Feng Wuxi, who happily browsed the scenery of the Limbo Palace, had no idea that in the dark room that he could not see, Hongru and Luyin were being brutally punished. Lu Yin had already fainted in pain, and Hongru's suffering had just begun, how could the eunuch in charge of the punishment show mercy to this kind of palace maid, every blow made Hongru feel pain to the heart. At first, she could hold back her screams, but as a weak woman who had never suffered such pain, she soon could not restrain her emotions and began to cry bitterly. She could feel that the close-fitting clothes were already stained with blood, and the torture rod went down, bringing up pieces of flesh and blood, while the ruthless eunuch continued. In a trance, she seemed to see the smiling face of the wind without a trace, Your Highness, do you know that for you, Hongru is not afraid of the cane punishment......

"Mother, the execution has been completed. She and that Hongru had already fainted," a eunuch came in just now to report, "Hongru only received twenty-seven rods and couldn't hold on. ”

"It turns out that this stubborn girl doesn't need to be beaten." Concubine Yu raised the tea cup in her hand, brushed off the tea leaves on it with the tea lid, and took a sip gently, "This tea is good, Xiao Liuzi, let someone send more next time." She turned her head to the other eunuch standing beside her.

Xiao Liuzi hurriedly nodded in agreement. Concubine Yu continued to say to the eunuch who was in charge of the execution as if nothing happened: "Pinghai, you are too careless, two girls who are like flowers and jade, you actually made such a ruthless hand, this palace is just to impose a light punishment, you actually let both of them faint, and they will come in without a trace and ask, how do you want this palace to answer?" ”

Pinghai was stunned for a moment, he was completely "responsible" according to the meaning of Concubine Yu, and now he actually has it, but as a slave, how dare he refute, he can only admit that he is unlucky: "It's a slave who has a heavy hand for a while, and asks the mother to forgive him." ”

"Forget it, let's stop today's matter, ask a few people to send the two girls to Fenghua Palace, and order everyone, including the eunuchs and palace maids of Fenghua Palace, not to reveal this matter, violators will be held accountable!" Concubine Yu glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, and Ping Hai suddenly felt like a thorn in his back, and immediately kowtowed.

Wandering around with the wind without a trace is not a good errand, and everyone in the Lingbo Palace knows that he is an unfavored prince, lest the master blame him for not doing his job. But Rouping is not among them, as the number two person in the Limbo Palace, her status is transcendent. Repulsing all the surrounding eunuchs and palace maids, she pointed out the scenery in the palace with great interest. Feng Wuxian never knew, he usually dreamed of living in a spacious and bright house, and there were still people who were not satisfied with this, if it weren't for the fact that he was no longer the country boy now, and he still had the memory of the real Feng Wuji, he would have screamed in surprise now. Gently bending down and putting his hand in the clear water, a biting chill suddenly made him tremble, and he almost couldn't hold on to the railing.

"My little ancestor!" Rouping really couldn't restrain her emotions, although she didn't have deep feelings for this prince, but she still knew that this young man with a weak appearance was stubborn in his heart, and now seeing his childish behavior, she immediately realized that Feng Wuxian was still a child who needed to be tolerated, and her heart was suddenly filled with a rare tenderness. "You don't want to die, don't you know how your body is? How can I punish you when I see it! Rouping lost her usual coldness, and her tone became that of an elder.

At that moment, Feng Wuxian felt that he had really become the Seventh Prince, it was so beautiful, there was no pressure of life, no more troubles of losing relatives, everything in front of him was undoubtedly extremely beautiful for him, he knew that as long as he continued, then, he would always enjoy the honor of the royal family. Although he still has a little guilt in his heart, he knows that what has happened will not be reversed, and at this moment, even if he tells everything about it, I'm afraid no one will believe it, because even the closest people around him don't have the slightest suspicion.

A palace maid hurriedly walked up to Rouping and whispered a few words, and Rouping, who was still warm, suddenly changed back to her original appearance. "Your Highness, you can walk around here, and the slave will retire first." After saying that, he saluted and turned to leave. The young Feng Wuxian didn't know what made this Aunt Ping seem to be a different person, and looked blankly at the departing back, and he felt that he was not familiar with this strange place at all.

Relying on the identity of the prince, all the places in the Lingbo Palace were almost unimpeded, and there was only one place where he was unceremoniously stopped, so he had to retreat back. Looking at the plaque of "Listening to the Wind Pavilion", Feng Wuxian gave birth to a strange feeling, as if the person inside would bring great changes to his future, and after a little hesitation, he still left here, but he firmly remembered the name of this place.

It didn't feel good that no one was paying attention, and Feng Wuxian returned to the vicinity of the main hall, but he didn't enter the door right away. Concubine Yu and Rouping were talking inside, and the unrelated palace maids and eunuchs had already been sent away, and even the people at the gate of the palace were sent far away. This makes it easy for the wind to break in quietly. He crept into a dimly lit house next to him. He had no idea that he had walked into the place where Hongru and Luyin had been tortured just now, and where the two poor girls had been brutally beaten and humiliated. He had just come here out of a childlike mind, to eavesdrop on the conversation of the adults.

"Rouping, you too, why did that waste grind with him for so long?" The voice of Concubine Yu came dimly, but who the waste in the words was referring to, and it was not clear to Feng Wuxi.

"Mother, the slave just does what you want!" Rouping's faint voice came in, "It's not that you don't know, as a subordinate, the slave can't go too far." ”

"You're too cautious," Feng Wuji couldn't help but be taken aback when he could even imagine his mother's nonchalant appearance, "Bengu has told you many times that Hongu will always have only one son, and the other is just a tool, a tool to consolidate his position!" There is no need for mercy for him, only to use, to attract the emperor as much as possible while the chess piece can still play a role, this is the purpose of his existence. ”

For some reason, Feng Wuxian only felt chills all over his body, and although he didn't know who he was talking about, a sense of foreboding appeared in his heart. Those words were so strange that he kept telling himself to be calm, but in vain, his constantly trembling hands and feet betrayed him. Whether it's his brother or himself, he must figure it out.

"Niangniang, the slave maid thinks that His Royal Highness the Seventh is also very pitiful." Although she knew that it might cause the anger of her master, Rouping still had the courage to interject, and she could never forget the scene just now.

"Poor him?" Concubine Yu said contemptuously, "What's so pitiful about a wreck? My mother is the most pitiful! ”

This sentence smashed into Feng Wuxi's heart like a thunderbolt from the sky, although he had some premonitions before, he never dreamed that a mother would describe her child like this, and a familiar pain rekindled in his heart. Almost instantly, he understood why he had so much bitterness and pain that night when he received the memories of Feng Wuxi, what could be more sad than a beautiful mother who treated her son as a waste?

Feng Wuxian tried his best to tell himself that I was not her son, and there was no need to feel sorry for her words, I was not her son...... But his heart revealed everything, and from the beginning of the dream, he loved this beautiful woman as if she were a mother, and this blow was too heavy for a thirteen-year-old boy, but it was not over yet.

"If this palace is not mistaken, then the lotus seed soup has been sent for three years." Concubine Yu said lightly, "Thanks to it, that waste spent almost half of his time lying in bed to earn his life, and no one in the quack doctors in the Tai Hospital dared to oppose this palace." What if you know that it is poisonous, who dares to offend a favorite concubine of the emperor, and who will care about a son that the emperor cares about the most? Besides, Hongu is still the biological mother of that waste! Speaking of this, Concubine Yu almost nervously laughed, "How many years, how many years have I thought about this plan, as long as the emperor still remembers who caused me to give birth to such a sick and crooked son, then he will always have more mercy for the eleventh prince in his heart, and my other child will have more hope for the ninety-five honor." As long as that child is on the sickbed for one day, there will be more hope, and I will not allow anyone else to destroy it! ”