Chapter 368

The onlookers didn't even notice their departure. They were still in the position where the emperor had once sat, with a frenzied expression.

"This is really..." The man stopped in a corner, put up his hand to wipe his face, and said with a bitter smile.

He seems to have some emotion to explain, but his mouth is constantly trembling, but he is still speechless in the end.

The companion patted him on the shoulder. Although he didn't speak, he felt comforted.

The man soon calmed down, and he shook his head hard, shaking away all the restless emotions in his mind.

"Today's all as if it had not happened," he said, turning straight staring at his companion, tone a bit more meaningful, "from now on, you have to take good care of yourself, but don't say some messy words in public."

The companion nodded his head, and his heart still kept beating.

"It never occurred to me that the man who should be high would step down from the altar and listen to all my words." He murmured.

Said, two people looked at each other, each shook his head, quietly digested his surprise and fear to see the emperor.

Besides, the emperor left in a hurry and even forgot to cover up his identity.

Song Ci is back! No matter who hears such news, it is an earth shaking story.

Song Ci, who is in the center of the earthquake, looks at the familiar and strange scenes beside him. His eyes have already lost their clarity. On the contrary, they have become a lot of vicissitudes, and seem to have experienced all kinds of wind and frost.

He walked on the road paved with bluestone and looked around greedily.

The soldiers who escorted him back followed him, with their eyes looking straight ahead and their mouths pressed tightly.

Along the way, Song Ci didn't say anything and didn't look ugly because of his identity, but even so, they always had some bad premonitions.

As if, at this time, all the quiet is just a force storage, when the time comes, the silent person will give everyone a painful blow, at that time, waiting for them will be an earth shaking sound.

Don't know what people think behind, Song Ci's steps slowly stopped, because he clearly heard the rapid footsteps from behind.

Although the visitors did not make any sound, Song Ci had a clear understanding in mind.

This is the Imperial Palace, a lofty place that everyone yearns for and cannot reach. Here, only the royal family is their only master.

So, who can walk without scruple at this moment, when Song Ci exists? The answer is in everyone's mind.

The emperor looked at the figure of the man in front of him with a heavy face.

"Why don't you look back?" He stopped slowly, his hands around his chest, and his voice was cold.

Song Ci's shoulder trembled, and he bit the soft meat in his mouth, which forced him to keep calm.

"Father," he slowly turned around, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

The emperor's vision swept over him quickly, and then he was relieved.

Although Song Ci had some vicissitudes on his face, there were no other scars. Presumably, Ling Tianwang did not dare to do anything to him.

Think of here, the emperor did not move the voice of raised chin, some proud in the heart, at the same time, some for lingtianwang high above disdain.

Fortunately, Song Ci didn't know what the emperor thought, otherwise, the tears in his eyes would surely fall.

It's said that men don't shed tears lightly, but the same, isn't there another sentence? It's just that I didn't get to the sad place!

They didn't say anything in public. They went to the palace where Princess Zhou was in silence.

It's not how much the emperor loves that woman, it's just that some words can only be publicized in that place.

In Song Ci lost news for such a long time, Zhou Fei's face quickly aging, a smooth green silk also unconsciously mixed with a little white hair.

On this day, just like many days before, she was comforted by the maid next to her. She ate a little and sat by the window alone.

Her eyes through the delicate carved curtains, one by one looking at the swaying branches outside, looking at the flowers that still open in winter.

However, if someone looks into her eyes carefully, they will find that they are dark, devouring the light and everything in the outside world.

"You say, my son still has life?" Zhou Fei moved her lips and asked abruptly.

The next person's fingers vibrated violently, and the handkerchief in his hand was torn and deformed.

"Well?" Did not hear other people's answer, Zhou Fei's face suddenly sank down, anger churning to look at each other.There was a moment of contact between the two people's eyes. It was in this short moment that the maid only felt as if she had gone naked in the ice and snow.

Her legs were weak, and she knelt down unconsciously. Although her back was wet with sweat, her body was chilly.

"Spare your life, madam," she kept kowtowing and screaming with a worried face.

Zhou Fei gave her a definite look and suddenly began to smile strangely.

"Come on," she cried, "throw her out. There is no room for deception in my palace."

Hearing this, the man who was pleading lost all his strength and fell on the ground, almost fainting.

After listening to Zhou Fei's command, the people who came did not hesitate to hold her arms. Go out.

Although they pitied this man's experience, they didn't dare to raise any objection, because they clearly knew that Princess Zhou had gone crazy during this period, and the people in the palace didn't know that they had died several times. They could live to now, and God was already in favor of them.

Looking at their figure disappearing in front of her eyes, Zhou Fei's eyes were blankly, and her eyes were slightly red.

Is my son still in the world? Zhou Fei asked herself in her heart, but in any case, she couldn't nod her head.

No! He must still be here! Zhou Fei deeply closed her eyes, forced down all the emotions in her heart, and kept murmuring in a low voice.

The sharp voice of a woman is constantly repeated in the palace. If you listen carefully, you can clearly feel the sadness in the voice, like a desperate poem being played.