Although she had not seen with her own eyes, what the scene was like that night after the fall of Luanguo.

But she'd heard about it, too.

No one can understand the pain.

That night, the fire was full of fire, and the proud woman unloaded her pride to protect her people.

Luan Xingmo has always liked to wear purple clothes, and her black hair is like a cloud, and she must have been very embarrassed that night.

After a bloody battle, she lost her life, but the country of Luan she guarded was said to be a thief by the world.

She couldn't see her eyes when she died.

Thinking of this, Yueli was like a knife cutting into her heart, and gradually spread the pain.

She slowly closed her eyes, and her beautiful face was completely pale.

Nowadays, it is a matter of fact.

Although she has recaptured the country of Luan, every time she returns to the country of Luan, it is not as lively as before.

The same is true of the Jin Kingdom, the Feng Mansion has become a ruined mansion.

No matter how it was before, the royal family of Luan Kingdom and the Feng Mansion of Jin Kingdom will always be the most lively.

Feng Xixu asked Feng Yueli with difficulty: "Have you ever thought that in fact, Luan Guoshi did not leave you, she just went away."

A trace of pain flashed in Feng Yueli's expression, but it was also instantaneous: "No...... She has passed away, I have to accept the facts, it is useless to comfort myself, it is better to live well with everything now, blindly sad can not restore the past, but will only make myself depressed, and many things can be seen through. ”

She is not without a conscience.

It's that there are things that she can't undo.

The struggle between nations is always never-ending, because there is no end to human desires.

In the struggle, there will always be victims, and even she cannot be surprised.

Escaping death again and again, she can only face it.

Success is also sluggish, and defeat is also calm.

She is dead, and it is also her, and it is also a blessing not to die.

If the person she cares about can't be spared, she can only get everything back for the other party.

There was no use in being sad, that's what she thought.

Feng Xixu naturally didn't understand what Feng Yueli meant.

He fell silent, and only the sound of the wind sounded around him.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and Feng Xixu suddenly got up and came: "Sister Zimo!!"

Although the relationship between the Firmament Sect and the Feng Clan is not good, it is okay for people on both sides to interact with each other.

When Feng Xixu was very young, he went to the Firmament Sect and met Zimo.

Zi Mo gave him something to eat.

His aunt and uncle either reprimanded him or were strict with him.

So after he got to know Zi Mo, he treated the other party as a sister and kept running to see Zi Mo.

Every time he went to see Zimo, he could eat a lot of delicious food and know a lot of medicinal recipes.

In his eyes, although Zimo is not his biological sister, he is better than his own sister.

The family is different, but the thinking is the same, and they can still be like-minded.

A gentle voice sounded behind Feng Yueli: "Li'er, I've made the medicine and sent it over."

Feng Yueli slowly turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Zi Mo standing behind her.

Yueli frowned: "Didn't I say, don't you use it?" It's so cold outside......"

The waiter who waited for her behind Zi Mo: "Miss Feng, I'm afraid you don't know, our young lady is afraid that the soup will be cold, so she came all the way with the box containing the medicine, and the wind and snow outside are very strong, I asked her not to do this, she didn't listen."

Zi Mo put the box in his hand on the table, and saw the piano on the moon glass table, and the strings were broken.

She whispered, "What's going on?"