Old wounds of the past

  "Who are you? How do you know the name of Brother Ying? You're really presumptuous! Let go of Brother Ying quickly!" Seeing Feng Li Xi's shocking and provocative behavior, a delicate beauty in a light green palace dress rushed forward, her pretty face flushing red with anger, and pushed Feng Li Xi to the ground with one hand.

  Feng Li Xi was caught off guard for a moment and was pushed by that woman into a proper posture.

  "How dare you lay hands on the Marquis of Town North of our Chen Nan State!" Seeing Feng Li being flustered and falling to the ground, the palace-dressed woman was still not satisfied. She proudly ordered the guards beside her, "Guards, take this worthless person out!"

  Chen Nan Guo?! Zhen Bei Hou?!

  At these words, Fengli Xi was shocked and reborn, offending everyone alone.

  As far as she knew, Chen Nan was a powerful country in the mortal realm of Nanning State, with a long history and civilization. The monarch of this country governed the country in an orderly manner, and the people of Chen Nan were rich and prosperous, with every household thriving. Even the streets were clean and safe, and doors were never closed at night.

  She raised her eyes and took another look at the palace-dressed woman, then glanced around, only to confirm that the people in front of her were indeed ordinary people without a hint of spiritual roots!

  She had actually left the Zhu Yin realm and come to the mortal realm?!

  With a certain understanding, Feng Rui sat on the ground, raised her eyes to look at Qiao Mingying who had not spoken from beginning to end. Coincidentally, he also lifted his eyelids and looked at her, those dark pupils, in the seemingly present but actually absent clear wind, hid an unspoken cold intent, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, chillingly swept across her body.

  Feng Li Xi bit her lip, slowly lowering her face, with immense sorrow on her countenance.

  What she didn't understand was that the person right in front of her had the same face and temperament as the one in her memories, so why did he seem so strange to her?!

  He is no longer the one who held her in his palm, afraid of dropping her, and kept her in his mouth, afraid of dissolving her. He is now just a stranger, a feudal lord from another country.

  Looking at the delicate face of Xi Hei Chu in the wind, a strange emotion flashed across the icy bottom of Qiao Mingying's eyes, but it was fleeting.

  "Yes! Princess Shizuka!" At this time, the attendants of Gotanda immediately lifted up Furinkazan and were about to drag her out.

  But little did I know―――

  Qiao Mingying slightly raised the corners of her eyes, and her icy gaze locked onto the palace-dressed woman and those few attendants. "The lord is present, who dares to be presumptuous?!"

  Upon hearing this, the attendants were immediately frightened and retreated, opening up a path for Fengli Xi.

  Jingya princess walked with a knot on her face, taking small steps to arrive beside Qiao Mingying and said pitifully, "Brother Ying, this woman is really too presumptuous!"

  Qiao Ming's cold and stern gaze remained on Feng Ri Xi's body as he replied indifferently, "She is the personal maid of this humble duke. Even if she has erred, it would not be necessary for Your Highness to personally instruct her!"

  Although the tone is extremely light and shallow, it inexplicably gives people a sense of cold detachment and pressure.

  The princess, dressed in a pale green cheongsam, involuntarily shuddered. Knowing that the man in front of her was already angry, she glared fiercely at Feng Rixi, but didn't dare say another word.

  "Come on!" Qiao Mingying called out coldly with one hand behind his back.

  "What are your orders, Your Excellency?" The eunuch who had been waiting on the side hastily stepped forward and asked respectfully.

  "It's getting late, take Princess Jingya back to the palace quickly! Don't make any mistakes!" Qiao Mingying said with a careless glance at Princess Jingya.

  The quiet and elegant princess who had just managed to slip out of the palace would never agree to follow him.

  When she saw Qiao Mingying's unyielding attitude, Princess Jingya didn't dare to refute anymore. The half sentence was stuck in her throat, "But, Brother Ying, we haven't ridden horses yet today! I..."

  In the end, even if Princess Jingya was reluctant, she had no choice but to leave the Zhenbei Marquis Manor with a heavy heart...

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  Feng Li Xi quietly watched Jiao Ming Ying in front of her, who didn't say a word. But in her heart, she wasn't as calm as her face appeared to be.

  At this moment, her heart was like a stormy sea, with huge waves surging up. The wound she had not dared to touch for many years was once again brutally torn open...

  Living in the 21st century, Feng Lixi was actually frail from a young age. Born with a heart defect, she never knew the joy of playing freely and could only alleviate her suffocating emotions by recording her feelings through painting: "The Substitute Bride". Originally, she thought she would spend her unfair life in solitude. However, at this time, she met Qiao Mingying. Unlike most rich second-generation heirs, Qiao Mingying did not have the typical flaws of a wealthy heir; instead, he was gentle and kind. Feng Lixi's strength and endurance deeply moved him. Thus, despite his family's opposition, Qiao Mingying resolutely chose to be with Feng Lixi. After ten years of long-distance love, Feng Lixi and Qiao Mingying were finally about to enter the marriage hall...

  Until three days before the wedding, Feng Li Xi suddenly suffered a heart attack due to exhaustion from preparing for the wedding and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. At that time, because of his severely damaged heart, which could no longer support his normal life functions, doctors had basically given up hope of saving him, unless a suitable donor heart became available immediately for a heart transplant surgery, which would be the only way to save Feng Li Xi's life.

  Feng Lixi, who knew her physical condition well, wasn't too surprised. She was just a little regretful that heaven didn't give her a few more days to be the bride of the one she loved. But having received Qiao Mingyue's love, she had no regrets in this life.

  Xie Zhi opened her eyes again in the hospital, only to be told that she had undergone a heart transplant. Just as she was eagerly waiting for Qiao Ying's arrival, he suddenly disappeared without a word...

  In the wind, Xi was just day after day, in the long wait, suddenly received a letter from the hospital's organ donation consent form, as well as a white paper with black ink of the hospital's diagnostic report, which clearly wrote ... late-stage lung cancer, and signed ... Qiao Mingying.

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  Thinking and thinking, tears in her eyes couldn't help but burst out again...

  Originally, Feng Lixi thought that after all these years, she could finally accept Qiao Mingying's passing with equanimity. However, it wasn't until now that she realized she had overestimated her own capacity for endurance. In an instant, a lingering sorrow enveloped her entire being...

  She loves Qiao Ying so much that it hurts her heart, shatters her heart...

  She hated Qiao Mingying, hating him to the point that even though much time had passed and her appearance had changed, she still clearly remembered the pain he had brought her, a pain that was deeply etched into her soul.

  She hated his arbitrary behavior, she hated him for ruthlessly leaving her alone in this world...

  She hated his selfishness even more, for he had left first, leaving her alone to bear all the pain...

  Let her love until she is heartbroken and hate until it penetrates into her bones, only fearing that there will be no second person in the world who can drive her to such a state!

  Just then, Fengri Xi suddenly felt a familiar, heart-wrenching pain in her chest, caused by the fragments of Mingfan. Although this kind of pain had long been incorporated into her life, this time's onset was more unbearable than any previous one...

  Just as Fengri Xi couldn't bear the suffocating pain and was about to fall into a coma again, in her daze, she seemed to see that familiar silhouette of Qiao Ming returning. He gently wrapped his arms around her...

  The author has something to say: Alas, a very melodramatic past!

  Everyone, don't even ask if Master is out of luck!

  I can only say that Qiao Mingyue only exists in Feng Lixi's past, as for whether he will be there in the future, everything is left unspoken.

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