Chapter 70, the past is like smoke

In this world, the most tormented thing is the obsession in everyone's heart, and Emperor Song's obsession has reached a state where he can't extricate himself.

In Weiyang Palace, Concubine Zhao Guifei stood at the window, her expression was in a trance, and she suddenly spoke: "How did the bodies of the Nan'an Wang and his wife be disposed of." ”

No one knows how much courage she used when she asked this sentence, even if she was middle-aged, but the past of her youth was still vivid, that feeling, chic and wanton, but also unforgettable.

"Qi Yu Niangniang, the slave maid heard that the emperor ordered the body of Princess Nan'an to be thrown into the animal park, and the body of the princess is still in the Chaoyang Palace."

The palace maid's voice was tinged with caution.

Hearing this, Zhao Guifei let out a light sigh that seemed to be a smile: "Chaoyang Palace." ”

Closing her eyes, she still couldn't stop the tears in the corners of her eyes, she should have thought of it a long time ago, Wanqing, after so many years, he still can't let go of you after all, but unfortunately, in the end, you are still gone, but the culprit is still thinking of you......

Chaoyang Palace, a palace that has been ordered to prohibit anyone from approaching since Emperor Song ascended the throne, still maintains its original appearance.

Looking at the woman lying on the bed, there was no one in the huge palace except for Emperor Song.

"Late Qing, you finally came back to me, he lost after all." Gently stroked the side of the woman's face, it was obviously cold and piercing, but Emperor Song didn't seem to feel it at all.

"Tell me about you, why can't you be soft with me?" At this moment, Emperor Song's eyes were full of helplessness, and if you look closely, you can still see a trace of compassion.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Zhao asks to see you."

A eunuch suddenly hurried in, bowing his head and not daring to look inside.

"Let her in."

Emperor Song put away his previous look and returned to his previous appearance.

Step by step into this long-lost palace, but when she saw the woman on the bed, she still clenched the hand in her sleeve, and the faint tingling sensation made her wake up for a moment.

"The concubines see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor." Zhao Guifei knelt down against the man's back, and she couldn't hear any joy, anger, sorrow, or joy.

"Concubine Ai still remembers this Chaoyang Palace." Emperor Song turned around and walked down, stretched out his hand to help the person up.

Remember, how can you not remember, it's just that the past has to be let go after all.

Without answering Emperor Song's question, Concubine Zhao lowered her head: "The concubine has the courage to let Princess Nan'an enter the soil for peace." ”

Unexpectedly, it was such an ordinary sentence that made Emperor Song furious.

"Buried in the ground? She is the princess of Nan'an, the wife of a criminal minister, let her be buried in peace, concubine, are you confused. Emperor Song stretched out his hand and pinched Zhao Guifei's jaw tightly, and every word was fine.

Zhao Guifei said expressionlessly: "The concubine is only afraid, it is Your Majesty who is confused." ”

Who says it's not, the dignified Song Tianzi personally ordered the execution of his brother who fought side by side in the past, but he occupied his brother's wife, what is this not confused?

After so many years, he fought hard for so many years and finally killed the king of Nan'an, thinking that he had solved the big problem of his henchmen, but he didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment......

It seemed that he was a little unsteady, Emperor Song let go of his hand, staggered back a few steps, his expression was in a trance, and he suddenly said sharply: "Come on, carry the body of Princess Nan'an away and throw it into the beast park!" ”

Seeing the man striding away, Zhao Guifei lost her strength and fell to the ground in an instant, looked at the cold corpse on the bed, and smiled bitterly: "Late Qing, this can be regarded as following your wishes." ”

In this world, there are too many joys, and there are too many trances, who can control them?

The Prince's Mansion, the side hall of Xianyun Pavilion, Ning Wu no longer knows what the medicine in her mouth tastes like, so she can only drink it day after day, no matter how bitter it is, it is like clear water to her.

"Feishuang, where is the body of my father, queen and mother."

Lying on the bed, looking at the white veil above her head, the woman spoke slowly, but her eyes were not focused at all.

In the past few days, although the woman did not refuse to take medicine, she never spoke, so when she heard Ning Wu suddenly speak, Feishuang was very happy, but she was still worried.

In the end, he could only lower his eyes: "Feishuang doesn't know." ”

How can you not know? The corpses of the Nan'an Wang couple had already been thrown into the animal garden by Emperor Song a few days ago, and now they are afraid that they have already entered the wombs of those jackals, tigers and leopards.

"I've already been eaten by wild beasts." A man dressed in red suddenly appeared, and his words were without any emotion.

Feishuang panicked, she didn't expect Feng Qi to appear, and said it so bluntly, how could the county lord stand it?

"What did you say?" Looking at the person in disbelief, Ning Wu opened his mouth hoarsely, lifted the quilt with his gauze-wrapped hand, and rolled off the bed unsteadily, but still crawled towards the door.

"County Lord!" The woman's hands were already soaked with blood, and Feishuang immediately put down the medicine bowl to help her.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi was one step ahead of her, squatted down directly in front of the woman, and said sarcastically: "What? Want to die? ”

This sentence was like a magic sound, Ning Wu raised his head and looked at the person who had saved him three times and twice, with a pleading in his eyes: "Please, take me there." ”