Feng Qingxuan hugged Iris tightly, she thought that in this life, the most sorry thing was probably only Linglong, the girl who grew up with her since she was a child, stiffened on the ground full of sand and no breath.

I'm afraid that only Xiao Zhuo will think that his Nanfeng is the most knowledgeable and understanding woman in the world, but when Linglong is supported by a few horses, she will only cry aggrievedly in front of Xiao Zhuo, and under Feng Qingxuan's gloomy face, she cried word by word: "Master, I really don't know that she is behind the horse, I don't mean it." ”

And Xiao Zhuo has always protected the people around him, he glanced at Feng Qingxuan coldly, but covered Nanfeng's eyes with one hand and took her back to the hall: "Don't be afraid, a slave is just a slave, life is cheap, there is nothing deliberate or unintentional." ”

No one knows how long Feng Qingxuan cried in the courtyard that night with Linglong's body in her arms, it was raining heavily, Feng Qingxuan was soaked in cold, no matter how the palace people persuaded her, she didn't let go, she hugged Linglong tightly, but when his father said that he wanted to take down Xiao Zhuo and Nanfeng, she could only stop in front of him and dissuade: "Father, everyone is dead, even if they are executed, it is useless, it is better to bury Linglong." ”

She didn't dare to let people arrest Xiao Zhuo, she was afraid that if she caught Xiao Zhuo, they would never see each other again in this life. She is devoted to Xiao Zhuo, but Xiao Zhuo is devoted to the south wind, the woman who is like water and picturesque, and has a vicious mind.

On the day of Linglong's burial, Feng Qingxuan watched Linglong enter the coffin with bruises on her wrists, she put most of her jewelry in it, and let a lot of tears soak her veil.

When Xiao Zhuo and Nanfeng came, Nanfeng's face was pale, which made people pity at first sight, she timidly walked to Feng Qingxuan's side and comforted: "The princess is not sad, just a slave, if the princess likes it, Nanfeng will find a similar person for the princess another day." ”

Feng Qingxuan knew that Nanfeng had never been sincere to Linglong, when she raised her eyes to look at Nanfeng, she saw the sadness on Nanfeng's face, but the smile in her eyes was about to overflow, she saw the villain's smug smile and smugness in Nanfeng's eyes.

Even if Feng Qingxuan didn't like Nanfeng anymore, she still forced the smile on her face to be more real, but she couldn't help the slap on her hand, this was the first time she had beaten Nanfeng in front of Xiao Zhuo.

Nanfeng replied to Feng Qingxuan's weak and weeping expression, and she fell into Xiao Zhuo's arms: "Princess, but you still complain about me because of Linglong's affairs, and refuse to forgive Nanfeng?" In this case, the south wind is here, let the princess fall, as long as the princess forgives the south wind......"

Feng Qingxuan clenched the trembling hand in his sleeve hard, stretched out his hand and wanted to slap him again, but was stopped by Xiao Zhuo, he frowned, and shook Feng Qingxuan's arm away with an angry face: "If the princess wants our lives, why bother pretending to be a good person and save us in front of the emperor." ”

What couldn't stop in his ears was Nanfeng's pretentious voice, Feng Qingxuan's eyes were annoyed, staring at Nanfeng word by word and said: "You and I know how Linglong was dragged behind the horse, I let you go once, it doesn't mean that I will let you go a second time, Nanfeng, you remember, I brought you in, and in the same way, I can also drive you out and not enter the palace again." ”

Looking at Nanfeng's pretended frightened eyes, Feng Qingxuan angrily pointed to the side door: "You two get out of here." ”

Xiao Zhuo glanced at Feng Qingxuan in disgust, and left with the south wind, Feng Qingxuan touched the coffin of Linglong, smiled, the louder she laughed, the more tears surged, she lay on the coffin, and muttered: "Linglong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry............"

She knew that it was not only her who should say sorry, but also Nanfeng, she slowly pasted the coffin, as if Linglong could hear it, and whispered: "Linglong has been timid since you were a child, don't be afraid, after a while, I will ask Nanfeng to go down to accompany you." ”