Chapter 635

Feng Zhiwei claps his hands, zongchen throws over a person, a landing then sack like soft paralysis on the ground.

"Meiduo..." The peony has a sharp voice.

Almost immediately she understood what meDo had done, and the next sentence was fierce and resolute.

"Somebody, drag her behind the horse and show her in front of every tent! Tell them, it is this woman who betrayed the king's whereabouts and killed him! "

"Princess Rao..." Before she could get out, she was dragged out by several strong men on the grassland, winding and covered with blood.

"It's not her, but I have a clue." Feng Zhiwei held down the shoulder of peony that trembled all over her, "peony, believe me, I will avenge Helian."

"Grassland son's revenge, grassland to revenge." The peony flower flicked her hand, staring at her eyes, "is it a court person?"

Feng Zhiwei was bitter, pursed her lips and did not speak. However, peony nodded, folded his sleeves, looked at the sky, and said faintly: "my son, I know that what he really wants to do is not afraid of life and death. If it hadn't been for my quarrel with zhadalan that day, he might not have been this choice. I hurt him Zhiwei, since then, the grassland has been handed over to you. "

She walked away with a straight neck and her back was lonely. Chamutu opened her hands to her, and peony squatted down to hold him up and left slowly.

Those who have loved, come and go, only left her on the top of huzhuo snow mountain for a long time, covering the grassland with lonely and desolate brilliance.

The next day, when the Imperial Envoys arrived, huzhuo Bu held a grand funeral for their king. After a long illness and recuperation, fengzhiwei finally appeared at the king's funeral. When the black gold coffin sank into the grave ten feet underground, the princess knelt down and sprinkled the first handful of soil.

The sadness of farewell, shrouded in women's eyebrows, the prairie of loud lament, makes the court envoys can't help but sigh.

"Princess." The Chinese scholar seemed to be afraid that she was too sad and fainted in his arms at any time. He was carefully separated by three feet and said, "Your Majesty heard the bad news of King Shunyi. He was very worried about the health of the imperial concubine. He had ordered me to greet the princess and hope that she would return to the imperial palace for support as soon as possible."

As expected, fengzhiwei sneered in his heart. Emperor Tiansheng's memory is like this. He can't think of fengzhiwei. But she has become a widow. The old emperor thinks that she is the princess of Shengying, who he once promised to take care of.

She covered her heart and leaned against the maid. She was so weak that she said that she would return to Beijing immediately to see her thanks when she was better.

After sending away the imperial envoy, she watched the men on the grassland move their horses to seal the coffin and flatten the ground. After that, she will circle out a large area to build a cemetery. However, no one knows the exact location of the tomb.

The shadow of the distant mountain was smeared on the gradually flat land. She sat on the cold ground and drew the outline of the shadow. In her heart, she was in a trance and wanted to let herself remember that the end of the shadow on the top of the mountain was the place where Helian was sleeping

I do not know when, there is a shadow, silent cover behind her, the figure is not thick, but her shadow is just good.

Then a pair of warm hands, a little hesitant but did not change direction, fell on her shoulder.

Feng Zhiwei looked back a little slowly, then from the fuzzy angle of view, he saw a corner of white gauze screen and a delicate jaw.

She blinked, thinking that her tears were dim, and she was hallucinating again. She couldn't believe it. However, the man patted her shoulder a little clumsily. The warmth from the palm and the unique awkward posture were so familiar to her that it was shocking.

Feng Zhiwei blinked again, this blink, the liquid in the eyes finally fell, and then she silently turned back and hugged the man.

The man raised his hand in an instant, as if he wanted to throw people out subconsciously. But Feng Zhiwei leaned over without any consideration. His hand just raised stopped moving, and he was a little stiff and held by Feng Zhiwei, straight and upright.

Feng Zhiwei leaned his face on his soft and comfortable cloth, pressed against the slightly wet cloth, and sighed: "although I don't think you should come, I'm really glad to see you at this moment..."

"Nanyi..." "I'm so happy, I'm glad you're still there," she said, almost dreamily

Gu Nan Yi lowered his face and looked at the woman holding his waist. From his point of view, he only saw her long eyelashes, covered with water mist. Under the sun, it looked like countless crystal diamonds were dotted. The light pricked him a little uncomfortable, as if his heart was also covered with countless crystal diamonds with sharp edges and corners, which constantly sharpened flesh and blood with the pulse, and gave birth to faint pain.

This is Does Feng know the tears of Wei?

This kind of painful feeling of pulling lung from heart because of that tear is once heard of, heartache?

Gu Nan Yi was stunned to see the light flow under the sun. He and she met for so long, separated, and never saw her cry. When he finally saw it, he suddenly understood the taste of heartache.

Then she understood loneliness, bewilderment, sprouting and missing After waiting for the emotion, he understood the heartache.

Half a month ago, he received news that he Lianzheng died. He was stunned for a long time. He felt uneasy in his empty heart. He suddenly felt that she needed him without any reason.He thought she needed him, so he came. The mountain was far away, and he rushed to the horizon.

She left everything and drove for half a month. When I saw her lonely black silhouette on the horizon of the vast grassland, I felt that the world was so lonely that she was the only one left.

No, No.

Gu Nan Yi tried to hold her in her arms. She wanted to give her more warmth with this kind of action. She hated that she was not that warm constitution and could not warm her cold instantly.

However, Feng was shocked by the strength of the two men's movements at the moment. They quickly broke free. Gu Nan Yi didn't insist on it. She frowned and took a look at her face. She snorted in disgust. She immediately wiped her face with her sleeve. The action was not gentle. She wiped her face in a mess. After that, she touched her sleeve carefully It hurt the way his clothes were soiled.

Feng Zhiwei looked at the clean young master Gu's series of actions, only felt familiar and kind. She couldn't help but want to do the right thing with him. She grabbed his smooth sleeve and wiped her tears.

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