Nan Yan squatted down, met that embarrassed face and wild eyes, and said with difficulty: "How did you become like this?"
"..."
"Fengshu?"
The seemingly crazy woman in front of her was none other than Feng Shu, the concubine Li who favored the Sixth Palace and made Zhu Feng almost fascinated.
But now, she was kneeling in the snow, covered in mud and looking embarrassed.
Her long dark golden hair was once a symbol of beauty and wildness in the past, but at the moment, it is disheveled, dull and scattered on her face. Even just now, Nan Yan didn't notice this "lunatic" immediately Has blond hair.
However, even after seeing it, she still couldn't believe it.
So he called her again—
"Fengshu?"
Hearing these two words, the man suddenly laughed again.
But her mouth was filled with snow and mud, and the snow melted on her face, flowing down mixed with mud, drawing a series of dark lines on that face, which made her look even more embarrassed.
The more she laughed, the harder she kept laughing, "Feng Shu? Who is Feng Shu? Feng Shu? Hahahaha."
This time, Nan Yan heard her voice more clearly.
It was really Fengshu.
It's just that this woman who once made her teeth itch with hatred and caused countless waves in the harem, at this moment, she has gone crazy.
But another strange feeling emerged in Nanyan's heart.
She looked at the nuns on both sides, they were afraid that the crazy Feng Shu would bump into the noble concubine, so they all knelt on the ground cautiously, and pressed Feng Shu hard.
Nan Yan said: "Here, what's going on with her?"
One of them hurriedly said: "Mother, this bitch was sent in after she went crazy. She was kept there all the time for fear of disturbing others, but today—she didn't know why she went crazy again. The opportunity to eat, unexpectedly ran out."
The other said again: "I offended the empress, please forgive me."
Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said, "Send her back first."
"yes."
Everyone hurriedly got up, dragged Feng Shu up from the ground, and walked towards the hut in front of her.
Nan Yan also followed them, only to see that the hut was dilapidated, the door was broken, and even the windows were ventilated. Dead leaves and dust, and even some drifting snowflakes.
When Nan Yan saw it, she immediately frowned: "What's wrong here, like this?"
Several nuns glanced at her.
Someone laughed and said: "This is the place where criminal women are kept. Naturally, it is different from the place where the empress lives."
"..."
Nanyan was speechless.
It wasn't that she was thrown into limbo once or twice, but every time, the place she lived in was not bad, and there were special people to take care of her food and daily life. Even Zhu Feng, in order to reconcile with her, lived with her Come to the cold palace.
She had no idea that the real Leng Gong looked like this.
It turned out that he was too well protected.
She hesitated, her throat was a little sluggish, she was silent for a while, and then said to the nuns: "You guys, go down first, I want to talk to her."
One of the nuns hurriedly said: "Madam, she is crazy and will hurt Madam."
"It's okay, you just stay outside and keep watch."
"But-"
"go out!"
Nan Yan's face darkened, and of course they were also afraid, so they could only retreat obediently.
Nan Yan glanced out again, those people were sensible, they didn't stand at the door, but stood some distance away from the small house, if something happened, they would run up immediately.
Only then did she feel relieved and turned around.
In this dilapidated small room, there were only the two of them left.
At this time, Feng Shu returned to the room, and she didn't know what aroused her uneasiness again. She ran to the corner and sat alone, with her hands hugging her knees, as if she wanted to curl herself up so that others could see her. less than.
Looking at her like this, Nan Yan felt mixed feelings in her heart.
Speaking of which, almost a year has disappeared.
Ever since King Ning rebelled and she was taken into custody as an accomplice, she has never been seen in the palace.
Nan Yan even suspected that she had been secretly executed.
Death is like a lamp going out. Although I know that there are still many unsolved mysteries about her, and I still remember the words she once said to me, but once a person dies, there is really nothing left, including Nanyan and other things. I also encountered a lot of troubles in my life, so I almost forgot about her.
Unexpectedly, she was still alive.
It's just that it's crazy.
Nan Yan walked over and slowly squatted down, looking at her shivering under the disheveled golden hair, and her frightened eyes that dared not look directly at her, judging how much sanity she had left.
Nan Yan said softly: "Feng Shu."
"..."
"do you remember me?"
"..."
"I am Si Nanyan, the imperial concubine Si Nanyan."
"..."
"You, do you remember me?"
Hearing "Imperial Concubine Si Nanyan", Feng Shu still didn't react, but she sat quietly for a while, then suddenly trembled, and murmured: "Imperial Concubine?"
Nan Yan was overjoyed—
She is conscious
Just as she was about to say something more, she heard Feng Shu muttering again: "Imperial Concubine... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Nan Yan frowned slightly, and when she heard her murmuring "The Emperor" continuously, a little light began to shine in those eyes that were insane and muddy: "Your Majesty, has the Emperor come yet?"
"..."
Nanyan's throat suddenly choked.
She didn't expect that at this point, Feng Shu was already crazy, and she was still thinking about Zhu Feng.
It seems that although they were sent to Zhu Feng's side by King Ning and the others, although they used her body fragrance to seduce Zhu Feng with a purpose, but after those days, she was not all fake.
It's just that her sincerity—in this case, is worthless.
Nan Yan felt a little emotional, but it wasn't that she sympathized with her.
After all, she was fake from the beginning, so how could she hope to get real feedback
Seeing her staring at herself with wide eyes, a little sober light flickered in her eyes because of the mention of "the emperor", Nan Yan was silent for a while, and said in a gentle voice: "The emperor has not come, the emperor asked me to ask you In a word."
"..."
"If you answer well, he, perhaps, will come."
Hearing "maybe come back", Feng Shu's eyes brightened a little.
She raised her head to look at Nan Yan, her eyes were full of eagerness, which added a bit of frenzy. Fortunately, she did not intend to hurt anyone. She only took a quick breath and said, "What? What do you want to ask?"
Nan Yan stared at her, and slowly said: "Back then, you saw the painting I collected in Yikun Palace, you said, you have seen the person in the painting."
"..."
"Is this sentence true or false?"
(end of this chapter)