In fact, if a saint does not want to die, no one can do anything to her.

However, Feng Weiyi had already known the tragedy of her life when she was just starting to be ignorant. So even though she knew that there was a woman outside Shangguan Bo, she still married him because she knew that this was her life.

But what she didn't expect was that what she lost in the end was Shangguan Bo's cold-bloodedness and his ruthlessness.

If placing that woman in the harem was the beginning of her tolerance, then the kick that Shangguan Bo kicked her was the beginning of her heart's death.

If a person dies even his heart, then she will never have the desire to live again.

So, when the palace maid brought the bowl of soup, she knew it was poison, but she continued to drink it without hesitation, just to complete her mission as soon as possible and get relief as soon as possible.

"My mother said, my surname is Feng, not Shangguan, so I have nothing to do with you."

That night, the young man in white, who was rolling on the ground with ice and fire, looked down at the man who was crying on the throne of the Golden Luan. All the disgust and contempt flashed out of his beautiful phoenix eyes.

"Your surname is Feng..." The emperor, who was in a mess, began to speak incoherently.

"Yes, Feng Wurao, or you can call me Mr. Feng."

In fact, according to historical records, Feng Wurao, the summoner who destroyed 200,000 thieves with the power of a beast, was graceful in white and looked extremely handsome. I heard that among the thieves at that time, there were actually many people who were confused by this beauty and automatically put down their weapons.

However, these legends are trustworthy or not. The key is to know that Feng Wurao, a great summoner who has only appeared in the past few hundred years. What happened to him later?

"What the book records is that after that palace coup, when Shangguan Bo died, the Nanzhao Kingdom was no longer in succession. So I don't know who got the news from there? It is said that Feng Wurao was the son of Feng Weiyi, the real crown prince of Nanzhao Kingdom. So in an instant, everyone began to look for Feng Wurao frantically, wanting to find him to be the emperor."

"Be the emperor?" Gu Lingsha swallowed with difficulty, but she quickly remembered the appearance of the unscrupulous man wearing a dragon robe. Suddenly, a layer of cold sweat broke out from behind.

Damn, this is so terrifying!

"Yes, there is no successor to Nanzhao Kingdom. Who should I ask for if I don't ask him?" Gu Lingyu knew that the woman in front of her had seen the legendary ashes summoner's true body. When she saw that her face was pale, she immediately asked back.

Gu Lingsha quickly shook her head: "You keep going."

"But it was a pity that after everyone's unremitting efforts, they finally found him, but what they didn't expect was that when they found him, they only saw his body that was transformed."

"Dead?!!"

"Clang!"

At this moment, Gu Lingsha finally knocked over the quilt on the table and looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground. She suddenly felt as if she had been thrown into the ice cellar.

Feng Wurao is dead!

Yes, he was indeed dead. You have to know that this is four hundred years later. How can a mortal live four hundred years? And ten years ago, the palm plaque said that the statue testing the summoning spirit contained Feng Wurao's relics.

But who was she seeing??

ps: Under normal circumstances, it is five updates every day, and the update time is eight o'clock in the morning. If you can't wait, you can go to Guoguo's other finished articles "The Crazy Concubine Zhu Tian: The Stupid Miss", "The Strategy of the Legitimate Daughter: The First-Class Stupid Concubine Becomes the World", "Hidden Back: Wrongly Treating the Shy Woman as a Sheep".
Chapter completed!