The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 655:

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Feng Zhi smiled slightly and answered quickly and clearly, "To each other."

The two looked at each other, each with a cold look in his eyes, then Feng Zhi came in slightly and she came out.

In an instant, Feng Zhiwei understood that Concubine Qing had no scruples about Emperor Tian Sheng exposing her life story - Concubine Qing herself was also a descendant of the Blood Pagoda. She was afraid that Feng Zhiwei also had relevant evidence in her hands, and she was also afraid of exposing Feng Zhiwei. If Emperor Tian Sheng asked her how she knew about her humble background, how should she explain that she was a concubine with "an innocent origin and had lived in a deep palace for a long time"?

People like Concubine Qing are cautious and sinister, and will not put themselves in danger in order to defeat their enemies.

She opened the heavy curtains and kowtowed to the emperor on the sick bed. The emperor happily extended his hand to her.

After a while, the chamberlain lifted the curtain, and Feng Zhiwei withdrew with a faint smile. As he walked away, he said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. Although my wife is a soft-spoken woman, she will definitely do her best for the dynasty."

The emperor laughed hoarsely and said: "You are a good boy, I believe in you."

The heavy curtain fell again, and Feng Zhiwei exited the bedroom. When he turned around, the smile on his lips became a little colder.

As expected, Emperor Tiansheng’s idea came to Huzhuo Grassland. He wanted to send troops from the grassland to attack Changning Fan at the front line of Longshui Pass, so that the imperial army, which was attacked from both sides, could concentrate on dealing with Huofeng. Rebels.

Feng Zhiwei walked out of the dormitory quickly under the guidance of the chamberlain, and walked through the palace. When passing by Ning'an Palace, she stopped.

Looking at the closed crimson palace door, the dark green eaves corner, the moss under the corner is bright, and a peach blossom pokes out diligently.

What she saw in her eyes was only that year, just the Ning'an Palace in the heavy snow that year.

It was the bed stained with my mother’s blood that year, it was the two coffins side by side in the solitary room that year, it was the eternal lantern that year, it was the peach tree with brown branches in the backyard of Ning’an Palace that year There was snow piled under the dry ground, and the writing on the snow was melted by her cold hands.

She quietly looked at the corner of the palace eaves, and the conversation in the emperor's chamber just now drifted through her mind.

"Zhiwei, the Fire Phoenix Army actually launched an army to seize southern Fujian in the name of revenge for the female commander. It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. It is just the rebel army's evil words to confuse the public. Why did my mother die? My wife knows it best. Your Majesty is extremely benevolent to my mother, shows great care for Zhiwei, and is deeply benevolent and virtuous. It is rare for a saint to be found in ancient and modern times." Also, the rebels made false claims to slander our emperor, and they really deserve death!"

The cloudy old eyes of Emperor Tiansheng stared at her closely, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Once these rebels make trouble, they just find a reason for it. I have a clear conscience. Why should I be afraid of being slandered by Xiaoxiao? I just remember that I am so kind to Huofeng and Hua Qiong, and they can actually fight against each other. It is really shocking. It’s heartbreaking.”

"Your Majesty, otherwise, as an orphan of a handsome female commander, I will go to the Fire Phoenix Army to express my righteousness?"

"No need, the army is as strong as iron, and it may not listen to a woman like you. I...can't bear to ask you to go into danger alone."

Are you reluctant or afraid? Afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain?

The emperor still has some doubts in his heart, right?

Asking the grassland to send troops to help is a test for her to see how loyal she is.

Feng Zhiwei smiled lightly and quickly left the palace.

Back in the mansion, she naturally can't go back to the Wei mansion now, but Helianzheng had a magnificent mansion when he was a hostage in the Imperial Capital, so she moved in naturally.

I wrote a letter to the grassland in the mansion, repeating the words of Emperor Tiansheng clearly to Peonyhua, and then handed it over to the steward in a dignified manner, and delivered it by horse through the imperial station.

This letter is the statement that Emperor Tiansheng is waiting for. Instead of letting him secretly send someone to intercept it and take a peek, it is better to take the most dignified and brightest route.

As for whether I still need to write a sealed letter and give other instructions.

No need.

The peonies will know what to do.

Feng Zhiwei raised his face and looked in the direction of Northern Xinjiang. Someone was approaching on horseback from the horizon with a bright smile.

After sending the letter, she returned to the mansion. Everything in the mansion was untouched, retaining the rough and casual style of Helian when he was still alive. She had no intention of changing it, even if she saw the bows he had used. The knife would hurt her heart, and she would force herself to look on and live on, watching soberly and without letting go, like those relatives in the sky who always opened their eyes to watch her every move.

She is not a person, she is a soul that was sacrificed before completing those things.

The evening wind picked up, blowing the peach blossoms on the branches, and the ground in the courtyard fell red. She was silent in the spring night, waiting for news.

Someone approaches gently, with strange steps, which is the unique frequency of Blood Pagoda.

Zong Chen stayed in the grassland. The people in the Blood Buddha Tu who are now in charge around her are only named by numbers. According to the new regulations, this "Ah San" is responsible for collecting and transmitting information in the palace, and is currently responsible for monitoring Concubine Qing.

"Master." The voice behind him said softly, "She has left the palace."

Feng Zhiwei turned around suddenly.

Isn’t Concubine Qing hiding by the emperor’s side? Why are you leaving the palace at this moment?

"Where to go?"

"Siming Lane in the south of the city."

Siming Lane in the south of the city, Shenshui Street in the west of Beijing, the two major gathering places for officials and nobles in the middle of Beijing, who is Concubine Qing looking for?

Feng Zhiwei looked thoughtful. It was doubtful that Concubine Qing would leave the palace at this time, but the opportunity for her to leave the palace was so rare that she was not willing to let it go.

Concubine Qing was the main culprit of Helian's death. She was allowed to live to this day, but she had trouble sleeping and eating.

"Lead the way."

Several figures silently left the Shunyi Prince's residence and flew across the night sky.

Concubine Qing’s figure is easy to identify. She and her men have improved the original Blood Pagoda martial arts in a feminine style, twisting their waists in a unique style. From a distance, Feng Zhiwei saw That strange rhythm swept across the peach treetops of Concubine Qing.

Compared with the last time, her Qinggong has improved even more, and her life in the royal palace did not let her put down her skills.

How could such a woman be satisfied with just being a concubine?

Feng Zhiwei followed her from a distance and saw her crossing the ridges of many rooftops, going further and further away, and finally stopped in front of a yard.