Chapter 622

He stood in front of the steps, looked at the dress of the man behind the Minister of rites, the white belt of the emissary, and took a deep breath.

"Your Highness." The Minister of rites came forward and said in a low voice, "this is the emissary of huzhuo department to report the funeral, Shunyi..."

Ning Yi interrupted him with a wave of his hand. The messenger kowtowed and was about to speak in a sad voice. Ning Yi put out his hand to hold him and said in a voice, "I already know that the emissary has come a long way. Lord Wang, please arrange the messenger to go to the post house to have a rest. I will report this matter to your majesty. Once I have a posthumous commendation, I will give you a favor. "

He couldn't help but take the funeral document and send the two people out. The Minister of rites gave him a strange look. He didn't understand why his Highness the king of Chu stopped talking. He had to take an emissary and go out in a hurry.

Ning Yi took the document and walked back slowly. All the scholars in the hall noticed that the scene outside was not a big event. The Minister of rites could not come to see him at this time. They all looked at him with burning eyes.

Feng Zhiwei also looked outside just now, but the messenger was blocked by Ning Yi. Ning Yi and the two men stood outside the door and whispered, unable to hear what they were saying. But the thin and low voice was heard in his ears, which was dull and fuzzy. His heart was pounding for no reason. It was like a nightmare that suddenly came to him. He was so depressed that he could not break it, I'm afraid I'll meet the bloody results.

A big bachelor suddenly came to his side and asked, "what's wrong with you, Wei Da Ba?"

Feng know micro this just found that he did not know how to shake his hand, quickly cover up a smile, way: "with the wind cold, a little cold." He took a cup of tea.

At this time, Ning Yi has already come back. Facing the questioning eyes of the important officials in the hall, Ning Yi nods quietly. While unfolding the documents in his hand, he walks towards fengzhiwei, blocking her body in front of her, and saying: "tell you all adults, what you just received is the funeral news from huzhuo Department..."

"Cha..."

Feng Zhiwei's tea cup suddenly fell off, and the tea cup cover tilted slightly in the air, throwing out the hot tea.

Ning Yi had long been on guard against her public gaffe. As soon as the document was covered, the palm was lifted and the tea cup had been caught. With a flick of the finger, the cup cover was reset, and then quietly put the tea cup on the table.

His series of actions were as fast as lightning, and he had been leaning on the table beside fengzhiwei to block people's sight. No one saw the scene of fengzhiwei dropping tea.

Feng knows Wei but doesn't know what he did.

She just Huoran raised her head and looked at the funeral document with white background and black edge in Ning Yi's hand.

For a moment, his face was white and his eyes were black!

"Bang..."

Suddenly the wind came out of the window, roaring and crashing against the window lattice. All the people were shocked by the sudden loud noise. Only Feng Zhiwei still looked at the letter with white background and black edge on Ning Yi's hand, and her eyes seemed to be fixed there without vitality.

Ning's hand trembled.

This tremor, the funeral news move, Feng Zhi micro eyes with shaking, just like a little wake up a little God, slowly stretched out his hand to get the funeral report.

Her outstretched hand was stiff, like a puppet.

When she reached out, she also opened her mouth to speak, as if to say "let me see", but her mouth opened, but she did not utter a word.

When her finger touched the funeral report, Ning Yi seemed to want to draw back her hand. However, she stopped immediately, sighed silently, and took the initiative to deliver the funeral report to her hand.

Feng know micro bow to tear the envelope seal, shake hands, tear several times before tearing.

Light floating paper fell in the palm, white and black words are few dozens, Feng Zhiwei stare for a full quarter of an hour, seems to be looking, but also seems to be just in a daze.

Those words into the eyes, seems to be unable to get into the heart, messy, black haze clouds floating in front of the eyes, where hit where pain, hit where where blood.

"Patrol the grassland Betrayed by trusted guards In the border... "

Obviously, every word can be understood. At the moment, when they are combined together, they suddenly lose their joint meaning. For a quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour, Feng Zhiwei fails to understand the meaning.

The university scholars who went to close the window sat back one after another. Feng Zhiwei gave up his hand and the letter fell.

Then she turned pale and stood up slowly, without looking at anyone.

Ning Yi immediately said, "you look bad, but are you sick? Then go back and have a rest. "

Feng Zhiwei nodded and swayed out like a wandering soul. She could not walk two steps and nearly ran into the hall pillar. Ning Yi immediately called the waiter outside the door to help her out.

When the cold wind came out of the door, Feng Zhiwei seemed to be sober up. A strange flush appeared on her white face. Then she pushed the servant and staggered. Without looking, she strode outwards. She walked very fast, and a gust of wind swept by. The official who said hello to her face did not see her face clearly. They all half bowed and stayed in the same place, looking at her back in amazement.

Feng Zhiwei went to Yongning gate, where there were all the chariots and horses waiting for haoyunxuan to meet. When they saw Wei dashue come out, they would like to come up to greet them. Fengzhiwei went straight through the crowd. She was not close to her place, but everyone could not help but step back three steps. Without saying a word, fengzhiwei quickly got on his horse The car's gone.The carriage rolled along. In winter, the sun shone through the curtain on Feng Zhiwei's cheek, which was not as white as human. She carried it in the car with her eyes closed. The carriage swayed slightly, and a wisp of black hair wet with cold sweat fell on her cheek.

"Restoring the law of law..." With a long hiss of the horse and a shock of the carriage, Wei's house arrived.

As soon as the carriage vibrated, Feng Zhi leaned forward.

"Wow."

A purple black, choked to the present congestion, spray on the door curtain with purple gold edge!

The winter sky sank very fast. Just now, it was all over the place. In a blink of an eye, it changed into a dark world.

When Feng Zhi opened her eyes slightly, she heard the wind wandering outside the window, like the sound of a person's clothes flying away.

Just now, in the dream of wandering between yin and Yang and life and death, it seems that someone has come and caressed her face with warm fingers.

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