She saw her scorching hatred turned into blood that was too thick to melt away, she saw her endless regrets, and her heart was turbulent and turbulent, she saw her wearing a black dress and riding a black horse, galloping on the territory of Tiansheng Wanli , with a long knife like snow in his hand, tearing apart the prosperity and prosperity of an era.
So she smiled and let herself float in satisfaction. The world was too heavy, and she couldn't stand the oppression of dust anymore.
This whole life has been painstakingly planned, this whole life has been forcibly forbearing, just waiting for this final decisive end to achieve a brazen start, waiting for that twilight horizon to sink someone's dynasty banner.
She is tired, so leave the rest to the people who keep walking.
Finally, I can go back with a smile and go to see him calmly.
Oh no... just a little bit... a little bit...
She sank herself a little, struggled to open her eyes, and beckoned her daughter to come closer.
Feng Zhiwei moved her tear-stained face to her lips.
Her face, and her lips, are as cold as cold, like the perpetually frozen snow on the snowy mountains in the extreme north, never to see the light of the world again, and never to be warmed by heat.
"Don't blame mother... don't blame... your brother..." Mrs. Feng showed an apologetic smile, and whispered in Feng Zhiwei's ear, "He lived... just to... die for you..."
A little wandering sound, scattered in the wind, the breath is like frost flowers on the window, cool and faded.
The last words in her life were still as clear as the wind and as heavy as a hammer, hitting the woman's already battered heart.
"ah… "
A mouthful of blood, colorful and shocking, was sprayed on the gold brick floor!
The sky in the palace is always so confined in the four corners of the sky, square and square, and you are not allowed to cross the fence of rules.
It's like a coffin in which the body sleeps forever.
Feng Zhiwei sat cross-legged in the side hall of Ning'an Palace, facing the two coffins, and finished reading the letter Mrs. Feng had hidden in her belt.
She read every word carefully, and read each word very hard. After a long, long time, she brought the letter close to the burning lamp, and slowly burned it.
The letter paper curled up slightly on the fire and fell into ashes.
The flames reflected her eyes, infinitely cold, like a boundless abyss, black with no bottom to be seen.
Holding the ever-burning lamp in her palm, the white veil fluttered slightly in the midnight wind. She clings to the lamp and walks between the two coffins like a wandering spirit.
There is one that belongs to Feng Hao.
After verifying her integrity, she was going to be thrown into the incarnation field as usual. She begged Emperor Tiansheng to give her younger brother a whole body. Emperor Tiansheng looked at her bloodshot eyes, pondered for a moment, and agreed.
"This is His Majesty's mercy." The eunuch who returned the corpse to her said in a sharp voice, "There has never been a whole corpse in the human realm."
Your Majesty is merciful.
She smiled lightly in front of the faint ever-burning lamp.
Giving you a corpse is also called mercy.
But that's all right, you're merciful compared to me - you'll see later.
After adding oil to the ever-burning lamp again, she leaned over and looked at Feng Hao carefully.
The child fell asleep quietly, his eyes wide open, and the color of panic and pain remained in his pupils before he died—he walked very struggling and unwillingly.
Feng Zhiwei stared at him for a long time, then slowly stretched out her hand to caress his cold face, when was the last time she touched him? I don't remember, she hates him so much, she never wants to touch him, she hates iron and steel, when she was a child, she thought he was a debt collector, and when she grew up, she felt that this brother was her biggest burden.
In the first half year before he was about to die in her stead, she secretly played tricks and locked him in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.
The last time of his life was spent in prison.
It turned out that she was the biggest drag, and it turned out that she was the one who really owed others and could never repay.
Mother said that she owed him, at least mother doted on him for sixteen years and gave him the best compensation, but she who really owed him treated him indifferently for sixteen years.
Her fingers slowly brushed across his face... Hao'er... Let me touch you for the first and last time in my life.
You have lived and died for your sister all your life, but you have not received her warmth. Let me replenish you at this moment, although it is destined to be too late forever.
Her fingers didn't close Feng Hao's wide-open eyes either.
Haoer.
I let you see me, see me clearly.
This is the most heartless sister, the most indifferent relative, and the most stupid woman in the world. She spent sixteen years to disappoint you.
The light of the oil lamp is slowly cruising, like a flickering will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night.
She stopped in front of Madam Feng's coffin.
mother.
I have asked you countless times, who wiped out the hostility and brilliance of the entire life of the young and beautiful Fire Phoenix Marshal back then.
You don't have to give me an answer, why do you have to use death to tell me the only ending to this question
We once agreed to leave the Imperial Capital together, but people are not as good as God. God never wants to fulfill even one of my most humble dreams. You will never wait for me.
Is this fate
I still dare not think about how you survived those sixteen years.
I still don’t dare to think about it, when I went back to the Qiu Mansion, you brought me a newly made dress, but because you refused to send my younger brother to Shouyang Mountain, I turned you away, and it was raining lightly that day , I waited across the door to hear the sound of your leaving, how long have I been waiting? When I'm about to fall asleep... Your clothes must be wet inside and out that day.
I didn't understand until today.
You can't let him be sent to Shouyang Mountain, because it's too far away, and no one will die for me when things come to light.
You can't let him be expelled from the mansion, because he can't protect himself outside the mansion, and if something happens, no one will die for me.
mother.
You are going to use these two corpses of my only relatives to tell me that time cannot be turned back, and no amount of regret can make up for the original mistakes.
Even if I sleep in this coffin today and put myself at the bottom of the coffin, I will never get you to smile and share a steamed bun with me, or my brother to be at the other end of the table and enjoy that bowl of cabbage soup to himself.