"What's wrong?" Feng Zhiwei didn't pull her hand away, and looked down at him quietly.
He Lianzheng held her hand, but felt that what he was holding was not a hand, but ice, not the closest distance to the heart, but as far away as the sky, the sea and the north. Her hand was in his hand, but neither the person nor the soul was there.
There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "Life is short, instead of spending so much time hating, it's better to try to make yourself happy. I... only want you to be happy."
He clumsily fumbled for the medicine box, and took out the white cloth and Jinchuang medicine. Feng Zhiwei didn't understand what he was going to do, but saw him carefully pick the small thorn in the wound on her palm, apply the medicine to bandage it, just such a small movement, on the forehead Another layer of sweat came out.
Feng Zhiwei stared at him, took a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and said: "I am very happy today, because I finally discovered that there are as many people who treat you kindly as many people wrong you in this world, Helian, thank you You, it's just that I don't think that you are worthy of the name of a big concubine, so you have to hurt yourself, you should know that it doesn't matter to me whether I am a big concubine or not."
He Lianzheng fell silent, he was not stupid, he could naturally hear Feng Zhiwei's reminder, after a while he smiled and said, "I'm always willing."
Immediately, he closed his eyes and pretended to be going to sleep. Feng Zhiwei packed her things and walked out gently.
As soon as her figure left, He Lianzheng opened his eyes.
His amber and purple eyes were fixed on the roof, and a look of pain flashed for a moment.
After a long time, he murmured: "Zhiwei... is just a false name, and I want it too, because... that's the shortest distance I can get close to you."
Coming out of He Lianzheng's bedroom, Feng Zhiwei ignored the movement in the front hall, directly called Zong Chen and Gu Nanyi, and gave some instructions.
It didn't take long for Peony Huaer to say that the auspicious date was set for the day after tomorrow, and that the Living Buddha was not in good spirits. After all, he was 113 years old. From the looks of it, after presiding over this ceremony, the next grand meeting should be about the new Living Buddha. up.
Peony Hua'er was not as noisy as usual today, and she always looked a little thoughtful. Ever since Dama said that sentence, she had that look.
Feng Zhiwei watched her distracted from time to time, and suddenly said: "Peony Hua'er, do you really want to kill me?"
Her straightforward question made Peony tremble in shock, she stared blankly at her with wide-eyed eyes, and paused for a while before asking, "What are you asking?"
"Normal." Feng Zhiwei frowned and drank goat milk, "You believe in Dama's prophecy so much that you would not hesitate to kill your seven children for He Lianzheng's life, why can't you kill the she-wolf Feng Zhiwei? ?”
Peony Hua'er was stunned for a while, then smiled wryly for a long time and said: "That must be killed."
"You're honest." Feng Zhiwei put down the bowl and said with a smile, "You just admitted it like that."
"My first reaction when I heard that sentence was indeed this." Peony admitted honestly, "Dharma's prophecy is really accurate, at least it has always been effective for me. I didn't believe it before. But the old guy made me believe it."
Feng Zhi smiled but said nothing.
"But after thinking about it again, I feel that the prophecy may not mean what we think." Peony Hua'er giggled, "You are poisonous all over your body. Women are not poisonous and men bully. Poison is not wrong. You have blood. The fire is coming, the war between Dayue and Tiansheng is not over yet, Yin Erji was betrayed and killed many innocent soldiers, this debt will have to be settled with Dayue sooner or later, the war is indeed inevitable, but it may not be your cause, as for you The doom of Zadalan... love is also doomed."
Feng Zhi smiled, thinking that the carefree peony flower is actually very transparent.
"The above is actually nonsense." Peony Hua'er looked wretched, "The key point is, I know I can't kill you, so I might as well befriend you honestly, some people can't be enemies, it's more beneficial to be friends, Zhiwei, my cheap daughter-in-law, I will hand over Zadalan to you." She leaned back and narrowed her eyes, "Whether you want to poison him to death or doom him to death, everything depends on Zadalan Bad luck."
"I think the concubine is the smartest person in this grassland." Feng Zhiwei praised her sincerely.
Peony Hua'er squinted her eyes and smiled, with the same look on my face.
"It's night." Feng Zhiwei drank butter tea, smiling like the night was blurred, "I hope everyone can sleep peacefully."
I hope everyone can sleep peacefully, of course that is a kind word. Some people, Feng Zhiwei absolutely do not intend to let him sleep peacefully.
After the third watch, she stepped out and brought Zong Chen Gu Nanyi and Hua Qiong with her.
The guards of the Potala Second Palace are currently divided into three parts, one part is the original royal court guards, one part is her wedding guards, and the other part is her own people, belonging to Gu Nanyi's invisible force.
In the evening, Peony Huaer replaced the guards of the royal court. Part of the courtyard of the front hall where Living Buddha Dama lived used to be her guards, but now they were all replaced by royal guards. Feng Zhiwei knew about Peony Huaer Be careful—she is afraid that the phoenix mother wolf will attack Dama's old bones in a fit of anger.
I really underestimated her, Feng Zhiwei. To kill someone, you don't necessarily need to use a knife.
Just after passing through the palace gates of the back hall and the front hall, a group of people came over suddenly, but it was Liu Mudan leading a group of female slaves. Seeing her, she smiled dazzledly and said: "I'm bored at night, go out for a walk, Wei Wei, you want to Where are you going?"
"I'm bored at night, let's take a walk with Dama Living Buddha." Feng Zhiwei said bluntly.
Mudanhua took her arm, giggled and said, "That's right, let's go together, and I'll ask the old guy to count Chamutu's life for me."
"Okay." Feng Zhiwei did not refuse, and walked with her with a smile.
When he was about to reach the living Buddha's courtyard, Hua Qiong suddenly let out an "ouch".
Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, Hua Qiong held her stomach, supported the pillars, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I feel a little uncomfortable..."
Zong Chen came over to feel her pulse, and said: "Miss Hua is about to go into labor, be careful if her fetus moves, it's better to go back and rest."
Feng Zhiwei immediately went over to support her, and said, "I'll help you go back."
"Don't." Hua Qiong pushed her away, "You should go to the Living Buddha to figure it out for you, and I..."