Liang Wenxian sniffled aggrievedly.

"Juejue, Xiangxiang doesn't like me, but why doesn't Xiangxiang like me? Xiangxiang doesn't want me anymore, my heart aches......"

Fang Jue was speechless.

At the same time, Ji Feixiu, who was walking on the way out of the palace, suddenly paused, he pressed his heart, his eyebrows twisted, full of boredom.

He looked back at the palatial court behind him: "What's wrong with that fool?"

What's going on?

He walked around, wanting to go back and see, but stopped again.

His face was cloudy, and he flicked his sleeves at the end.

"Don't bother to pay attention to him......"

Sometimes I think about it, it is better to die directly than to live like this, and it will save me from worry.

Ji Feixiu pursed her thin lips that were as bewitching as blood, and suddenly stepped forward, suppressing the disgust in her eyes bit by bit. But there is still anger in the bottom of my heart, and this anger is accumulating more and more, accumulating deeper and deeper.

It may not be far from a full-blown outbreak.

He didn't have any memories of before he was ten years old, but he knew that he was different from the 'Ji Feixiu' in the past.

Before the age of ten, Ji Feixiu was not conspicuous, and his biological mother was a prostitute in a Qinglou, because of her beauty, she was carried into the house by the old man Ji, who was over half a hundred years old, with a small sedan chair to be a concubine.

Therefore, Ji Feixiu is actually the old man of the Ji family, and he is not ashamed to be even his grandfather.

And when he was ten years old, he suddenly 'woke up'.

He has no memories of the past, and his life began in a river.

He was lying naked by the river, and later it was the subordinates of the Ji family who found him, recognized him, and told him his identity, but he always felt that he was not the Ji Feixiu of the past, and in his opinion, he probably took the identity of the other party.

And since he occupies the identity of other people, some things have to be done instead of that Ji Feixiu.

For example, he fought to death those rabbit cubs who had abused and scolded Ji Feixiu, for example, he was in charge of the Ji family, for example, he was filial to his biological mother, he wanted to firmly control his life.

The existence of that fool was a big problem for him.

His natural desire to control made him very dislike the fool Liang Wenxi. It was an unsettling factor, which had too much influence on him, and he couldn't help himself, and even a peaceful life was a luxury.

Even if he is safe, the fool will be injured and the fool will be sick...... All feedback on him.

Let him be hurt by the fool, hurt the fool, and even his own emotions are completely dominated by the fool, taking the fool's preferences as his preferences, loving the fool's love, and hating the fool's hate.

For him, the name Liang Wenxian means the shackles that bind him all his life.

So he thought that it would be good if he could kill the fool and not implicate himself, but there was no solution to this matter.

"Tsk. ”

Ji Feixiu didn't think much about it anymore, he went straight to the palace gate.

......

At the moment when the fool Liang Wenxi's heart ached, not only Ji Feixiu had a feeling, but also the regent Xiao Yan, the white-clothed national teacher who lived in seclusion, and other people scattered all over the Great Zhou, these men all felt something.

Some are silent, some are confused, some are confused, some are suspicious......

"It seems that something happened in Beijing?"

"Didn't you ask if you were stabbed through the heart with a sword?"

"But I'm probably still alive, or I'd be dead. ”

"It's time to go back to Beijing and have a look. ”

......

Later, the deep palace was quiet in the night, and the faint light of a remnant candle illuminated a small square of heaven and earth.

The side hall of Zichen Palace.

The little eunuch Li Zan opened his eyes in a trance, and looked at the roof beams in a daze.