In just half a month, Rou Ran had already been forced back by Murong Che, and even reached the point of desperation.

Earlier, Yuan Luo wanted to use Feng Wei to blackmail Murong Che and them, and Yuan Yan also looked for Feng Wei, but how could Feng Wei do what they wanted? Before knowing that they showed such intentions, she asked Yi Shubai to find them, and then met with them, and Feng Wei successfully escaped.

Now that they want to see Feng Wei, it is even more difficult. When there was no way to retreat, Yuan Luo expressed his surrender. Nanyuan Kingdom wanted to go quietly, but was blocked by Huangquan Pavilion, the two countries signed a subordination agreement with Dayong, these two countries became Dayong's slave countries, and the tribute was several times more than that of other countries, which lasted for a hundred years, which also had the meaning of killing chickens and monkeys.

Yuan Luo watched Murong Che put the agreement away, and then he spoke, "I want to see Her Majesty the Queen." ”

"Your Majesty doesn't have time to see you, since this matter is over, you should leave quickly." After saying that, he got up and left, and the other Dayong people also followed him out.

There were only the people of Rouran and the people of Nanyuan, the people of Nanyuan looked at Yuanluo and the two of them, their faces were a little unkind, if it weren't for them, their country would not have become a slave country, although it was mainly Dayong in the past, but it could still be on an equal footing with it, but now it can be good, directly reduced to the lowest country, even worse than the common people, slave country, the people of the whole country are slaves.

In the face of their accusations, Yuan Luo just lowered his head, his expression was a little gloomy, Yuan Yan was distressed for a while, his face drooped, his eyes were deep and implied murderous: "What? Now you all blame my royal brother? At the beginning, my imperial brother was not enough to give you a proposal, but the choice is in your hands, but now you are good, and you have piled all the responsibilities on my imperial brother, you are really generous. ”

Emperor Nanyuan also knew that Yuan Yan was talking about this reason, but he couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve robe and walked out. Yuan Yan looked at Yuan Luo and held Yuan Luo's cold palm under the table as a sign of comfort.

Yuan Luo came back to his senses, pushed him away, and said angrily: "It's all you, if you hadn't hidden Feng Wei, if you had handed over Feng Wei earlier, we wouldn't have ended up in such a field." ”

"Brother Huang, I depend on you in everything, at that time you wanted Feng Wei as a threat, and I agreed, but I let her escape, maybe this is our Rouran's fate, who is to blame?"

Yuan Luo had a calm face, he didn't speak, he turned around and left suddenly, Yuan Yan also walked out, but Yuan Luo's figure was gone, Yuan Luo sighed, looked in the direction of Xiliu City, and muttered: "Feng Wei, is this angry with me?" I'm sorry, I don't want to lose your friend......"

As soon as Murong Che came back, he went to look for Feng Wei, and was told that she was not in Xiliu City, but went to the outskirts of the city in the morning.

A hint of complexity flashed in Murong Che's eyes, he took a deep breath and ordered, "Go and prepare some incense candles." ”

"Yes."

At this time, Feng Wei was ordering someone to dig a pit next to Qinghe's tombstone, and a coffin was placed in the pit, and inside the coffin was the paper money that Feng Wei bought for Qinghe, the paper money of a coffin, which was pressed solidly, and there were several sets of clothes made of expensive clothes on it.

Feng Wei also carved a stone tombstone himself. By the time Murong Che came, everything was already over, and when he saw the content on the tombstone, he felt a little uncomfortable, because what was written on it was: Feng Wei's husband, Qinghe.

When I saw it on the wooden sign before, I only felt that it was a bad feeling, but now when I see Feng Wei so ceremoniously dressing Qinghe, my heart is mixed, I don't know what it tastes like, and I feel that my heart is blocked. He put the incense candles he brought on the ground and personally incensed Qinghe.

Feng Wei stood aside and didn't stop it, her eyes were a little hollow, and she didn't know where she had wandered, maybe she was thinking about the bits and pieces of her previous relationship with Qinghe.

Feng Yuan was also present, and he was standing next to Feng Wei, but all his attention was on Lu Yuan, who was standing on the other side of Feng Wei. Lu Yuan wore a veil on his face, covering the scars on her face, his eyes were faint, ignoring Feng Yuan's burning gaze, after the last incident, he became a lot more mature, and he no longer smiled at everyone, all of them were faint expressions and attitudes that were almost ignored, only when he faced Feng Wei, he would show the smile before the accident.

Because of the scar on his face, Feng Wei poured out his heart and lungs for him, and did not punish Feng Yuan, but said a few symbolic words, but the relationship with Feng Yuan is becoming more and more estranged, in the face of such a result, Feng Yuan does not know whether to regret it or not, but he has no regret for Lu Yuan, looking at Lu Yuan, it is like looking at the enemy.

After Murong Che finished worshipping, Lu Yuan took Feng Wei's hand and said softly: "Miss, it's time to have lunch, let's go back first, we can come back in a few days, or bring Brother Qinghe's tablet back to worship, so that we can see it every day, and Miss doesn't have to run around." ”

Feng Wei turned his head and smiled at him: "You're right, I'll ask someone to make a tablet in a while, and then let Qinghe go back." Feng Wei looked at Murong Che.

Without waiting for her to speak, Murong Che said: "Let me do this matter, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it, you should pay attention to rest." ”

Feng Wei nodded, turned around and pulled Lu Yuan away, without looking at Feng Yuan the whole time.

Feng Yuan looked at her back, his eyes dimmed, Murong Che glanced at him, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, and he also turned to leave. After a while, he was the only one left in the place.

He looked at Qinghe's tombstone, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and stroked the polished tombstone, his eyes flashed with nostalgia, and he said faintly: "I don't know if my current ability is better than you, if you are still there, how good it would be, so that you can continue to teach me martial arts, and we can continue to compete." ”

After eating, Feng Wei, Yi Shubai, and Lu Yuan sat in the pavilion, and there was a woman kneeling not far from them, this woman was Lu Yi, during this time, her whole person was a lot haggard, and her original fair skin became sallow, and I don't know if it was because of malnutrition or something, she became skinny, and Lu Yi, who was beautiful before, was like two people.

As soon as Yi Shubai saw Lu Yi being brought, he went directly to the topic without saying a word: "Where did you put the poison inheritance you stole?" ”