Feng Yunyi's eyebrows are picturesque, thin and slender, and she is very calm and soft with a Jiangnan person, and her eyes that can't be concealed at this time darkened before she said: "It's good that Shaoqing likes my sister...... It's just that he has official business after all, and he hopes that his sister won't delay General Rong's government affairs because of selfish desires. ”

Feng Yuntong deliberately sighed: "Yun Yi, this palace repeats, it's not that I want to delay him, it's this guy who has to stick to me." Not convinced? Then you ask Rong Shaoqing! ”

The words fell, and he flicked his sleeves impatiently and was about to leave.

Passing by, Feng Yunyi suddenly pinched her arm, in the morning light, the gentle face was smiling, but the hand holding Feng Yunyi's arm was so ruthless......

"Eldest sister, Shaoqing is ambitious, talented and martial, sister beg, don't ruin him!"

For a moment, Feng Yuntong felt that she was really like a bad person, and she also felt that this girl was indeed not easy, but she found that this girl was not as smart as she imagined, and she still didn't find out who wanted to destroy the Rong family, who wanted her sweetheart's life!

With a sincere sigh, Feng Yuntong said: "Third sister, if you exchange the country for Shaoqing, are you willing?" ”

She did everything possible to leave Rong Shaoqing's life, and she always had to exchange something for it, didn't she?

In a moment, she heard the expected answer: "Yes!" ”

A silent agreement was reached, and there was no last bit of worry.

In the next half month, Rong Shaoqing still frequently went in and out of the palace glass hall, and in the morning light, Feng Yunyu would still happily call Mr. Rong good morning, and he would also gently bite her earlobe in response, Mrs. Rong, good morning.

An indescribable undercurrent above the court is becoming more and more obvious, everyone is on guard, cautious in words and deeds, but few people can say where this sense of crisis comes from. Rong Taishi seems to have finally accepted the news that her beloved son is about to enter the palace.

The third princess, Feng Yunyi, didn't seem to have the same sad look as before, and everyone seemed to accept their fate.

Until September 29 of the first year of Baoqing, all illusions collapsed.

Feng Ming Guo Taishi Rong Mei and the third princess Feng Yunyi mutinied towards Wumen, Dingyuan General Rong Shaoqing personally led troops to suppress it, and the three parties gathered near Jialuo Mountain outside the city, and the battle ended when it was ugly.

When Feng Yuntong arrived, the mountain was full of corpses, Feng Yunyi and Rong Taishi had already disarmed and surrendered, and at the same time, Rong Shaoqing was also besieged by the empress.

The person leading the troops is none other than the dead fat woman Mama An.

"Stop!"

The north wind hunted on the cliff, and Yun Yun rushed over in a panic with the men and horses.

Mama An turned her head and hurriedly shouted: "Princess, although Rong Shaoqing killed his relatives in righteousness, he is the son of the Taishi, and the empress must cut the grass and eradicate the roots for fear of resurgence." ”

Under the moonlight, Rong Shaoqing stood tall in silver armor, his eyes were neither happy nor sad, staring at this side and not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Yuntong only glanced at it, and then said firmly: "General An, I only have a few words with him, just a few words." ”

Mama An was a little embarrassed, Feng Yuntong was about to kneel down as soon as she lifted her skirt, but she could only agree in a panic.

"Yes, princess, be careful."

Feng Yuntong nodded, rushed in over the layers of encirclement, and threw himself into his arms without saying a word.

Rong Shaoqing was a little distracted, but he still raised his arm to hug her.

Rong Shaoqing's deep voice sounded in the mountain stream: "You never hated me for causing you to cross?" ”

Feng Yuntong was shocked, desperately holding back his sour eyes and nodding: "Yes!" ”

"But you're going to kill me?"

Yun Tong unconsciously hugged him tightly with his arms, and Feng Yuntong nodded again: "Yes!" ”

"Imperial power...... So important to you? ”

Feng Yunyun's tears finally overflowed, and with the last voice: "Yes! ”

With a pop, a dagger pierced Rong Shaoqing's heart.

"So, Rong Shaoqing, go die."

In the last sentence, Feng Yuntong also used a commanding tone, as arrogant and willful as usual.