Chapter 2628

Until she swallowed her last breath, Luqiao still stared unwillingly, complaining about her miserable life.

Naturally, like Seymour, her body was randomly thrown in the mass grave and became the ration of wild dogs.

Country W has restored its former tranquility, and Chu Fengyi's physical strength will last for a few days, and her former health has been completely restored, and she begins to prepare for the abdication ceremony.

She announced to the world early on that because Dongfang Ke Yu was unwell, Country W would restore the Queen's monarchy, and the time was set on an auspicious day three days later.

The palace thought that the abdication ceremony was a hectic mess, but the faces of the palace people were filled with joy.

Although they didn't know the truth of the matter very well, they heard some news and were shocked to find that the former queen was actually replaced by an impostor.

No wonder the Queen's personality has been volatile over the years, scolding and punishing them at every turn.

Some palace officials even whispered in private that it was precisely because the real queen was replaced by an impostor that the punishment was imposed, which caused country W to be hit by tsunamis year after year.

Now that the real queen has returned, the God of the Sea will definitely bless her again and return country W to a peaceful country.

As the lowest-level maids and guards, they actually don't care who becomes the king and the emperor. What they look forward to most in their hearts is to live a stable and peaceful life.

Coupled with the fact that there was finally no fake queen in the palace who beat and scolded at every turn, everyone was even more happy, and felt that the air became more relaxed.

In such an atmosphere, no matter how busy they are, there are always smiles on their faces.

Chu Fengyi could feel their joy, and her originally obscure mood gradually calmed down a lot, and she no longer tortured herself to continue to be depressed.

She admitted that she was really incompetent back then, that's why she let Luqiao snatch her man away.

But right now she still has her own subjects to take care of, as well as a smart and well-behaved daughter, these are enough.

By the way, there is also Lan Xin, what she promised before is to give Lan Xin a grand wedding, which is worthy of Lan Xin's devotion to herself over the years and her love for raising Lingxi.

Chu Fengyi made up her mind, picked up the pen on the table, bowed her head and began to write the imperial decree of marriage.

Although it is now a modern society, this tradition has not been abolished, and her autograph with the imperial pen represents absolute rights.

As soon as Chu Fengyi finished writing, Lingxi walked in with her skirt in her hands, her steps were extraordinarily light.

With a smile on her face, she walked up to Chu Fengyi in small steps, and softly called out, "Mommy, what are you up to?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm writing the imperial decree for giving marriage." Chu Fengyi put down her pen and looked at Lingxi, "After the abdication ceremony is over, it's time to give Lan Xin a grand wedding. By the way, why are you doing this?" Is it time?"

Chu Fengyi just asked casually, but Lingxi tilted her head and laughed, "Mum, I want you to persuade father to let Feng Xizi detoxify him."

Chu Fengyi's smile froze in an instant, and her brows were raised together, "What? He hasn't let Feng Xizi see it all this time?"

"Well," Lingxi nodded helplessly, "I tried to persuade him countless times, but he refused to nod. Recently, his health is getting worse and worse. I am very worried that he will fall ill."

In fact, Lingxi tactfully explained the situation. Ever since he left the water prison that day, Dongfang Ke Yu's health has deteriorated day by day.

However, he insisted on not allowing Feng Xizi to heal the Gu poison on his body, even if Feng Xizi came a few times, he was kicked out directly.

Seeing Dongfang Ke Yu getting thinner and thinner, Lingxi was so anxious that she couldn't help it, so she came to Chu Fengyi for help.

She knew that Dongfang Ke Yu couldn't listen to anyone's words right now, only Chu Fengyi was the only weakness in his heart.

Chu Fengyi listened to Lingxi's words, but the corner of her mouth raised a sarcasm, "Is he trying to force me to compromise? Huh, you go back and tell him that there is no possibility for us in this life. I don't care."

Looking at Chu Fengyi with an indifferent expression, Lingxi knew that she still resented Dongfang Ke Yu for not knowing people clearly for more than ten years.

Lingxi knew that she had no position to persuade him about this kind of thing, even she herself was angry with Dongfang Ke Yu.

But this does not mean that she can silently watch Dongfang Ke Yu go to death. After all, he is the father who gave her life. "Mum, I can understand your suffering, but can't you really persuade him to ignite his belief in living?" Lingxi stretched out his hand to hold Chu Fengyi's thin arm, and discussed softly, " After all, he is my father,

I can't just watch him consume life! "

Chu Fengyi turned her head to look at Lingxi, and sighed silently after a long time, "Forget it, it's impossible to see him, I'll write something, you can take it to him."

"Okay!" Lingxi nodded quickly, "Father has been blaming himself very much, and has long since lost the belief in living. But he made a thousand mistakes, and I still hope that he can live in peace."

Chu Fengyi didn't say anything more, reached out to pick up the pen she had just put down, sighed silently, picked up the pen and wrote a few lines, and then handed it to Lingxi, "Give it to him." Looking at the vigorous handwriting on it, Lingxi Xi read in a low voice, "Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one column misses the year. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos. The moon has tears in the sea, and the sun in Lantian is warm. Jade smokes. This feeling can be waited for into memory

, but was already at a loss. "

Lingxi has heard this poem before, and it seems to be written by a famous poet in the ancient East, and it has a history of many years.

It contains the memories of youth, the sadness of one's misfortune, and the infinite emotion of the past.

The deep hurt slowly flows between the lines, which makes people feel empathy and sighs lightly.

However, is such a poem sure to persuade Dongfang Ke Yu to regain his will to survive?

"Mummy, this..." Lingxi held the piece of paper and looked at Chu Fengyi with some uncertainty.

Chu Fengyi had already lowered her head, and waved her hands gently at Lingxi, "Go, give this to him, he will naturally understand what I mean."

Seeing that Chu Fengyi didn't want to say more, Lingxi hesitated for a while, and walked out with the paper without making another sound.

When she left, Chu Fengyi rubbed her temples dejectedly, closed her eyes slowly, and hid the churning emotions inside.

For Dongfang Ke Yu, that's all she can do.

In this life, she will never forgive him again, and accept any of his...

Lingxi didn't know Chu Fengyi's complicated mood, she walked quickly to the bedroom where Dongfang Ke Yu lived, and handed over the poem that Chu Fengyi had written.

"Father, this is written to you by Mommy, take a look." Dongfang Ke Yu's complexion was unhealthy gray, and he lost a lot of weight, obviously looking listless.