watching Dongli running over quickly, his whole body was drenched, and came to stop in front of him in the rain.

Another woman had already left sadly. Seeing Dongli coming in the rain, she felt unspeakable guilt in her heart, and said anxiously: "Dongli, what are you doing out? Go back quickly!"

Seeing him driving her away, Dong Li was determined not to leave, and said forcefully: "Qing Yang, I am also responsible for Miss Feng's disappearance. I will go find her with you."

Ming Qingyang didn't allow her to wrong him, he knew that he would make her feel sad if he ran out today on his own initiative, so he persuaded: "No, there is a cold wind tonight, what will happen if you get the wind and cold, you go back quickly."

"Qingyang, no matter what happens, let's face it together, okay?" Dongli begged him sadly, her heart was very chaotic, ever since Feng Shilang said that Feng Feiyan was missing, her heart was inexplicably chaotic, for some reason , the moment she saw him rushing out, her heart seemed to fall into a bottomless pit, and she felt that once he left, he might not be able to come back.

It's very strange that this illusion that he is clearly by his side but will be lost forever is like a nightmare, surrounding her whole mind, subconsciously disturbing her heart!

Ming Qingyang quietly looked at Dongli in the rainy field, she slowly lowered her eyes, the eyes under the sword eyebrows showed a faint distress that people couldn't see clearly, he felt a pain in his heart, the reason why he decided to be with her at the beginning At that time, he never thought that he would make her sad, but today, he broke his promise.

After a long time, Ming Qingyang finally said slowly: "Okay, let's face it together!"

Two steeds are galloping in the rainy night, the night is getting deeper and deeper, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, but the sound of looking for footsteps is not conveyed to those who need help.

The sluggish look inside the ruined temple is even more charming in the damp and cold air, and the lewd and sinister smile accompanied by the movements of the body rubbing makes people think about it.

Feng Feiyan had gradually lost consciousness, and the pain in her lower body was completely numb. She looked at the sky outside, the endless darkness, and her consciousness gradually sank along with the darkness.

It was the darkest night of her life, and also the longest.

The endless torment was ironing her body like a branding iron. She couldn't remember how many times it was the first time. Until now, her body was still tormented. She was like a weather-beaten flower in the cold. Fading and fading, gradually dying.

She had already thought of the worst outcome, killing herself, or committing suicide!

A woman's chastity is more important than her life. She is an extremely proud woman. Even if someone touches the back of her hand, she will take off that person's arm to relieve her anger.

Maybe this is her retribution. If she hadn't been too self-righteous and easy to fight, she wouldn't have offended them, and what happened tonight wouldn't have happened. So she asked for it, no wonder others.

"My Ming Qingyang only marries one wife in this life. I'm afraid I will disappoint Miss Feng's wrong love." At this moment, Ming Qingyang's last resolute sentence came to mind, which was a reason for her to give up completely.

Her lips gradually curled up, sneering at herself, she had no hope of being with him again, not to mention that now that she was dying, she was even more unqualified to love him.

The numb heart suddenly ached again, she shed tears silently, slowly opened her mouth, the two rows of neat gums separated, it was over, everything was about to end.

At the last moment of her life, the last image that appeared in her mind was still the man she could never forget, which made her very reluctant to press her teeth down, her heart ached, and his shadow surrounded her entire consciousness.

She really wanted to be with him, but it was impossible, impossible again.

Goodbye, brother Qingyang, in the next life, I will still like you!

She opened her mouth in despair, and bit down hard. The salty bloody smell filled her mouth, but she couldn't feel any pain.

Perhaps death means that there is no pain, and she is about to die!

"Feiyan!" She gradually lost consciousness, her eyes closed quietly, but when she was walking towards the gate of hell, she was pulled back by a painful call.

Ming Qingyang looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Inside a messy pile of straw lay a naked woman, and on this naked woman, three or five men tortured her like animals.

"Beast, get off, get off..." Ming Qingyang's brain felt like it was exploding, he galloped down from the horse, rushed up to pull those men away, then hugged Feng Feiyan's body non-stop Shouting: "Feiyan, Feiyan..."

Seeing this scene, Dongli quickly flew off the horse, and the first thing he saw was Feng Feiyan's lifeless body and the man pushed aside by Ming Qingyang.

"Feiyan, Feiyan, wake up..."

Ming Qingyang was in a turmoil and kept shaking Feng Feiyan in his arms, but Feng Feiyan lost his last trace of consciousness and was lifeless.

He hurriedly took off his clothes and wrapped her naked body for her. Among the people who kept pinching her, there were countless doctors. For the first time, his hands trembled, and he couldn't accurately rescue her.

Seeing the blood splattered around Feng Feiyan's white mouth, his heart ached unbearably. He knew that she had committed suicide by biting her tongue, but in his heart he couldn't believe that the girl who had boldly professed her love in front of him in the afternoon just left his world like this.

"I'm sorry, Feiyan, I'm late, please don't die, please..." Ming Qingyang's whole body was trembling, remorse and self-blame enveloped his entire consciousness, causing him great pain, he regretted not Stop her, regret saying those unfeeling words to her, regret everything...