In the dream, I still smelled the faint scent of green grass and sunshine, accompanied by the clearness of the snow foam on Huzhuo Snow Mountain. The moment I opened my eyes, there was the sound of flutes all around me, large golden clouds and mist filled the air, and shallow figures floated in the air. Turning around, looking back with a hazy smile.
Feng Zhiwei stretched out her hand, scratched hard in the air with five fingers, and murmured: "Helian..."
She only grasped the lonely empty wind.
May everything be like a dream and end up shattered into nothingness.
She closed her eyes, and after a while, there was a thin stream of water slowly flowing down from the corners of her eyes.
Silently, endlessly, it seemed to be like the blood of He Lianzheng in those seven days, until it exhausted everything and flowed down until the end of life.
There was a slight knock at the door, Zong Chen came in with the medicine, Feng Zhiwei didn't open his eyes, just let himself cry, and asked him, "Is everything ready?"
These were her first words after receiving the bad news.
There is no crying or anger. When the nightmare comes, all self-blame and resentment are wasted.
Only revenge ears.
"Um."
Feng Zhiwei sat up, took the medicine bowl and drank it down in one gulp, took out a few tonics from her bosom and ate them.
From now on, her body is not her own. She must live a healthier and longer life than anyone else, at least until after revenge.
After drinking the medicine, she sat cross-legged on the bed, her long black hair cascading down, covering most of her palm-sized pale face, and her pair of dark bottomless pupils looked even more terrifying.
"People have been sent to find out the truth." Zong Chen said, "If this matter can be reported to the imperial court in this way, and there are no other voices, it is very likely that Helian...killed the opponent's mouth."
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes.
With the strength of himself and Qibiao, they chased and killed thousands of miles away, leaving behind the lives of all the enemies, and cut off the possibility of all secrets being leaked in the most decisive and straightforward way.
Helian, you paid for this with your life.
"Xin Ziyan must have a share." She said softly after a while.
That day in the prison of the guard, the furious man said to her, Wei Zhi, don't be complacent, I have a way to cure you, at the time I thought it was just a literati.
Now that I think about it, it turns out that the word has become a prophecy.
When Fat A'Hua died that day, she was also shocked by the helplessness of retribution, and she also thought about breaking her oath and ending it, only taking the emperor's life, and not caring about the collapse of the empire.
However, all the grievances and grievances, only the bystanders think they can be let go easily, and those who are trapped in the hatred of the authorities are unwilling to let go lightly. If you retreat, someone will go further, block the way, and rush to do the knife.
In a situation of vengeance, retreating means being attacked and plundered, and entered the Chinese army.
From today onwards, she will never retreat.
"Xin Ziyan alone has absolutely no such ability." Zong Chen said flatly.
Feng Zhiwei was silent.
Indeed, although he has a role, it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a trick, chasing and killing him endlessly for thousands of miles, and driving a generation of Golden Lion King to a dead end.
Who is the real messenger
A name is ready to be pronounced, but it is like a huge stone, stuck in the chest, unable to spit out.
Looking at the world, there may be many people with such ruthlessness and strength, but there is only one who has this ability and is hostile to her.
Feng Zhiwei tried hard to think about her other enemies, but she has always been very popular and clean. Those people she has dealt with, the prince, the second prince, the fifth prince, Nanhai Chang's family, all possible enemies are here In the process of step by step for several years, it was solved quietly.
Her enemy, from beginning to end, was only him.
For half a quarter of an hour, her heart was churning, and in the end she was almost desperate. More than ever, she hoped that her enemies would be many and many at this time, so that the enemies' targets would not have no choice.
The silence in the room was rock-like, and people couldn't speak. After a long, long time, she still said with difficulty: "I always feel... that although Ning Yi is hostile to me, it is not necessary to... irritate me..."
Zong Chen looked at her quietly and asked, "Then who are you talking about?"
Feng Zhi turned his face slightly.
"Zhiwei, I thought you would never deceive yourself." Zong Chen said lightly for a long time.
Feng Zhiwei was silent for a while, then smiled sadly.
"Is it that important whether it's him or not?" She put on her clothes and stood up, looking at the dark, moonless sky outside the window, "I will never let anyone who hurts Helian with a knife or sword, the hostility has long been It is destined that the hatred will become deeper and deeper, and it will eventually be the result of your sword coming and my sword going, there is no difference."
Zong Chen fell silent and sighed for a long time.
Surrounded by emptiness and silence, the wind is strong in the evening.
However, there were rapid footsteps rushing towards this secret study room, there was a vague obstruction of someone, and there was the sound of sobbing.
Feng Zhiwei was startled for a while, then heard Xuefutu's subordinates knocking on the door lightly, and said in embarrassment: "Master...Miss Jiarong..."
Beauty
Feng Zhiwei's face turned pale, Jia Rong was brought back by He Lianzheng last time and stuffed in her place, she refused to take it back then, and Jia Rong refused to follow her, but He Lianzheng forcefully dropped the words , if she dared to sneak back again, he would marry her immediately. King Helian did what he said, and this sentence directly frightened Jiarong.
Later, when she brought the girl back to the imperial capital, she actually had a headache in her heart about the arrangements for her. She just thought that after a long time, Jia Rong's mind would fade away, and she would find a way to find a good husband's house for her. I didn't see anyone anymore, I found a room by myself and closed the door, and it turned out that I was practicing at home as if I was ashamed.
Feng Zhiwei sometimes felt baffled, she heard He Lianzheng vaguely said that this woman was brought out of the mansion by Ning Yi, and she also suspected that she was of some use to Ning Yi, and she didn't want Ning Yi to take her out of the mansion to be like this Throwing her away, ignoring her from now on, and not planning to take her over, what kind of medicine is sold in Ning Yi's gourd
She didn't know about the fact that Ning Yi and Jia Rong slept in the same bed that day, He Lianzheng was a straight man, always aboveboard, disdain to gossip about people behind their backs, the more rivals in love, the less he would speak.
At this time, Jia Rong lost her composure, presumably because she had already received the news of He Lianzheng's death.
"Wei Zhi..." Before the steward finished reporting, the door was knocked open with a slam, and Jiarong rushed in with disheveled hair. When she turned her eyes and saw Feng Zhiwei, she rushed over and grabbed her shoulder, "My lord, my lord..."