The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 226:

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That kind of oath was so solemn in my heart at that time that I felt it would never be forgotten. However, as time goes by, my memory will eventually fade away. However, the oath of an emperor has always been frivolous and frivolous, and gradually it was forgotten... ...To this day, the woman sadly reminds him of twenty years ago with a somewhat nostalgic smile in his arms.

He held her hand tightly, and the blood seemed to be burning like fire, burning his heart. He whispered in her ear: "I have been thinking of you... That year at the Golden Palace, you threw a cup of gifts. Poetry, in my heart..."

This was a knot in his heart, and he would not forget to ask her clearly until she died - that year when the Golden Palace threw a cup and composed a poem, his heart suddenly moved, and he was about to issue an edict to make her a concubine, but who knew that he would not Not long after, she eloped with someone. It was the first time in his life that he faced rejection from her.

"Mingying never dared to love His Majesty..." Mrs. Feng stretched out her hand and carefully caressed Emperor Shengtian's beard, revealing a sad smile, "Those three palaces and six courtyards...the seventy-two concubines... Mingying dreamed of being with His Majesty... as a couple for the rest of her life... but that was impossible... she couldn't ask for it... staying in the Imperial Capital was desolate... Mingying didn't run away with someone... she left on her own... the next year ...I married someone just because I was down and out..."

Emperor Tiansheng looked at her in a daze, shedding tears in a daze, and said sadly: "Mingying! I have misunderstood you for so many years!"

"It's... I... have a bad temper... I'm too... greedy..." Mrs. Feng smiled thinly, as she could be penetrated by the sword of death at any time, "I won't change until I die... …”

"Stop talking..." Emperor Tiansheng hugged her and sobbed, "Tell me...what are your unfulfilled wishes?"

"I only wish that... Your Majesty will be healthy and happy..." Mrs. Feng replied vaguely, her eyes far away, like a wisp of clouds, floating in the distant time and space, "That year... the Golden Palace threw a cup and composed a poem …It’s such a joy…”

"You can go with peace of mind." With tears rolling down Emperor Shengtian's mind, he thought of the woman who wrote poems in the Golden Palace half a year ago, Feng Zhiwei, her daughter, and a softness surged in his heart, and he said softly, "You want me to Healthy and happy, I also want you to leave without any worries. I will treat your daughter well. She is very much like you...I will make her...make her princess...give her a marriage...He Lianzheng!"

"Zhiwei... looks a lot like me..." Mrs. Feng mentioned Feng Zhiwei, and finally showed a bright and proud smile, holding Emperor Tiansheng's hand tightly, "Princess Princess... it doesn't matter. ...I just hope that for Mingying's sake...if she has any ignorance and mistakes...forgive me...grant me a marriage...you can do it...the grassland is too far away...I feel bad..."

"Prince Helian will be kind to her, but it's up to you, let's see again." Emperor Tiansheng held the woman as frail as a feather and looked at her, struggling and refusing to leave, knowing that she was waiting. Looking at her only relative, she gently wiped away her tears, laid her flat on the couch, and said in a cold voice to the imperial doctor who came over:

"No matter what, let me keep her alive and let her see Feng Zhiwei before she goes!"

"Yes!"

Undercurrent surged in the imperial city, and a woman completed all her mission in her life in a pool of blood.

Feng Zhiwei stood leaning against a tree outside the city gate, listening to the changes in the past seven days.

Her dusty face had lost all color, but there were no tears either. It was as if all the tears had been dried by the thunderous news since she heard the words "It's too late".

She clung to the tree, otherwise it seemed that she could no longer support her body.

Zong Chen put it very simply. First, he was afraid of irritating Feng Zhiwei too much. Second, he didn't know some things himself. However, Feng Zhiwei's heart had already sunk in deep water.

My mother and younger brother were imprisoned because they were involved in the Dacheng Emperor's heir case. Then my younger brother died, and my mother was taken to Ning'an Palace. Not long after, someone saw the imperial doctor rushing to Ning'an Palace.

Zong Chen comforted her, "Maybe your father-in-law is just injured..."

Feng Zhiwei shook his head, and Zong Chen shut up. Even he didn't believe this - with Mrs. Feng's fierceness, she had endured it for more than ten years, how could she possibly endure it any longer? From the moment she broke into the prison with an axe, this woman had already put all her efforts into breaking the boat, never intending to leave a way out for herself.

"I'm going to Ning'an Palace." After a long time, Feng Zhiwei said calmly.

"Miss Feng." Ning Chen tried to persuade her, "This is too dangerous..."

"She's waiting for me." Feng Zhiwei said decisively and took off Wei Zhi's mask.

Zong Chen stopped talking and clapped his hands. Someone came out from behind the tree, holding clean clothes and toiletries.

"You can't go see her like this. The emperor is very suspicious." Zong Chen said, "Wash off the dust and I'll modify it for you."

Feng Zhiwei washed her face, changed her clothes, and remade her makeup according to Feng Zhiwei's makeup. Zong Chen used mutton oil to carefully remove the peeling and charred skin on her lips. He took another box and put it on her face. I had some light acne left after having some smallpox treatment.

Feng Zhi looked at the photo in the micro-mirror, and it was almost real. He knew that the Commander-in-Chief was good at disguise, and he was afraid that even his own mask was his handiwork.

She was full of pain and worries, and had no intention of saying much. She hurriedly mounted her horse and headed straight for the imperial city.

Mom, wait for me!

The ninth floor of the imperial city cannot be entered without a summons.

The decree of the inner court has not yet reached the outer city, and the imperial guards are constantly shuttling in front of the palace gate, guarding it tightly.

Suddenly there was the sound of hoofbeats like rain, approaching quickly. The Imperial Guards turned their heads one after another, and saw someone riding a horse alone on a huge square as wide as a lake, clad like golden sunlight, a ray of shocking lightning, and a thunderbolt passing through. Comes empty.

The person who came was wearing a black dress, which was integrated with the black horse underneath him. The dress was flying and fluttering as he galloped rapidly, like a haze cloud that came from the sky and suddenly covered the sky.

The horse was so splendid that the Imperial Guards were still dazzled and lost in the majesty and elegance of the one who came. The single rider was in front of them, crossing the wind and passing by in an instant.

It seems as if Hongyu is flying across the sky and the earth, but it cannot be grasped.

By the time the Imperial Guards reacted, the cavalry had already passed through two palace gates!

The golden light of the sun was connected by the figure in a straight line, like a golden chime, passing straight through the center of the imperial capital and passing through the nine palaces.

At this time, the guards in front of the third palace gate vaguely heard the commotion. When they raised their heads, their sight was obscured by the black clouds. They were about to intercept them with guns. The man on the horse suddenly leaned down and opened his palms to face them. Yang.