Feng Qing stood by the window and looked at the pot of green gardenias on the windowsill, and the appearance of long glass pruning flower branches appeared in front of him.

It seemed that he could touch Chang Ruoli's jet-black hair and soft face as soon as he raised his hand, but he didn't dare to raise his hand, he was afraid that between the tentacles, she would disappear without a trace.

She was a beautiful shadow to him, and he had never really caught her.

Feng Zhao stood quietly behind him, looking at Feng Qing's back, but his heart was also a little heavy, it was the supreme emperor in front of him who forced his family to scatter, he used to hate him so much, but now standing behind him, he could feel the unknown deep loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

"How is your mother?"

For a long time, a hoarse question came out of Feng Qing's mouth.

Fenghe was silent for a while, then replied in a low voice, "Everything is fine." ”

"I really want to go to Yanlong, to see the mountains and rivers of Yanlong, to see what kind of place it can give birth to a woman like your mother. The tone was helpless, and after he finished speaking, he fell silent, and it was a long time before he spoke again: "I am ready to disclose your share." ”

The wind was stunned for a moment, and a dazzling blazing light crossed a pair of eyes.

"The prince is young and kind-hearted, and lacks the spirit to kill, and there will be a war between the great dragon and the country of Ji, and countless lives will be lost in the war, I am afraid that Ze'er will hesitate at that time and miss the great opportunity. As he spoke, Feng Qing turned to look at Fengzhao, and a pair of deep eyes flashed with the sharpness of an eagle. "And the dragon, only you can shake that fight. ”

Feng Zhao looked directly at Feng Qing without fear, and a scorching flame burned in the depths of his eyes.

Feng Qing also looked at him, and there was some appreciation and trust in the depths of his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, they didn't need any words to describe each other, but they already knew everything about each other.

"Go and see your father, he's in the ancestral hall. After a long time, Feng Qing took out the eagle talisman from his sleeve cage and handed it to Fengzhao.

"He will tell you what you should do as a descendant of the Feng Clan and the laws and regulations you should follow. ”

It was as if a gust of spring breeze had warmed Fengzhao's lonely heart, and the day had finally come, and he could finally meet his father justifiably.

Sending his mother away safely, he will see his father again, all of which he had eagerly looked forward to. Now it is developing according to his heart.

Out of the Qingli Palace. Raising his eyes to the top of the highest palace, a domineering spirit arose, this palace finally opened the door for him, and he wanted to realize his dream of dominating the world in the territory of thousands of miles. It is also the dream of several generations of the Feng family.

Lifting his legs, he strode towards the Feng Clan's ancestral hall.

Inside the prison. Wind River curled up on a pile of firewood and grass. If you don't look closely, it's just a pile of shabby clothes.

Ever since he knew that everything he had done had been revealed, his heart seemed to be submerged in a flood, floating in an unpredictable direction.

He had thought that Feng Ze's kindness might spare his life. However, as time passed, no miracle happened, and he suddenly felt that the present gloomy silence was the best, and his ears listened to all the sounds of the prison from time to time, and if he heard footsteps, he would be terrified, lest the decree that would put him to death had come.

In such a trembling battle of gains and losses, he struggled day after day.

Curled up, he was half-asleep, half-awake, "Your Highness, Your Highness." ”

A woman's soft voice sounded in his ears, and he opened his eyes, and a pair of quiet and gentle eyes were looking at him with love.

"Yun'er, Yun'er!" he sat up suddenly, tears flowed down involuntarily, leaned his head into the woman's soft chest, and asked in a trembling voice: "Yun'er, Yun'er, is it really you? I didn't want to kill you, we will never be separated again, okay?" he cried like a child.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid, Yun'er will accompany you. The woman's voice was soft and ethereal.

Feng He looked up at Yun'er while crying, and seeing that she was also looking at himself, he grinned, "With you with me, I won't be afraid." ”

Yun'er in front of her asked lightly, "Really?"

Just as Wind River was about to answer, the gentle and beautiful face suddenly distorted, and he opened his mouth wide in horror, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Your Highness, please, please, spare me. ”

The distorted face slammed away and replaced it with a swollen face covered in blood, and it was impossible to see where the facial features were, and then several faces with the same blood stains and bruises appeared next to him, and they all leaned towards the wind river.

Wind River hurriedly rolled to the side in fright, "What are you, what are you?"

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I am the maid in your house, just because you are in a bad mood, you beat me to death, woo woo..."

The cry is desolate and creepy.

Feng He crawled towards the prison door, "Someone, someone." ”

He cried out, stretched out his hand, and grabbed at the door, and as he was about to reach it, suddenly the door twisted into an incomparably large mouth, and devoured him.

"Oh, man, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and this hell gate is waiting for you to enter. The huge mouth let out an eerie laugh.

"Don't, don't catch me, please—" The mournful wail sounded as if it came from the depths of hell.

A pair of heavy footsteps paused in the prison hallway, and after a few moments, the footsteps moved forward quickly.

"Father, father, save me. ”

Just when Wind River was desperate and frightened, a palace lamp appeared at the door of the cell, and a familiar and majestic figure stood there quietly.

In an instant everything fell silent, and the huge mouths of those distorted faces disappeared without a trace.

The stumbling Feng He reached out with a hand through the iron railing, wanting to grab Feng Qing's sleeve, but was blocked by Xia Linhai.

"Father, father, save me, I was wrong. ”

Like a lost child, he lay on the railing and began to cry.

Feng Qing's heart ached for a while, and he couldn't help but reach out and cover his chest.

"River. He whispered.

"Father, Emperor, Father, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, there are ghosts here..."

Wind River's begging cloudy eyes looked at Feng Qing outside the prison door.

Feng Qing raised his hand and wanted to stroke Feng He's hair, but was gently called by Xia Linhai on the side: "Your Majesty, the eldest son of the emperor is delirious, don't hurt Your Majesty." ”

"Open the door"

The low, majestic voice had an indisputable sternness.

The jailer pulls out a medicine spoon and opens the cell door.

Looking at Feng Qing who walked in slowly, a sense of security that had not appeared for a long time permeated Feng He's heart, he was not afraid, not afraid.

At this moment, he seems to have returned to his childhood, sleeping alone in the lonely bedroom, there was a thunderstorm outside, he was frightened and curled up desperately, suddenly the bedroom door was opened, through the gap in the brocade quilt that was opened, he saw a burly figure walk in, and suddenly he felt a bright light in front of him.

Although his father is serious, every time he is afraid, as long as he hears his father's voice, those fears and helplessness will disappear, as if his father has an indescribable domineering aura to avoid ghosts and thunderstorms.

"Father," he knelt at Feng Qing's feet, weeping lowly.

Feng Qing reached out and wanted to touch Feng He's hair, but when his fingers were about to touch his messy hair, he stopped again, and then slowly retracted it.

"Are you guilty?" he asked the cold and somber Wind River, who was on his knees.

"The son is guilty. The weeping Wind River kowtowed and confessed his guilt to his father.

"You sent someone to assassinate Li'er, sent someone to assassinate Feng Ze, don't you know it?" Feng He suddenly looked up at his father.

"I have forgiven you again and again, but you don't know how to restrain yourself, you conspired against your mother and usurped the throne, don't you know when I do? All these I can forgive, but you shouldn't have exchanged the rivers and mountains of the Great Dragon for your personal interests, the rivers and mountains laid down by the Feng clan for several generations have been surrendered to the Ji Kingdom by you like this, what face do you let me go to see the ancestors and ancestors?"

"Father, the son knows that he is wrong. The weeping Wind River hugged Feng Qing's legs and cried in grief and despair.

Feng Qing looked at Feng He who was kneeling at the soles of his feet, there was a deep pain in his eyes that were as deep as a well, and he finally raised his hand to touch Feng He's head, "You are the only one I have... The son who had high hopes for it, but he did such a foolish thing. ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and then took a deep long breath, then suddenly withdrew the hand that was caressing Feng He's bun, turned around and said coldly, "Even if I forgive you, how can the Feng Clan rules forgive you." ”

With that, he turned around and strode out of the prison door, and behind him was the voice of Feng He's wailing: "Father, father, you can't leave me." ”

Feng Qing, who was in the shadows, held the pillar on the side with one hand, and there was red blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Xia Linhai whispered in pain.

In the courtyard in the corner of the Feng clan's ancestral hall, when Yi Feng, who was guarding, saw Feng Zhao who walked into the courtyard gate, he was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the eagle talisman in Feng Zhao's hand, he hurriedly bowed respectfully, "Please wait a moment, let me make a report." ”

Feng Zhao nodded slightly.

At this moment, the door of the main room in the courtyard suddenly opened by itself.

"Come in. A gentle voice came from inside. (To be continued.) )