╲_/最資zんаńɡ櫛佰dù search ╰{好}[若] 【书】 /吧\ Guan Ju Palace at the moment. There are only two left, Bai Fengxi and Wen Xuan. The strong smell of blood in the air is mixed with the sour smell of sweat. It feels suffocating.

"Your Majesty. Why put concubines and children to death. It's the concubine who did something wrong. Or did the Bai family do something wrong." Bai Fengxi's face was snow-white and asked. His face was full of tears. A pair of palms that clutched the quilt tightly, stealing a lot of wet sweat due to the severe pain.

"You're pretty good at pretending." Wen Xuan snorted lightly. There was a sneer of disdain on his thin lips: "It's stupid. Death is on the verge of death. and still unrepentant."

Bai Fengxi was so pained that she was weak. Hot tears rolled in his eyes. Word by word: "Since ancient times. The king let his ministers die. The minister had to die. The concubines only asked the emperor to explain the reason. Let Feng Xi die and understand."

"If you don't know. Unless you do it yourself." Wen Xuan's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. The pupils shone with a cold glow." You and Nalan Ronglu have a hard time. I don't know."

"The concubine and Rong Lu are reluctant. Wasn't that night ......" Bai Fengxi looked at him in extreme shock. Distorted expression of disbelief. Finally, he said loudly: "No...... No way. It was just a dream. It's just a dream."

"Don't be coy here. In fact, I should have put you adulterers and adulterous women to death at that time. But the thought is that you have served me for many years. So I saved you face. Who knows that you do not repent. I want to give birth to this seed of iniquity. How can I spare you?" Wen Xuan's tone was smug and smug. A smile at the corner of the mouth. But there was a thick cold and ruthless color in his eyes.

"The concubine is drunk and immoral. Die without complaint. But the child doesn't have to be his. The concubines are the most entangled with the emperor. Half of it should be your flesh and blood." Bai Fengxi's willow eyebrows frowned unconsciously. Thoughts begin to retrace to the past.

Remember that day. She's out of luck. Drank a lot of alcohol. I went to make a big fuss about Yikun Palace again. After that he was beaten. He was relegated to a nobleman. Walking in the heavy rain with both physical and mental injuries......

In the haze. A figure appeared and carried her back to Guan Ju Palace. And with his naked* hot body temperature. Warmed her up for days. A haggard and cold heart.

But when she woke up the next day. The palace was empty. Plus she has a hangover. Splitting headaches. So. It's just a spring dream without a trace. Don't. The man in the dream that night. It turned out to be Nalan Ronglu.

Bai Fengxi covered her lower abdomen and lay on the edge of the bed. There was a flash of panic in his eyes. Sakura's lips trembled lightly and said, "The concubine is immoral after drinking. Die without complaint. But the child doesn't have to be his. I am facing the emperor day and night. It's probably your flesh and bones."

"Impossible." Wen Xuan sneered. A categorical denial.

"Why does the emperor dare to be so sure. In case you kill your own flesh and bones. Do you have to regret it for the rest of your life?" Bai Fengxi only felt that the pain of dystocia was getting worse and worse. It's as if they've been crushed by something. Time. Sweat rains down. Tears rained down.

Wen Xuan leaned over in front of her. Slender fingertips pinched her tiny chin hard. He laughed grimly: "It's so far. I might as well tell you the truth. You are arrogant and domineering. Be vitriolic and mean. Not worthy of giving birth to my flesh and bones. Over the years. I'm glad I come to you every time. Both use peach blossom incense for contraception. So. Flesh and bone in your arms. It can't be me."

"It turned out. It's been so many years. That's how the emperor looks at his concubines." Bai Fengxi smiled. The smile is extremely miserable. She hurts. The pain was so weak that I was weak.

Sweaty palms are full of slippery feeling. It was as if something was slipping out of her grasp. It made her heart tremble and uneasy.

I'm just halfway there. Another pain in the lower abdomen. She smacked a few times in her mouth. Raising his head and meeting Wen Xuan's gaze without fear. The voice seemed to be forced out between the teeth: "You married me back then. It is to drive a wedge between the Bai family and the Nalan family. You spoil me. It's because of the power of the Bai family and Pengfei's loyalty to you. You know that I am pregnant with the child of Ronglu. But they never killed me. I'm afraid it's still useful to be afraid of Pengfei. So it didn't move me for the time being. Now you do it on the day I give birth. You want to kill our mother and son to vent your anger. Then they declared to the outside world that our mother and son died in childbirth. Now I finally get it all. What a ruthless emperor."

"Bai Fengxi. You've been stupid for so many years. Today I finally got the hang of it. Not bad. That's what I think. That's what betrayed me." Wen Xuan clapped a monotonous and crisp applause. Indifferent and merciless ridicule.

Facing this stupid woman who once didn't even want her life for herself. A trace of regret still rose in his heart. If it weren't for her affair with Nalan Ronglu. He will never be ruthless to this point. It's a pity. Something wrong. Once it happens. After all, it is unforgivable.

"Childish and innocent. The Bai family has worked for you for so many years. Be merciful today. Spare the child. The concubine is willing to die to apologize. Calm the anger in your heart." Bai Fengxi endured the pain of body and mind. The five fingers were curved and white, almost tearing the smooth silk to shreds.

"You're going to die. But before you die. I'm going to cut open your belly. Let you see with your own eyes that you and Nalan Ronglu's wild seeds are slashed by a thousand knives." Wen Xuan smiled lazily. Deliberately elongated the intonation. His gaze is like a sharp knife. It seems that he can pierce Bai Feng's bulging belly at any time.

His words were like voices coming from the Yama Temple in the middle of the night. made Bai Fengxi's body stiffen obviously. A deep chill came from the soles of her feet. Rushing to the door of the brain at lightning speed. It spreads to every nerve throughout the body.

Her hairs stood on end. Anger is born from the heart. couldn't help but murmured: "Xuan. You're crazy......"

"Everything has a price. Since you dare to do it. You have to be able to bear it. Who betrayed me? I'll make her worse off than dead." Wen Xuan's eyes flashed with hatred. Turn your head to look at the carved window lattice. Outside, it was pouring rain and hitting the eaves. There was a loud noise, drowning his painful and dull wail from the depths of his soul in the pouring rain.

Bai Fengxi arched her body. The pain was almost spasmodic. Tears, tears flickering under the eyes. Even his voice suddenly became sad. Ever since you sent Concubine Shen to Ruiying. You're already crazy. If you insist on going madness; It will only be a rebellion and a rebellion. Suicide. High. Wake up. You're about to be devoured into a devil by hatred and jealousy."

"You slut. Why do you blame me? What qualifications do you have to preach to me......" Vicious words overflowed from the corners of Wen Xuan's lips, and then. His hands are like iron pincers. pinched Bai Fengxi's neck fiercely. I want to break this slender throat all at once.

Bai Fengxi's face was already pale. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. It seems to hurt to the extreme. The surroundings are fading into obscurity. There was a buzz in my ears. All that was left was her heavy gasp.

She tilted her head. Like a koi fish starved of water. Painful dry mouth open. Take a big gulp of air. The lungs were torn and suffocated.

It gradually darkened in front of my eyes. In the haze. A sweet and sugary smiling face slowly appeared in my mind. Slowly and with the indifferent face in front of him. Overlapped.

Past events. In an instant, it hit my heart like a wave.

If. If.......

I didn't meet him when I was sixteen. So. Bai Fengxi's life. Maybe it's going to be played out in a different kind of banal way. Like all the women of the world. Parents' orders. Words of the matchmaker. Husband and child. Warm and cold self-aware.

Early spring of that year. She's not like the other ladies. Stay in the boudoir and embroider and study. but with a maid. Sneak out of the house. Go to the annual Flower God Festival.

Sixteen-year-old Bai Fengxi is at the best of her life. The most prosperous age. The shadow wanders among the delicate peonies. These are the branches of the spring of the purple and red. Pressed to the point where the color is almost lost.

She raised her fan and fluttered the butterflies. Happily chased all the way to a green willow. As she held on to the willow tree and gasped. Caught off guard, I encountered a pair of familiar eyes. It turned out that there was a slender figure next to him. Man in bright red brocade robe. was watching her with interest.

This man is stunningly handsome. It looks like a bohemian on the outside. A pair of slender peach blossom eyes. But full of affection. If you're not careful, you'll fall into it.

It's a pity. The first meeting under the flowers of the year. It has become today's resentment and grievance.

"Dare to ask the girl's name. I'll be sure to visit him on the next day." He gazed at Bai Fengxi affectionately. Thin lips with a dizzying smile. Surrounded by lush flowers. The unemployed girl suddenly became shy. The moment she turned and ran away. The word "white phoenix" unconsciously flowed out of his lips.

In an instant. It's another year of winter and spring. The peony flowers in front of the court bloom as scheduled. And Bai Fengxi's face lost the joy of the past. I have never forgotten the chance encounter that day. Every midnight dream for three hundred and sixty-five days. There has always been a warm and jade-like voice in my ears saying, "Dare to ask the girl's name. I'll be sure to visit him on the next day."

But now a year has passed. He never came to visit. Maybe he's forgotten the hurried meeting. Maybe he didn't hear the name he left behind with shyness and timidity. In or then. He was an unintentional joke. And I took it seriously.

Bai Fengxi's heart fantasized countless guesses. Just when she thought he wouldn't be in her life. Just when the Nalan family had already sent all the wedding posts. Indeed, he sent the gods to appear.

And it came with three media and six hires. At this moment, Bai Fengxi only knew. It turned out that she was thinking of the man she longed for. It's called Huyan Jueluo Wenxuan. He is the second prince of the current emperor. He is known as the suave Prince Duan.

I thought I could finally achieve what I wanted. Marry the man you like. Unexpectedly, he was strongly opposed by his father and younger brother.

Daddy said this man was not a good person. Ill-intentioned.

The younger brother said that he was definitely not a lover who could be trusted for life. persuaded her to dispel the idea of marrying into the palace as a concubine.

At that moment. Bai Xifeng's heart is messy. She didn't know what to choose. She didn't know he was genuine. Or a hypothesis.

Another year of the Flower God Festival is coming soon. Bai Fengxi wandered aimlessly and met him outside the flowers. The place where the willow first met.

Surprised to see. He's actually here too. It's like an appointment. Is he also unforgettable to meet that day? That's why you're here?

"Fengxi." Wen Xuan took her into his arms. There was irrepressible surprise in his voice: "I knew that you had mine in your heart."

So frank and sincere. There is no sense of abruptness and haste... He. It turns out that I have my own in my heart. Original. He wasn't the sinister man his father and brother said he was.

Moment. Bai Fengxi's soul went out of his body in vain. I saw him put a dagger made of pure gold on his waist in the palm of her hand. He smiled at her and said, "My heart for you. Comparable to Jin Jian. If Feng Xi still doesn't believe it. Just take this dagger. Cut out my heart and see it."

The smile on Bai Fengxi's face came to an abrupt end. Instead. Was surprised.. He even knew her confusion. He is really a wishful man who knows the meaning of the strings and songs.

Early spring is the season for feelings to sprout. Perhaps it is because of the cold spring that people are particularly sensitive and yearning for warmth and love. Bai Fengxi's heart is like a sprout bathed in the sun. Timidly and persistently stretched out in the spring breeze.

She knows herself after today. It will no longer be the same as before.

Bai Fengxi Xu has been smart and beautiful since childhood. and can sing and dance. It can be regarded as a little talented girl who is talked about by dignitaries. Now in order to marry into the Duanwang Mansion as a concubine. Don't hesitate to cry, make trouble, and hang yourself. Exhausted means......

After a few tosses and turns in her perseverance. The Bai family and the Nalan family finally broke the marriage contract. Bai Fengxi married into the Duanwang Mansion as a side concubine as she wished.

If she had known it would have been the end of the day. Would you marry this man without hesitation?

Thoughts come back. A wry smile appeared on the corner of Bai Fengxi's lips. A certain emotion flashed in his eyes. Then it turned into a sinister aura.

She suddenly pulled off the red gold dagger hidden in the flesh around her neck. Just listen to the "flutter" sound. Blood splattered. The dagger was plunged into Wen Xuan's chest without hesitation. Just like when she was willing to die for him, she was desperate.

"Uh......" Wen Xuan staggered back two steps. Body against hard beams. Slowly slip to the ground.

The cold handsome face is distorted by pain. It's hot and stinging. On the edge of that cut. The skin seems to be melting rapidly. He wanted to roar out loud. Eventually, the roar buried in pain.

Bright red blood gushed down the dagger. It flowed down the body. Tick-tock sprinkled on the Ugin floor tiles. Splashed with countless blood flowers. Spread to all around. Converge into broken lines and flow in all directions. It's like a deliberately aged crack in that wine cup. Writing his noble and lonely life.