The emperor of Nanzhao sent envoys to deliver two hundred taels of silver and one thousand taels of cloth and grain, and cut three cities to deliver them to the emperor. This calmed the anger of the emperor.
On the black rock mountain, Qing'er is helping Hong Jin out of the house and leaning on the corridor to have a rest. Then he sees Jiang Baifeng running over. Qing'er couldn't help but wonder: "what do you do when you run so fast? Is there someone behind you to drive you
One side of the red brocade see her this appearance, the face also swings soft smile. Thanks for Jiang Bai's care these days. Jiang Bai's face was anxious, and he was scratching his ears. At this time, Pei Hui followed up from behind, red brocade Leng for a while, with behind quietly fly on a touch of bright red. Pei Hui turned his face and pulled Jiang Bai aside. After a long silence, he said one word at a time: "the princess of Anyang died outside the Yancheng City and pursued the title of general Huangyi."
Qing'er's face turned white, and her brain was buzzing, as if there were ten thousand bees piercing her head. Red brocade Leng for a while, suddenly throw away the arm of green son, quickly walk to Pei Hui, the voice is sharp: "what do you say? Master, she's dead? What's going on? " Red brocade suddenly pulls out the waist long sword, points to Pei Hui Li voice way.
Pei Hui had never seen her like this, showing such a painful look. Red brocade obstinately pursed lips, not shrink back to look at him. Pei Hui secretly startled, only feel that the eyes are in front of this fierce woman to attract the past. However, his news was confirmed by many parties before it was reported to me. It's absolutely impossible to make a mistake. It's just that Pei Hui can't help but feel very sad at the thought of that proud woman going like this. He has a pair of eyes as bright as the stars, staring at the red brocade without blinking, and his handsome face is dignified as never before. Red brocade dispirited ground sighed tone, "bang when" a throw down the long sword in the hand, the body as if can't bear to generally step backward, suddenly fall to the ground.
After her, Qing'er was not much better. She seemed to be in a state of stupidity. Tears were falling on her white face. Drop by drop, it fell on the three foot square brick. Looking at her like this, Jiang Bai felt like a knife in his heart. He opened his mouth to comfort her, but he could not say anything. Qing'er suddenly wiped away her tears. She looked at Pei Hui firmly and said, "I don't know if Mr. Pei has seen my wife's body?"
"That's not true. The people I sent to inquire only knew that even the princess didn't know what she had done on the battlefield and went into the fire by herself. When we wait for people to react, we will be gone. " Pei Hui thought about Huizi, then suddenly shook his head and said, "the king of Anyang immediately killed 150000 soldiers of Nanzhao and sent them down to express his hatred for the princess. After that, the city where the Wu people lived in Nanzhao was slaughtered and bled. It rained that day. I'm afraid it's even red. "
Although Pei Hui didn't see such a scene with his own eyes, he just thought about it and felt frightened and trembling. The Anyang king has never been a soft hearted master. But it was so ferocious that it was unheard of. If not for Miss Feng's sincere love, there would be no other reason. It's just that he once looked at a person as cold as Wang Ye. I thought that a man like him should be the coldest. I don't think he can be so affectionate. Pei Hui somehow remembered that day when Feng Su came out of Longxu stream, he was in a mess, but he was cold all over. This to my woman, originally also should be cold hearted,.
He is thinking, suddenly see green son a pair of eyes are bright, black eyes as if to be sprinkled with a layer of broken glass. She blinked, her eyes shining, and said: "in this case, does it mean that the master may not be dead?"
Red brocade doubts ground to see toward her, immediately understand what she is saying, the vision immediately brightened up. Pei Hui wanted to say something, but he was held by Jiang Bai. Pei Hui immediately swallowed his words, showing a thoughtful look: "I can't rule out this possibility. After all, in such a short period of time, even if the fire is as fierce as a tiger, it can't leave any trace."
Green son and red brocade look at each other, the fundus of the eye has a happy passing. They are going down the mountain immediately. Pei Hui quickly reached out to stop them: "it's useless for you to go down in such a hurry. The fire was fierce. Although there was no trace of burning human bones, if the princess was still alive, I was afraid she would be hurt. This wild goose City is only such a big distance. If there is any family who finds a severely burned patient, they will be able to find out. I'll let my brother in the stockade go down the mountain to inquire about it in the afternoon. If there is any news, I'll send it to you immediately. In this way, you will not have to go down the mountain to look for it. "
Jiang Bai quickly echoed, his face full of eagerness. After a moment's pause, Qing'er looks up at Xiang Hongjin, then nods to Pei Hui and says, "what Pei said is reasonable. Then I'd like to trouble Mr. Pei to pay more attention. " Qing'er put her palms on her waist, bent her knees slightly and saluted respectfully. Red brocade immediately followed the boxing salute.
Pei Hui quickly picked them up, with a gentle look in his eyes. After making repeated promises with them, he took Jiang Bai back.
At the moment, in the Imperial City, Lian Gongjin knelt down in front of the emperor with a cold look. The emperor leans on the Dragon chair with a headache, takes the tea from Princess Wan and looks at Lian Gongjin coldly. Duke Lin was standing with his eyes drooping. He didn't dare to breathe at all. Even the palace brocade a body armor has not yet taken off hurriedly entered the palace, at the moment hear the emperor's proposal, immediately veto. The emperor's whole body was leaning against the chair and his face was livid. After a long time, the emperor raised his hand and said, "even the prince, get up quickly. Since you don't want to marry Princess Nanzhao, I won't force you."Lian Gongjin just stood up and looked at all the people in the hall. With a flick of his sleeve robe, he turned back to sit in the chair and picked up the tea. The whole process is flowing without any obstruction. All the ministers in the hall hung their heads down and did not dare to look at the emperor's face. Even the palace brocade turns a blind eye to, the vision is shallow to browse on the various ministers, the person who is swept by his vision suddenly feels the heart hair numbness, very uncomfortable.
The third prince Mo Qilin sat on the main seat, and Lian Gongjin looked at him, his eyes as cold as iron. Mo Qiyun suddenly has a bad premonition in his heart. He follows that look and sees that Lian Gong Jinzheng looks at him with a smile. He even raises a glass to him. Mo Qilin's eyelids jumped, and he lowered his head in a hurry. The wine cup in his hand was overturned. His just cured legs seemed to have been bitten by thousands of silver needles. Feng gently sits beside him, can't help but low to shout a, quickly took the PA son to wipe off the dirty on the table, light voice way: "Your Highness, want to stabilize."
From the moment she knew that Feng Su had died, she knew her chance had come. Now that Fengsu is dead, Fengfu will never continue to support the prince. As for Mr. Lian, he's always thinking about finding Feng Su's body. Where can he spare time to manage the political parties in the court. Seven princes, six princes, low birth mother, naturally not enough to ascend the throne of God. The only ones qualified are the third prince and the prince who has been in the limelight recently. But it is said that the crown prince is in poor health and has tuberculosis, but it seems to be something else.
It's a pity that most of the people she cultivated secretly lost in the last incident and failed to find out in detail. Although the emperor now has a new favorite imperial concubine, Feng's soft eyes inadvertently fall on the woman sitting on the chair beside the throne. Princess Wan seemed to feel something. She suddenly turned her head and gave her a smile. Feng gently blinked her eyes and quickly lowered her head. Wan Fei's elder sister did something like that, and it was not good for her to get involved. She must have had a hard time in the palace. She had already sent people into the palace to send letters to Princess Wan. Concubine Wan didn't respond openly.
However, Feng gently took the plum crisp from the cup on the table, bit it and swallowed it. The cakes in the Imperial Palace are really delicate. The thousand layer hundred flower cake awarded by WanFei is delicate and soft, sweet and delicious. She's kind of addicted.