Chapter 512: Return (2)

This Xiao Fengqing was like she had never seen before, as if the child suddenly found that he could not find the way back in the vast sea, so helpless.
"His Royal Highness ..." Nie Wushuang could not help but call him.
Xiao Fengqing came back, gave a cough, and switched off the topic: "It was cold on the Kunlun Tianshan Mountain, and the wind chilled when you went down. You don't have to worry."
After he said it, he suddenly laughed at himself: "That's wrong. Originally, you wouldn't worry."
He said stop turning and leave. Nie Wushuang looked at his lonely figure, and a sorrow that he couldn't even say: "His Royal Highness ..."
Xiao Fengqing turned her head, looked at her, and smiled: "My king is too useless. He lost to himself at the last moment."
He looked at her fabulous face, and smiled coldly: "All you do is smile for you. Maybe he doesn't know that he values ​​you more than he thought."
He said, slowly disappearing in front of her.
Nie Wushuang stood under the pine tree. I don't know how long after that, the snow was rising from under the sky. Yang straight forward, whispering, "Madam, go back and rest."
Nie Wushuang nodded silently, she took a few steps, looked back at Yang Zhi, solemnly said: "Thank you!"
Yang Zhi shuddered and smiled back to God: "The mother-in-law talks heavily."
"No, he can come back. This palace really wants to thank you." Nie Wushuang said. After that, she bowed her head and saluted him.
Yang Zhi leaned slightly to the side, half a while, and then he sighed, "But, my maiden, my Highness will not believe in slaves anymore. The slaves have suspicions in front of the mother, and they cannot be trusted in front of the Highness. This may be the last fate of slaves -Abandoned by everyone. "
Nie Wushuang held his arm up, and Xu Jiucai smiled suddenly: "The current situation of the father-in-law may be the future destiny of this palace."
Yang Zhi was silent for a while before he said, "In this world, there are too many people in a dilemma, too many ..."
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Xiao Fengxi's injuries soon could not hide Nie Wushuang. Nie Wushuang looked at the crisscross wounds on his body, and could not help tearing down.
Xiao Fengxuan comforted: "It is just a wound of flesh, and it will be well soon."
Nie Wushuang couldn't help sobbing: "How do you feel at ease when you do like this?"
She raised her hazy tears and shook his hand: "If you're not good, how can you live alone in the world without me?"
This harem is too big, too cold, and too lonely. If he had three strengths and two weaknesses, the future days would be nothing short of days and nights for her.
Xiao Feng shuddered, feeling countless emotions in her heart, she could only coax her softly to coax: "It's all right, aren't you back?"
Nie Wushuang cried for a while, and finally shed tears under his comfort. Yan Zisu, who followed Nie Wushuang, hurriedly came to see the driver. He was overjoyed and knelt down, "Weichen's medicine is ready ..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a clear Buddhist chanting sound outside the zen room. Qingyuan's voice came: "Qingyuan pleads with the Holy Spirit not to kill in the temple."
Xiao Fengxi froze and laughed: "This is nature. Qingyuan Zen Master rest assured that even if he was in the palace, he would not kill his life."
Nie Wushuang was full of sorrow. When he heard it, he could n’t help but smile. Qingyuan was as stubborn and kind as before, remembering the situation where he was sitting in front of the tiger cage in order to stop Yunle tiger hunting, he could n’t help feeling: How did the original person change? Still can't change my heart ...
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Two days later, the two emperors set off for Yingjing. Nie Wushuang also moved from the Huaqing Palace to the Ganlu Hall, taking care of Xiao Fengyu's body nearby. What he encountered when he went to Kunlun Tianshan this time, he said nothing to her, but Nie Wushuang faintly guessed the thrill at the time from the vertical and horizontal sword wounds on his body, she couldn't help but fear when she thought of the horrific killings under Xiao Fengqing's secret steps .
But if Xiao Fengqing stepped down, why would he miss him? Did Yang Zhi's arrangement work? Or at the last minute, as Xiao Fengqing said, he lost to himself, and finally let Xiao Fengyu go?
Xiao Fengzhen went to the court every day as usual, and he was not half-wrong with his affairs. It ’s just that when you ’re nobody, you ’re constantly dreaming, and you seem to be thinking about something difficult to understand.
Nie Wushuang looked at him this way, and his heart was worried. But what should she ask?
At this moment, Wu De finally ushered in the second year of Wu De. This year seemed to be silent. Nie Wushuang and Jing Fei arranged a palace banquet in the palace. During the busy period, Nie Wushuang gradually forgot the uneasiness in his heart.
Near age, Jin Guiyun's footholding was also intentionally released by Nie Wushuang. Ling Long's body was buried in the mass graves long before Nie Wushuang returned to the palace.
In the case of Linglong's murder of the queen, Xiao Fengyi decided after returning to Beijing. Among the three races, the fathers cut them all, and the other two raced thousands of miles. Regarding such a result, Quan Yingjing only felt sneered, and a good lady really embarked on this road of copying the family to destroy a little delusion in her heart.
After this incident, Nie Wushuang's pet, the sixth house, became even more reputable. It was in this strange atmosphere that Wude ushered in the early spring of three years.
The cold spring is still steep, and the snow on the Minjiang River has just cracked a few cracks, and the Emperor Qi Kingdom issued a war letter to Ying Guo. Suddenly the situation in the two countries broke out.
Xiao Fengzheng sat in the chapel and looked at the bronzing war books presented. The Chinese military officials in the chapel were all indignant. He put his hand on the war books and said lightly to the envoy of Qi Guo who was kneeling: And the emperor Qi Guo hunted in the Central Plains. "
His voice was like golden jade, with majestic majesty.
Qi Guo's envoy shuddered and looked at it high, like the shouting Xiao Fengxuan, and his heart shuddered.
"Long live my lord, long live, long live!"
The ministers fell on their knees and lived for three times. Xiao Fengying looked at the sky outside the palace of Jin Mao. The situation surging secretly. He breathed a long breath, and the world was about to start fighting again.
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