Liang Wenxin sniffled in grievance.

"Juejue, Xiangxiang doesn't like me, but why doesn't Xiangxiang like me? Xiangxiang doesn't want me anymore, I feel heartbroken..."

Fang Jue was speechless.

At the same time, Ji Feixiu, who was walking on the way out of the palace, suddenly stepped abruptly. He pressed his heart, twisted his eyebrows, and was full of boredom.

He looked back at the magnificent palace behind him: "What's wrong with that fool?"

What happened again?

He walked around and wanted to go back and take a look, but stopped suddenly.

The face was gloomy and gloomy, and finally shook the sleeves.

"I don't bother to pay attention to him..."

Sometimes when I think about it, it would be better to die directly than to live like this, which would save me some worries.

Ji Feixiu pursed her enchanting thin lips, which were as enchanting as blood, and suddenly stepped forward, suppressing the disgust in her eyes bit by bit. But she still had anger in her heart. The more she accumulated, the deeper she accumulated.

Maybe it's not far from the full outbreak.

He has no memories of being ten years old, but he knows that he is different from the "Ji Feixiu" in the past.

Before the age of ten, Ji Feixiu was not visible and she was not exposed. Her biological mother was a brothel prostitute. Because of her beauty, she was carried into the mansion by Mr. Ji, who was over 50 years old, in a sedan chair and became a concubine.

So Ji Feixiu is actually the old man of the Ji family. His age is even enough to be his grandfather.

And when he was ten years old, he suddenly woke up.

He has no past memories, and his life originated from a river.

He lay naked by the river. Later, the servants of the Ji family came to him, recognized him, and told him about his identity. However, he always felt that he was not Ji Feixiu of the past. In his opinion, he probably occupied the other party's identity.

Since it has taken over someone's identity, some things have to be done instead of Ji Feixiu.

For example, he fought to death the bastards who had abused and beaten and scolded Ji Feixiu, for example, he was in power of the Ji family, for example, he was filial to his biological mother, and he wanted to firmly grasp his life.

The existence of that fool was a big trouble for him.

His natural desire to control made him very dislike the fool Liang Wensheng. That was an uneasy factor, which had too many effects on him. He could not help but be happy, anger, sorrow, and even living a peaceful life was a luxury.

Even if he is at peace, the fool is injured and the fool is sick... all of it is reported to him.

It makes him hurt the fool, hurt the fool, and even his own emotions are completely dominated by the fool, who likes the fool, love the fool, and hate the fool.

For him, the name Liang Wensheng means the shackles that bind him throughout his life.

So he thought, it would be great if he could destroy the fool and not implicate him, but there was no solution to this matter.

"Tsk."

Ji Feixiu no longer thought about it, so he went straight outside the palace gate.

...

At the moment when the fool Liang Wenyan felt heartbroken, not only Ji Feixiu felt the response, but also the regent Xiao Yan, the white-clothed national teacher who lived in seclusion, but also others scattered throughout the Great Zhou. These men all felt something.

Some are silent, some are confused, some are confused, some are suspicious...

"It seems that something happened in Beijing?"

"Is it because Wen Yun was stabbed through his heart with a sword?"

"But probably still alive, otherwise I should have died."

"It's time to go back to Beijing to check out."

...

A little later, the deep palace was quiet in the night, and the light of a lingering candle was faint, illuminating a small world.

The side hall of Zichen Palace.

The little eunuch Li Zan opened his eyes in a daze and looked at the beam of the roof with his eyes in a daze.
Chapter completed!