Fengling Beijing, Princess's Mansion.

Xiao Qi desperately broke into the princess's mansion, and the sword in his hand pointed at the woman in front of him.

"Princess Zihuan, are you worthy of my son-in-law? Didn't you say that you love my son the most? Why did he not even have a trace of grief after knowing his death, so he only drank and had fun in the house? ”

The woman lying on the couch took off the most commonly worn green coat and changed into the most gorgeous dark dress, holding a wine glass in her hand, and squinting at the middle-aged man with her hair scattered in front of her.

"Uncle Qi, you don't understand!" After drinking the wine in the cup, Feng Zihuan waved out the wine glass and brushed it open, and said lightly.

"Yes, I don't understand! I don't understand why Childe wants to meet you, I don't understand why Childe is tempted, and I don't understand why Childe knows that he can't live until he is twenty-five years old and stays away from you several times! Princess Zihuan, do you understand? Xiao Qi held the sword, he really didn't understand.

Feng Zihuan closed his eyes, and the hand hidden under the sleeve was clenched into a fist, and a little bit of crimson penetrated from his fingers, dripping into the dark sleeve to erase the traces.

How could she not understand. When she knew the news of Forget Worry's death, she sat in his room and wiped the broken string of the lyre over and over again, thinking that Forget Worry would be able to play "The End of the World". Sure enough, before he had time to turn around, he was already separated by heaven and man, and the end of the world was close at hand.

A broken string can no longer play that tune, just as he who left will never see it again.

"Princess Zihuan, my son-in-law shouldn't have met you! Wrong, I shouldn't have met you! ”

After Xiao Qi dropped this sentence, he threw off the sword in his hand and turned to leave. The guards of the princess's mansion in the courtyard surrounded him, and Feng Zihuan waved his hand to let the guards stop and let him go.

Uncle Qi is right, forget your worries and mistakes and shouldn't meet her! After learning of Forget Worry's death, Feng Zihuan actually investigated, knew why Forget Worry always rejected her, knew that Forget Worry's original name was Xiao Fengchen, and knew the grievances between Forget Worry and King Ke's Mansion. She knew everything, so she didn't have any reason to mourn him, their identities had long been doomed.

"Someone, bring wine!"

Feng Zihuan ordered his subordinates to take wine, and the subordinates who turned to leave were stopped by a man. The man shook his head and motioned for her to go down and stop taking wine for Feng Zihuan.

Feng Zihuan has been drinking in the house for several days, and Feng Wanyu, who is known as Bai Wanyu, just looked at her quietly, went crazy with her, and cried with her. But everything that should be sad has been vented, and he can't let her be depressed anymore, especially the news that has spread in the capital in the past few days, it's time for her to know.

The subordinates didn't know Feng Wanyu's identity, and Feng Zihuan never introduced it. The next person only knew that this was the man who came back with the princess, and his face was peerless, so he quietly regarded him as a future colt.

"Zihuan, you can't drink anymore!"

Feng Wanyu walked into the room, stood in front of Feng Zihuan, and whispered comfort. Feng Wanyu didn't know the pain in Feng Zihuan's heart, just as she watched her go crazy for another man.

Feng Wanyu was a little envious of that short-lived ghost, although her identities were opposite, she still got her heart. Feng Wanyu and Feng Zihuan are not identities opposite, he also incorrigibly put this woman in his heart, but he can't get a little pity from this woman.

"I'm going to drink! Feng Wanyu, what are you, leave me alone! ”

Feng Zihuan raised his hand and threw the wine jug out, and Feng Wanyu turned around and dodged. After returning to Fengling Capital for so long, except that Feng Zihuan would take the initiative to ask him for pills every ten days, he had never talked to him. Even if he was drunk, he regarded him as the man, and he was called the word forgetfulness.

"How long are you going to be depressed! Feng Zihuan, you are so sad for that forgetfulness, why don't you help him avenge the unavenged revenge? You keep saying that you love him, what have you done for him? ”

Feng Wanyu stepped forward and raised her hand to give Feng Zihuan a slap! He liked her pride, her unyielding, and her affection, but all these things he liked seemed to disappear with the death of the man named Forgotten Sorrow. Now Feng Zihuan is addicted to alcohol and weak.

"What do I do for him? I gave him the miracle medicine he was looking for all over the continent, and I refused to marry him many times, isn't it enough? His enemy is my mother, what can I do? Like you, mother-killer? ”

A slap made Feng Zihuan's emotions that she had endured for a long time explode, the enemy who forgot her worries was her mother, what could she do, what should she do?

"Huh? Mother? Does Feng Ke treat you as a daughter, just as a tool! Don't think I don't know, she killed your father, just for the man in the back seat, killed your father! ”

Feng Wanyu stretched out her hand to imprison Feng Zihuan's chin and forced her to raise her head to look at him. Feng Zihuan was right, he was killing his mother, but he didn't regret it, he just sent that woman to make amends to his father.

"Don't talk about it! I can't do it, I can't do it! ”

Feng Zihuan broke free of his palm, lowered his head, and secretly wept. Ten fingers were tightly pierced into the palms, and blood dripped down the edge of the couch, drawing red plums on the ground.

"Can't you really do it? Then what if I told you that your mother bought the Rose List Heavenly Killer to kill your childhood playmate, Princess Changle! Feng Zihuan, can you still bear it? ”

Now the news has spread all over the capital, not only Fengling Capital, but also the four countries should have received this news! Although Feng Wanyu knew that it was impossible for the Nine Emperor Sisters to die at the hands of the Ghost Sect, how could the young master of the Ghost Sect die at the hands of his own people. But if this news could cheer Feng Zihuan up, he might as well just tell her.

"You, what did you say? Wanwan she ......"

Feng Zihuan couldn't believe that this was true, how could Feng Wanwan die like this! She looked up and looked at the person in front of her in astonishment, trying to find a trace of falsehood in his expression.

"You can go out and inquire, Princess Changle's head has been sent to Nanchuan Yunwang's mansion, and King Yun, as Princess Changle's husband, can't afford to be sick! It's all your mother's doing, killing the person you love the most and your best playmate! ”

Of course, Feng Wanyu knew the relationship between Feng Zihuan and Feng Wanwan, and it was precisely because she knew that she would use this news to stimulate the sinking Feng Zihuan, who was sinking day by day, and he didn't want to see her sink like this. Even if she is full of hatred, it is better than her who feels sorry for herself now.

"Has even Wanwan left me? Scold? All left......"

Feng Zihuan was stunned for a long time, bent his knees and hugged him, like an abandoned child, lonely and helpless. muttering something, Feng Wanyu didn't hear it clearly. He knew the impact of this news, even if Feng Zihuan knew that he had deceived her in the future, even if he hated him, he would accept it.

Feng Wanyu stood in front of Feng Zihuan like this, and the two of them were silent, stalemate on the branches on the moon. Feng Zihuan raised her head and instructed her subordinates to prepare to bathe and change clothes, she wanted to enter the palace and ask everything clearly, including Feng Wanwan's affairs and the Xiao family's enmity.

Feng Zihuan passed in front of Feng Wanyu, his face was calm and his eyes were resolute. He knew that he had come back from the woman he loved......

Nanchuan, Prime Minister's Mansion.

Seeing Li Ange being sent to the prison bus to the frontier, Li Feng seemed to have aged for decades overnight. Yunwang Mansion, Ghost Sect, she Li Feng is not finished with you, she has nothing left, she has only one life left, what else is there to be afraid of.

After being in a coma for a long time, Princess Hui came to her senses. Calling out to her father softly, she didn't look like a ten-year-old woman at all.

"Father...... Father...... Hui'er wants to eat candy ......"

Princess Hui's voice sounded, she tilted her head and sat on the bed, smirking at Li Feng, her fingers biting her mouth, and saliva dripping down her fingers.

"Princess Hui, do you recognize who I am?"

Li Feng stepped forward, and the princess Hui in front of him seemed to be different, her eyes were sloppy, she didn't have the arrogance of the past, and there was a little more fear and fear.

"Woooooooooo......oo Hui'er wants her father...... Who are you...... Don't come near me...... Go away...... Go away......"

Princess Hui smashed Li Feng with a pillow quilt in a panic, looking like she didn't recognize her, crying, and screaming heartbreakingly. Just now, he looked smirking, but after Li Feng said the three words Princess Hui, his face changed greatly, and he became resistant, flustered, and afraid.

Obviously, Princess Hui is already stupid!

Li Feng summoned his subordinates to ask for a doctor, and Princess Hui was her last hope. If Princess Hui is stupid, her Li family will really be ruined, and it is impossible for Emperor Nanchuan to let a fool sit on it, and her ambitions and ambitions will come to naught.

The servant soon came in with an old woman, who put down the medicine box and sat down on the edge of the bed. was about to reach out to take the pulse of Princess Hui, but was dodged by Princess Hui, waving her small hands indiscriminately, resisting everyone's touch.

Li Feng stepped forward, grabbed Princess Hui's waving hands, asked the subordinate to hold down his feet, and ordered the old woman to check. After the old woman took the pulse, she looked at Princess Hui's eyes and shook her head.

"My lord, has this kid been stimulated by anything lately? The pulse is confused, the eyes are scattered, this is madness! The old woman knelt on one side.

"No way, how can it be madness? Quack! Li Feng stepped forward and kicked the old woman, she couldn't accept such a result.

"My lord, I have been practicing medicine for several years, and I have never broken the wrong disease! If you don't believe it, you can ask for another skill! The old woman who had been kicked down knelt tremblingly, and although she was old, she could not be mistaken.

"Come on, bring it down!"

Li Feng glanced at Princess Hui who was sitting on the bed crying in disgust, waved his hand, and asked his subordinates to take the old woman down to deal with it. Princess Hui has madness and can't spread it, there are already rumors in the capital, if the news of Princess Hui's madness spreads, it will undoubtedly make matters worse.

The servant took the old woman down, strangled her neck with a belt, and when there was no movement, she rolled it up with a straw mat and threw her into the dry well.

Li Feng ordered his subordinates to prepare a carriage and send Princess Hui back to the palace. In the imperial study, Li Feng and Nangong Qingyun talked secretly for a long time, and waved off all the palace attendants, and no one knew what they were talking about. I only know that when Li Feng left the palace, Nangong Qingyun issued a holy decree, ordering King Yun to immediately lead an army of 50,000 to the border pass. And the 50,000 horses pointed out to Nangong Liuyun were not the soldiers under his command, but the old and weak soldiers replaced by various yamen in the capital.

Nanchuan, Yunwang Mansion.

After the palace attendant came to read the holy decree, Nangong Liuyun received the holy decree.

"Master, these are all old and weak soldiers, why do you want to accept the holy decree?" The movie star who followed Nangong Liuyun was indignant, and this holy decree was obviously to send the master to death.

"This is a holy decree, if you don't accept it, you will be disrespectful to the decree!" The shadow on the side knocked the movie star with a folding fan.

Nangong Liuyun took the holy decree and returned to Wanyun Residence. After Feng Wanwan read the holy decree, the 50,000 old and weak soldiers, let alone going to the border pass, estimated that they would lose most of them on the march. Nangong Qingyun's move cannot be described as non-toxic.

"Death demon, you will take the holy decree, do you already have a plan?" Feng Wanwan asked someone who was calm.

"Knowing that her husband was seriously ill, she also ordered her husband to send troops! Little guy, what do you think this is the idea? Nangong Liuyun chuckled.

"Naturally, let you die! Dead demon, this road must be dangerous, I want to accompany you! ”

"No! Little guy, we're all gone, what should we do with the Cloud King's Mansion? Don't forget, your imperial brother, Su Rui and Jade seniors are still in the mansion! ”

How could Nangong Liuyun not know that this road was extremely dangerous, it was precisely because he knew that he couldn't let the little guy go on an adventure with him.

"No, Death Demon, I have to go with you! Brother Huang, I will send someone back to the Ghost Sect! ”

"Little Guy ......"