She took out from her sleeve a small tube of ointment that was hidden in the flesh and was not searched by the Golden Feather Guards, and lightly broke her son's head, and said, "I'll apply it for you."
Feng Hao tilted his head obediently, felt his mother's fingers moving delicately and gently on his face, the tentacles were cool, and heard her softly say: "Hao'er, don't worry, mother will always be with you."
Feng Hao let out a "huh" and let go of half of his heart. The pain on his face gradually went away, and he felt tired. He yawned, put his arms around his mother's waist, and said, "Then I'll sleep for a while."
Mrs. Feng patted him lightly, just like when she was a child, Feng Hao felt deeply tired and couldn't help but, although some vague uneasiness always flashed in his heart, he couldn't resist the kind of exhaustion that went deep into the bone marrow, sinking in his mother's arms. sleep in.
Mrs. Feng embraced him lightly, and sat withered on the tangled grass in the iron prison. She lowered her head slightly and looked at her son's sleeping face with slightly frowning brows. Engraved in the bottom of my heart.
In a trance, a drop of crystal clear liquid fell and was about to land on Feng Hao's face. Madam Feng spread her palm and caught it like lightning.
She looked at the drop of liquid for a long time, and slowly shed tears again.
Two days ago.
Judging from a little skylight peeking through a crack in the iron overhead, the sky seemed to be bright.
Feng Hao has not woken up yet.
On the iron steps above his head, there was the sound of slow and heavy steps. Although the sound of the steps was lacking in strength, the pace of the steps was steady.
A corner of the yellow robe loomed at the end of the stairs, and in the dim light of the oil lamp, someone stopped far away at the other end of the iron prison.
Madam Feng smiled lightly.
Her smile was hidden in the shadows, and no one could see her mysterious and clear demeanor.
The man kept looking at her from a distance, his eyes moved, and he waved his hand for a while.
There are chaotic footsteps retreating.
"Mingying." The man opened his mouth, his tone could not tell whether he was happy or angry, "According to the calculation, I haven't seen you in fifteen years."
Madam Feng stood up, with a neither humble nor overbearing posture in the light ring of the chain, and saluted the other party, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"The last time I saw you was at the celebration banquet where you returned to court after victory." Emperor Tiansheng quietly looked at Yi Ren's eyebrows, his eyes were far away, as if he was searching for that bright, strong, heroic woman in his memory, " At that time, a young lady from a noble family ridiculed you for being unfeminine and lacking in ladylike style, and you threw a cup and wrote poems at the court in a fit of anger, I... always remember it very clearly."
Madam Feng smiled lightly, "Mingying thanked His Majesty for your kindness."
"You are the heroine of the dynasty, a heroine of the generation who has made outstanding achievements. When you were young, you made great contributions to Tiansheng." Tiansheng Emperor said in a serious tone, deeply regretful, "Why did you later help the evildoers and help the evildoers?"
Mrs. Feng remained silent, and smiled for a long time and said: "It's all wrong."
Emperor Tiansheng fell silent, and the two were separated from each other by the iron prison. One was waiting for the final outcome with a quiet and cold determination, while the other was in a trance in confusion and confusion, as if seeing the heroic man many years ago. The woman raised her hand and threw the golden cup over the golden hall, her voice was loud.
"I don't dare to perform in the same hall with such vulgar and vulgar fans, and stain my celestial color!"
At that time, the woman was as bright as a color screen, illuminating the paleness of the hall. Since then, that touch of color has remained in the memory, and it was only when I revisited it again today that I suddenly realized the condensation and ruthlessness of time.
The past years are like old paper, glued together by the long-term damp haze, which can't lift the heavy heart at this moment.
After a long time, Emperor Tiansheng finally asked again: "Where is Feng Zhiwei?"
Mrs. Feng seemed to be shocked, and said for a while: "Not long ago, she got smallpox and went to Beijing to recuperate. She must have returned to Beijing now."
She turned around, looked at the sleeping Feng Hao, and suddenly burst into tears, as if she had been completely destroyed by these words, she had already knelt on the ground with her sleeves lifted.
"Your Majesty... Mingying knows that you won't let Zhiwei go, Mingying just asks...just wants to die with her..." A tear was about to fall from the corner of her eye, and her desire was sinking, "Also, Haoer Innocent... Please His Majesty let him go..."
Emperor Tiansheng remained silent, but after a while he snorted coldly.
Madam Feng lowered her head, digging her fingers into the iron cracks, her nails were bleeding faintly.
"boom."
A small package was thrown in front of her, and Emperor Tiansheng's voice was filled with anger, "Mingying, you still want to hide it from me?"
Madam Feng opened the package and looked at the contents carefully, the more she looked at it, the more her face became ashen, she managed to keep calm and put the things away, kowtowed and said: "Ming Ying doesn't understand what Your Majesty means."
"You are really inexplicably stupid and loyal to Dacheng!" Emperor Tiansheng yelled angrily, "How dare you use such a trick to attack the east and replace the peach to the west!"
Madam Feng trembled slightly, bit her lower lip, and said forcefully: "Your Majesty, you have been fooled!"
"I won't be so stupid!" Emperor Tiansheng was furious, "Why does Feng Hao have a jade lock piece? Why is the birth date on it different? Why is there a secret mark of Dacheng? He is obviously your adopted child, why do you If it's his own? Jin Yuwei found Wen Po and pointed the clues at Feng Zhiwei, but why did that Wen Po die suddenly? Let me tell you, I found the Dacheng palace man and testified that Concubine Shu gave birth to her It is the prince, and I have already found the real stable woman who delivered you back then. Feng Zhiwei is your biological daughter, Feng Hao is your adopted son, and he is older than Feng Zhiwei! The gold you gave him all the year round Lock piece, change his birth date!"
Madam Feng's complexion changed drastically, and she blurted out, "Is Zhiwei my own? Impossible! Back then, my child died as soon as he fell into the grass..." She stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, with a shocked expression on her face, as if she suddenly remembered something , shaking violently all over.
"Sure enough, even you were deceived! It's just a shield for others!" Tiansheng Emperor looked at Mrs. Feng's expression, and became more and more sure of his deduction, "I thought you had been tricked by something, and you would rather use your own daughter to do it!" In exchange for the survival of Dacheng Remnant, I still want to leave her behind and take Feng Hao to escape from prison, so, so it is!"
Madam Feng said "Ah", and tears streamed down her face silently.
Emperor Tiansheng looked at her sad expression, thinking that she had been deceived for more than ten years, and almost took his own daughter to die instead, his heart softened, but then he thought that even if she was deceived, what she committed was the worst crime of the dynasty. The taboo crime of treason, pain and twist in my heart, gave birth to some irritability, and said coldly: "I don't know what you are still protecting Feng Hao for, do you still expect to get out alive, and Feng Hao will give you a queen mother in the future?" Do it?"