Chapter 180 The Death of Su Qingli

Blood gushed out like a torrent of dike, and something passed from her body. Su Qingli only felt that her lower abdomen was torn, and the pain was unbearable. All the energy of her body was pulled away little by little.

"Emperor...Emperor...Your Majesty, Mother...Mother, she had a miscarriage..." A room was full of imperial doctors, but at this time, he was helpless in the face of Su Qingli's bloodshed. But...but...but, the Empress is bleeding now, only... I'm afraid..." The doctors kowtowed all over.

"Waste!" Feng Siqi roared, "If you can't cure Xiaonan, you can bury him together!"

"Xiao Nan!" Feng Siqi wanted to enter the room, but was stopped by the eunuch kneeling in front of the door, "Your Majesty... You are the body of all, no..." Before the little eunuch finished speaking, Feng Siqi kicked aside and scolded angrily, "Get out!"

The palace people were busy stopping the bleeding for Su Qingli. The hot towels were stained red one after another, but the blood showed no sign of stopping. As soon as Feng Siqi entered the door, he saw a basin of blood and almost red sheets.

"Xiaonan, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please don't... No, wake up, you can beat me and scold me, but don't leave me." Feng Siqi sobbed and hugged ** tightly in his arms, as if he would lose her the next second.

Su Qingli's clothes were soaked in blood, red and dazzling. Her body was no longer painful because of numbness, but her consciousness was a little sober. She opened her eyes slightly and only saw the gorgeous and strange skirt stained with blood. Suddenly, she remembered a film review of watching "Farewell My Concubine" in modern times - "What color is the sea of love and hate? Question mark It's the rouge on the face of the butterfly. It might be better if the butterfly clothes died on the leaflets and the dimly lit theater stage. After all, there is also the simple and persistent love of the fourth master, watching silently.

"...Xiao Gan..." Su Qingli struggled slightly and wanted to push Feng Siqi away. He was too tight and had no strength in his hand.

"Anan...Anan..." Xiaogan's most regret so far is that he didn't study medicine at the beginning and could only watch his friends like this but at a loss.

Su Qingli looked at her face with tears and said with her strength, "Leave... leave... here, you... well... well... live... quickly..." She changed her breath several times before saying, and her breath became weaker and weaker.

"Anan, no..." Xiao Gan took her hand tightly. Is the person closest to her going to leave like this?

Slowing down, Su Qingli knew that she was about to die and looked up at Feng Siqi's dark eyes. Well, forgive yourself. For the last time, she wants to try to see it again and remember his face. My heart hurts, but I still can't let it go. My heart has long been deeply branded with his name. But how can you be so cruel!

Tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, and his lips opened gently.

"Feng...Feng... Siqi, I... I..." Su Qingli gasped violently, "I... I... never... haven't... loved you, I... only... just... revenge... child... child..." Su Qingli's eyes began to be lax, and her eyes were foggy. That's all.

"You...what are you talking about!" Feng Siqi was stunned, revenge? Did she say revenge? For the children? Just like that? What about the feelings between them? Xiaoyu's love, wedding candles, mountain and sea vows, all the efforts and feelings are really just revenge? Just for revenge. Feng Siqi's hand loosened, and Su Qingli in his arms slid down from him and fell heavily on **, but there was no more pain, and his slender hands hung down.

"Anan!!!" Xiao Gan's heartbreaking shouting changed back to Feng Siqi's soul. Is she dead? Just die in front of yourself! Feng Siqi only felt Tianxuan turn, his throat was hot, and a mouthful of blood spewed out and fainted.

"Lord Shen," the little eunuch respectfully saluted the man in front of him. The emperor fainted, and Chu Liao's own princess suddenly passed away. The palace people panicked in an instant. The Empress Dowager did not want to see Su Qingli in the first place. At this time, she was in trouble and could not wait to immediately bury Su Qingli's son's thoughts, but was stopped by Shen Qiyun.

"Master, is this really okay?" Sadly asked uncertainly.

"En, don't worry, although the fetus in Su Qingli's abdomen has miscarried, it is already a shape*. He is connected with Feng Siqi's bones and flesh, and his blood can relieve the poison on Feng Siqi's body." Shen Qiyun's hands must be foolproof. I was relieved to think of this sadness.

Four hours later, it was dawn when Shen Qiyun walked out of the palace and was about to find the empress dowager with a tired face, but was stopped by the little eunuch.

"Lord Shen, how to bury the Empress's body?" The emperor vomited blood and fell into a coma. The little eunuchs were very worried about how to deal with Su Qingli's body. The empress dowager wanted to frustrate her bones, but the emperor had not said anything, how could they dare to act recklessly?

"Let's put it properly first and wait until the emperor wakes up." Shen Qiyun sighed. Su Qingli and Su Qingli really deserved their lives? In fact, he has a little appreciation for her in his heart. Although he has to sacrifice her for the sake of the overall situation, it is now God's will.

"Isn't the emperor awake yet?"

"No, it's been two days, and the water hasn't come in, but what should I do?"

The dialogue that deliberately lowered his voice still came to Feng Siqi's ears. In fact, he woke up an hour ago, his mind was in chaos, and he looked at the curtain on the top of the bed. He thought a lot about himself, about Su Nan, about her death, but at the thought of her last words on her deathbed, his head seemed to explode. In his life, he was proud and stood at the peak and looked down at everything. He said that he would not love anyone, but he gave his heart to the person who hurt him the most. He was deceived and played so stupidly, and loved so humble and persistently. His body and spirit collapsed at that moment and completely collapsed.

The wine pot flew out as a parabola, drew a perfect arc and landed.

Sader never thought that Feng Siqi, who had been in control of everything freely, would have such a side. For several days, she used wine to relieve her worries, her clothes were scattered, her cheeks were full of green beards, and she was haggard and decadent.

"Enough, Feng Siqi, what on earth are you going to do?" Bei'er grabbed the wine pot in his hand and smashed it out.

The high-decibel roar could not move Feng Siqi. He picked up another pot of wine in his hand and continued to drink it blankly.

"If you don't go to court and ignore political affairs, Su Qingli has been dead for so many days, and you don't even care about her body?" Sadness looked at the man in front of her and couldn't help getting angry, "Is this your feelings? Do you think Su Qingli wants to see you like this in the spirit of heaven?

Su Qingli, no one dared to mention his name for a long time. Feng Si glanced at the sad child and snorted coldly.

"She? She wants me to do this." Feng Siqi sneered, "Isn't she going to take revenge? She succeeded, and she should be happy..." Doesn't she just want to see that she is worse than death?

"How can you do this?" She was so angry that her tears fell down. Why did she hurt each other when she loved her so deeply?

"Feng Siqi, no matter what happened, I can only tell you that Su Qingli is the woman who loves you the most in the world. Yes, I lied to her and said that it was just a scam that you wanted to take her to the palace. She thought you abandoned her and was so angry that she vomited blood in front of me. You also love her so much. Why do you torture each other so much? Sader's last words almost shouted out with a crying voice, but every word of her was like a sharp knife and scratched a scar on Feng Siqi's heart.

"What...what did you say?!" The wine pot in Feng Siqi's hand fell to the ground again and sprinkled on the ground.