Chapter 223:

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"Your Majesty..." Mrs. Feng's head was swaying in the dust, "Your eyes are like a torch, Mingying can't say anything, but Rong Mingying said another thing for Hao'er... The child doesn't know anything... except the blood, he has nothing else No... Jin Yuwei must have investigated him. He is just an ordinary child raised by ordinary people... He, he will not do anything, sire..."
"Chopping the grass without destroying the roots will surely harm yourself." Emperor Tiansheng said coldly, "Mingying, this is what you said to me when you led the army to chase down the Da Yue remnants more than ten years ago."
Madam Feng was shocked and finally wept bitterly.
"At that time, where was that organization now?" Emperor Tiansheng asked silently for a long time.
Mrs. Feng shook her head, "Your Majesty, you know that they were chased by the prince and led by the army for thousands of miles, and they were intercepted by King Chu in Qianzong Valley, and the army was annihilated... Even Haoer, Mingying was also picking up in the valley. When I arrived, I was soft-hearted and accepted. For so many years, the people of the organization have never appeared. If someone is really alive, it should have appeared on our side... But for so many years, how have we been... Want to come to you Also clear..."
Emperor Tiansheng was stunned, remembering the hardships of the three mothers and sons of Tyumen in the past ten years, and moved their hearts, pondering silently.
Mrs. Feng took advantage of his distraction and stepped back, patting her son's sleeping point.
Feng Haomu woke up and yelled, "Ah, I don't know anything, I don't know anything, don't kill me, don't kill me!" His eyes were horrified, and it was obviously a nightmare.
"Good boy." Madam Feng took him in her arms and closed her eyes.
Emperor Tiansheng sank in the shadow at the top of the iron prison, silently watching the mother and son embracing Xi Di, and after a while, he turned around silently.
"Good girl..." Madam Feng did not turn around, always holding Feng Hao with her eyes closed, tears rolling down.
"Don't be afraid..."
A day ago.
The light and shadow in front of the iron prison are so short, the sun rises or lowers, and falls on the wall, but the light and shadow with long fingers.
Mrs. Feng stared at the light and shadow with no expression on her face, it seemed that she just wanted to seize the time to look at the light of the world, fearing that she would never find it.
Feng Hao looked at the iron fence and couldn't help saying: "Mother I woke up yesterday and saw someone go out. Did they ask? When did you let us go? When did you let me go?"
"Almost." Mrs. Feng said lightly, "It's almost over."
"That's great." Feng Hao's eyes gleamed with joy, "My mother, don't worry, I will definitely save you when I go out!"
"You are a good boy." Madam Feng smiled slightly at him, "Mother believes you."
Feng Hao pulled the heavy iron chain and spoiled Mrs. Feng in a clatter, "It's too heavy for me to sleep."
"It's almost ready." Madam Feng held the heavy chain in her hand and helped him reduce weight. "It's almost ready."
There were heavy steps. At the end of the stairs, there were several figures, red armor and golden feathers, and a cold look. The first two people were holding two trays in their hands.
"Are you here to let me go?" Feng Hao exulted, rushing to shake the iron gate.
Mrs. Feng shivered.
Thirteen sounds of "click" springs continuously, and the heavy lock made by Seiko opened, and the two of them came in holding the tray.
On the first tray is a glass of wine.
The second tray had more stuff, a pill, and a set of women's dresses in palace style.
"Ma'am." At first, a man's tone was flat, "Your Majesty said, you will understand it when you look at it, and please invite you to drink."
Mrs. Feng glanced slowly over the palace skirt, and finally stopped on the glass of wine.
Her eyes were dark and she couldn't see any emotions. It seemed that the light of the whole world had been hidden in her heart and she didn't want to be illuminated by anyone.
For a long time she got up slowly, and when she got up, Jin Yuwei vaguely felt as if she could hear the rattling sound of her bones.
She walked slowly to the first tray and picked up the glass of wine.
She had been holding the wine for a long time, it seemed that she had been holding it for too long, her fingers gradually shivered, and a little gray light shone in the distance, and the colorless liquor was slightly rippling in the glass.
Madam Feng slowly raised her hand.
For a moment, Jin Yuwei suddenly felt as if the woman in front of her had always been calm, and she seemed to intend to pour this wine into her mouth.
But immediately he saw Mrs. Feng holding the wine calmly, turned around, and walked towards Feng Hao.
Jin Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Madam Feng's still straight back, a look of admiration and contempt flashed in his eyes, and took a step back.
"Haoer, are you thirsty?" Mrs. Feng's model stood in front of Feng Hao with a cup, "Drink a bar."
Feng Hao had been stunned since the wine glass was served, and his lips were trembling, and even his eyes turned into frightened iron blue, "Mother...Mother... What are you going to do? What is this?"
"Wine." Mrs. Feng passed the glass quietly.
"No! No!" Feng Hao suddenly howled, and dragged the chains to the corner, and looked at Mrs. Feng's hand as if looking at the devil's claws stretched from the top of the sky, "You lied to you You lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me! I'm not no no no no no no!"
He howled wildly and waved his hand in an attempt to push away the terrible thing. Madam Feng couldn't dodge, the liquor spilled a little, and Jin Yuwei quickly stepped forward to catch it.
"Two, I can't finish your majesty's account." Madam Feng returned quietly back to the Jinbei, walked back to her place, and sat down with Feng Hao back, "Please."
The two Jin Yuwei glanced at each other and nodded. Her Majesty had never said that she would have to drink wine personally. As long as she was willing to serve the wine personally, Her Majesty was willing to forgive her and give her a chance.
The two Jin Yuwei walked over holding the wine.
Mrs. Feng sat quietly.
She faced the wall, the light of the oil lamp in the distance shone over, and stretched the shadow of the people behind, like ghosts, projected on the wall.
Strong and weak silhouettes... a huge shaking golden cup filled with poisonous wine... a teenager shrunk in the corner of nowhere... a body crushed to the ground by a big hand... a shadow stepped on the back and a shadow opened its mouth. Throw the wine glass down...