Chapter 228

Feng Zhiwei holding that bundle of firewood like golden spear, seems to want to smile, but finally, tears.

Ning'an palace is shrouded in a stifling silence.

There was a thick smell of rust in the air. The imperial doctors went in and out behind the curtain, stealing and whispering from time to time. The maids carried gold pots. When they went in, it was water, and when they came out, it was blood.

Emperor Tiansheng's face was as heavy as water, sitting in the outer hall with a book in his hand, but he didn't read a word.

Mrs. Feng had no way to return to heaven. After such a heavy collision, she didn't leave any behind for herself. The imperial doctor said that she should have died long ago, but she insisted on dying. He understood that she was waiting for Feng Zhiwei, and ordered the eunuch to pass it immediately, but he didn't hold any hope in his heart. The procedures for entering and leaving the palace were complicated, and every palace gate would be carefully examined. This time, it was extremely time-consuming and needed to go Find Feng Zhiwei. Even if Feng Zhiwei has already arrived at the gate of the palace to wait, I'm afraid it's too late.

Why is it that she is cooking like this?

"Your Majesty..." "I'm afraid it's No more... "

Emperor Tiansheng's heart sank.

She didn't wait after all!

"Your majesty!" An internal servant flashed in, not daring to speak loudly and calling in a low voice. Emperor Tiansheng raised his eyes impatiently and was about to get angry, but he listened to the servant say a few words in a low voice.

Emperor Tiansheng eyebrows move, put down the book.

"Already? So fast? "

Then he was surprised and said, "I've broken through six palace gates."

"Mingying has a successor..." Emperor Tiansheng thought of the woman who threw a cup of poetry on the golden palace that day. A little surprise flashed in his eyes, and he raised his voice and said, "quick Xuan!"

The figure flashed, and a woman with long hair and black skirt appeared in front of the hall door.

She seemed to be a little short of breath, slightly gasping, with a thin sweat on her forehead, glimmering in the shadow of the front half of the threshold.

She came quickly, and every step made her face pale.

"Here you are." Emperor Tiansheng sat on the couch, his face sorrowful, "go and see her."

Feng Zhiwei heard this sentence, a pine in the heart, almost instantly paralyzed in the ground, she ran back to Beijing, all the way has already exhausted physical strength, and even through the six palace gate, has long been the end of the strong crossbow.

At this time, it was not the time to fall down. She struggled and kowtowed to the emperor Tiansheng without saying a word. She turned and walked toward the inner hall.

Emperor Tiansheng looked at her back with a little gratification. At this time, fengzhiwei looked more like autumn Mingying, and the more reassured he was.

Fengzhi micro straight to the inner hall, the rest of the people have avoided out.

Lady Feng, with a white towel on her head, covered the wound and looked straight at the top of the hall, her eyes were already lax.

"Mother

Feng Zhiwei knelt down and rushed to the couch.

Mrs. Feng's eyes, which are about to be free, lit up in an instant when she heard the call. She struggled to turn her eyes to touch Suo Feng Zhiwei's hand.

"You Sure enough, here we are... " Her voice was like a gossamer, and a smile came from the corner of her lips Can't wait... "

Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes and held her hand tightly. She said softly in a sleepwalk: "I won't let you wait in vain Here I am... "

She reached out and gently lifted the white cloth on Mrs. Feng's head. Madame Feng was unable to stop her and showed a sad smile.

Feng Zhiwei does not blink, looking at the bloody and ferocious wound, will be a little bit of the blood into the eyes, into the bottom of the heart, see into the memory of eternal life is destined not to fade.

She should remember her mother's wounds at the moment, just as she remembered all that the moring emperor had given them to their mother and son, the bitter struggle of these 16 years, and the moment when she thought everything would be better and she could finally let her mother roam for the rest of her life, someone pushed her and her relatives down from the cloud of dreams.

She should remember how hard the world was. If the wound was turned over, the blood and flesh would grow in the bottom of her heart, and the light would go on and on forever.

As soon as the bead curtain was lifted, Emperor Tiansheng came in, but he was still worried.

Mrs. Feng doesn't speak, and Feng Zhiwei doesn't speak either. She closes her eyes and feels her mother's fingers and the words drawn in her palm.

The finger was weak and slight, soft and hardly a word. What she engraved was the heaviest mark in her life, not in flesh and blood, but in her soul and nightmare.

"Zhiwei." Emperor Tiansheng turned his eyes away from the startled wound, and his expression was gentle and compassionate, "you should stop mourning..."

Feng Zhiwei listen to this kind tone, lips show a trace of forest smile, she looked at the Phoenix lady suddenly some anxious eyes, placidly pinched her fingers.

Mother, don't worry. I understand.

She turned her head and changed her expression of gratitude. "Your Majesty..."

Mrs. Feng moved her fingers, held her hand, and tried to gather in the direction of Tiansheng emperor. Feng Zhiwei hesitated, pursed her lips, and looked at Tiansheng emperor a little timidly.

This mother and daughter's look and movement, see Tiansheng emperor's heart a hot, rushed forward a step, took the Feng Zhiwei's hand handed over by Madame Feng.

He put Feng Zhiwei's hand in his palm, touched it and put it down. Then he said in a deep voice: "Zhiwei, your mother has made great contributions to the state, but I owe it to her for many years. Now I compensate you. From now on, I will make you princess Shengying and treat you as a daughter You Don't worry... "Feng knows tiny tears, silent flow all over the face.

"Thank you She knelt down at the feet of emperor Tiansheng.

Fingers dig in the crack of the gold brick, silent force, and then silent crack, blood slowly infiltrate out, flow into the seam, where there is a dark trace, is the blood of Mrs. Feng not long ago.

She was in such a split heart pain, looking up at the emperor Tiansheng, as straight as looking at his father.

Emperor Tiansheng thought that the child's life experience was pitiful, and he was an orphan from the bottom of his heart. His heart was sour and his eyes burst with tears.

Feng knows micro but already knelt on the ground to turn a body, turn to look at all this, the Feng lady that the lip corner bends slightly.

Mrs. Feng is laughing.

Know little She knows little.

It has always been her hard work to protect her cherished daughter.

No matter how indignant, no matter how heartbroken, no matter how hard she was forced to stand up and collapse, she is still sober and wise, always making the most correct choice, even if the choice requires her exerting all her strength, even if she tries to put an end to the hatred, the whole body's bones are ringing.

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