C599 Drunkenness dreaming and death

The Duke of Yue's estate.

In Feng Qianyue's room, he was lying on his bed, wearing only a set of white clothes that fit him perfectly. The soft clothes stuck to his body, and the muscles beneath the clothes were faintly discernible.

The imperial physician knelt on one knee in front of the bed and examined his pulse. After a while, his heart trembled slightly and he subconsciously raised his gaze to look at Feng Qianyue. Immediately, he saw a pair of deep, dark eyes looking at him silently.

"Imperial Physician, how is His Highness's condition?" Ying Kong placed his hand on the imperial physician's shoulder and asked.

"Fourth Prince …"

"Imperial Physician Xia has always treated the empress of the palace, and he even gave Beauty Li a miraculous medicine that helped her and Imperial Father get on good terms. Presumably, this duke's small illness is nothing to the Imperial Physician." Feng Qianyue said leisurely.

Imperial Physician Xia was so frightened that he hastened to kneel on the ground. "Your Highness, have mercy! Your Highness, have mercy!"

In order to win her favor, the empress often used all the methods she could muster. That beauty Li had been ignored by the emperor for a long time when she first entered the palace, and I don't know where she heard that a certain type of medicine could seduce a man by applying it on his wrist, so she found him and concocted this medicine. This is a capital offense, and he didn't want to kill her.

However, he hadn't thought that the fourth prince would actually know of something so private in the harem.

"As long as we keep our secrets from each other." Feng Qianyue's face revealed a smile as he said this.

"Yes, yes …" Imperial Physician Xia frequently lifted his head to wipe his sweat before giving Feng Qianyue a prescription that was seriously ill before leaving.

After he left, Feng Qianyue got off the bed, and he quickly handed over his dark purple robe.

"When this is over, find a chance to kill him." Feng Qianyue instructed in a cold voice.

"Yes, Your Highness." Ying Kong said.

Feng Qianyue walked in front of the window, and a bright moon hung over the treetops; however, the night seemed to become even darker. After a moment, he turned around and instructed:

"When night falls tomorrow, a strong wind will blow. Go to the west of the capital and set a fire at the shop. The bigger the fire, the better. The eleventh will hide at the west of the capital and wait for the fire."

"Yes, Your Highness." Ying Kong replied.

Feng Qianyue's gaze became even deeper as he asked, "How is Xiao He now?"

"Your Highness, according to what this lowly subordinate knows, the young duke has not returned home for three days and three nights. The Duke of Xiao is very angry."

"I didn't expect that this Xiao He would have some true love towards my eleventh sister. He's already dead, so I can't let him go." Looking at him, no matter what, we cannot let her know that Eleven is still alive, or else it will ruin This King's plans. " Feng Qianyue said.

"Yes, this lowly one will take good care of the young duke." Ying Kong nodded.

When Xiao Zhenhai returned to the Xiao family's residence, Xiao Shan had already been buried. Madam Xiao blamed him and treated him coldly. Xiao Hu was the only one left waiting in the front hall.

"Father."

Xiao Zhen Hai looked around and asked, "Where is your second brother?"

Xiao Hu's expression became slightly nervous as he said, "Second brother, he …." He went out... "Drink."

"Humph!" Xiao Zhen Hai coldly snorted, "This unfilial son killed his big brother. He even drank wine to dispel his worries for the fake princess who was already dead! It's been three days since I've been home! "

"Father …" Xiao Hu gathered up his courage and said, "Actually, second brother is the most sorrowful person. He feels guilty that his big brother is dead and that the person he likes is dead as well. Father, please give second brother some more time."

"His heart is dead?" Xiao Zhenhai slammed his palm on the table. "He, the great general of Heavenly Treasures, the young noble that everyone calls master, is actually willing to die for a woman! What kind of logic is this!?" Xiao Hu, go and find him! If I don't come back, I'll beat him to death and pretend I never had this son! "

"Yes, father, please calm your anger. Your son will go right away." Xiao Hu hurriedly walked out, called Mu Bai, the attendant in Xiao He's room, and hurried towards Mu Tian Restaurant.

Arriving at the restaurant, the innkeeper knelt at Xiao Hu's feet as if he saw his savior and said, "Third Young Master, you've finally come. Your servant … your servant really doesn't know what to do. The young duke had almost finished all the wine in the wine cellar, and hadn't eaten a single thing. He had only drunk and hadn't spoken, and the servant had gone up to advise him to take care of himself, but the young duke had kicked him out!

Xiao Hu took a look and discovered that the shopkeeper's hand was indeed wrapped in bandages around his neck.

"Quickly take me to my second brother."

"Yes, yes, this way please!" The shopkeeper hurriedly led Xiao Hu to the entrance of the wine cellar.

Xiao Hu signaled for the others to withdraw as he pushed open the door to the wine cellar. The pungent smell of alcohol assaulted his nose as he walked in with a frown.

The shopkeeper wasn't exaggerating; all the wine vats on the ground were completely emptied while Xiao He sat in a corner with his back leaning against the wall and was pouring wine into his mouth. His expensive brocade robe was wrinkled, his hair was loose at his shoulders, and his handsome face was covered in stubble.

Xiao Hu took a few steps forward and snatched the jug of wine, "Enough, second brother. You will die from drinking it!"

"Give it back to me!" Xiao He had a bewildered expression as he extended his hand to seize the wine jug. "It's good if I can die from drinking it."

"Bam!" Xiao Hu swung his fist and fiercely punched Xiao He in the chest. Xiao He was like a coward that had no means of resisting and fell to the ground.

Xiao Hu walked forward and punched his shoulder again. Xiao He simply fell to the ground like a pile of mud. He muttered, "Fight, fight, fight …"

Xiao Hu was flustered and exasperated, he stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, then forcefully pulled him up and scolded him: "Look at you, what do you look like! Do you know who you are? You are Xiao He, the great general of the Heavenly Treasure Mountain, the one who made the enemies tremble in fear! How are you different from the beggars on the street? Do you think that your big brother will come back just because you are acting like this? Will Princess Eleven, whom you like, come back to life?

Second Brother, please wake up. He's dead! He's dead! They were both in life or death situations! The person you like will never come back! "

Xiao He's dead face finally had an expression of grief and tears rolled down his face. He pushed away Xiao Hu, took two steps back, and muttered:

"I just want to get drunk and die. I just want to numb myself and let me feel like they're still alive. Why did you wake them up?"

"Second Brother! Don't lie to yourself anymore! " Xiao Hu walked up, grabbed Xiao Hu's collar and pushed him out of the wine cellar.

"No!" When the light arrived, Xiao He hurriedly raised his hand to cover his eyes.