Nie Yin tried to take the dart out of Feng Chuyang's body, and when he was about to take action, Feng Chuyang stopped him.
"Xiao Wu, tell me the truth, this poison cannot be cured without an antidote, right?" His voice was calm.
Nie Yin glanced at Yan Wei'er, who was silent and anxious, and found it difficult to speak.
The faint smile on Feng Chuyang's face turned out to be unusually handsome and handsome, without a hint of embarrassment: "It doesn't matter, just say it."
"This kind of poison is called 'Xishen', and it comes from a foreign territory. I originally had a way to detoxify it, but the balance of the two poisons that were not removed from your body was broken, and another one that I don't know was created.
Toxin, so..."
Nie Yin couldn't talk anymore. He didn't like Feng Chuyang very much at first, but in the end, he blocked Miss Wei with his own body, which was touching.
Yan Wei'er burst into tears suddenly: "Feng Chuyang! Who told you to mind your own business? Who told you to block my darts?" The scolding sounded ruthless, but it was affectionate.
If the poisonous dart had hit her, the situation wouldn't be so bad now. Nie Yin should have a way to solve it.
But now, we are at the end of our rope!
There is no way out, there is really no way out. She is well versed in medical science, so she naturally knows what to do.
When Feng Chuyang saw Yan Wei'er crying so hard, she suddenly felt relieved. At least, at this moment, her tears no longer belonged to Jilian Bino, but to him, Feng Chuyang.
She actually shed tears for him.
The price is his life. So why not?
He pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes clear: "Then don't bother. Miss Wei, can you talk to me?"
The most common request, all his wishes before death.
Yan Wei'er nodded, took a breath, and said to Nie Yin: "You all can go out."
Nie Yin remained silent and took Zhong Ming and others out of the house.
The candlelight flickered, flickering.
"Can I call you Wei'er?" Feng Chuyang looked at her stunning face, as if looking at a painting.
It is actually more beautiful and lively than in the painting.
Yan Wei'er nodded, wiped away her tears, and squeezed out a smile at him. When she smiled, it seemed as if plum blossoms were blooming, just like that year and month.
"Wei'er." Feng Chuyang's voice was low and hoarse: "I regret meeting you, because I made you suffer so much, and it was ultimately my fault. But I will never regret it, because you made me understand
Oh, what is eternity? I never believed this before."
Yan Wei'er held back tears and said arrogantly: "Feng Chuyang, don't tell me this, let me feel that you are getting better and better. I hope you are the same as before, bad and annoying."
Feng Chuyang closed his eyes, his lips were dark, but he was strangely handsome and elegant: "But I just want you to think of me as a little bit good, even though I am really bad."
Yan Wei'er's face showed a rare tenderness: "Actually, if you think about it, you are really not a bad person. I teased you like that back then, and you knew everything, but you were still very nice to me."
"I don't dare to treat you badly. I'm afraid that if I don't treat you well, you won't give me food to eat and let Anu bite me." When he said this, he glanced at Anu who was standing aside.
The past is like smoke, it has dispersed with the wind, but on this night, it all flew back.
They seemed to have been together for a long time. He always treated her with courtesy and allowed her to return to Jilenbino in perfect condition.
When he thought about this a long time later, he felt incredible.
Yan Wei'er held a handkerchief and leaned over to wipe away the thick sweat on his forehead: "If you get better, I'm willing to tease you again." She said it playfully, but her words were choked with sobs.
Feng Chuyang laughed.
The face is pale and the lips are dark purple.
"Can't you stop teasing me?" he asked pitifully.
"No." She flatly refused, looking at him: "Who told you to be stupid? If you are stupid, you should be teased."
Feng Chuyang nodded and sighed: "I'm not stupid, I'm trying to be smart. At that time, I thought you longed for glory and wealth, so you were fooled. I'm not stupid."
He stubbornly insisted that he was not stupid and looked at her stubbornly.
Yan Wei'er pouted and said playfully: "When I played the piano for you, the sound was terribly sad, but when I played, I was laughing from ear to ear. Tell me, how funny is that?"
Feng Chuyang thought for a moment: "Yes, at that time I thought you hated Young Master Ji Lian so much. It seems that I am really stupid." After a pause, he asked softly: "If we had known each other before, would you have
Won’t you fall in love with me?”
Yan Wei'er shook her head: "Who would like a person who has no feelings? He only knows how to fight for power and do some shameful things. Why should I like such a person?"
Feng Chuyang smiled helplessly: "Wei'er, do you know what an unlovable girl you are? I'm going to die, and you don't even want to lie to me. You said you would like it, but I don't want you to really like it.
She is really an unlovable girl."
Yan Weier was still wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking well-behaved and gentle: "My mother said it's not good to lie to others..."
Feng Chuyang interrupted her: "Did you lie to me too much?"
"..." Yan Weier smiled as brightly as a mountain flower, with tears in her eyes.
Feng Chuyang didn't give up and continued to ask: "Then if I change my ways, stop fighting for power and position, stop doing shameful things, and become a clean person, and Ji Lianbienuo doesn't show up, will you?
Fall in love with me?"
Extremely stubborn.
Yan Wei'er shook her head: "No. If you don't fight for power and do shady things, you won't use tricks to kidnap me. I won't have much contact with you, so I still won't like you.
"
"..." Feng Chuyang laughed so hard that tears flowed out.
Yan Wei'er gently wiped away his tears, her fingertips touched his cold cheek, and her nose felt sour.
Feng Chuyang wanted to raise his hand to hold Yan Wei'er's hand that was wiping his tears, but he didn't dare. He was afraid that the suddenness would destroy the beautiful scenery at this moment: "Weier, I really think you are a very unlovable person.
Girl, I'm going to die, what can I do if you say you like me?"
"My mother said it's not good to lie to people..."
"You didn't lie to me enough?"
"..."
Yan Wei'er suddenly burst into tears, hitting Feng Chuyang's hand drop by drop: "Feng Chuyang, I hate you, I hate you, why are you going to block the darts for me? Who asked you to block the darts for me?
?”
She cried very sadly. What she could remember about the past was his kindness. Even though he was teased, he was still kind to her.
"I am willing, I want you to take care of it." Feng Chuyang smiled: "I am willing to block the darts for you. You are such an unlovable girl, why should I let you take care of it?"
He felt suffocated in his heart. It turned out that this was love. His heart hurt, very painful. He scolded her as an unlovable girl, and could pamper her to the point of turning her into ashes.
Yan Wei'er shook her head vigorously and said: "I don't want you to block the darts, I don't owe you any favors..."
She became arrogant, her hands trembling slightly. His eyes were no longer so clear, sometimes blurred, sometimes in a trance.
Feng Chuyang breathed out with difficulty: "I owe you everything, just owe it to me. Remember to put incense sticks and some paper money for me when you have time. You know, I am used to being a prince. It is very luxurious. I have to buy it in the past."
A lot of things. Remember? Unlovable girl?"
There is so much tenderness, but he is talking about this kind of thing.
Yan Wei'er said bitterly: "Who wants to remember? I don't want to remember." But tears fell again like broken pearls.
It has nothing to do with love, but is sad, endlessly sad.
Feng Chuyang sighed and said: "Wei'er, don't cry." He smiled leisurely: "I'm not in my hometown, I'm in a foreign land, I miss you so much. Worry fills the window, I think about it carefully. I laugh at the moon and feel crazy... Borrow it, just borrow it
Just one moment will be enough, that’s what I want to tell you.”
Yan Weier choked and wiped away her tears: "Feng Chuyang, let me tell you, I have stopped hating you a long time ago. The moment I finally saved you, I stopped hating you, no matter what you have done.
, I don’t even hate you anymore.”
Feng Chuyang smiled happily: "Then I'm relieved. You know, there are too many people who hate me, but I don't care. But I really care whether you hate me or not."
Yan Weier is calm and tolerant: "If you hate someone, your life will not be happy, so I have stopped hating a long time ago."
There was a slight sadness on Feng Chuyang's face: "In total, the happiest time in my life was the time when I was deceived by you. I really hope that you can deceive me for the rest of my life, so in the end, I am still asking
Are you willing to go back to the capital with me to get married?"
Yan Weier was silent.
This man was hateful and pitiful. But in the end, he tried his best to leave the most beautiful mark on her heart.
He succeeded.
She will never forget how good he was to her, even though it has nothing to do with love.
Seeing that he couldn't hold on any longer, she said, "Please rest for a while, and I'll play you a good piece of music."
He nodded weakly. He had just tried his best to speak loudly and forcefully, but he didn't want his conversation with her to become intermittent in the end.
The oil is gone and the lamp is dry.
Yan Wei'er ordered someone to fetch the piano, and with a flick of his fingers, smooth and sweet notes came out. They were like mountains and flowing water, deep, long and far away.
Quiet, clean, the first bird call in the morning.
I give you a ride, and you will cherish it.
Feng Chuyang smiled and closed his eyes quietly. When he left, he was not in pain. He was even happier and more peaceful than when he was alive.
The woman he loves most in his life will accompany him on his last journey.
The bad girl who never admitted that she liked him played music to see him off.
Oh, luckily, he blocked the dart for her. Otherwise, how could he have such a beautiful scene in his life?
He firmly believed that she would remember him in her heart from now on.
After all, he is selfish, and after giving, he wants adequate reward.
His life, in exchange for the occasional memory in her life, was enough, this was his fate.
For a long time, for a long time, the song didn't want to end.
Yan Wei'er's tears fell gently on the piano. The encounter was so wrong. If he hadn't met her and had not had to go with her, maybe he would have been a noble emperor now.
How could such a prime time pass away so quietly?
When there was a "dong" sound, the strings were cut off, and the first ray of morning light on the horizon lit up. At that time, he was very peaceful, and she was very sad.
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