Chapter 624

Her face was pale and full of tears. Her hair clung to her face in disorder. She was staring at her eyes in sorrow. Her eyes were filled with endless hopes and hopes.

Pray that the news just heard is just a dream, a nightmare.

Feng Zhiwei closes her eyes.

It is her negligence that she should take care of the people in the mansion to block the news. Jiarong can't leave the mansion and can hide it for a long time. However, now that the news of King Shunyi's death has spread to the imperial capital, even if she deceives her, she will know the truth as soon as she goes out to inquire.

Rather than let her go out of the house to inquire about what happened outside the mansion, it's better to chop down the high hanging knife here.

"Yes." She put her hand on her heart, leaned against the table and said, "Helian, it's gone."

Jiarong still held her by the breast and held that posture, staring at her. She seemed not to understand the words, but also to be suddenly deaf and speechless. She was so rigid, and the prayer and hope in her eyes gradually changed into endless darkness and despair.

It is also a dead black, like the black tide rising from the polar sea, where it passes through, full of life.

After a long time, she released her hand, slowly raised her hand, as if to slap Feng Zhiwei, so as to scold her for her nonsense. She was lying. However, as soon as her hand was raised, her eyes rolled and she fell to one side.

She fainted.

Feng Zhiwei leaned against the desk, tilted her head and closed her eyes. The moonlight slanted on her side face, and her face was whiter than the moon.

Zong Chen silent will be good to hold up, put on the bed to her pulse, a long time way: "the heart, nothing."

All of a sudden, he let go of his hand and put it up again. After a while, he said, "her pulse..."

He was about to say something when Jiarong suddenly turned over in bed.

Her posture was a little weird - lying on her side, her hands outstretched. At first glance, she didn't seem to be sleeping, but she was doing some ceremony.

This strange posture immediately attracted their eyes to the past.

Then Feng Zhiwei and zongchen heard Jia Rong start to talk.

First there was a strange syllable, like a special language. Then she stopped and changed her Chinese.

"The descendant of the sunset is the favorite of the imperial court. If you get the world, you will cover the world, and if you get the world, you will cover the emperor's descendants..."

This passage was repeated three times, and then changed a few sentences. Among them, there was a sentence, "false husband and evil fate, blood is exhausted, grass is barren..."

Feng Zhiwei listens and her face changes.

Fake husband Jiarong and he Lianzheng once married in Dayue and became a nominal couple. Are they not fake husbands?

The last sentence, is not the answer to the final result of Helian?

Is Jiarong's dream talk inspired by feelings or Foresee long ago, but I don't know?

Heart suddenly rolling through a paragraph of words.

"The sunset women are born with the ability of prophecy and can foresee the future related to themselves or their relatives and friends, just as if they were favored by the gods and could see the future."

In the 12th year of Changxi's reign, Ning Yi's mother and concubine abandoned the imperial palace. Ning Yi once said so.

His mother's concubine, the legendary princess of sunset clan, fell from the sky under the snow and green pine, singing songs that no one could understand.

Are those strange syllables that nobody can understand the first ones that Jiarong said just now?

"The descendants of the sunset, after the imperial dynasty, will cover the world if they get the world, and if they get the world, they will cover the emperor's descendants..."

Ning Yi is a descendant of the sunset clan.

Although Feng Zhiwei does not understand the last sentence, at least, the meaning of the first three sentences is very clear.

The most important sentence is to win the world, then to cover the world.

Fengzhi micro hand holding the table, palm cold, for a moment like to see the fate of iron green face, the face of expressionless approach.

Now she suddenly understood a lot.

I understand why Ning Yi has always been unpopular, why he has been more and more suppressed after showing his talent, and why he has never been allowed to be the crown prince even though he is obviously superior to his brothers.

The old emperor was old and powerless. He watched him gradually master the government, but he still kept the most important position. It was because of this sentence: "win the world, cover the world."

He was afraid that the throne would be handed over to Ning Yi and he would be killed. He was afraid that Ning Yi would win the world and cover the world. He was afraid to be threatened by this son and lose everything.

She also understood why Ning Yi was determined to win the throne, but he was never willing to act rashly, and gave up at many opportunities. That was because he knew that he was not the son trusted by his father and the emperor. He might be under ubiquitous vigilance. He must be more cautious than anyone else.

He tried his best to find Jiarong for the sake of her descendant status of sunset clan, and to find the prophecy deeply hidden by the emperor.

Knowing the prophecy, Jiarong naturally had no use for him. He could never bring it around to arouse suspicion.

Feng Zhiwei wants to understand the joints, but her face is getting whiter and whiter. At this moment, she touches the emperor's hidden mind, but she still doesn't want to understand - her son has withered. If she can't play Li Ning, what is the emperor waiting for that day?

She breathed deeply, and a decisive thought rose from her heart.After death, Zong Chen did not understand what Jiarong said. He was not very clear about the strangeness of the sunset clan. He was asking: "all the members of xuefutu have already finished. Are you going to 100000 Dashan to contact Hua Qiong immediately?"

"Yes." Feng Zhi's chin was covered with starlight, thin and lonely, "I have to go, Helian Hung, fengzhiwei as his imperial concubine, will be easily remembered by the emperor, Wei Zhi, temporarily can not do. But before I leave, I have to do two things as Wei Zhi. "

She turned back, looking lonely.

"Remonstrate! Kill

At the end of the 18th year of Changxi, it seems to be a very ordinary year. Ordinary families are preparing ordinary New Year's dinner, and ordinary officials are busy with ordinary official business. Everything seems to be no different.

However, on the quiet land, there was a surge of waves, like black poisonous blood, silent into the meridians of the emperor.

December, Shanbei.

The boss of a shop directed the staff to take down the plaque which had been hanging on the door for more than ten years. The boss, like a rich man, took over the plaque and blew the dust on it with a little pity.

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