Feng Hua was even hotter from her cheeks, she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her cheeks, but she couldn't organize a complete sentence in her mouth. At this moment, there was a noise at the door, it was the Divine Doctor and Feng Xuanli who came in.

Feng Xuanli walked up worriedly, and asked Feng Hua to sit down: "If something so big happens, can you still bear it?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Feng Huali shook his head slightly, whether he could bear it or not, he couldn't change this established fact, and today was indeed much better than yesterday.

Bai Qiancheng sighed helplessly, it was really chilling to see Su Nianyun, who had been scattered for so many years, actually encountered such a thing again, and Feng Huali must be even more uncomfortable than himself. Bai Qiancheng said on the side: "I have done my best to send someone to investigate the person who poisoned him, and once there is a clue, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible." ”

Feng Huali just nodded lightly and didn't say anything.

In the next few days, Feng Huali finally didn't grieve anymore, but the sun was shining, and sometimes he could drop the chopsticks in his hand while eating, or wait until the moon flute reminded him to find that the paper money in his hand was burning to his fingers. Yan Yu has also been by her side, although Feng Huali often asks him not to follow him upset, but the other party just refuses to leave regardless of it.

After seven days, Feng Huali decided to bury Su Nianyun in this Moon Bay City, after all, Feng Qiufu didn't treat her sincerely, so this Moon Bay City was also her real home. On the night after Su Nianyun's burial, Yan Yu searched everywhere and didn't see any trace of Feng Huali, so he was a little worried at the moment, thinking that Feng Huali couldn't think of anything stupid.

Until finally, Yan Yu stopped in the courtyard panting, but suddenly heard the sound of a porcelain jar breaking, and he turned around to see the fragments scattered on the ground, and the lingering smell of wine. Following the smell of wine, Yan Yu climbed onto the roof, and sure enough, he saw Feng Huali sitting on it, lifting the wine with one hand and pouring himself.

"What, a man drinks sullenly?" Yan Yu let out a low laugh, then walked over to her and sat down, and opened a can of wine by himself very uninvited, he lifted the wine and smelled it, so he exclaimed, "This wine is good wine." ”

Feng Huali glanced at him lightly, and didn't say anything, this wine was given to her by the Divine Doctor, she only knew that it was comfortable to drink, but she couldn't tell the difference between good and bad. The wine jar pressed his lips and poured a jade elixir juice, because there was no cup, it was inevitable that some wine would slide down his neck.

"That's all right." When Yan Yu saw this, he didn't have the heart to drink, he put the wine jar aside hard, and his eyes were full of hatred for iron and steel. It's good that it's himself sitting next to him, otherwise if it were a man with ill intentions, he wouldn't know how to feel when he saw this scene.

Yan Yu raised his hand and skillfully took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and then wiped the wine on her neck as Feng Huali looked at her face in confusion, and at the same time did not forget to whisper: "It's really ...... to be a woman who doesn't care about her image like this."

Feng Huali lowered his eyes: "Why don't you care?"

Yan Yu sighed, it's not that her skin is too snow-white, and she is contaminated with this wine, which makes people inevitably have some strange thoughts when they see it. After thinking about it, Yan Yu still put these words into his stomach, after all, if Feng Huali heard it, I am afraid that he will be angry again.

"How's the mood?" Yan Yu asked.

Feng Hua was stunned, turned around and said, "What?"

Yan Yu chuckled and said, "Your mother has been buried, how are you feeling now, but it is still the same as a few days ago?"

"Could it be that I'm in a good mood?" Feng Huali asked rhetorically, although Su Nianyun is not his mother in the true sense, but the affection in this is true, Feng Huali can't do it with a smile on his face.

"Actually...... I've always felt like you. ”

Hearing these words, Feng Huali suddenly turned his head, only to see that Yan Yu was extremely serious, he looked ahead and talked about what happened when he was a child. Yan Yu was also very innocent and kind when he was a child, but in the end, he was betrayed by the most trusted imperial brother, and even his biological mother could not escape death.

Since then, Yan Yu has known that there is no real love in this palace, and some are just using each other, Yan Yu became ruthless and abnormal, and finally fought for the throne under the bloodless battle, becoming the youngest emperor in Chang'an City.

The sadness in Yan Yu's eyes was very real, probably remembering the past. Feng Huali was also very emotional when he looked at it, sure enough, this palace is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, and it is not so easy to survive.

However, this was the first time Yan Yu had spoken to himself like this, as if he had revealed his heart. Feng Huali looked at him with a very complicated look, could it be that he was really moved by himself? Feng Huali immediately shook his head, even if he was moved, as the emperor, he must be merciful.

Maybe there are so many concubines in his harem, and they have all moved the emperor. Feng Huali lowered her eyes, and besides, she really wanted her to share a man with so many women, and put this calculation and that all day long, Feng Huali was really not very happy.

Yan Yu turned around, but saw that she didn't respond in the slightest, she couldn't help but be a little annoyed, she had shown her sincerity like this, so she just said a few words. Seeing that her eyes were dim, Yan Yu said again: "I just want to say, it's useless to be sad for your mother, it's better to find out the real culprit behind the scenes, and let them bury your mother." ”

Feng Huali looked at him, the sadness just now had completely disappeared, and only a chill was left in his eyes. Feng Huali's eyes echoed in Feng Qiufu's mind, and for a while, his ears were full of the miserable cries of his predecessor. Feng Huali clenched his fists slightly, this revenge should be avenged.

The cold momentum infected Yan Yu's side, and he was just about to speak, but a black back suddenly flashed in front of him, and then the person fell in front of Feng Huali: "This is the best wine." ”

The man in front of him had an old face, a pot of wine hanging from his waist, and his clothes were not neat, but at first glance he looked like a gangster. Yan Yu frowned, walked up to Feng Huali, and his words were full of threat: "I warn you, don't get too close. ”

The man chuckled lowly: "The emperor should leave such idle matters alone." ”

Yan Yu's gaze at him was scrutinized more, this person knew that his identity was still so rude, wasn't he tired of it. Feng Huali also thought that someone was stirring up trouble, she put down the wine jar heavily, and when she heard this momentum, she seemed to be looking for herself, Feng Huali raised her hand and pushed Yan Yu away.

Feng Huali was stunned when he saw the man's face, and it took a while to recognize him: "West Wind? ”

Zephyr is a special person in the palace to help people check the news, Feng Huali had entrusted him to help him find out about Concubine Yue, but then there was no news. After that, Feng Huali also knew that this Concubine Yue was most likely his mother-in-law Su Nianyun, but he didn't know the specific origin of this.

Now that this west wind has come to the door, didn't he inquire about Su Nianyun's affairs in the palace? Although Su Nianyun is dead now, there are still many things that are still mysteries, and she must figure it out thoroughly.

Yan Yu saw that Feng Huali called out his name all of a sudden, and his face suddenly became not very good. It seems that it is also troublesome to be too good-looking, and there are so many people who hit her attention. Yan Yu took another step forward and said coldly, "You ......"

But she couldn't even finish speaking, and she was pushed aside by Feng Huali with a slap, which made her wait for what might be very important information, and she couldn't allow others to make trouble: "Do you have any news about Concubine Yue?"

Zephyr did not speak, but sat down, took the jar and poured a pot into his jug, and then put it in his mouth. Although she didn't speak, Feng Huali was even more sure that he must know something, so she sat down and drank with Zephyr.

The two of them acted very tacitly, and Yan Yu looked extremely uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had become an outsider. But then Zephyr glanced at himself with ulterior motives, and exchanged glances with Feng Huali. Then Feng Huali looked at Yan Yu with understanding: "If the emperor has nothing else to do, go back to the house to rest first, I still have something to say to Xifeng."

"You're going to drive me away?" Yan Yu was a little out of breath, he was a dignified monarch, and he didn't give himself face, but he actually drove himself away for an old and ugly man. Besides, there's nothing you can't say to your face.

Feng Huali glared at him, and he had to reluctantly get off the roof, but before leaving, he didn't forget to leave a sentence: "I will wait for you in your house, if you make me wait too long, don't blame me for being rude."

After Yan Yu left, Feng Huali hurriedly asked Xifeng about Concubine Yue. Zephyr took a sip of wine and said with a sad face: "Actually, these days, I have been regretting it, how good it would have been if I hadn't remembered everything back then."

Feng Hua frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

"Because she's dead," Xifeng glanced at the dazzling white lantern in the courtyard, and said with a wry smile, "Concubine Yue back then was your mother, Su Nianyun." ”

Feng Hua's centrifugal head was shocked, although he had already guessed this, but when he confirmed it from others' mouths at this time, it was still difficult to calm his mood. But fortunately, I am not alone now, and I finally found a place to ask: "Why did my mother marry the emperor, and why was she put on death row, since she is already the concubine of the emperor, how can she marry into the prime minister's mansion?" And ......"

Feng Huali recalled Feng Qiufu's words in his mind, hesitated for a moment and said, "My biological father, who is it?"