C552 Death of the fawn

"No, that won't happen. My little deer, my little deer …" Feng Shunyue ran towards the fences of the fawn in a flurry of panic.

When she arrived, she took in a breath of cold air. Her heartbeat quickened and her face turned deathly pale.

Her favorite fawn was lying on the ground, its feet feebly twitching. Senior Servant Chun was squatting beside it, holding a dagger in her hand. The dagger was already deeply embedded in the fawn's neck, and a puddle of blood was flowing from under its head.

"Dog slave!" Get lost! Don't touch it! " As if she had gone mad, Princess Eleven grabbed the whip hanging on the fence and viciously swung it at Senior Servant Chun and Wen Xiu.

The two servants screamed as the whip lashed out, falling to the ground. A streak of blood appeared on Senior Servant Chun's face.

"Princess …" Senior Servant Chun was so frightened that she immediately fell to her knees.

"If my fawn dies, I will make you pay with your lives!" Feng Shun Yue fiercely threw the whip onto the ground, then squatted down beside the little deer, and tears began to roll down her cheeks. Her hands trembled as she held the blade against its neck, then she closed her eyes and abruptly pulled the knife out and threw it to the side.

"Little deer, little deer, don't be afraid. I'm coming, don't die, please don't die …" Her hands were stained with fresh blood. She sat on the ground and held the fawn in her arms as she hurriedly shouted, "Zhixiang, Zhixiang, go find someone to stop the bleeding. It's constantly bleeding. I'm afraid it will die …"

The little deer lay in Feng Lingyue's embrace, as if it understood its master's sadness. It slowly licked the back of Yue'er's hand.

Feng Tang saw Feng Lingyue like this, and felt a little diffident in her heart, but she immediately said, "Sister Eleven, what do you mean by this? The imperial physician said that Imperial Father's dragon body wasn't well, so this fresh deer blood is most suitable for him to use. I remembered that you raised a deer here, so I came to get some blood for Imperial Father.

What Feng Tang Yao was most adept at was pushing the responsibility of the problem onto someone else, and then putting herself at a higher place, as if the other person's thoughts were wrong.

Feng Lingyue didn't pay any attention to Feng Yunyao. She lowered her head and carefully pressed her face against the little deer's face, gently smiling as she said, "Little deer, don't be afraid. I will protect you. You won't die."

"Princess, Princess, why are you stopping the bleeding?" Over at the side, Gift took his medicine and hurriedly ran over.

Feng Lingyue quickly wiped her tears away and took the antidote from Zhixiang's hand. She didn't even have time to use the spoon, so she quickly used her hand to apply the ointment on the wound. She applied the ointment on the face of the fawn while still applying it.

As she did so, Feng Lingyue's hand suddenly stopped. Her heart fiercely shook, and the medicine jar in her hand fell to the ground with a 'pa' sound.

It turned out that the fawn had already closed its eyes slowly and stopped moving. A tear actually seeped out from the corner of its eyes.

"No, no, little deer, wake up, wake up." This was the little deer that Lian Meng gave her. It was the only thing that had Lian Fu's memories. It couldn't die, it couldn't die!

However, the little deer had already stopped breathing. It lay prone in her arms, losing its life.

Ah!" Feng Lingyue hugged her most beloved little deer tightly, raised her head, and shrieked with all her might …

Feng Ziyao was so frightened that she retreated a step, swallowed her saliva, and said, "She … she's crazy. She's just a mad woman, a deer. Is it really necessary?"

"Wuwuwu …" Feng Lingyue looked at this little deer in the pool of blood. This little deer had accompanied her for so many lonely days, and her heart was broken. She cried with sorrow. "Don't, don't be like this …"

"Ling Yue'er, Ling Yue'er, what happened to you?" At this moment, an anxious voice was heard as Xiao He hurriedly walked in.

It turned out that after Xiao He had separated from Feng Ziyao, he had searched for Feng Lingyue on the cruise ship. After searching for her for a few times, he had finally decided to visit the palace, but as soon as he entered, he saw the scene in front of him.

Feng Tang saw Xiao He and was startled. "Xiao He, you, I …"

Xiao He didn't even look at Feng Zhenyao as he walked over to Feng Lingyue's side. He squatted on the ground and asked, "What happened?"

Once Feng Lingyue saw Xiao He, she immediately tightened her grip on his hand, her tears still wet as she choked with sobs and said, "Xiao He, Xiao He, you came at the perfect time. You, you were fighting outside, you must have seen many heavily injured people being healed, right? Look, my fawn was stabbed in the neck, can it be saved? Can you? "

Xiao He stretched out his hand and placed two of his fingers under the little deer's neck before probing for a moment.

"How is it? Can you save him? "

"…" Xiao He looked at her and could not bear to do so. In the end, he shook his head and said, "Little Yue Er, it …" "He's already dead."

"…" Feng Lingyue's heart had completely sunk to the bottom. Her voice trembled as she said, "How is this possible? How can he die in an instant?"

Xiao He stood up and felt that the situation was not simple. He looked at Feng Ziyao and asked, "What's going on?"

"This …" Feng Tang Yao saw the look in Xiao He's eyes and felt a tinge of fear.

Xiao He looked at the dagger on the ground and asked, "Who killed Princess Eleven's deer?"

Senior Servant Chun, who was still kneeling on the ground, flinched as she didn't dare to raise her head and speak up. In reality, she was extremely afraid of this young duke.

"Young Marquis, it's the Spring nanny. The Spring nanny stabbed the princess' fawn to death with a knife. Previously, when Changchun Palace had no servants, this fawn had accompanied the princess every day. The princess considered the fawn her friend. Now that she's been killed by someone, the princess is so sad."

"No, no …" Chun mama suddenly raised her head and glanced at Xiao He's gaze before abruptly lowering her head. "This servant, this servant didn't do it on purpose, this servant …"

"Bam!" Xiao He suddenly raised his leg and viciously kicked Senior Servant Chun. Xiao He was someone who had been killed on the battlefield. With this kick, Senior Servant Chun fell into the corner like a fallen leaf.

With a "pu" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and an expression of pain appeared on his face.

Feng Tang Yao looked at Senior Servant Chun in surprise, "Xiao He, this is my servant. Are you crazy?"

Xiao He said coldly, "Regardless of whose servant it is, if she dares to make a move on the Changchun Palace, then she must be taught a lesson for offending her superiors!"

"You … Are you avenging Aunt Eleven? "You know full well that Senior Servant Chun is my servant, yet you don't give me any face at all."

Feng Lingyue slowly let go of the fawn. She suddenly became very calm, instructing the little deer to be polite and saying, "Zhiyi, wash the fawn well, don't let it get dirty. We'll bury it properly."

The Concubine wiped away her tears and replied, "Yes, princess. This servant will go now."

Feng Lingyue bent down, picked up the whip on the ground, and walked towards Senior Servant Chun.

The old thing, who was kicked to death by Xiao He, almost lost his life. When she saw Princess Eleven approaching, she felt like she was going to drop out of her mind. She looked at Princess Thirteen with fear in her eyes.

"Pah!" With a cold face, Feng Lingyue raised the whip and whipped Senior Servant Chun three times in a row, causing her to scream and beg for mercy. However, Feng Lingyue didn't have the intention of stopping and continued to whip her.

Feng Ziyao, who was standing at the side, bit her lips, so angry that her face turned blue. If Xiao He wasn't here, then Feng Lingyue would dare to make a move against her!

Finally, Senior Servant Chun fell to the ground, her body covered in wounds.

Feng Lingyue turned around again, looking at Feng Ziyao.

"Sister Eleven, you, what are you trying to do? It's just a little deer, I said that I was going to draw blood to nourish royal father's body, are you not satisfied with your father? Or did you forget about your agreement with me? " Feng Ziyao's eyes flashed with fear, but her tone was laced with warning.