Chapter 1239: Taking a Heart of Blood

She had a secret weapon in her hand after all.This secret weapon is incredibly powerful, capable of obliterating hundreds of thousands of soldiers in a single night!Looking at the emperor's face, flus...An Xuetang could easily guess the source of Fu'er's hatred, and at this moment, she only raised the corner of her mouth in a sneer, not saying or doing anything to her.

Fu'er's emotions didn't show for long. She quickly composed herself, slowly closing her eyes. Perhaps she thought of Fengming's unconscious state; she immediately burst into tears.

“...”

Just as he put her down, Ning'er, with tears welling in her eyes, began to cry. Immediately, Ji and Kang exchanged glances with each other.

The first thought that came to the minds of all three was, what kind of trick is this Fūr trying to pull again

However, the three of them felt nothing but disgust towards her tears; none of them showed any sympathy.

They would never forget this in their lives, not because of Fu'er's betrayal, but because those who died at Bai Guang Gong were killed by others.

No matter how genuine Fu'er's tears might be at this moment, they were all dismissed as water on her brain from a few days ago. Who could blame her And who would even care!

An Xue Tang sat on the edge of the bed, she looked at Feng Ming who was lying quietly, then turned to Fu'er who was crying, and spoke slowly, "You came here just to cry If that's the case, then get out."

Listening to An Xuetang's words, Fu'er retracted her gaze from Feng Ming's face and looked at An Xuetang with tear-filled eyes, pleadingly saying, "Princess Consort, can...can you let Fu'er come closer, I..."even after cutting it off."An Xuetang looked at the wound and knew that shortly after Mo Yunchen's arm was cut off, he had this wound burned with fire before it healed.The sight of his injury shocked...