After waiting for who knows how long, Fengqi's door was finally opened.
What came in was a little girl wearing a blue dress, with a beautiful bun and a beautiful light pink butterfly hair fork.
But her head was always lowered, and her steps were surprisingly slow, as if she had been injured.
Feng Qi turned his back to the girl, and she had already untied the rope on his body and threw it to a conspicuous place.
The girl just put the things on the plate on the table, minding her own business, her voice was dull, and her crying had not yet dissipated.
"He let you eat it."
But such a brief sentence made Feng Qi suddenly widen his eyes and turn around quickly.
The girl was about to leave when Feng Qi exclaimed, "Yun Sheng?!"
When the girl heard the sound, her body suddenly froze, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground, causing a layer of dust to rise.
"Yunzhuo?!"
Yun Sheng didn't seem to expect to see Yun Zhuo here again, and his face was full of astonishment.
Yun Sheng couldn't help but burst into tears when she reunited with her relatives after a long absence.
The long-suppressed emotions could no longer be held back after seeing Feng Qi. Yun Sheng threw herself into Feng Qi's arms and started crying.
Seeing Yun Sheng's appearance, Feng Qi also felt uncomfortable in his heart. His eyes were sore and the corners of his eyes were a little red.
After a long time, Yun Sheng raised his slightly red and swollen eyes, filled with tears.
"Yunzhuo, how is brother? Where is sister? And my mother..."
Feng Qi pursed his lips and didn't know how to answer. There was no trace of Yunqi's body, only stumps were found.
Chen Mohan died in his own yard. The cause of death was unknown and his death was tragic.
Lu Youran was forced to go to the battlefield, and her life and death are still uncertain.
Yunyang died on the third day of his wedding, at the Yun family's house, with no funeral arrangements and no cold bones.
How should I express these one by one?
After a long time, Feng Qicai opened his red lips and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay. We are all waiting for you to come home."
Feng Qi held Yun Sheng's shoulders steady, looked up and down for a long time, and then breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Yun Sheng was fine.
"As long as you're okay."
It's just that Yun Sheng's eyes were always red and swollen, and it looked like he had cried before.
Feng Qi stretched out his fingers to wipe the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and considered speaking.
"Sister, did Bamboo Sun bully you?"
Yun Sheng shook his head, "He didn't do anything illegal to me, but he was always unwilling to let me go."
She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Qi, frowning slightly, "Why are you here? What did Bamboo Sun arrest you for?"
She looked at Feng Qi's attire and the mask on his face.
"Why are you dressed like this again?"
Feng Qi just looked at Yun Sheng and said word by word: "I'm here for you. I promised brother that I will take you back."
"Brother..."
The tears that Yun Sheng had finally stopped burst into tears again, and her vulnerability was fully displayed in front of Feng Qi.
As if thinking of something, Yun Sheng quickly wiped away his tears.
"Yun Zhuo, when I come back to save you, I will definitely take you out!"
The eyes that had been without hope for a long time finally began to shine brightly again, and the things that had been abandoned were once again ignited.
After saying that, without waiting for Feng Qi to say anything, Yun Sheng prepared to leave in a panic.
Feng Qi quickly took Yun Sheng's hand and said, "Sister, I still don't understand the situation here."
Yun Sheng paused for a moment, "This is the Shura Palace. It is located in a deep mountain and dense forest. Most people rarely find a way out. The terrain here is complicated, and I have been to very few places."
Feng Qi nodded slightly and whispered: "I will definitely take you back."
After Yun Sheng went out, someone from Shura Hall immediately locked Feng Qi's door.
Yun Sheng's heart was mixed with the joy of seeing her relatives, but also with fear. Why was Yun Zhuo here?
This is unreasonable. Zhusun clearly promised that he would never embarrass the Yun family again.
While I was thinking wildly, I bumped into Bamboo Sun, who was walking slowly.
Zhusun looked at the flustered Yun Sheng indifferently, followed by two guards.
Yun Sheng's body was shaken, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back. Then she quickly knelt down on the ground and lowered her body very low.
She was lying on the ground, her voice was cold and dull, and the sound of crying mixed with it was not obvious.
"I have met His Highness."
Although he was only adopted by the five chief eunuchs, he was respectfully addressed as His Highness from top to bottom.
Originally, it had passed through Yun Sheng's slightly trembling body, but for some reason, Zhusun suddenly turned back.
Feeling the tall figure in front of her, Yun Sheng buried her body even lower, and couldn't help but tighten her hands hidden in her sleeves.
Zhusun, on the other hand, looked down at the man curled up into a small ball, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.
A person who was once so arrogant and agile is now in a humble posture, kneeling in front of him.
He trampled her arrogance into the soil with his own hands, and taught her humility step by step.
But why, why can't I feel the slightest interest when I should be happy?
On the contrary, every time I see her looking so humble, I always feel like my heart is clogged?
Zhusun's hands had always been fair and slender. He raised his hands slightly, and the guards following behind him retreated.
He came closer again, just looking at the humble Yun Sheng, and opened his mouth slightly.
"Yun Sheng, come and make me tea."
Yun Sheng didn't say anything, but just followed Zhusun with steps, keeping his head lowered.
The room was filled with mist, and Yun Sheng was still playing with the many teacups with his bruised hands.
The tea leaves rolled in the water, and the curled tea leaves gradually unfolded in the boiling water, as if they were alive.
Zhusun sat across from him and watched quietly, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long time, when Yun Sheng lowered his head and held the freshly brewed hot tea in front of him, Zhusun finally spoke.
"You are the best at making wine, why can't you now?"
Yun Sheng almost didn't even raise his eyelids, "Wine can intoxicate you, tea can wake you up, tea is better than wine."
Zhusun paused slightly as he picked up the teacup. Looking at Yun Sheng who was half-kneeling through a layer of clouds, Zhusun frowned slightly.
After a long time, the hot tea brings bursts of sweetness to the mouth. Although it is mixed with some bitterness, it is also full-bodied and mellow.
I have to say that Chen Mohan is really good at teaching his daughter.
She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but now her hands may no longer be able to play the piano.
Putting down the tea cup, "Where did you get the injuries?"
Yun Sheng just glanced at the scar on the back of his hand, pulled his cuffs down, and his tone gradually became calm.
"I bumped into it accidentally."
She didn't know what Zhusun was thinking. He clearly gave the order and allowed those boys to humiliate her.
It's obvious that he doesn't care about himself, and all this is obviously because of him!
But now he looks caring, disgusting, really disgusting!
Zhusun did not continue to speak. Those scars were dazzling, so he simply lowered his eyes.
"Have you met Yunzhuo?"
There was a flash of confusion in Yun Sheng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Yes, I saw it."
Zhusun waved to Yun Sheng and said calmly, "Come here."
He walked over anyway and knelt down respectfully in front of Bamboo Sun.
Zhusun stretched out her fingers and lifted Yun Sheng's chin, smiling lightly, "Yun Sheng, do you want to take Yun Zhuo away?"
There was no movement on Yun Sheng's face. Although he was forced to look at Zhusun, his eyes were still dim.
"Your Highness, there is no need to test."
Seeing Xi Yi being suppressed on her face, Zhu Sun frowned without any trace, but her voice remained calm.
"Yun Zhuo has died long ago."
"Don't believe it?"
"Your sister Yunzhuo died on the battlefield and was buried in the cardamom forest. The man now is called Feng Qi. A smart person like you should have figured it out a long time ago, right?"
"You, like Yun Qing and Lu Youran, are both deceiving yourself and others, right?"
"Do you want to know who Yunzhuo died for? The person who deserves death is Feng Qi, not your sister."
"But your sister died for her because of that face, that same face."
His voice was light and airy, like Shura whispering in his ears.
He has opened a way for you, but it is only a dark spring.
But looking at Yun Sheng's face, Zhusun still couldn't see the look he imagined, so he was inevitably a little disappointed.
Yun Sheng glanced at Zhusun lightly. Rather than looking at it, it was better to say that she just glanced lightly.
Just like the way Zhusun looked at her back then, it was indifferent, distant, and even mixed with some disdain and disdain.
"Why are you telling me this, Your Highness?"
The strength of Zhusun's hand increased slightly, and Yun Sheng felt a little pain, but still did not make a sound.
He really couldn't stand Yun Sheng's nonchalant attitude about everything, so he turned away from Yun Sheng's face in disgust.
Yun Sheng stepped back and looked directly at Zhusun's face, "Then what do you want to hear me say, Your Highness?"
Zhusun couldn't say anything. She looked at the empty tea cup and kept groping with her fingers.
"Please me and I'll let you go."
Yun Sheng raised his head, and Zhusun's eyes were filled with a hint of tenderness.
"You know I have never deceived you. I keep my word. As long as you please me, I will let you go."
Yun Sheng clenched his fist without any trace, without saying anything.
Zhusun smiled again, "Why, is it difficult? Weren't you the best at this before?"
His words seemed to break Yun Sheng's last tense nerve, and she almost collapsed.
But at this time Yun Sheng was still stubborn and refused to nod.
She had desperately wanted to get close to Zhusun, as if she had been looking at him day and night, and it was best to be with him unscrupulously.
But now, Yun Sheng just wants to leave desperately, as far away as possible.
People have seven emotions and six desires, and only when they cannot get what they want will they suffer.
It is precisely because of these sufferings, short-lived or fleeting beauty that people are so reluctant to leave.
Yun Sheng smiled. She stared at the bamboo fungus and laughed loudly.
Miss Jiao, who was raised in the backyard, was taught to be knowledgeable and sensible, what are the rules and what is etiquette since she was a child.
But now Yun Sheng just wants to laugh. She uses her laughter to mock Zhusun and everything in the world.
Bamboo Sun once said that he liked her willow waist the most. Every step she walked was very pleasing to the eye, and she was always charming in every possible way.
At that time, Yun Sheng didn't understand what he meant. He only knew that when he was happy, he was happy too.
But now I realize, how can someone like him like me? It's just a joke...
It's just that in a game, one person takes it seriously and the other stays away.
Zhusun frowned slightly, and then slowly stood up. He put his hand on Yun Sheng's neck and exerted slight pressure.
Seeing the tears on Yun Sheng's face, Zhusun's voice was cold, "If you can't please me, then you will have to stay by my side for the rest of your life."
Not knowing whether he didn't want to see Yun Sheng again, Zhusun turned around and left.
But when Zhusun actually walked out, he looked at the back of his hand, slightly dazed, and there were still tears on Yun Sheng's face just now.
He was a little scared, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Yun Sheng collapsed on the ground, as if all the sharp weapons in his body had been wiped clean.
The god she believed in died, died in that prison, and died on the night of her despair.
Maybe there really is a god in the world, but he doesn't love her...
Yun Sheng stood up staggeringly, feeling that his limbs were cold, and the place where he had been pinched by Bamboo Sun was still aching.
It was like someone had cut open the buttons one after another, with burning pain. This chapter has been completed!
