"Your Majesty..." Madam Feng slammed her head heavily on the dust, "Your gaze is like a torch, Mingying can't say anything, but Rong Mingying can say something for Hao'er... That child doesn't know anything... Apart from that blood, he is nothing... Jin Yuwei must have investigated him, he is just an ordinary child raised by ordinary people... He, he can't do anything, Your Majesty... "
"If you don't get rid of the roots, you will definitely harm yourself." Emperor Tian Sheng said coldly, "Ming Ying, this is what you told me more than ten years ago when you led the army to hunt down the remnants of Da Yue."
Mrs. Feng was shocked, and finally fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
"Where is that organization now?" Emperor Tiansheng asked after a long silence.
Madam Feng shook her head, "Your Majesty, you also know that back then they were chased and killed by the Prince's army for thousands of miles, and were intercepted by the King of Chu in the Thousand Zong Valley, and the army was wiped out... Even Hao'er was picked up by Mingying in the valley. Yes, I was soft-hearted and took him in. For so many years, people from that organization have never appeared. If someone is really alive, they should have appeared by our side long ago... But how we have been for so many years... I think you know... "
Emperor Tiansheng was startled, thinking of Qiu Mingying's mother and son's hardships over the past ten years, his heart was also moved, and he fell silent.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Mrs. Feng stepped back and patted her son's sleeping hole away.
Feng Hao woke up in a daze, and when he woke up, he shouted: "Ah, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, don't kill me don't kill me!" His eyes were terrified, obviously he was having a nightmare.
"My dear." Madam Feng held him in her arms and closed her eyes.
Emperor Tiansheng sank in the shadow above the iron prison, silently watching the mother and son hugging each other on the ground, and after a while, he turned around silently.
"My dear..." Mrs. Feng didn't turn around, but kept holding Feng Hao with her eyes closed, tears rolling down her face.
"Don't be afraid..."
a day ago.
The light and shadow in front of the iron prison is so short, the sun rises or sets, and when it falls on the wall, it is only the light and shadow of a finger.
Madam Feng stared at the light and shadow with no expression on her face, as if she just wanted to seize the time to look at the light in the world, fearing that if she missed it, she would never be able to find it again.
Feng Hao leaned on the iron railing to look outside, and couldn't help saying: "Mother, I woke up yesterday and saw someone going out, did they ask you? Then when will we be let out? When will I be let out?"
"Soon." Madam Feng said lightly, "It's almost over."
"That's great." Feng Hao's eyes shone with joy, "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely save you when I go out!"
"You are a good boy." Madam Feng smiled at him, "Mother believes in you."
Feng Hao pulled the heavy iron chain, and acted like a spoiled child to Mrs. Feng amidst the clattering noise, "It's too heavy, I can't even sleep."
"It's almost over." Madam Feng held the heavy chain in her hand, helping him to lighten the weight, "It's almost over."
There was the sound of heavy footsteps, and at the end of the stairs, several figures appeared, with red armor and golden feathers, with a cold expression. The two people in front were holding two trays in their hands.
"Are you the one who came to release me?" Feng Hao was overjoyed, and rushed to shake the iron gate.
Madam Feng trembled.
"Click" thirteen machine springs sounded in succession, and the heavy lock made by Seiko was opened, and two people came in first with the tray in their hands.
On the first tray is a glass of wine.
The second tray contained more things, including a pill and a woman's dress in the style of a palace.
"Ma'am." A man said in a flat tone, "Your Majesty said, you will understand after reading it, and I invite you to buy wine yourself."
Madam Feng's gaze slowly flicked over the palace skirt, and finally stopped on the glass of wine.
Her eyes were dark, without any emotion, as if the light of the whole world had been hidden in her heart, and she didn't want to be illuminated by anyone.
After a long time, she got up slowly, and when she stood up, Jin Yuwei vaguely felt as if she could hear the crackling sound of her bones.
She walked slowly to the first tray and picked up the glass of wine.
She held the wine for a long time, as if holding it for too long, her fingers gradually trembled a little, a little gray light came from a distance, and the colorless wine was slightly rippling in the glass.
Madam Feng slowly raised her hand.
For a moment, Jin Yuwei suddenly felt that the calm woman in front of him seemed to be planning to pour this wine into his mouth.
But immediately he saw Mrs. Feng calmly holding the wine, turned around, and walked towards Feng Hao.
Jin Yuwei heaved a sigh of relief, he looked at Mrs. Feng's still straight back, a look of admiration and contempt flashed in his eyes, and he took a step back.
"Hao'er, are you thirsty?" Mrs. Feng held a cup gracefully and stood in front of Feng Hao, "Have a drink."
Feng Hao has been stunned since he picked up the wine glass. At this moment, his lips are trembling, and even his eyes have turned a frightened iron blue, "Mother... Mother... What are you going to do? What is this?"
"Wine." Madam Feng quietly handed over the wine glass.
"No! No!" Feng Hao howled suddenly, scrambling and crawling towards the corner of the wall, dragging the iron chain, seeing Mrs. Feng's hand stretched out like looking at the claws extending from the top of the sky, "You lied to me, you Lie to me, you lie to me, you lie to me! No, no, no, no, no, no!"
He howled crazily, waving his hands indiscriminately trying to push away the terrible thing, Mrs. Feng couldn't dodge in time, some wine spilled out, Jin Yuwei hurried forward to catch it.
"You two, I can't complete your majesty's explanation." Mrs. Feng handed back the golden cup calmly, walked back to the original place, and sat down with her back to Feng Hao, "Please."
The two Golden Feather Guards looked at each other and nodded. His Majesty never said that Mrs. Feng must serve the wine herself. As long as she is willing to serve the wine herself, His Majesty is willing to forgive her and give her a chance.
Two Golden Feather Guards walked over with wine in their hands.
Madam Feng sat quietly.
She was facing the wall, and the light from the oil lamp in the distance shone, elongating the shadows of the people behind her, like ghostly shadows, projected on the wall.
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