The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 624:
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Her face was pale and full of tears, her hair was stuck to her face in a mess, her eyes were staring sadly in the messy hair, her eyes were full of endless prayer and hope.
I pray that the news I just heard is just a dream or a nightmare.
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes.
It was her negligence. She should have told the people in the mansion to block the news. Jiarong would not leave the mansion, so she could hide it for a long time. However, now that the news of the death of King Shunyi has spread throughout the imperial capital, even if she lied to her, as long as she comes out If the government inquires, they will know the truth immediately.
Rather than letting her go out of the house to inquire about what happened outside the house, it would be better to chop down the hanging knife right here.
"Yes." She put her hand on her heart, leaned against the desk, and said every word, "Helian, it's gone."
Jiarong was still holding her lapel, maintaining that posture and staring at her. She seemed not to understand the words, and seemed to have suddenly become deaf and speechless. She was just so stiff, with pleading and pleading in her eyes. Hope gradually turned into endless darkness and despair.
It was also a piece of black with a lifeless air, like the black tide rising from the polar sea, destroying all life wherever it passed.
After a while, she let go of her hand and slowly raised her palm, as if she wanted to slap Feng Zhiwei, so as to angrily accuse her of talking nonsense and lying. However, as soon as she raised her hand, she rolled her eyes and fell softly. aside.
She fainted.
Feng Zhiwei leaned on the table, tilting her head and closing her eyes. The moonlight slanted on the side of her face, and her face was whiter than the moonlight.
Zong Chen silently picked up Jia Rong, put her on the bed and took her pulse. After a while, he said: "The pain is so severe that it's attacking my heart. It's okay."
Suddenly there was another "eh" sound, and he put his hand up again, and after a while he said: "Her pulse..."
Just as he was about to say something, Jiarong suddenly turned over on the bed.
Her posture is a bit weird - lying on her side with her hands stretched out. At first glance, she doesn't look like she is sleeping, but rather like she is doing some ritual.
This strange posture immediately attracted the attention of the two people.
Immediately, Feng Zhiwei and Zong Chen heard Jiarong start talking.
First there was a strange syllable, which seemed to be a special language, then she stopped and changed to Chinese.
"The descendants of the setting sun, the favor of the dynasty, if they win the world, they will overthrow the world, and if they win the world, they will overthrow the emperor's heirs..."
This passage was repeated three times, and then a few more sentences were added. One of them was, "A fake husband is destined to die, and the blood will end in the grass..."
Feng Zhiwei’s expression changed as she listened.
Fake husbands... Jiarong and He Lianzheng once got married in Dai Viet and became a couple in name only. Are they not fake husbands?
The last sentence, doesn’t it correspond to Helian’s final ending?
Did Jiarong's sleep talk come from her emotions, or... had she foreseen it, but she just didn't know it?
Some words suddenly flowed through my heart.
“Women of the Sunset Clan have a natural prophecy ability and can predict the future related to themselves or their relatives and friends. It is as if they are favored by the gods and can see the future.”
In the twelfth year of Changxi's reign, Ning Yi's mother and concubine were abandoned in the palace. Ning Yi once said this.
His mother-in-law, the legendary Princess of the Sunset Clan who was favored by the Emperor of Heaven, descended from the sky under the heavy snow and green pines, singing a song that no one could understand.
Are those weird syllables that no one can understand the ones Jiarong said first just now?
"The descendants of the sunset, after the dynasty, if they win the world, they will overthrow the world, and if they win the world, they will overthrow the emperor's heirs..."
Ning Yi is a descendant of the Sunset Clan.
Although Feng Zhiwei still doesn’t understand the last sentence, at least the meaning of the first three sentences is still very clear.
The most crucial sentence - if you win the world, you will conquer it.
Feng Zhiwei held the table with her hands, her palms were cold, and for a moment she seemed to see Destiny's livid face approaching expressionlessly.
At this moment she suddenly understood a lot.
Understand why Ning Yi has never been favored, why he was suppressed even more after showing his talents, and why he was never able to be established as the crown prince despite his talents surpassing those of his brothers.
The old emperor is old and weak-minded. As he gradually takes control of the government, he still guards the most important position and refuses to give it to him. It is because of this saying: "To win the world, subdue the world."
He was afraid that he would be killed if the throne was handed over to Ning Yi. He was afraid that Ning Yi would conquer the world and overthrow it. He was afraid of being threatened by his son and losing everything.
She also understood why Ning Yi was determined to win the throne, but never acted rashly and gave up at many opportunities. That was because he knew that he was not his father's trusted son, and he might be in nowhere at all times. Without constant vigilance, he must be infinitely more cautious than anyone else.
He went to great lengths to find Jia Rong, just for her identity as a descendant of the Sunset Clan, and to find this prophecy that was deeply hidden by the emperor.
After knowing the prophecy, Jiarong will naturally be of no use to him, and he must not bring it around to arouse suspicion.
Feng Zhiwei figured out the connection, but her face became paler and paler. At this moment, she touched the emperor's hidden thoughts, but she still didn't understand it - her son had already withered away, if she couldn't make peace Yi, what on earth was Emperor Sheng waiting for that day?
Confused mysteries passed through her heart. She took a deep breath, and a decisive thought came to her mind.
Behind him, Zong Chen did not understand what Jiarong said. He was not very clear about the strangeness of the Sunset Clan. He was asking: "All the members of the Blood Pagoda have been restrained. Should we immediately send them to Shiwanda Mountain to contact Hua Qiong?"
"Yes." Feng Zhiwei's raised chin was covered with starlight, thin and lonely, "I have to go too, Helian... has passed away. As his eldest concubine, Feng Zhiwei will be very easy Being remembered by the emperor, Wei Zhi cannot do anything for the time being. But before leaving, I have to do two things as Wei Zhi one last time."
She turned around, looking lonely.
Put up **** like a knife: "Admonish! Kill!"
The end of Changxi's eighteenth year seemed to be a very ordinary end of the year. Ordinary families were preparing ordinary New Year's dinners, and ordinary officials were busy handling ordinary official duties. Everything seemed to be the same.
However, on the calm earth, there is an undercurrent, like black poisonous blood, silently injected into the meridians of the dynasty.
December, north of the mountain.
The owner of a shop directed his waiters to take down the plaque that had been hanging on the door for more than ten years. The boss, who looked like a rich man with a round face, took the plaque and blew the ashes off it lovingly.