The entire palace is plain and plain, and no matter how carved the beams and paintings are, it is not as eye-catching as this white silk.

When Bai Xiuning went, just in time for Sang Qiyi to come out with someone, Feng Maolan held Feng Mingyuan and knelt outside the door, Feng Qingfang stood with his hands in the door, and he saw the loneliness from her.

It was the first time he had seen such emotions from her since he had known her.

Chu Fanyin had just given birth and still needed to rest in bed, but the child was hugged by Shen Xiazhi, and several people retreated outside the door, which was also the meaning of Feng Qing's madness.

Mu Wuxin burned paper on the side of the mourning hall without saying a word, wearing the clothes of the surviving person, his lips were pale, and his eyes seemed to have lost their lustre.

The light in his world is gone, and he is like a walking corpse.

"Mr. Ye said that these eyes were a gift from her to Ming Yuan, and Ming Yuan's body has always been the regret of the imperial sister, she thought about the regret of the imperial sister, and asked Ming Yuan to accompany the imperial sister for her......"

Feng Maolan had tears in her eyes, and the child in her arms babbled, reaching out to touch his face.

His eyes are very good-looking, this is what Feng Qingfang has known for a long time, but there is no look in those eyes, but now it is different, there are sun, moon and stars in his eyes, and there is the appearance of Ye Zhifei, but it is more clear and innocent than Ye Zhifei.

It's no wonder that she should have found out earlier...... She had seen the stumbling steps of Ming Yuan, and then she could no longer see the road clearly.

Feng Qing opened his mouth wildly, only to feel bitter, and his face was even colder than before.

Since it was a gift from her, how could she bear to criticize her again?

"Get up......"

As soon as her words fell, Feng Maolan was helped up by the palace people, and Sang Qiyi patted Feng Maolan's hand and took him aside comfortably.

Bai Xiuning's footsteps, without the slightest concealment, Feng Qing heard it wildly, and turned sideways slightly.

Mu Wuxin, who had been keeping his head down, seemed to be frightened, and when he saw Bai Xiuning, he knelt down next to the coffin in the middle, and looked at Bai Xiuning's eyes with defense.

"Why did I come here, you were just waiting for her to die...... She obeyed the orders of her master all her life, and everyone in the gate was looking forward to her death so that she could collect her body......"

Feng sneered wildly, the sarcasm and anger between her eyebrows and eyes made her eyes appear a little red.

"I want to ask you, what is the truth of this?"

There were too many emotions hidden in Feng's frantic voice, if it wasn't for the fact that she had enough stamina to suppress it, she was afraid that she couldn't help but drive Bai Xiuning out.

She had never wanted to see someone so much.

At least in Ye Zhifei's matter, she didn't want to have too much to do with him.

Bai Xiuning's face was as calm as water, there was no sadness or joy, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Qingfang, and something flew in his eyes.

"Zhengzhu Daoist asked me to take her ashes back, and please don't embarrass the Empress of Fengjingguo, since she is a person under the Zhengzhu Daoist, then she is destined to return to the master and Penglai......"

Feng exhaled lightly, the spirit hall shook a few times, she raised her sword in front of Bai Xiuning, her hands trembled a little, and her eyes seemed to be stained with blood.

"What soul returns to the master's door? You're all holding her back? You are the one who shackles her, and you will not let her go even if she dies! ”

The sword wind brought by the Abyss Sword made Bai Xiuning's green silk raise a little, and he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qing with a wild smile.

"Ye Zhifei was born with fate, if she is willing to spare her life, she will not appear in front of His Majesty, all this is just her own choice, she is willing to die for Your Majesty, die for the world, which is more important, how many points is in her heart, Your Majesty knows in her heart, what qualifications does Your Majesty have to question her master? Zuo is not willing, no regrets......"

Feng's body shook lightly, and Bai Xiuning grabbed his wrist and moved the sword aside.

He walked towards the coffin, and this time Feng Qingfang did not stop again.

She wasn't even qualified to keep her.

Bai Xiuning took out a bottle from his arms and poured a drop of liquid into the coffin, Ye Zhifei's figure dissipated, and Feng Qingyan never looked back, nor did he dare to look back.

To this day, she still doesn't want to believe that Ye Zhifei has dissipated into the world like this, but she also knows that she will not appear again.

There will not be another Ye Zhifei in this world.

Bai Xiuning paused as he left, and glanced back at Feng Qingmad deeply.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Ye's wish is nothing more than the peace of the world, and I ask Your Majesty not to disappoint her."

Feng Qingqing remembered these words in his heart, and Mu Wuxin also listened to them.

The mourning hall was empty, and Ye Zhifei had nothing left.

Mu Wuxin worshiped at Feng Qing's feet, a gesture of complete surrender, and his respectful and solemn appearance looked like a person.

But there was a smile on the man's face, and there was a complete indifference to the world's affairs in his eyes, but he didn't.

"The guilty minister Mu has no intention of serving His Majesty!"

Feng Qingfang listened to Mu Wuxin's words of surrender, there were no ripples in his heart, he only felt tired.

She waved her hand and took the lead out of the mourning hall.

Ye Zhifei is no longer there, and she can't stay with her anymore.

She couldn't keep Ye Zhifei, and she only had a well-dressed mound in the end, she had very few things, and she had few thoughts to stay.

Mu Wuxin moved into the side hall of the national teacher, but the main hall was empty.

The national teacher, the whole country mourns, the people of the country are ordered by the emperor to eat vegetarian food for more than a month, and the things that are fun are all against the holy will.

The national teacher, the world is vegetarian, the emperor mourns, ignores the emperor's concubine, and gives one on the day of the full moon.

Meng Lilin knelt in front of the imperial study, and Feng Qingfang picked up the pen and wrote three words on the paper.

Feng Qianxi.

Thousands of wanton and happy, presumptuous, no one can be bullied.

This is her and Chu Fanyin's child, her daughter-in-law.

Feng Qingyan always remembered Ye Zhifei's words, and she was willing to believe in the fate of this child and Ye Zhifei.

If it weren't for that, Feng Qingyan really didn't know how to face this child.

The day Feng Qianyan was born was Ye Zhifei's death.

She also wanted to lie to herself, but she also knew in her heart that Ye Zhifei would not have an afterlife, and she would never find a second Ye Zhifei in her life.

The wine buried in the Tainu Mansion back then was already mellow and delicious, but there were no more people at that time.

No one drinks and talks, no one plays chess, no one sends off outside the pavilion, and no one rushes to the winged city...... No one is a promise for you, she changes her life against the sky, and the rest of her life goes with her.

It had just fallen and it was winter.

Chu Fanyin draped his clothes on Feng Qingyan's body, and then leaned on her shoulder, under the palace wall was an unobstructed layer upon layer of city walls, and the green mountains in the distance were winding, snow-capped, and there was no end to the great rivers and mountains.

"Qianyan followed Mu Guoshi's side, and today he was punished again......"

Her children are good, but they have a stubborn temperament and are a little playful, but Mu Wuxin's methods have become more and more severe over the years, but he can control her.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with her, she's a measured ......"

Feng chuckled lightly and shook Chu Fanyin's hand.

The two of them took hands and went down under the palace wall.

Chu Fanyin's face was the same as when he first saw it, and for some reason, it seemed to be more radiant than before.

The years have not left a mark on everyone's faces, but they are more beautiful than ever.

When he looked closely, there was a faint red mark on Chu Fanyin's wrist, and this mark was also on the body of Sang Qiyi and others, as if it had grown overnight.

Feng Qingyan seems to be particularly fond of this thing.

"Yi'er's body is pregnant and squeamish, I feel distressed when you are alone in this palace, you don't have to come to look for me next time, I will accompany you ......"

Chu Fanyin felt that his palm was scratched, and he knew what Feng Qing's idea was, so he blushed with shame.

A cyan figure threw himself into Feng Qingfang's arms, a small person, with a delicate appearance, but his eyebrows and eyes were hooked, and a pair of eyes were particularly outstanding, gentle and clear.

"The Mother ......"

He shouted obediently, and then turned his face to call Chu Fanyin to his father.

Feng Qingyan held Chu Fanyin with one hand, and hugged Feng Mingyuan with the other, the anger on Feng Maolan's face had not gone down, and he hurried over, and when he saw the anger in Feng Qingyan's eyes, he became a grievance.

"Sister Huang, you are not allowed to favor him anymore."

Feng responded frantically, leaned closer, stole a piece of incense on Feng Maolan's face, and then looked at the ball in his arms.

"It's not easy for your father to serve you, why did you make him angry again?"

Chu Fan stood on the side and smiled, and took Feng Ming's wish, and Feng Qingfang was free to hold Feng Maolan's hand.

She hugged Chu Fanyin, held Feng Maolan with one hand, and looked at Feng Mingyuan who was being held in her arms by her side.

"Father Shen gave porridge to the people on the fifteenth day of the first day of the first month of the Charity Hall run by Father Shen, and I took my father's jewelry and wanted to do good deeds......"

"That was the ...... that the imperial sister gave me back then"

Feng Maolan glared at Feng Mingyuan.

Feng Mingyuan snorted: "What kind of thing did you not give to you from the mother emperor?" Things are dead, people are alive, wouldn't it be good for the mother to be by your side, why do you think about those dead things every day? ”

Chu Fan couldn't hold back his laughter, and Feng Qingfang was also helpless.

"Next time, go to the chief steward to get the silver, and don't touch the things of your father......"

"Why? Dead things are just ......"

Feng Ming didn't understand, obviously his father and mother both felt that his words were right, but they still felt that he was wrong to do so.

"Things are dead, affection is real, because your father loves the mother, so he will cherish the mother emperor very much......"

Feng Qingfang's words made Feng Maolan's face red, her eyes flickered, but she didn't avoid it, looking at Feng Qing's crazy eyes.

Feng Mingyuan nodded as if he didn't understand.

Chu Fan pinched his face, only to feel that this child was much more well-behaved than Feng Qian, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

A few people drifted away, and the lively sound drifted to the distance from time to time.

The world is like this mountain and river, with no end.

After the prosperity, it will not return to silence.

Passion doesn't dissipate, and neither does love.

There were no more figures on the palace wall, but there seemed to be a red trace overlapping the light and shadow of the sun in the distance.

Feng's crazy eyes were replaced by red as black faded, and she raised her eyes to look at the sky, a smile on her lips.