"Why not?" Feng Zhiwei didn't take off his hand and looked at him quietly.

He Lianzheng held her hand, but felt that it was not the hand, the ice, not the nearest distance to the heart, but far away from each other. Her hand was in his hand, but people and soul were not there.

His lips burst into a bitter smile and said softly, "life is short. Instead of using so much time to hate, it's better to try to make yourself happy. I I just hope you are happy. "

He fumbled to feel the medicine box and took out the white cloth and the wound healing medicine. Feng Zhiwei didn't understand what he was going to do. However, he carefully picked out the small prickles on her palm wound and applied medicine and bandaged it. With such a little movement, a layer of sweat came out on her forehead.

Feng Zhiwei gazed at him, took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said, "I'm very happy today, because I finally found out that how many people in the world are in debt to you, how many people treat you well. Helian, thank you, but I don't think that you are worthy of the false name of a imperial concubine, and you will hurt yourself. You should know that there will be no such thing as whether you are a princess or not What impact. "

He Lianzheng was silent. He was not a fool. Naturally, he could hear Feng Zhiwei's warning. After a while, he laughed and said, "I'm always willing."

Then he closed his eyes and made the appearance to sleep. Feng Zhiwei picked up the things and walked out gently.

As soon as her figure left, he Lianzheng opened her eyes.

His amber purple eyes, staring at the roof, flashed a flash of pain.

For a long time, he murmured, "Zhiwei Even if it is a false name, I also want it because That's the closest I can get to you

Come out from the bedroom of He Lian Zheng, Feng Zhiwei doesn't pay attention to the movement and stillness of the front hall. He calls zongchen and Gu Nan Yi directly, and instructs a few words.

After a while, peony flower said that the auspicious day was set on the day after tomorrow, and said that the spirit of the living Buddha was not very good. After all, he was 113 years old. After hosting this ceremony, the next grand meeting should be about the new living Buddha.

Today, peony flowers are not as noisy as usual. They are always a bit thoughtful. Since Dama said that, she has always looked that way.

Feng Zhiwei looked at her often distracted appearance, suddenly said: "peony flowers, do you want to kill me?"

She asked so directly, startled the peony flower. She opened her eyes and stared at her. After a long time, she ate and said, "what's the word you asked?"

"Normally." Feng Zhiwei frowned and drank goat's milk. "You believe in Dama's prophecy so much that you can kill your seven children yourself for the sake of the life of helianzheng. Why can't you kill fengzhiwei, the female wolf?"

Peony flowers and Zheng for a while, a long time bitter smile said: "that also want to kill."

"You are frank." Feng Zhiwei put down the bowl and said with a smile, "it's so admitted."

"My first reaction to that remark was indeed this." Peony honestly admitted, "Dama's prediction is really accurate. At least it has always been very effective on me. I didn't believe it before, but the old guy forced me to believe it."

Feng knows to smile but not speak.

"But looking back, I feel that the prediction may not be what we feel." Peony flower laughs, "you are full of poison, women are not poisonous, men bully, poison is not wrong, you come with blood fire, Dayue and Tiansheng war is not finished, yinerji was betrayed to death of many innocent soldiers, this debt will sooner or later and Dayue war is inevitable, but it may not be your reason, as for saying that you are zhadalan's Doomsday Love is a disaster. "

Feng Zhi smiles and thinks that the peony is very transparent.

"That's bullshit." Peony flower looks wretched, "the key problem is, I know I can't kill you, it's better to be honest with you, some people can't be enemies, it's better to be friends. Zhiwei, my cheap daughter-in-law, I'll give you zhadalan." She leaned back and narrowed her eyes. "Whether you want to poison him or kill him, everything depends on zhadalan's luck."

"I think the princess is the smartest person in the grassland." Feng Zhiwei sincerely appreciated her.

Peony flowers squint and smile, a pair of I also think it is such an expression.

"It's night." Feng Zhiwei drank butter tea, laughing like this night, "I hope everyone can sleep."

I hope everyone can sleep well, of course that's polite. Some people Feng Zhiwei absolutely did not intend to give him a good sleep.

After the third watch, she stepped out and took zongchen Gu Nan Yi and Hua Qiong.

At present, the guard of the second palace in Potala is divided into three parts: one is the former royal court guard, the other is her wedding escort, and the other is her own people, belonging to the invisible forces of Gu Nanyi.

In the evening, the peony flower changed the king's court guard. Part of the front yard where Dama living Buddha lived was originally her guard, but now all of them have been replaced by the king's court guard. Fengzhiwei knows that peony flower is very careful - she is afraid that the Phoenix wolf will be angry and attack the old Dama.

It's really belittled her. She doesn't have to use a knife to kill people.

Just past the back hall and the front hall, suddenly a group of people came, but Liu Mudan with a team of female slaves, saw her, smiling, and said: "stuffy at night, out for a walk, a little heart, where are you going?""In the evening, I feel depressed and go for a walk there." Feng Zhiwei tells the truth.

Peony took her arm, Ge Ge said with a smile: "that's just right. Let's work together. I'll let the old guy calculate the life of Cha Mu Tu for me."

"Good." Feng Zhiwei did not refuse, and she walked with a smile.

When she was about to arrive at the yard of the living Buddha of Dama, Hua Qiong suddenly gave a "ouch".

All of them turned back in a hurry. Hua Qiong held her stomach and held the porch pillar. She said in a low voice: "it's OK. It's a little uncomfortable..."

Zong Chen came to give her a pulse, said: "Hua girl is about to give birth, be careful to move the fetal gas, or go back to have a rest."

Feng Zhiwei immediately went to help her and said, "I'll help you go back."

"No Hua Qiong pushed her away. "You'd better go to the living Buddha and calculate for you. I'll..."

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