This time, Feng Tianxiang escorted Duan Yulin, the eldest son of King Han, back to the rear to recuperate. The overall situation of the front line has been decided, Huai Kou will not be able to resist for a while, and Feng Tianxiang is not in a hurry to return to the battlefield. For a month, he spent most of his time in the palace, occasionally torturing his captives, and sometimes walking around the Hanwang Mansion.

Since the last time they met, Feng Wu's heart was filled with a fire. In addition, her father was inconvenient at home, so she really didn't go to the dungeon to see Feng Zizhao again.

She sat alone in the garden, not noticing her father walking behind her.

"Who upset my pearl in the palm of your hand? Daddy punished him! Feng Tianxiang gently blindfolded his daughter.

"Daddy." Feng Wu smiled reluctantly.

"If you're not happy, don't force yourself to laugh, it's not good-looking." Feng Tianxiang nodded the tip of her nose dotingly.

"Daddy, son...... King Yiliang ...... Do you have to die? Feng Wu was afraid that her father would find out about her careful thoughts, so she hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to fiddle with the handkerchief.

"King Han cherishes talents, his original intention was also to recruit Feng Zizhao. It's a pity that he is stubborn! "Such a person will become a disaster in the future if he stays there, so he also came back this time with a mission - to give Feng Zizhao one last chance, if he still doesn't know the current affairs, kill, no, pardon!

Want Feng Zizhao to commit treason? It's obviously impossible! In that case, he must die......

"How is my father going to execute him?" Feng Wu tried her best to control the tremor in her voice.

"He is so arrogant and upright, only by showing the public can he frustrate his spirit!" Feng Tianxiang's eyes showed a fierce light.

Owl head?! No! How can a man with such a heavenly posture die in the most tragic and humiliating form? At least, at least he should be left dead!

After Feng Tianxiang left, Feng Wu stood in the wind for a long time, and finally made up his mind......

When Feng Wu saw Feng Zizhao again, he was already skinny. He was unshackled and leaned against the edge of the iron fence. Feng Wu trembled and reached out to caress his clear face, this was the first time she really touched him, and perhaps the last.

"Zizhao, I'm here. How did you lose weight like this? The two pressed their heads together.

The fact is that Feng Zizhao's intention to commit suicide on a hunger strike was discovered by the guards, and then his jaw was dislocated. Relying on forced indoctrination of liquid food every day to continue life, it's no wonder if you don't lose weight! He couldn't even speak clearly.

Feng Zizhao took Feng Wu's hand and wrote on it with his fingers: "I can't speak, I'll write to you 'listen'." I wanted, did you bring it? ”

Feng Wu burst into tears, nodded slowly, and put a small pill into Feng Zizhao's hand.

Feng Zizhao closed his ten fingers and held the poison tightly into his palm. He first wrote a "thank you", thought for a moment and then continued: "I have only one last wish, no matter what, to save my sister's life for me!" ”

"Good! I promise you! Feng Wu hugged Zizhao tightly from behind, and she couldn't help but ask, "Why do people have to live so painfully?" Why can't we live as we please? ”

Feng Zizhao smiled, and Feng Wu could feel the slight tremor in his body. He slowly wrote: "Because, the world is dominated by the strong. Only by becoming strong can you be qualified to live wantonly......"

"Strong, strong......" Feng Wu muttered to herself, holding the Yueqin left by Zizhao and walking out of the dungeon in a daze. The next day, she fell ill; Also on the same day, her lover left her forever.

The Lantern Festival in the early years of the Dahan Dynasty was also the joy of Feng Wu's eighteen-year-old birthday.

"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to celebrate your birthday! I brought a lot of treasures! Miao Qing ran to report excitedly.

His Royal Highness the Prince, in order to please the eldest lady, has spent a lot of thought! It's just that, for some reason, the eldest lady is always not interested.

"I'm tired and don't want to go out for hospitality. Go and thank His Highness the Crown Prince for me. "Since Feng Zizhao passed away, Feng Wu's heart has been sealed. Even Duan Yulin's fiery enthusiasm couldn't ignite the fire in her heart.

"No! You have to go! Feng Tianxiang's majestic voice suddenly sounded: "You know that the prince intends to pursue you, but you are still hiding. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble to the Guogong Mansion? How did Dad usually teach you? ”

"Daddy...... The daughter knew that she was wrong. The daughter went to entertain His Royal Highness the Prince. Feng Wu was going to go out and perfunctory Duan Yulin.

"Wait." Feng Tianxiang called his daughter: "The prince is here today, not only to celebrate your birthday, but also to propose marriage." Have you figured out what to do? ”

"Propose? Does Dad really want his daughter to marry as a concubine? Feng Wu's eyes widened and she looked at her father in disbelief.

"Marrying the prince as a concubine, how can it be compared with ordinary people? Once the crown prince succeeds to the throne, you will be a concubine! "I don't know how many times more noble than the main room of ordinary people!

"The concubine is also a concubine! Daughters don't be concubines! Feng Wu said sadly.

"The crown princess Zheng is from a poor family, and she can't be in the hall of elegance! As long as you are willing to listen to your father's arrangement, the position in the main room will be yours sooner or later! How could Feng Tianxiang's ambition be satisfied by a "concubine"?

"My daughter doesn't want to enter the palace." Zizhao said that the court is the most sinister place.

"Have you forgotten how Feng Zizhao died?" Feng Tianxiang suddenly mentioned the person Feng Wu was hiding in her heart, and she couldn't help but stiffen. Feng Tianxiang ignored his daughter's abnormality and continued: "Because he is not strong enough, nor is he vicious enough!" If he had been willing to get rid of Feng Ziye ruthlessly and proclaim himself emperor, maybe the Huai Dynasty would not have died! Everything he wants to protect won't disappear! Only by standing on the commanding heights of power can you get what you want and keep what you cherish! ”

"What does Daddy mean by that?" Feng Wu didn't understand.

"Daddy is telling you that if you want to live your life according to your own will, you must have enough power. And marrying the crown prince is a shortcut. Think for yourself. After speaking, Feng Tianxiang strode away.

"Miaoqing, is there any news from Miss Feng?" In the past two years, Biezhuang's side has reported back Feng Jinfan's situation on the fifteenth of every month.

"Miss, this month's news hasn't arrived yet. But when the slave maid heard about it......" Miao Qing whispered in Feng Wu's ear those rumors of "decent".

"Alas! Am I not even able to fulfill his last wish? Feng Wu sighed lightly, took a sip of grease, and said, "Let's go, let's go and meet His Royal Highness the Prince, see if he wants to marry me, is it sincere?" ”

At the beginning of the lanterns, the unmelted snow clings to the petals of the red plums, reflecting a little colored light. Duan Yulin is under the plum tree, standing with his hands in his hands, waiting for the beauty.

"Courtiers and phoenix dances, see His Royal Highness the Prince." Feng Wu bent down and saluted.

Duan Yulin hurriedly gave a hand: "Miss Feng is polite, get up quickly." He took a well-made Yueqin from his entourage and handed it to Feng Wu: "I heard that Miss likes to play the Yueqin, and today is your birthday, so I ordered the Palace Music Bureau to create one for you." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness." Feng Wu ordered Miaoqing to accept the Yueqin, and did not show any special happiness.

"Miss Feng, Lone won't go around in circles with you anymore, you should know Lone's intention. Solitary...... I delight you. Duan Yulin couldn't wait to show his love to Feng Wu. It's a pity that he is not good at music, otherwise he would have to be accompanied by a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" at this moment!

"Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really sincere in marrying a courtier?" Feng Wu smiled gracefully, teasing Duan Yulin's heartbeat: "But the courtier's ...... I don't want to be a concubine. ”

"Lone knows that Liangdi's position is Miss Feng! But the friendship between the lonely and the original wife can never be thrown away. If the young lady is willing, on the day of Lone's succession, she will allow you the position of imperial concubine. One person is below ten thousand people! Duan Yulin couldn't help but approach Feng Wu and wanted to hold her hand.

Feng Wu smiled and spun around lightly, dodging his arm without a trace. "Your Highness knows that he has wronged his courtiers, can he make up for it in other ways?"

"As long as you can do it alone, but by Miss's orders!" Duan Yulin's eyes were bright, and Feng Wu made a request to him, which proved that there was a way to get married!

"Then Your Highness, listen up, it's not easy for the courtiers to ask you to do this!" Feng Wu folded a red plum and sniffed it lightly on the tip of her nose, and her posture was extremely charming. "The courtiers want His Highness to find a way to keep Feng Jinfan safe!"

Duan Yulin frowned: "Why does Miss Feng have this request?" You are ...... with the orphans of the former dynasty."

Feng Wu replied first: "It has nothing to do with it. The courtiers just want to test His Highness. ”

Although her father intended to execute Feng Jinfan secretly, she was a woman and a child, what threat could she pose to Dahan Jiangshan? Duan Yulin thought about it, if he persuaded his father to keep this little girl, it would not be impossible. So he agreed: "Okay, for you, Lone is willing to give it a try!" ”

The courtier waited for the good news of His Highness. The day Feng Jinfan is saved, it is the time to fulfill the marriage agreement! Feng Wu bowed, leaving a slender and elegant back.

This back, reflected in Duan Yulin's eyes and heart, can not be forgotten for a long time......

Retracting her thoughts, Feng Wu found that her body was getting lighter and more transparent.

Ah, I'm probably going to be gone, right? She turned her head to look at the bed, and Duan Yulin had already fainted from crying while holding her body.

Alas! Feng Wu sighed, walked over and wanted to touch Duan Yulin's hair, and his hand passed through it again.

"Duan Yulin, you said that you love this palace, but you also love Concubine Shu, and you love your country even more. You're so greedy! Therefore, this palace will punish you and punish you for having nothing......"

Feng Wu came to the table and spread out a blank piece of paper, scribbled a few strokes and wrote a suicide note:

The concubine has no face, so she takes the first step. There are three last wishes: first, treat Fengyi's mother and son well; second, to bless Maude and be safe; Third, on the day of the funeral, please ask the four concubines and the prince to help the spirit.

Putting down the pen, she picked up the Yueqin left for her by Zizhao, plucked the strings three or two times, and the tune was lyrical before it was completed.

Duan Yulin was awakened by the familiar sound of the piano: "Dance! Is that you? ”

However, the body in his arms was already cold, and the only thing left in the dormitory was as quiet as smoke, so how could there be any sound of the piano?