The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 58:

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The frightened general manager of the Royal Forest Army wiped his sweat and stepped forward. He thanked Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nanyi repeatedly, and expressed his warmth - His Majesty had already returned to the palace from the Huwei Camp. Once he learned that Princess Shaoning had been rescued by Mr. Wei, There will definitely be generous rewards, so hurry up and build good relationships now.

Shao Ning ran over, with her hair in a crooked bun and one of her shoes missing. She cried and laughed in front of everyone, and hugged Feng Zhiwei's neck, "Wei Zhi! Wei Zhi! Wei Zhi!"

She did not thank Feng Zhiwei for saving her life, nor did she care that the person who saved her was not Feng Zhiwei. She just screamed like that, with tears in her voice, as if she wanted to convey all the excitement in her heart through this name. Express it.

Countless soldiers lowered their heads in embarrassment and looked the other way.

The ministers who arrived looked at each other in confusion - the princess came in front of everyone, did she really not care about the royal dignity? Once word gets out, how will it end in the future?

Feng Zhiwei smiled slightly and pushed Shaoning away, took three steps back and bowed.

"Your Highness." She said gently and apologetically, "Wei Chen was accidentally hit just now, causing the princess to fall down the building with Wei Chen. This is Wei Chen's fault. Please punish me."

She laughed again: "After the disaster, the minister is as excited as the princess. It's rude."

Her meaning is very obvious - I didn't save you, I was knocked unsteady by the prince, causing you to fall from the building, now I can only calculate the merit and demerit.

And you behaved inappropriately because you were just excited about the rest of your life - she didn't say that Shaoning was rude and said that she was being disrespectful, but she believed - you know.

Shaoning was stunned.

The ministers breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Zhiwei has already walked away.

She was uninterested, smiled faintly, and walked to a corner with Gu Nanyi, waiting for His Majesty to return to the palace and return the Huweijun token.

That corner was quiet and no one came. Gu Nanyi liked the quietness. He tasted the sweet grass blades among the flowers one by one. The blood-splattered killing in front of him just now seemed to have no impact on him.

Feng Zhiwei watched him for a long time, then suddenly turned to him, looked deeply through the veil he would never take off, and asked: "Tell me, who are you?"

The sound of wind is soft, the fragrance of flowers is faint, and the glimmer of dawn is about to come to you.

The man's face behind the veil is still as far away as the end of the world.

When they first met in the small courtyard in Beijing, for some reason she became his prisoner, and for some reason he was taken away by her and became her bodyguard. After spending several months together, he seemed to have never thought about going back to his original life. He should have been there for her from the beginning.

And she always knew that he was really a jade sculpture, solid from the inside out.

It was only because of this that she had the trust of never being defensive. However, what happened tonight was too strange, and she couldn't let it go anymore.

Can be concealed, but cannot be exploited.

I thought that the young man who clung to his own territory would not respond to her question.

He turned around and took a firm look at her for the first time.

"I am..."

"Master Wei!"

A hurried cry interrupted the words that were about to be spoken, and the servants around Emperor Tiansheng ran over without touching the ground, dragged Feng Zhiwei away.

"Your Majesty announces you!"

Feng Zhiwei was helpless. As he was being dragged away, he asked earnestly: "Remember to finish your words later, otherwise someone will die."

The man nodded seriously.

Emperor Tiansheng was standing downstairs in Jingzhai, looking up upstairs. The prince's body had been collected by the guards, but the emperor was still looking up deeply at the broken railings, as if trying to see through the wet blood. , to see the eldest son's last gesture before his death.

There was a crooked gap in the railing under the blue sky, and the broken crossbar was swaying in the wind, like an old man with missing teeth, laughing desolately.

Looking from a distance, the emperor's back looks old and weak.

Twenty-six children in a lifetime, sixteen will survive. Among the sixteen people, four died young, two died of illness after being crowned kings, three were usurped by the third prince, and one was left disabled. Now, the eldest son and heir to the dynasty has died again.

The Ning family has flourishing branches and leaves, and in the years of strife, it has finally become a three-autumn tree, cutting out the complexity and simplifying it.

Ning Yi knelt in front of him and apologized sincerely in a low voice.

Feng Zhiwei heard his last few words: "I was hit by a mistake and could not be rescued... I will accept the blame for the loss of my son... I only hope that my father will cherish the dragon body and think of all the people in the world..."

What a filial son’s love.

Feng Zhiwei walked over and knelt down silently. Ning Yi saw her in a blink of an eye and immediately said to Emperor Tiansheng: "Shaoning fell from the building, and my son was not far away before he could be rescued. Thanks to Mr. Wei for sacrificing his life to save me. A scholar is so brave, I am very grateful."

Emperor Tiansheng turned his satisfied eyes, and Feng Zhiwei sighed secretly in her heart, and had no choice but to decline: "Your Highness is so complimentary, I really don't dare to take credit..."

"Shaoning!" Ning Yi was already calling Shaoning over. Emperor Tiansheng looked at his daughter lovingly, with the joy of surviving the disaster in his eyes. Shaoning was still a little distracted, and answered her father's earnest questions. Without saying a word, the corners of his eyes kept glancing at Feng Zhiwei.

After glancing too much, Emperor Tiansheng also noticed. He looked at Shaoning and then Feng Zhiwei, with a hint of dark cloud floating in his eyes.

The prince's body was covered with yellow silk and was carried over. He asked Emperor Tiansheng to give instructions. Emperor Tiansheng did not come forward. He closed his eyes for a long time, waved his hands and sighed: "We will stop at Lingmingyi Palace first. There is no need to announce that the internal and external ministers are entering the palace to mourn." ”

That is - not to be buried according to the rites of a prince.

Ning Yi seemed not to have heard these words, and kept looking sad all the time. He walked to his knees in front of the prince's body and choked out: "Brother...", lying on the ground weeping speechlessly for a long time.

Emperor Tiansheng looked sad but comforted.

Shaoning suddenly walked over.

After seeing the corpse of her brother, her dazed expression suddenly became clearer. She slowly walked over and knelt on the other side of the prince's corpse, opposite Ning Yi.

The apricot yellow dress stained with blood and soot was covered with the bright yellow and black dragon robe that was also stained with blood. Shaoning opened the yellow silk ribbon and stared at the dead body of her brother. After a long while, she closed it and closed it. Open mouth.

Then she said: "Brother."

The tone was calm, as cold as moving ice beads, which was completely different from Ning Yi's misery and sorrow.

"Just now, the moment I fell from the building, I suddenly understood something." Shaoning stroked the prince's cold face, "It turns out that you are the most pitiful person."