"Why did you come back? Didn't this prince tell you to leave? "
In the snow, Feng Cang's voice was cold and unapproachable. This was the first time he mentioned his identity in front of Murong Qiqi, using the words' this prince '.
Feng Cang's' rude and unreasonable 'stunned Murong Qiqi, but she immediately realized the severity of the situation. Her intuition told her that Feng Cang was hiding something. Moreover, he had his back to her from start to finish. This was something that had never happened before.
"Your Highness, what will you do if I leave?"
Murong Qiqi did not get angry because of Feng Cang's indifference towards her. Instead, her voice became even more gentle, "Didn't Your Highness say that day that you don't ask to be born on the same day of the same month and year, but to die on the same day of the same month and year? How could Your Highness forget your vow? What is Your Highness trying to hide from me? What is it that you want to hide? Or does Your Highness not want me anymore? "
Murong Qiqi's last sentence was said in a pitiful manner, causing Feng Cang's heart to tremble. She must be hurt from what she said just now, but he did not want her to see him like this! He was like a monster!
"Your Highness …"
Murong Qiqi tried to get closer to Feng Cang, but the moment her hand touched his cloak, Feng Cang shouted, "Scram!" He pushed Murong Qiqi away and rushed forward himself.
This palm strike did not hurt Murong Qiqi, but it made her even more certain of her thoughts.
At this moment, Feng Cang's head became heavier and his breathing became more hurried. With every step he took, he felt as if his feet were filled with lead, as if he was stepping on a burning hot knife. The pain was unbearable!
No, he could not let Murong Qiqi see him like this! But what did he do just now? He actually hit her! Feng Cang looked at how he pushed Murong Qiqi's left hand away and wished that he could chop it off.
Touching the twisted veins on his face, Feng Cang felt hatred for the person who poisoned him for the first time! Fifteen years! He had searched for fifteen years, but he still could not find the person who poisoned him!
The mother and son worm must be found in order to remove the son worm in his body. But where was the mother worm? He had searched for so long, but he still could not find it! Even though the child voodoo in his body had been eliminated many times, the mother voodoo was still there, and the child voodoo continued to reproduce endlessly. When one was eliminated, a new one would appear. Was he going to be entangled with these disgusting things for the rest of his life?
"Prince!"
When Feng Cang heard Murong Qiqi's voice, he realized that Murong Qiqi was already standing in front of him. So fast! Wasn't there still a distance between them? How did she get in front of him? Why didn't he notice it?
"Is there something Your Highness is hiding from me?"
Seeing that Feng Cang was covering his face with a cloak, Murong Qiqi panicked. What was wrong with this man? His health was not good, and his illness was acting up. That was nothing. She could help him. Why did he reject her like this? Is he very ill?
From Feng Cang's voice and his staggering footsteps, it was obvious that he was in great pain. What kind of illness could make people like this?
"Don't hide it from me anymore!" Murong Qiqi walked up and pulled Feng Cang's cloak away.
Ah …
Even though she was mentally prepared, Murong Qiqi still almost screamed out loud.
What kind of face was this? Mottled bruises covered Feng Cang's skin like mountains and rivers. His originally handsome appearance was nowhere to be seen. The only thing that could be seen were the ravines that covered Feng Cang's face. He was like a monster in a sci-fi movie. Those with weak mental fortitude might even faint from fright!
And Feng Cang's glasses were purple! Even Murong Qiqi, who had transmigrated to this world, couldn't help but feel a little dazed when she saw those crystal clear purple eyes.
Even though there was no disgust in Murong Qiqi's eyes, she was frightened. Feng Cang could feel it. He quickly lowered his head and pulled the cloak to cover his face, but Murong Qiqi stopped him.
"What's going on? Why is it like this? "Murong Qiqi's emotions had turned from shock to anger. But why? Who did this?
"Don't look!" Feng Cang covered his face with his hands, only to realize that his hands were just as ugly. He turned around and faced Murong Qiqi with his bleak back. "You've seen it … you should leave …"
A trace of despair rose in Feng Cang's heart. Other than Ji Xiang, Ruyi, Jin Mo and housekeeper Feng Qi, Murong Qiqi was the fifth person who knew the truth about him. If it wasn't for his sudden relapse today, he would have kept this secret forever.
Pain entangled his entire body, but how could this pain compare to the pain and sadness in his heart? How could it compare to the despair brought by Murong Qiqi's departure … it's over, everything is over. She saw it all, she would definitely treat him like a monster. She didn't say anything for a long time, she must have been frightened.
Why did his illness relapse in the day, why did she see it! Feng Cang cursed himself in his heart. He wanted to hit his head, but unexpectedly, he fell into a daze and half kneeled on the ground. The pain spread and his breathing became more and more difficult.
If he knew it would be like this, he wouldn't have been so greedy, wouldn't have hoped for love, wouldn't have trapped her by his side?
He would rather leave a perfect impression in her heart. He would rather let her see only the good side of himself. He did not want to stand in front of her in such a filthy state, in such a sorry state, in such an ugly state, like a monster in a story …
Feng Cang's consciousness gradually weakened. Without waiting for Murong Qiqi to support him, he fell head first into the snow.
"Feng Cang!" Murong Qiqi cried out in shock, stepping forward and helping Feng Cang sit up. This place was in the middle of nowhere, the only horse had already run away, there were only the two of them. Now that Feng Cang's illness relapsed, if he wasn't treated in time, he would definitely not be able to hold on!
Thinking of this, Murong Qiqi found many dried branches and lit them up, using the smoke to inform the people who were looking for them, while she sat beside Feng Cang and took his pulse.
Murong Qiqi's face darkened as she took his pulse.
Gu poison, fetal poison, cold poison — no wonder his body was so cold, no wonder he had to drink thick medicine every day. Who was it that injured him? Who did it?
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