Chapter 437: After retirement (a)

Nie Wushuang still remembers that day Xiao Fengxun meditated silently about Zhou Zhang, who was more than a foot tall. She quietly retreated from the Imperial Study Room.
This was his last crucial decision, and he could only decide it alone.
Nie Wushuang was out of the Imperial Study Room, and it was almost dusk. She sighed softly, and turned around and instructed the palace men to prepare shoulder straps. People in the palace raised their shoulders and Nie Wushuang sat down. Yang Zhi came quietly and whispered. Nie Wushuang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he nodded indiscriminately. After seeing her agree, Yang directly instructed the palace people to carry Nie Wushuang slowly away.
With shoulder-length shoulders, heading away. Nie Wushuang, wearing an inconspicuous cloak, stood by a wall of a secluded palace, watching his original shoulders leave, and then turned back to Yang Zhi and said lightly, "Take the road."
"Yes!" Yang straightened and slowly led the way.
The sky was getting dark, and Nie Wushuang went around with Yang Zhi. The cloak covered her too gorgeous palace dress, lowered her head, and it was even more difficult to see her face in the dark sky. After walking for a long time, bypassing the palaces and the gates of the palaces, Yang Zhi finally stopped in front of a remote little courtyard and whispered, "Mother, here you are."
Nie Wushuang bowed his head and walked in, and finally saw the discretionary Xiao Fengqing under a grape shelf. In the evening breeze, a delicate palace lamp was hung under the shelf, and the dim candlelight was sprinkled, softening his slightly harsh and sharp features, and he looked frowned and calm. Today he turned an ordinary dark blue gown, covered with the same color gown, and three thousand ink hairs were neatly bundled on the top of his head, fixed with a purple jade long hairpin.
The blue clothes, the jade of the purple jade, as always, even in the dark, his posture is still inseparable.
He heard the sound, put down his glass, and his thin lips twitched a smile-like arc: "Will you come?"
Nie Wushuang came to sit opposite him, looked around, and smiled slightly: "Since His Highness wants to see Wushuang, it must be very important."
Xiao Fengqing poured a glass of wine for her, and the fragrance was clear. "It's not very important, I just want to wait with you for a very important time."
"What time is it?" Nie Wushuang couldn't help wondering.
Xiao Fengqing's eyebrows squinted, and his eyes were slightly more complicated: "Maybe what the king promised you may have come to fruition tonight."
Nie Wushuang heard the words, and there was a vague understanding in her heart. She was silent for a long time, and suddenly raised her head, and there was a deep suspicion in Mei Mei's eyes: "Is the lady concubine going to the kneeling temple related to Her Royal Highness?"
Xiao Fengqing's hand holding the wine glass was a little meal. Under the lamp, his smile was hidden in the shadows, he could not see clearly or clearly.
The doubts in Nie Wushuang's heart grew bigger and bigger, and eventually she couldn't help but stand up: "His Royal Highness! Are there any covenants between Your Royal Highness and Your Highness?"
There was a stormy sea in her eyes that she couldn't hide, and she tried hard not to let the royal concubine and Xiao Fengqing form an alliance, but he did not expect that he would do so in the end. And she didn't know what to do. She always thought that the royal family of Shu Fei would choose the emperor, but did not expect that the Wang family did not trust Xiao Fengzhen at all, but chose Xiao Fengqing.
The doubts in my mind these days are suddenly bright. This is why Shu Fei dares to kneel down at the Taimiao Temple to reprimand the Queen, and it is also the real reason why Xiao Fengxuan is so angry. His concubine and his protagonist were all out of his control, and a predictable upheaval looked up again.
He said, Wushuang, you are the only one.
It turned out that he really only had himself.
The mist in the eyes gradually rose. Ning Wushuang fixedly looked at Xiao Fengqing, who seemed to be far and near, in front of him, as if he was run over by a boulder, and the place was deserted.
He never gave up his delusion!
why? why……
Xiao Fengqing lifted his eyes lightly, his eyes were cold: "You always understand the King."
"Understand ?!" Nie Wushuang stunned, and suddenly covered his face and laughed, Xiao Suo desolately laughed: "No, Wushuang does not understand! Isn't His Royal Highness getting enough? Isn't it enough? Allied with the Royal Family, what does His Highness want? "
She put down her long sleeves, and there was a faint glow in her pale face. She sat down suddenly, only to feel that she was drained of all her energy.
"Good enough? Enough?" Xiao Fengqing drank the glass of wine in one sip, and under the lamp, deep amber eyes exuded a deep sigh of relief: "Do you think the King has got enough, is it good enough?"
He slammed himself close to her, and the thick wine squirted in her nose. He provoked her delicate jaw: "Nie Wushuang, you are really too naive! Before you enter the palace, you should know the king What do you want. "
Nie Wushuang looked at him indifferently, yes, why did she forget that he wanted the world. What he wants is Xiao Fengyu's world!
What he wants is to believe him and hurt his third brother's world!
He went from a laid-back wealthy lord to a grand general who now holds heavy soldiers. He has the most elite army in the country, and he even controls most of the Qin Dynasty.
Xiaofeng Qing today is long gone. No wonder Wang Shufei's family wants to choose him!
His cold hands traced the outline of her side face, and Nie Wushuang only felt the coldness seeping into her heart when she passed by.
He said: "Wushuang, the king said, you can't escape the palm of the king in the end. Did you forget?"
Nie Wushuang giggled abruptly, with a strong irony in her eyebrows: "Wusou did not forget, but did Wang forget it? Wang personally told Wushuang, do not have this power, do not kill this world, go to Jiangnan, to the desert ... Did the king forget it? "
"Don't you refuse?" Xiao Fengqing gave a slight meal, and soon poured another glass of wine, and answered coldly.
She stared at his eyes, and to this point, she and he had nothing to say.
Both are the same person. She betrayed him. He also betrayed her. It looks so fair. She should be grateful that from start to finish, he never gave up on her.
She should be fortunate that she has been traveling all the way, he has given her enough.

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