Exactly who did the work on the iron pipe is still a mystery.

The palace has been quiet for the past few days, but Mrs. Qingyue has come to the door.

Feng poured her heart to sit on the table and drink tea, the guest room was burned by the fire, and the palace was not in the mood to rebuild the house at this time, so she had to live in the young master's west courtyard and the same courtyard as Baguio.

Qingyue sat in front of her a little cramped, her hands were twisted on her laps and her eyes were silent, and the sunlight was mottled on her, making her look a little hazy.

Feng poured his head down and drank tea, waiting patiently.

Qingyue still had some sickly looks on her face, slightly pale, Feng leaned and smiled at her, reached out and handed a cup of tea, Qingyue reached out to take it, held it tightly, and sat quietly with her.

Qingyue suddenly looked up at the sky and scenery outside the window, as if she was crazy, and there was a touch of nostalgia and bitterness in her eyes, but she was distracted for a while, and she unconsciously took a sip on the edge of this cup, as if the bitterness of this tea tasted the same as that of memory.

Feng Qian looked at her and frowned without a trace, but she had patience, she knew that Qingyue must have a story.

"I haven't stepped out of that courtyard for three years, and I haven't been to the West Courtyard for a long time." Her eyebrows frowned slightly, she chuckled, her face was a little helpless, a little heartache, and her expression was very similar to a person.

Feng poured her eyes down, and the helplessness and heartache were the same as hers.

"You ......" Feng poured her heart into swallowing the words into her stomach, she knew that the man in Qingyue's heart must not be the master of the Wang family.

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea, her slightly frowning brows wrinkled into fine lines, and there was a clear sorrow lingering on her half-drooping thick eyelashes.

"Three years ago, the Wang family's family affair was to marry three women at the same time."

Feng was shocked, raised his eyes and said: "You mean, you also married into the Wang family three years ago, together with Baguio and Fengyue, but the two of them married the young master, but you married the master." ”

"Feng Zhutou is really smart."

Her voice was hoarse, and her gaze fell on a void in the air, and she looked at it as if she had seen someone in her memory, her eyes softened, and she measured his illusory face inch by inch.

"I'm afraid that he will never be able to ......, I have no chance in this life, I only hope that he will be well."

Feng Qian frowned, looked at her and asked, "Mrs. Qingyue, the little woman dared to ask, why did the girl marry ...... when she dared to ask, the girl was good-looking Someone you don't love. ”

She was slightly stunned, clenched the teacup in her hand and took a sip in a hurry.

Feng poured out his heart and said apologetically: "I'm abrupt, don't be surprised, madam." ”

Qingyue shook her head, a trace of bitterness, a touch of worry, and a hint of hesitation on her pale but beautiful face.

Halfway, she sighed and said slowly: "It's for a knife, this knife is the heirloom of the Wang family." ”

Feng Tianxin frowned and said, "I have heard that the Wang family has a knife, but it is just a knife, is it used to take a lifetime of happiness?" ”

"You won't understand what kind of artifact that knife has been passed down to the world, and sometimes marriage is not done by yourself."

"It's your mom and ......"

"Yes, in order to get that dragon's tongue, they did not hesitate to separate me from my beloved and marry a man who was thirty years older than themselves. Just so that I can give birth to an heir to the royal family, someone who can see the inheritance of the dragon tongue knife in their lifetime. ”

She sat there motionless with the tea bowl in her hand, tears streaming down her face, and the old memories seemed to have traveled through time and space, drawing away little by little like air.

"But Wang Muzhi is the rightful heir, even if you give birth to a child, you won't be able to get the dragon tongue knife."

She shook her head, a bitterness spread in her eyes, and said, "If I really have a child, he will give up the inheritance." ”

"Why?"

Qingyue wiped her tears, gently put down the teacup and did not answer her words, but raised her eyes and looked directly at Feng Qianxin, and said word by word: "Feng Zhutou, the murderer who killed people and cut corpses in the palace is me." ”

Feng's expression did not move, but the color of his eyes was changing.

"Lady Qingyue, do you know what you're talking about?"

Qingyue nodded, and the corners of her lips actually bloomed with a gentle smile of relief.

"I know that I killed those four people, and I also set the fire, and the scar on my shoulder is the best proof of this."

Feng Tianxin suddenly got up, raised his palm to clasp her wrist, Qingyue was forced to stand up in pain, but she looked at her stubbornly.

"You don't have a trace of martial arts, tell me if you can take my ten moves before you get injured in the shoulder?"

"I have my own way, otherwise how would I have known that you slashed at the murderer and appeared on my shoulder with unmistakable accuracy."

"It's a mystery indeed." Feng leaned her lips and looked at her, but she said, "Madame, don't you know that there is a word in this world called blame?" ”

"It's not!" Qingyue's eyes widened, and she said continuously: "No, no one has ever blamed me, I killed people." ”

"Okay." Feng Qianxin let go of her wrist, sat back in place, and continued to drink tea: "Madame, let's talk about it, how did you kill people?" ”

"As you found out." Qingyue pursed her lips and said: "I killed Wang San in Lilac Garden, Wang Dalin in Youxi Garden, and Ah Zhe and Huazhi in the corridor of the North Courtyard, all of which I killed while he was unprepared." ”

"Heh, what about the motive for the killing?"

"The master has been a monk for a long time, and I just want to create a panic and let the master go back to the house to visit. I want to have a baby soon! She lowered her eyes, tears glinting in the corners of her eyes.

"You're lying!" Feng poured his heart into the teacup, and said coldly: "You can't even understand the killing process, not to mention that you don't want to give birth to the child of the master of the Wang family at all, otherwise he will become a monk and worship the Buddha, your new wife will intercept it, how did he go, I know from my investigation, I have been ignoring him for the past three years, and he has let it go, and now Mrs. wants to use this reason as your motive for killing, it is too far-fetched!" ”

Qingyue closed her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Miss Feng's belief or not, it's all up to the girl herself, but the evidence is in front of you, so you can't arrest me." ”

"Good." Feng nodded again and again, approached her and said, "Then let me ask you again, why did you cut off their stumps after you killed them, and where are those stumps?" ”

Qingyue opened her eyes suddenly, the pain in her eyes was twisted in her pupils, the bitterness spread in the corners of her eyes, she lowered her eyes, and murmured, "Do you really want to know?" ”

Feng Tian's heart tightened, and he asked slowly, "...... What do you want to say? ”

"I killed Fengyue three years ago, and I broke down her body into pieces!"

"What did you say?" Feng tilted his head in disbelief.

"It's all me, it's all me......" She stood up, as if she had gone mad, her chest panting violently, and even her face turned pale.

"I don't believe it!" Feng poured his heart and shouted: "I don't believe it, who do you want to cover for?" ”

"I can't believe you!" Qingyue's voice trembled and sharpened, she held herself with both hands, and choked up: "I killed her, I am jealous of her, I am jealous of her, are you satisfied with this answer?" ”

Feng tilted her heart and body trembled, looked at her in astonishment and said, "The person you love is him, Wang Muzhi......"

——

The sky shone in the sunset was white, and it was still reluctant to give up on the red sun, gradually receding towards the horizon.

Feng poured her heart into sitting under the willow tree in the palace pond, the warmth of the grass nourishing her skin and driving the green silk of her sideburns.

Love plays tricks on people like fate, but one plays tricks on people's lives and the other plays tricks on people's hearts.

And women, the love of love is an inescapable fate for women. Not for men, but for the love of the heart.

Footsteps sounded behind her, very low, stepping on top of the blades of grass, and soon paused behind her.

"Prince Wang, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Feng Qianxin didn't look back, and his voice was very light.

"I killed the person, and Qingyue...... The mother has nothing to do with it. ”

Feng Qian sighed slightly, didn't say anything, just patted the blades of grass beside him, looked at the pond lying between the two courtyards, and said, "Sit down." ”

Wang Muzhi sighed slightly, put up his robe and sat beside her, looking at the wide pond in front of him, on which a wooden bridge had not yet been completed.

"When this pool is completed, it will be inconvenient for the east and west courtyards to come and go, even if Qingyue came to see me early this morning, he came from a long distance."

Hearing a woman's name, Wang Mu's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Feng poured out his heart and continued: "I finally understand why Baguio has to complete this pool, if not for anything else, it is like cutting off your heart. ”

She paused, turned her head to look at him and said, "You are nostalgic for the flowers every day, I'm afraid that you will end the thoughts of the two women, so that Baguio will no longer doubt you and Qingyue, and let Qingyue die for you, right?" ”

"The days have passed through the wind and rain, the idealism remains the same, love is love, and there is no regret.

It's just a trick of fate.

I wonder who has not been sad, painful, and lost between half dreaming and half waking up. Who doesn't want to have a love affair that can be worn day by day, looking forward to falling in love with each other for a long time?

It's a pity, since I can't do it, I will try my best to protect her, in the past and now, my heart is no different, just put away our original colors. ”

"She thinks you killed someone?"

Wang Muzhi smiled lightly, bitterness smeared at the corners of his lips, and he said: "From the beginning when Fengyue died, when I saw the decomposed corpse, I thought it was done by her, we doubted each other, but we didn't dare to ask each other, after all, it was my cowardice to be a man, and now, let her be a woman to protect me?" ”

Wang Muzhi set his eyes on the east, except for the dense mist, there were layers of wooden beams and bricks, and he couldn't see it at all, he sighed faintly: "Feng Zhutou, I killed all four people, including Fengyue three years ago, and I also killed them." ”