Chapter 622:

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He stood in front of the stage, clearly saw the man's attire behind Lishu Shangshu, clearly saw the messenger's white belt, and took a deep breath.
"His Royal Highness." Shang Shu of Li Li came forward and whispered, "This is the messenger who came to report the funeral, Shunyi..."
Ning Yi interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and the messenger stepped forward and was about to speak mournfully. Ning Yi stretched out his hand to hold him, and said, "This king already knows that the messenger has come to work hard, Master Wang, please Arrange the messenger to take a rest at the post. I will report to your majesty on this matter, and I should be honoured and praised, and then have my own purpose."
He couldn't help but say that he took the funeral report and sent out the inexplicable two with one hand. Lishu Shangshu gave him a strange look. He couldn't understand why His Highness Chu King stopped the conversation and had to bring the messenger out in a hurry.
Ning Yi took the document and walked back slowly. All the bachelors in the hall noticed the scene outside. It was not a major event. It was impossible for Lishu Shangshu to come to see him at this time, all staring at him scorchingly.
Feng Zhiwei also looked at the probe just now, but the messenger was blocked by Ning Yi. I didn't see what happened. Ning Yi and the two stood outside the door and whispered, unable to hear what was said, but the details were low and low. The voice was dull and fuzzy in my ears, and my heart jumped for no reason. It seemed like a sudden nightmare came down. I was so crushed in my heart that I wanted to break it, I wanted to break it, I was afraid to earn it and meet the result.
A bachelor next to him suddenly leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with you, Wei bachelor?"
Feng Zhiwei then realized that somehow he was a little shaking, and quickly smiled to cover up, and said: "It's a bit cold in the wind and cold." He took the tea cup and squeezed his hand.
At this time, Ning Yi had already come back, nodded calmly in the face of the doubtful eyes of the court, and while unfolding the papers in his hand, he walked in the direction of Feng Zhiwei, standing in front of her, and said: "Inform Ladies and gentlemen, I just received the news of funeral from Huzhuo Department..."
"Hey..."
The tea cup in Feng Zhiwei's hand suddenly fell, and the tea cup lid tilted slightly in the air to pour hot tea.
Ning Yi had long been guarding against her public gaffe, and when the instrument covered her palm and lifted it, she had already picked up the teacup. With her finger, the cup lid was reset, and she put the teacup on the table without moving.
His series of actions were as fast as lightning, and he had been leaning on the side table next to Feng Zhiwei to block everyone's sight. No one saw Feng Zhiwei dropping his tea.
Feng Zhiwei didn't know what he did.
She just Huo Ran raised her head and looked at the funeral papers in Ning Yi's hands with white background and black border.
His face was white for an instant, and his eyes were endlessly black!
"boom……"
There was a sudden wind outside the window, roaring and hitting on the mullion, knocking the unclosed sash heavily closed, everyone was startled by the sudden loud noise, only Feng Zhiwei was still the one who listened and ignored it, straight He stared at Ning Yi's hand with the black-and-white document on his white background, and his eyes seemed to be there, without energy.
Ning Yi's hand trembled.
With this tremor, Feng Zhiwei's eyes shook, and it seemed that he was a little awake and stretched out his hand slowly to get the funeral.
Her outstretched hand was stiff, like a puppet.
She also opened her mouth while reaching out, as if to say "I see", but her mouth opened, but she didn't say a word.
When her finger touched the funeral, Ning Yi seemed to want to shrink her hand, but immediately stopped, sighed silently, and took the funeral to her.
Feng Zhi slightly lowered his head to tear the envelope seal, shaking his hand and tearing it a few times before tearing it open.
The light paper fluttered in the palm of the hand, and there were few dozens of words on the white paper. Feng Zhiwei stared at it for a quarter of an hour.
Those words entered the eyes, it seemed that they couldn't get in. The black clouds and black haze drifted and danced in front of their eyes, where they hurt when they hit them, and where they hit their blood.
"Inspecting the grasslands...being betrayed by trusted guards...buying at the border..."
Obviously every word can be understood, and at the moment when they are combined, they suddenly lose their joint meaning. One quarter of an hour, a full quarter of an hour, Feng Zhiwei failed to understand the meaning.
The scholars who went to close the window sat back one after another, Feng Zhiwei let go, and the letterhead fell.
Immediately she looked white, without looking at anyone, and slowly stood up by the table.
Ning Yi immediately said: "You have a bad complexion, but you are in trouble? Then go back to rest earlier."
Feng Zhiwei nodded, but shook his soul like a wandering, unable to walk two steps, almost hit the hall pillar, Ning Yi immediately called the waiter outside the door to help her out.
When the cold wind came out of the door, Feng Zhiwei seemed to be awake, and there was a strange flush in his snow-white face. Then he immediately shoved it, shoving the inner attendant staggering, not looking at the big steps, she walked away. It was very fast, and a gust of wind passed by. The officials who greeted each other didn't even see her face. They all bowed to their waists and looked at her back.
Feng Zhiwei reached the door of Yongning, where all the vehicles and horses waiting for Hao Yunxuan to be met were parked. The officers saw Wei University scholars coming out, and a crowd of bees came to please please. Feng Zhiwei wore straight from the crowd However, she hadn't come close to where she passed, but everyone could not help but take three steps backwards. Seeing that Feng Zhiwei didn't say a word, she quickly got on her carriage.
The carriage was walking round and round, and the winter sun shone on Feng Zhiwei's cheek through the curtain, not as white as she was. She was sitting in the car with her eyes closed, the carriage wobbled slightly, and a strand of black hair wet with cold sweat, vivid Dropped on the cheek.
"Restoring the law..." Jian Ma hissed, and the carriage shocked, and Wei House arrived.
When the carriage was shaken, Feng Zhiwei leaned forward.
"Wow."
A mouthful of purple-black, suffocated to the present blood, sprayed on the car door curtain with purple bottom and gold rim!
The light in the winter sunk quickly, and it was dim all over the place just now, and the dark world changed in a blink of an eye.
When Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes, he heard the wind wandering outside the window, like the footsteps of a man robe flying away.
Just now, in the dream of walking between Yin and Yang and life and death, it seems that someone has also come, gently touching her face with warm fingers.