Chapter 224

Howling, escaping, begging, refusing, struggling, crying, panting

She did not move, a blink does not blink, silent as for persistent, read all that.

Half a quarter of an hour later, everything was quiet.

The second tray was gently placed in front of her.

"Ma'am, please change your clothes after using Huagong powder." Gold feather Wei low way, "Your Majesty is waiting for you in Ning'an palace."

Mrs. Feng is silent. She gets up and walks to the place where Feng Hao lies.

The pampered, domineering, spoiled by her, the unruly child will never be able to make her own voice in this world.

Mrs. Feng knelt on the cold iron ground and held the child's body in her arms for the last time.

She caresses Feng Hao's cold face carefully, wiping away the mud dust he just struggled with.

Under the oil lamp, Feng Hao's ruddy face is only as pale as the moon. I don't know where a gust of wind swirls and sobs in the dark iron walls.

Feng Hao was dying and opened his eyes.

He looked at Mrs. Feng a little strangely, like looking at a distant person. He murmured for a long time, struggling to take Mrs. Feng's hand and touch his stomach.

The sound is light and thin, like the spider silk that will be broken in the winter wind.

"Mother I feel so painful... "

That hand in the air powerless scratch, want to the next of kin to personally experience the pain of intestinal perforation, as from small to large, many times.

However, the weak hand, just holding the finger of Mrs. Feng, suddenly stopped, and then dropped silently.

He lay with his eyes wide open. The light of his eyes was scattered.

The last breath of who breathed out faintly in the half sky wandered desolately in the night's weeping.

Before he died, he cried with pain. For the last time in his life, he wanted to hold the hand of his relatives. He did not want to think about the cold truth behind the death.

He just want to take the warmth on the road, such as this short life, his mother has always given him everything.

In this life, he lived willfully and selfishly, and the right and wrong were reversed, only because the fate had already arranged for him to suffer.

Mrs. Feng's hand was also stiff in the air.

For a long time she focused on her eyes, which were still open to death, and did not reach out to touch his eyes.

Son Let you look at me, always look at me.

From the day you were adopted, I swore to you that I only let you suffer once in your short life Just this time.

This time, I use 16 years of doting to compensate you, but I know, can't make up, nothing is more important than life.

Hao'er.

Look at me.

This is the world's most heartless mother, the most shameless relatives, the most ruthless woman, she spent 16 years waiting for you, to die.

The sky light on the wall turned a finger length.

Hua Gong scattered into the abdomen, clothes and skirts on the body.

After Mrs. Feng stood up, she never looked back to see Feng Hao. The two golden feather guards wrapped the body in yellow silk and dragged it out. This was to be handed over to your majesty for personal examination.

When Jin Yuwei came to urge him again, Mrs. Feng got up calmly. When she stepped out of the stairs, everyone felt a light in front of her.

Like red maple snow, thousands of acres of blue water frozen ice, the woman's black eyebrows bleak and bright, so that the sun also retreated.

A woman with charm and deep sadness has a startling beauty.

Madame Feng just did not squint, straightened her back, and went slowly towards the direction of Ning'an palace. She walked steadily and slowly.

The long skirt trailed behind her like a piece of white feather across the mirror like white stone ground.

The wind blows up her hair, and suddenly flies out of saixue's white. The jinyuwei who follows her is surprised and looks at each other.

They remember that when Mrs. Feng first entered the prison, she was still a head of green silk. When did the black hair become snow under the green silk?

The woman in front of her has been holding her head high and walking calmly. She goes through the cloister, through the garden and the path to the palace His shoulders are thin and his back is straight.

No one saw her God, such as snow, a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

Zhiwei, you should have been in a safe place under their protection, right?

Or you didn't avoid it. In your nature, you may be on the way back to Beijing. However, the South China Sea is far away from the imperial capital. When you arrive, everything will be settled.

It doesn't matter if you come back. My mother will arrange the way for you. You will never have the best crisis in your life.

Many years ago, the people I love said to me, everything should be done from beginning to end and be the best.

Know the micro.

But I hope you can do the same.

There are many palaces and palaces.

The long train was drawn across the jade corridor where dragons and phoenixes danced, and turned into the dark palace in the light and shadow of the sun.

Deep in the shadow, someone stood up eagerly.

Mrs. Feng stood still, slightly raised her face, showing a quiet and sad smile.Such a smile, in the eyes of emperor Tiansheng, is like seeing a flower blooming quietly on the cliff, opening out a heart stirring softness in the hard background.

"Ming Ying..." He held out his hand a little forgetful and called softly.

Mrs. Feng fixed to look at him, and did not worship, just came forward with a smile.

Emperor Tiansheng took her hand and stroked the pale hands carefully. The hands were not delicate and soft. There were some thin cocoons. He knew that these cocoons were born from practicing martial arts with swords 20 years ago, and were also caused by ten years of hard work.

With a little complex pity, he held her hand tightly and said, "Mingying, in the final analysis, you are also deceived by others, and you have made great contributions to the state. I really can't bear to kill you, but such a crime of treason can't be explained without an explanation There is a unused Palace at the back of the palace. It is very close to the office of Haoyun Xuan. It is also very secret It's better not to come out later

Mrs. Feng lowered her eyes and listened obediently to the arrangement of his concern. Her face was slightly bowed, and she could not see the sarcastic smile at the corners of her mouth.

This is an unknown royal secret case. Who should be born, who should die, and who should be told?

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