These two people Feng Zhao recognized, the queen's right-hand man, and almost never left the queen half a step.

At this moment, she didn't have the slightest fear, all that was left was that hearty relief.

Finally, it's finally here.

The two people were very polite and took Feng Zhao out. After not seeing the light of day for a long time, Feng Zhao was a little unaccustomed to it, and stretched out his hand to block it for a while. Guo Ling was very distressed, and carefully covered the dazzling light for Feng Zhao.

When he arrived at the main hall and saw the invincible queen, Feng Zhao realized that these days, not only was she suffering and suffering, but also this woman who was high up in the past.

Thinking about the survival of this Lianlian, it is even more important to the person in front of him.

The queen lowered her head slightly, and she didn't know what she was looking at, and there was a faint incense mist gushing out of the gilded incense ding. Nana curled and transformed into various forms, turning the person on the other side into a hazy shadow.

Feng Zhao was not afraid at all, took three or two steps forward, and bowed familiarly.

"Queen Mother," she called softly, "the son of the queen mother greets her." ”

"Get up." There was only a cloud of gloom left on the queen's face, and she stared at her, "You must know it, even if your father and emperor received the letter, he still helped Meng Li." It can be seen that you, the eldest princess, are such failures, your father doesn't care about your life or death. ”

She laughed lowly twice, but the grim look on her face couldn't be erased, "Why don't you be sad, your father is doing this, it's tantamount to saying, you daughter, he doesn't want it." ”

Feng Zhao's heart ached, but his face was flat.

"Even if it is imitating my handwriting, many things in this world are not seamless. My words are all taught by my aunt one by one, and my father has also read it for so many years, even if my father can't see the clues, my aunt can see it. Once I saw that it was not my handwriting, my father would naturally not help him again. Besides, as I said a long time ago, Empress Meng Li is the first empress of our Fengguo, and her father has a deep affection for her, and because of her, her father will not help her. ”

"You!" The queen was so angry that she stepped forward in three or two steps, pinching Feng Zhao's thin jaw fiercely, "You are not dying"

"Erchen wants this cheap life, but if the queen mother doesn't give it, it's fine. The crown prince fought on the battlefield and was in crisis. I'm also worried all day long, and in situations like this, it's better to live than to die. Feng Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and a little tear overflowed from the corner of his eyes, "In my life, I have done too many foolish things, and like my mother, I am guilty of a lot of sin, and if I die like this, it will also be a merit." ”

Seeing that Feng Zhao was not afraid of death at all, the queen was completely panicked.

Once you are not afraid of death, it is very difficult to deal with.

Now that Zimian City is in danger, Meng Li has joined forces with Feng Guoqiang, and they are afraid that they will not be able to protect it.

Now if it's too late to surrender, could it be said that she just admits defeat and can't succeed in the previous dynasty, and the queen also knows it clearly. Those ministers had long since advocated peace. I heard that Bai Yuli was seriously injured and is now dying, but even so, he still did not change his mind and forced his sick body to strategize. The emperor already had a tenth-percent guilt for Bai Yuli, and now he saw him charging into battle for the sake of the Lianlian, and he looked at life and death so shallowly, he was afraid that he would think about giving him the throne early on.

The queen knew that no matter whether she won or lost this battle, her plan would not succeed.

"If the crown prince dies like this, what should you do"

"If the crown prince dies, I will naturally not survive. When the great calamity is at the head, living is also suffering, but it is not as happy as dying. Feng Zhao was open-minded and stood on the side, as if there was some kind of light exuding from his body.

It's so bright that you can't take your eyes off it.

On the day of the wedding, Bai Yuli once said to Feng Zhao - since then, life and death will be the same hole.

Thinking of this sentence, Feng Zhao's heart opened up with an extraordinarily light warm color, as if it was the most gorgeous peach blossom blooming on the ten-mile causeway in the capital city in spring, and every flower and tree was brilliant to the extreme, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Her heart was filled with all the more frightened and bitter she had suffered during the time she had been confined in the storeroom.

The sunlight outside the window is excellent, and the whole hall is illuminated extremely brightly through the screen window, and Feng Zhao's face is flushed, and there is a strange feeling of returning to the light.

The queen was flustered by her appearance and waved her hand.

"That's it, you go back to the East Palace."

Guo Ling originally thought that this time when he was summoned out of the treasury, it must be more than lucky, who would have thought that they would be blessed to return to the East Palace

Feng Zhao was not surprised, and only bowed to the man in a deep voice, "Thank you, Queen Mother." ”

It was the middle of August, and a few days ago it seemed that the Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed, and the scenery in the Purple Cotton City was infinite. Both men and women changed into light clothes, especially those women, who looked graceful and graceful.

She thought of Feng Changqi again, the girl who only liked to wear a green dress.

"The prince is still alive after all." Guo Ling leaned over to Feng Zhao's side and looked relieved, "Princess, as long as people are still alive, there is still some hope." ”

Feng Zhao responded, and the joy on his face became more and more light.

Even if you are alive, you are not lucky.

The prosperity in Zimian City can't hide the sound of fighting not far away, and the smell of blood and sweetness fills the air, exhaling into her nose, and she always feels that she is standing in Baili.

——

Meng Li, Wang Cheng.

The soldiers of the Lian Lian actually resisted for half a month, and heard that Bai Yuli was seriously ill, but for the sake of the entire Lianlian, he still struggled, and now he is still directing the war, which is very hard.

Such old injuries have not healed, and new injuries have been added, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive in the future.

Even if he returned to the Purple Cotton City and saw Feng Zhao, he didn't have a few days to live.

Feng Changqi has spoken to his aunt more than a few times, and Bai Huan has nothing to say from the previous perfunctory to the later.

Feng Changqi knew that his own mother had made up her mind to let the first class die without a place to be buried.

The army led by Yu Wuwang had already attacked Zimian City, and when he heard that the battle was in danger, Yu Wuwang was ambushed and injured countless lives in a moment.

Feng Changqi was frightened when he heard it, for fear that his master would have a good one, so he inquired and inquired, and it was very difficult to communicate in this war, where was there any accuracy

In the case of fruitless discussion with his mother, Feng Changqi prepared his bags and wanted to go to Zimian City.

She was worried that Yu was hopeless, and she was also worried about Feng Zhao.

Zu Yun saw the intention of his emperor early on, so he naturally followed. By the time Bai Huan found out that Feng Changqi had left Meng Li, it was already three days later.

Feng Changqi rode a fast horse with Zu Yun, but they arrived at Purple Cotton City in three or five days.

What can be seen along the way is a million corpses, how many people have died, Feng Changqi can't imagine, but he feels that the tears have been rolling in his eyes. The inside of the royal city is still purple and red, and the folded flowers have always been so shaded and suitable, blooming in all corners of Meng Li, with clear water and long sky, everything is good. But Feng Changqi couldn't imagine that in the realm hundreds of miles away from the royal city, there were rivers of blood and corpses all over the field.

As they walked all the way, Feng Changqi couldn't stop vomiting, and his eyes were red.

In order to expand the territory, A-Niang did not hesitate to use so many people to accompany the funeral. This is not only the soldiers of the Gang Alliance, but also our Meng Li's people, yes and no."

Zu Yun knew that his imperial daughter was sad, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was even uglier than crying.

"Imperial Daughter, these disputes are also inevitable. Even if the empress doesn't do it now, in the long run, the empress will do the same. If we don't strike first, we will come to the door in the future. The Emperor of the Lianlian was ambitious, and he had provoked many times, and although he had pretended to show favor over the years, he was not always willing to be convinced. ”

Feng Changqi understood this kind of truth, but he never thought that it would be so miserable to really tear his face.

The neighing of horses can be faintly heard, Zu Yun secretly said that it was not good, and he flew on the horse with the wind and Changqi, but there were enemy troops in front and behind, and they quickly surrounded him. The man in the lead was tall and mighty, and his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was the blood of others or his own.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Changqi carefully.

"Who are you who are the wilderness in the land of our unions?"

Zu Yun frowned, where did he dare to show his true identity, and hurriedly replied: "It's just an ordinary pedestrian and a passerby." We are also people from the Lianlian, we have lived in Huanqi for a long time, and we are coming back to visit relatives at this time, so who knew that this place has become a scorched earth, which makes our son very sad. ”

"Heh," the man snorted coldly, "I'm sorry that the Imperial City can be defended by our people, do you know how much effort it takes."

"But what's the turn" Feng Changqi deliberately lowered her voice, she and Zu Yun both changed into men's clothes and went on the road, and rode on horses, and those people couldn't see the clues.

"Naturally, there is," the man was very arrogant, "not to mention that our prince is mighty, and now he has captured the teachers and students of the Wind Country, have you heard that the Teacher of the Wind Country has no hope of having such a person, and he is not afraid that the Wind Country will not withdraw his troops." ”

"National Teacher" Feng Changqi trembled, rushed forward, and didn't know when he had already drawn the blade on his waist, "What did you do to him?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Changqi is extremely fast, but with a flick of his fingers, he has already restrained the neck of the person who took the lead under his sharp blade, "Say, how is the Wind Country National Master now?"

"The people under our hands naturally don't dare to treat him badly, if we want to keep the Lianlian, we have to rely on him."

"Take me to him."

"What kind of person are you" The man's neck was cold, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, "Aren't you from the Wind Country"