Chapter 147 Very Sorry

For a few days, although the imperial doctor diagnosed that Feng Siqi's body was fine, Feng Siqi still looked listless and dying...

The Empress Dowager knew that she was still sad that the little goblin did not save him. She hated Su Qingli even more, and Feng Siqi, who was only immersed in sadness without talking, was helpless and walked away angrily. Only the confused Feng Siqi left.

Feng Siqi looked at the back of the Empress Dowager's departure, and his heart was still infinitely sad. Of course, he knew that his mother was angry with him, but he was really sad.

He remembered that the Empress Dowager warned him countless times that women and love are not something he can stick to, because once this kind of thing is deeply involved, it will destroy his imperial career. But love is love. If you fall in love, do you still have to pretend that it doesn't exist?

Feng Siqi has been trying hard not to think about Su Qingli these days. By the way, now, she is almost in good health. She should go to see Jianger who changed his blood. I heard from the imperial doctor that her body was originally relatively thin. Now after a big blood change, her body has not recovered. Thinking that he is still the woman who refuses to save her. Feng Siqi felt a burst of chagrin in his heart.

He should have gone to see Jianger. After all, she almost lost her life for him. Thinking of this, Feng Siqi ordered the eunuchs to hold the lights and then slowly walked to Meiyuan.

The plum garden is not far from Feng Siqi's bedroom. When he built the plum garden for her, he just wanted to be closer, and then it was more convenient for him to find her. Now, Feng Siqi dragged his body, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and walked to the plum garden step by step. Thinking of Jiangmei who sacrificed his life to save himself in the plum garden, his guilt for Jiangmei was even deeper.

The cold wind blew up the snow on the ground and hit Feng Siqi's cold face. Feng Siqi tightened his robe and walked into the plum garden.

"Give good to the emperor." With the arrival of the emperor, the maids and eunuchs of Meiyuan knelt down to say good to Feng Siqi.

"Get up, where's your master?" Feng Siqi waved his hand feebly and made the people on the ground get up.

"The emperor, the master is in the hut in the backyard." The maid replied respectfully.

"In the backyard? It's cold there. How can we let her go there? Hearing Jiang Mei in the backyard, Feng Siqi couldn't help scolding. She had just changed blood for him and suffered from the cold again. How could her body stand it?

"When you go back to the emperor, the master said that you can see the plum trees she planted as soon as you get to the window, so you insist on moving there." The maid replied.

"So that's it." Only then did Feng Siqi understand.

Jiang'er must be very lonely, so she can only relieve loneliness towards the plum tree every day. Speaking of which, his whole heart has been with Xiaonan. Jiangmei has not taken the initiative to come back for such a long time. He said that he wanted to compensate her, but he was all occupied by Xiaonan and has always ignored her. Thinking of this, Feng Siqi strode to the backyard of Meiyuan and wanted to see Jiangmei quickly.

In fact, Jiangmei wants to move to live in the backyard. It's just that it's more convenient to see Ruilin Wang Changsun Xuanwen. It's easy to avoid the crowd, and then persuade him to let him help her with that big event. The so-called maid of honor said that she could see the plum tree as soon as she got to the window was just a beautiful pretext for Jiangmei. She had only left with him for a long time. How can you meet Metsi if you hate without love?

When Feng Siqi arrived, Jiang Mei was leaning lazily on **, with a pale face, messy black hair, and twelve minutes haggard and thin. No one can help but feel a little pity, not to mention Feng Siqi, who is very guilty about Jiang Mei.

When Jiangmei saw Feng Siqi coming, she felt a burst of joy in her heart. The fish finally began to take the bait, but she still pretended to be sick. She pretended to sit up and salute Feng Siqi, but because of her weakness, she did not sit up and said weakly:

"Your Majesty, please forgive Jiangmei for being rude and can't get up and salute the emperor."

Feng Siqi held her and said with concern, "Jiang'er, you are still weak, so you don't have to get up."

"Thank you, Emperor." Jiang Mei lay back down and said as she lay back, but she cursed "hypocrisy" in her heart.

"Jiang'er, after you came back for so long, I didn't come to take a good look at you and talk to you. I didn't have the face to come to see you, but you didn't care about it at all. After hearing from my mother, when I was poisoned, it was blood transfused to me without thinking about it and saved my life. How can you ask me to thank you?" Feng Siqi said apologetically, but before he finished speaking, he was stopped by a green jade finger of Jiangmei.

Jiangmei stopped Feng Siqi's next words with her fingers, and then looked into Feng Siqi's eyes and said, "No, don't say that. We don't need these words."

One sentence made Feng Siqi's heart full of emotion. Thinking of her kindness to him when she was a child and the hardships she had suffered for him in the past, now, she has finally come back but is still neglected by him. Feng Siqi's heart is more and more sad.

"We don't need to say so much" in one sentence, she said everything about him. Feng Siqi held Jiangmei in his arms and couldn't wait to rub her into his bones to compensate for the care he owed her over the years.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..." Feng Siqi kept saying sorry to Jiang Mei, hoping to relieve the injuries she has suffered because of her over the years.

Jiangmei snuggled meekly in Feng Siqi's arms on the surface, but she hated the man holding her even more in her heart.

Hmm, can a few words of apology offset all the pain she has suffered over the years? Over the years, can she erase a few words of sorry because of his hurt? Impossible, absolutely impossible. One day, she will let him pay the due price for everything he has done, isn't it?

Jiangmei's tears hit Feng Siqi's chest and also hit him in his heart. He has never seen her shed tears. Now, such a cold person shed tears sadly because of him. How can he not feel sad? Feng Siqi hugged Jiangmei, patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "It's okay. It's okay. From now on, I will definitely come to see you more. Jianger, I will repay you. I can give you whatever you want and make up for everything I owe you over the years."

Jiangmei shook her head and said, "If the emperor really feels that he owes me, just leave and finish the game you promised me."

Many years ago, she never dreamed of the day when he almost lost his soul. He promised to play chess with her all night, but he didn't expect to leave only a trace of blood.

The last time, she left him because of a chess game, and this time, she will use this chess game to return to him.

"Good." Feng Siqi agreed affirmatively. This is his promise to her and what he should do.

"But it's not tonight that you hurt my vitality. Now I'm really weak. Why don't we make an appointment for another hour and come down another day? Do you think it's good?"

Jiangmei thinks so. It would be really strange if she could still stay up all night after undergoing such a big operation as blood exchange.

Su Qingli did something almost equivalent to betraying Feng Siqi. It should be impossible to be forgiven easily. It's better for her to take a good rest for a few days, and it's not too late to attack again.

Jiangmei nodded. Suddenly, Feng Siqi took her into her arms again and picked her up. Jiangmei pretended to look at him in surprise. Feng Siqi said very gently, "I'll send you to bed to rest."

I haven't smelled the unique male fragrance on his body for a long time. Jiangmei gradually relaxed her body, then breathed gently and pretended to fall asleep in his arms, which made her tired after the disaster.

After a while, Feng Siqi thought that Jiang Mei was asleep, so he gently laid her down and put the quilt for her. He was about to leave, but he heard Jiang Mei shouting loudly: "Don't go, Siqi... I don't care about being a queen... Siqi, don't leave... Siqi..." and grabbed his python robe with his backhand.

Feng Siqi had to sit down again and comfort Jiangmei, who frowned and struggled in her sleep: "Okay, okay, I won't leave, I won't leave..."

Looking at Jiang Mei's sleeping face like a child, Feng Siqi couldn't imagine how much she had suffered outside and how many things had happened. She grabbed his robe like a child. Only then did Feng Siqi find that this always cold woman was so dependent on him in her heart, and he But I didn't care for her.

He even doubted whether he was right or not. The person he liked deeply was Xiaonan, but Jianger had done so much in a row, did so many things for him, and even almost killed him. He should love Jiang'er, shouldn't he? But why are you thinking about another person in your heart?

Feng Siqi gently released Jiangmei's hand, then carefully put it in the quilt, straightened the broken hair in Jiangmei's ear, and finally stood up and walked out.

"Go and add a few more pots of charcoal. Your master is thin and can't suffer from the cold anymore." Walking out of the room, Feng Siqi whispered to his servants.

Walking out of the plum garden, Feng Siqi saw that the lights in the opposite room had been extinguished early. Obviously, the people inside had fallen asleep.

It seems that nothing has happened.

Feng Siqi took a glancholy look at the breeze small building and walked to the bedroom. Since she doesn't care about him at all, why should he be so persistent? He doesn't want to talk to her anymore...

But after a few steps, Feng Siqi regretted it again. Why didn't you ask her? Anyway, she owes him an explanation, doesn't she?

This time, after he asked her the answer, he will never look for her again. Does he want to make sure that all the emotions she said to entrust to him are false? Is it all false to say that she likes him?

Forget it, forget it, she has come here, and she has fallen asleep. Don't go, Feng Siqi said to himself, and then walked back to the bedroom and slept with clothes. I plan to ask her tomorrow.