When Qi Fuhan came back to his senses, he saw his room, his bed, and the figure who disappeared in the window in an instant. He came and went in a hurry, leaving no trace on the snow, like a dream.

As soon as his body relaxed, Qi Fuhan quickly sat up and found a slight warm feeling in his palms, as if his internal injuries were much better. He raised his head in shock, what on earth did he give her? He said...poison?

After getting out of bed, Qi Fuhan quickly walked to the window. It was dark outside and there was nothing. He lowered his head and thought of what he just said: Do you still remember my name?

Zhu Chuan blurted out involuntarily, "An Qingtian..." When he raised his eyes, there were several whispers, "An... Qingtian?"

A man who is indistinguishable from friend and foe, a dreamlike An Qingtian!

That night, Qi Fuhan couldn't sleep; that night, Jiang Dongyu gradually improved; that night, Jiang Donghao forgot the smile he once had.

The early morning light was chilling to the bone. Jiang Donghao gritted his teeth and pushed away Xiao Mozi who came forward to help him. His body trembled and he immediately fell to his knees. The biting pain spread from his knees throughout his body and he took a breath.

Jiang Donghao stood up tremblingly due to the air-conditioning. Every step he took was like thousands of needles pricking him, or like a steel knife cutting deeply into his heart.

He hates deception the most in his life, but they played with him like this, making him feel like a fool, being played in the palm of their hands. Especially when she told her heart-breaking coldness, he was hurt to the bone. This was the only time in his life that he was really moved, and he was also

This time it broke my heart.

Jiang Yufeng and Concubine Tong rushed over anxiously. When they saw Jiang Donghao's pale and haggard face, they were immediately frightened. Concubine Tong's hands trembled slightly and she wanted to help him, but Jiang Donghao coldly avoided him and leaned heavily on him tremblingly.

At the wall.

"Hao'er, are you complaining about your mother and concubine?" Concubine Tong looked at Jiang Donghao's expression and felt heartbroken, holding back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes.

"I don't dare." Jiang Donghao responded weakly and just glanced at the two of them coldly.

Seeing this, Jiang Yufeng stepped forward and whispered, "Hao'er, do you know that my mother-in-law stayed up all night for you, thinking deeply about your thoughtfulness. How can you treat your mother-in-law like this? Although we don't know what you met outside, but my mother-in-law is here.

I haven't hurt you, have I? Hao'er, if you feel there is resentment in your heart, you might as well talk to your mother and concubine, maybe we can come up with some countermeasures."

Jiang Donghao's eyes suddenly narrowed, his thin lips pursed in a sinister arc, and he just repeated Jiang Yufeng's words in a low voice, "The injustice has its end...the debt has its owner..."

"Hao'er, don't worry, no matter who dares to hurt you, I will never let him go." Concubine Tong said coldly.

"Are you willing to kill someone for me?" Jiang Donghao sneered, his sharp eyes swept over the two shocked women, and he snorted coldly, "I want to kill someone, do you dare!"

Jiang Yufeng then turned to look at her mother, her heart pounding. Jiang Donghao's change was so fast that she had no time to react. In fact, Jiang Donghao's change was beyond everyone's expectations. Always sunny, always free and easy.

A man who suddenly said he wanted to kill someone would be shocked.

The atmosphere seemed to have dropped to freezing point. After a long time, Concubine Tong's eloquent voice was heard, "Okay! As long as Hao'er wants to, my mother-in-law will kill people for you!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Donghao smiled coldly and evilly, with his eyebrows lowered, as if a thin layer of mist had condensed, "She is worthy of being my father's favorite concubine, and she is indeed Concubine Tong who is above everyone else."

Holding on to the wall, Jiang Donghao took one step at a time and left tremblingly.

The laughter was intermittent, it seemed like laughter but not laughter, it seemed like resentment but not resentment, but it was a little more sad.

There are constant killings in the harem, not to mention the previous dynasty. Everyone fights to the death for fame and fortune, and everyone fights for the honor of the Nine-Five, and brothers kill each other.

He is the sixth prince and cannot be avoided.

Since we can't avoid each other, we have to meet gods and kill gods, and meet Buddhas and kill Buddhas. Maybe only that day will she be his. Isn't it? At least there is such an unattainable dream, which gives him the courage to find the one in his heart.

The foothold.

A false fighting spirit created by oneself.

"Mother, if Hao'er is like this, will he continue to be decadent? Will he..." Jiang Yufeng was worried.

Concubine Tong sighed softly, "It seems that Hao'er encountered something big outside, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. Just looking at Hao'er's current appearance, it doesn't seem decadent. On the contrary, I think it is a good thing. Let him hurry up

Realize that killing is not necessarily a bad thing."

"What does the mother-in-law mean..." Jiang Yufeng was puzzled.

"If the heirs of the royal family are always soft-hearted, how can they achieve great things? The current Hao'er makes me feel more at ease. Only in this way can I be qualified to fight with the temptress of Yunkun Palace." Concubine Tong's eyes flashed.

The cold light forced people to say, "My son, Tong Eryun, should be like this. In the harem, he should be ruthless."

Jiang Yufeng couldn't help but shudder, "But mother-in-law, Hao'er has never been involved in government affairs. Even if he is willing to change now, is it still too late?"

"As long as Hao'er is willing, it's never too late. Don't forget, I am Concubine Tong. Except the queen, who in the harem dares to be my enemy?" Concubine Tong's eyes were like blades, and the corners of her lips spread into a charming sneer, as if

Already seen the light of dawn.

"Yes." Jiang Yufeng chuckled proudly, "With mother and concubine here, Hao'er will become a great person."

Hearing this, Concubine Tong smiled even more proudly. Her son should fight for and seize the coveted position of the prince. Because she is Concubine Tong, with infinite magnificence and great favor.

Jiang Donghao was originally smart, but he was always idle and liked to travel around the mountains and rivers, so he often left the palace to play. Now that Jiang Donghao is willing to return, Concubine Tong is naturally a dream come true. The emperor already loved Jiang Donghao, and now I am afraid he will love him even more.

young son.

Little did he know, the desolation in Jiang Donghao's heart. The woman named Qi Fuhan was like a curse, which could only be hidden from the depths of his memory. Once it was touched, the pain would penetrate into the bone marrow, making it difficult to extricate himself. And hemp is the best for the soul.

The way is to find another focus of life. The focus of the royal family is nothing more than competing for favor and fighting for the heir. He can't avoid it! He doesn't want to avoid it anymore!

Jiang Dongyu, Qi Fuhan, sooner or later you will regret it! You will definitely regret it!

From now on, we will never be at odds with each other!

He walked along the high red walls of the palace, trembling step by step. The resentment in his heart accumulated bit by bit, and finally swallowed up all the reason belonging to the sixth prince.

There are always gains and losses in life. From then on, the dandy turned into a talented person, and his actions were nothing but warm. Jiang Donghao plunged into the study and did not step out of the study for half a month. The world only knew that the sixth prince changed his temper and devoted himself to studying.

Little did he know the entanglements involved.

In just half a month, Qi Fuhan's injury was healed. An Qingtian's medicine, like a panacea, allowed her injury to heal surprisingly quickly. With her true energy lifted a little, Qi Fuhan estimated that she had recovered 70% to 80% of her skill. So amazing.

, I'm afraid the master will sigh in admiration. But now he is only focusing on recuperating, but An Qingtian's words are always hanging in his heart.

Should she go to that dock and see Jiu'er again without telling him?
Chapter completed!