The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 425:

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"I always thought that there was no woman in his heart, and I always thought that no one in this world was worthy of walking with him..." Manchun said with a low, almost sighing smile for a long time, "But it turns out that there are not no women. It’s just that the hairpin died, hiding it from the world, and also... the infatuated woman in this house..."

Feng Zhiwei’s face was dimmed in the pale yellow light. Both in front of and behind the mask, his eyebrows were fixed and motionless.

She lowered her eyes for a while and said calmly: "You already know who I am?"

Manchun looked at her, smiled sadly, held her neck up straight, and said without hesitation: "Yes."

All the anomalies, the time of Ning Yi's change, and the secretly pointing to related events made this smart woman who was always by Ning Yi's side guess everything.

A woman who is deeply in love has a spiritual sensitivity.

A flash of pain flashed through Feng Zhiwei's eyes, and she said, "Why are you suffering?"

It may not be a problem if you want to attack her, but if you know a secret that you shouldn't know and tell it, there will only be one end.

This Manchun is a very smart and perceptive woman, why...

Manchun smiled strangely, lay on the ground, and whispered: "There has to be someone who can tell him the things he doesn't want to say."

Feng Zhi was slightly shaken.

"Wei Shangshu, Wei Houye." Manchun smiled coldly, swaying like a begonia under the moon, "Your golden horse in the Yutang is famous all over the world. You are famous in both the government and the public, and you are loved by the people. You are truly a superior person. , stirred up the wind and clouds as a woman, captivated the world and captivated His Highness’s heart, but you yourself have no heart.”

Feng Zhiwei’s fingers were slightly cool as they rested on her clothes. The clothes were made of thin silk, smooth and cool, but her hands were a bit cooler than the clothes. The spring night wind blew through the gaps in the window lattice. Seeing that she was disheveled, she should feel cold, but she forgot to put on her clothes.

"You and he see each other almost every day and get along day and night. You and he have gone through ups and downs together, and experienced the ups and downs of the government and the country together. You should understand his suffering and his difficulties better than anyone else. You should understand that these four sides are... When the enemy is in danger, you have to put in so much effort to do even the smallest things. You should be able to guess how much he has done for you, but you just don’t understand—did you really not think of it, or do you just don’t want to think about it at all?"

“It’s more hateful for a person who understands to pretend to be confused than for a confused person to be really confused.” Manchun sneered, holding his hands behind his back, “You don’t feel sorry for his suffering, I feel sorry for him, I feel so distressed that I can’t bear it, I feel sorry for him until tonight when I see him You and I suddenly understood everything. There are some things that he will never say. So for me, if you want to pretend to be confused, I won't follow you. I always want you to remember today's events clearly and never forget them. I always want you to think in your heart every time. When you are cruel, you have to think of me tonight, and remember that there was once a person in the world who begged you like this - love him, or let him go."

Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and Feng Zhiwei suddenly jumped up like a whirlwind and grabbed her shoulders with his hands.

Her hand fell on Manchun's shoulder, but before exerting any strength, Manchun suddenly fell forward and fell into her arms.

Feng Zhiwei slowly lowered his head.

Manchun’s thoughts.

A shining dagger, opened in a brilliant bright red, flashed dazzlingly in her field of vision.

Manchun's body was already half-hidden behind the tub. Her last move was to put the dagger into the back of her heart.

Every time you are cruel, you have to think of me tonight, and remember that there was someone in the world who asked you this - love him, or let him go.

She used her life to end forever tonight to force Feng Zhiwei to remember her.

Not to remember her, but to remember her last prayer for the one she loved and cared for.

Blood gurgled out and formed a thick pool of blood on the ground. Feng Zhiwei was lost in thought in the blood shadow and said softly: "Why are you suffering?"

The second time she said this, her voice was desolate.

"I'm going to die if I get close to you... reveal your identity..." Manchun struggled to show a bleak smile, "I don't want... to die in his hands... to die... to make it worthwhile. ."

Her body became colder inch by inch in Feng Zhiwei's hands, just like the moonlight, retreating inch by inch from the darkness in the room.

The last words she said in her life were: "If you can't love in the end."

"Please tell him that someone once loved him like this."

Feng Zhiwei held the cold body in her arms and was stunned in the darkness. For a moment, her heart felt empty, not knowing why or where it belonged.

A bed of splendid clothes was piled messily in front of her, but she just stood there stunned, amidst the shock and overturning, surging, hot and cold, forgetting that her clothes were disheveled, and she had not put on her coat yet.

There was a slight noise in front of the door, and she suddenly woke up. She twisted her body and raised her arms. The light silver crepe cloak reflected a blurry color like starlight in the orange light, and then slowly fell on her shoulders.

Ning Yi stood at the door.

Hearing the noise, he pushed the door open and saw the silver light spread out like the moonlight. In the moonlight, a figure as exquisite as a jade vase flashed, and the delicate and goose-yellow skin was faintly visible. It was also as bright as countless moonlights, so eye-catching. People's eyes are formed into horizontal threads and vertical nets, which actually make people's breathing become tight.

After tightening, I could smell the strong smell of blood.

My heart trembled, and my thoughts disappeared. He quickly came over and asked urgently: "Are you injured?"

However, he stopped in an instant, saw Manchun underground, and his eyes flashed.

Feng Zhiwei slowly raised her eyes to look at him and said calmly: "Suicide."

Ning Yi looked at the corpse silently and said for a long time: "She is very smart."

Feng Zhiwei felt a slight chill in her heart, knowing that Manchun was indeed very smart - sending her to serve her tonight was a dead end.

Ning Yi may want to test the heart of this "concubine", maybe he thinks she is too smart and knows too much, maybe... he has other ideas, he just gave a gentle order, and the beauty decidedly Come, die decisively knowing the outcome, and did everything she could for him before she died.

There are as many people in this world who hate without reason as there are people who love without complaint.

Half-covered in her cloak, Feng Zhiwei put on her coat. There was a corpse lying in front of her. No one was looking charming. Feng Zhiwei didn’t notice until she was dressed that Ning Yi had also changed her clothes. The colorful robe is elegant and elegant, with a unique aura of light moonlight and clouds.