The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 635:
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Feng Zhiwei clapped his hands, and Zong Chen threw someone over. As soon as he landed, he collapsed on the ground as softly as a sack.
"Plum blossom..." Peony Flower's voice was sharp.
Almost immediately she understood what Mei Duo had done, and the next sentence came fiercely and decisively.
"Come here, drag her behind the horse and show her to the public in front of every tent! Tell them that it was this woman who betrayed the king's whereabouts and caused his death!"
"Concubine, please..." Before the dazed Mei Duo had time to beg for mercy, she was already dragged out by several strong men on the grassland by her hair, with blood stains all the way amid the pitiful cries.
"She is not the one in charge, but I already have a clue." Feng Zhiwei pressed the trembling Peony Hua's shoulders, "Peony Hua, believe me, I will avenge Helian."
"The revenge of the son of the grassland will be avenged by the grassland." Peony brushed her hand away and stared into her eyes, "Are you from the imperial court?"
Feng Zhiwei felt bitter, pursed her lips and said nothing, but Peony Hua had already nodded, rolled up her sleeves, looked at the sky, and said lightly: "I know my son, what he really wants to do is not afraid of anything. Life and death, if it hadn't been for the quarrel between Zadalan and I that day, he might not have made this choice. It was me who harmed him... Zhiwei, from now on, the grassland will be handed over to you."
She walked away with her neck straight, her back lonely, Chamutu opened his hands to her, Peonyhua squatted down, picked him up, and left slowly.
Those loved ones have come and gone, leaving her alone on the top of Huzhuo Snow Mountain for a long time, covering the grassland with a lonely and sad light.
The court envoys arrived the next day, and the Huzhuo tribe held a grand funeral for their king. Concubine Feng Zhiwei, who had been "recuperating for a long time", finally appeared at the king's funeral. When the black gold coffin was hoisted, In the tomb ten feet underground, the concubine knelt down and sprinkled the first handful of soil.
The sadness of farewell shrouded the woman's eyebrows, and the mournful grassland made the envoys from the imperial court sigh.
"Concubine." The Chinese scholar seemed to be afraid that she would faint in his arms at any time due to excessive grief. He carefully said from a distance of three feet, "Your Majesty heard the bad news about King Shunyi and was very worried about the health of the concubine. He once said I send my regards to the concubine and hope that the concubine will return to the imperial capital as soon as possible to be cared for."
As expected, Feng Zhiwei sneered in her heart. Emperor Tiansheng's memory was like this. He couldn't remember Feng Zhiwei on weekdays. But here she became a widow, and the old emperor remembered that she was his biological daughter. The title Princess Shengying was the person he had personally promised Madam Feng to take care of.
She covered her heart and leaned on the maid. Xie En, who was extremely weak, said that she would return to the capital to see Xie En as soon as she got better.
After sending away the envoys from the court, she watched infatuatedly as the prairie men were sealing the coffins and marching away, leveling the ground, and then circled a huge piece of land to build a cemetery, but no one knew the exact location of the tomb. Know.
The shadows of distant mountains were smeared on the gradually flattening land. She sat on the cold ground and traced the outline of the shadows in a daze. Deep down in her heart, she wanted to remember in a trance that the top of the mountain was At the end of the shadow is the place where Helian sleeps...
At some point, another shadow silently covered her behind. The figure was not thick, but it covered her shadow just enough.
Immediately, a pair of warm hands, hesitantly but without changing direction, landed on her shoulders.
Feng Zhiwei looked back a little sluggishly, and then from the blurry perspective of raising her head, she saw a corner of white gauze and a delicate mandible.
She blinked, thinking that her eyes were dim and hallucinating again. She couldn't believe it. However, the man patted her shoulder awkwardly. The warmth from his palm and the unique awkward posture were familiar to her. Shocking.
Feng Zhiwei blinked again. With this blink, the liquid in her eyes finally fell. Then she silently turned around and hugged the man.
The man raised his hand for a moment, as if he was subconsciously about to throw him away, but Feng Zhiwei came over regardless. The hand he just raised soon stopped moving, and he was a little stiff when Feng Zhiwei hugged him. Lift, straight.
Feng Zhiwei leaned her face against his particularly soft and comfortable fabric, pressed against the slightly damp cloth, and sighed: "Although I think you shouldn't come, when I see you coming at this moment, I really So happy..."
"Nanyi..." she whispered almost as if in a dream, "I'm so happy, glad you are still here."
Gu Nanyi lowered his face and looked at the woman hugging his waist. From his angle, he could only see her long eyelashes, covered with mist. In the sunlight, they looked like they were dotted with countless crystal diamonds. The light The stabbing made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if his heart was filled with countless sharp-edged crystal diamonds, which were constantly sharpening his flesh and blood with the pulse, causing a faint pain.
Are these... Feng Zhiwei's tears?
Have you ever heard of this feeling of heart-wrenching pain caused by those tears? Is it heartbreaking?
Gu Nanyi stared blankly at the tiny rays of light flowing under the sun. He had met her for so long and had been separated, and he had never seen her cry with his own eyes. But when he finally saw it, he suddenly understood the feeling of heartache. .
After understanding loneliness, confusion, excitement, longing... and other emotions because of her, he also understood heartache.
Half a month ago, he received the news that He Lianzheng was dead. He was stunned for a long time, feeling uneasy in his heart. He suddenly felt that she needed him for no reason.
He thought she needed him, so he came. If the mountains were far away, he rushed to the horizon.
Leave everything behind and drive for half a month. When I see her lonely black silhouette sitting alone on the horizon of the vast grassland, I feel that the world is so lonely and she is the only one left.
No, you can't.
Gu Nanyi held her tightly in his arms, wanting to use this action to give her more warmth, and a little bit annoyed that he didn't have the kind of warm body that could warm her up instantly when she was cold.
That kind of strength made Feng Zhiwei shocked that the two people's movements at this moment were a bit shocking, and she quickly broke away gently. Gu Nanyi did not insist, frowned, looked at her face, and snorted in disgust. , and immediately wiped her face with his sleeves in a messy manner. The movement was not gentle, and the makeup on her face was completely wiped away. After that, he touched the sleeves carefully, feeling sorry for the way his clothes were stained.
Feng Zhiwei looked at the series of actions of the mysophobic Master Gu and felt familiar and friendly. She couldn't help but want to go against him. She grabbed his sleeves that he had just smoothed and wiped his tears fiercely.