That was the fish he brought back for her.

The head of the fish was smashed, because he was worried about the fish jumping on the road, and attracted the attention of others to snatch it from him, and killed the fish the first time he caught it.

He wanted to cook fish soup for her.

This time, he wouldn't drink a single sip, but gave her all to drink.

"No, no, this is not true." He grabbed her arms with both hands and shook her body, "Sister, wake up, wake up, sister..."

The rigid arms indicated that she had already been frozen. As his shaking became stronger, her whole corpse swayed on the bed, hard, straight forward and backward.

"No, it's not like that." His eyes suddenly filled with enthusiasm, and his vision quickly blurred. He opened his mouth, and his voice choked uncontrollably, "Sister, sister, wake up, you can't... can't..."

How can she die?

He can die, she can't.

He caught fish, but he hasn't cooked soup for her yet.

He hadn't raised her to be plump, plump, watery, with flushed cheeks and shiny black hair.

He should die before her and let her eat his flesh for a few more days.

"Sister! Wooooooo..."

He knelt on the ground, the piercing pain from the injured leg couldn't win his attention at all, his forehead rested on her frozen and stiff hands, and he burst into tears.

"I caught fish and you haven't eaten it yet."

"It's delicious, it's fresh fish, it won't hurt your stomach."

"The fish is huge and can be eaten several times."

He cried so hard that he couldn't kneel, he fell beside the bed, and wept!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

He shouldn't go out, he should guard her at home.

Knowing that she would starve to death, he should cut a piece of meat from her leg and cook it for her. With food, she would not die.

She was starving to death!

He shouldn't have left, he didn't even know whether she was finally awake or passed away in a coma.

How disappointed would she be if she woke up at the last minute, called his name, tried to talk to him, and he wasn't there?

When he thought that she left with regret, he couldn't help crying!

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

He was sobbing and beating his chest, wishing he could take a knife and stab it into his chest to pluck out the heart that was about to shatter in pain.

"I know it's wrong, don't die, please don't die." He grabbed her arm and shook it vigorously, as if to wake her up.

No one has ever been nice to him.

She is the best person in the world for him.

Although she would scold him and beat him, it was all because of his selfishness and selfishness. But even if he was selfish and self-willed and didn't consider her at all, she still accepted him and supported him.

If she has a bite to eat, she will give him half of it.

His legs were broken by Wang Li and the others. She obviously wanted so much money, but she was reluctant to eat a delicious bite.

She wants to eat so much!

He was sick and she took care of him through the night.

She was wearing thin clothes, doing work that would crush anyone without complaining.

She has been suffering, never sweet.

Pei Jiufeng burst into tears, wishing to die: "It's me, it's me! Why is it you, you don't deserve to die, you don't deserve to die!"

He hated hitting his head against the bed board, not knowing how to torture himself in order to relieve the overwhelming regret and pain.

"I was wrong, it's all my fault, you let me die!" Suddenly, he raised his head and prayed, "You can let me do anything, as long as you save her, you can do it, right? You She has great powers, please save her, I am willing to pay all the price!"

She is such a good person, she shouldn't die.

Damn he!

As his voice fell, a strange feeling spread all over the body, Pei Jiufeng was startled, and then the space in front of him was distorted, and a sense of detachment came!

He felt Wang Dachun's arm slip out of his control like a fish, and immediately widened his eyes: "No!"

But the scene in front of him was still fading away quickly, and he tried desperately to grab forward, but he couldn't catch anything. For almost an instant, the dilapidated house was completely invisible in front of his eyes.

"No!" Pei Jiufeng sat up abruptly, opened his eyes to see the familiar bedroom, was stunned for a moment, immediately lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

Hearing the movement inside, the palace people who were waiting outside walked in: "Your Majesty?"

"Get out!" Pei Jiufeng didn't even look at it, grabbed her clothes and put them on, put on her shoes in a hurry, and strode out while tying her belt.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his expression was sad, as if his parents had died, which surprised and puzzled the palace people.

Did the emperor have a nightmare? What kind of nightmare was it that made him show such a vulnerable side?

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Even though he was puzzled, seeing him striding out without even wearing a cloak, the palace people immediately chased after him.

Pei Jiufeng's goal is clear, that is, the place to raise horses.

He led three good horses, mounted one by himself, and put his legs on the horse's belly: "Drive!"

blah blah blah!

The sound of hooves resounded on the palace road.

The palace people only felt a figure riding a horse flashing like lightning, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.

It was followed by shouts of "Emperor" and "Emperor".

The emperor suddenly left the palace. This was a matter of no beginning and no end, but the eunuchs who served with him and the guards who were close to him had to keep up.

However, no one is as fast as Pei Jiufeng.

He led the best three horses, and when one of them got tired, he replaced the other.

Out of the capital, all the way to Qingxian direction.

The eunuchs and guards' horses couldn't catch up with him, and he ran for a day and a night without food or water, and he was persistent and crazy.

Everyone was puzzled and helpless, so they had to try their best to catch up.

Pei Jiufeng rode a good horse and flew all the way into the city gate of Qingxian, clutching the reins tightly in one hand, leaning forward, wishing he could fly.