As soon as she entered the palace, Hua Qingyan hurried to Fengqi Pavilion. Her handsome face was as pale as before, her clear silk-like eyes were as deep as ever but a little more cold, and her red lips were high under her nose.
Squeeze tightly.
Hopefully, he can arrive before she takes action.
"Your Highness!"
Suddenly there were urgent footsteps behind him, and the clenched fists under the sleeves couldn't help but clenched again, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. He raised his shoulders, straightened his face, turned around and looked down at the person kneeling on the ground.
"Say it." The worry and panic in that cold tone made Suifeng's heart tighten.
"Back to Your Highness, the clues to the master of the Zangyue Sect, Zan Yue Xing, have been cut off."
"Well, we'll talk about it when we get home." He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let out a long sigh, but a hint of disappointment flashed across his beautiful brows.
"Your Highness, the secret position hidden in the palace came to report that the princess injured the little eunuch in the imperial kitchen and then changed into his clothes. At this moment, I am afraid she has arrived at Fengqi Pavilion."
"Injured the eunuch?" Hua Qingyan couldn't help but swayed. She raised her hands to support the railing. She felt that the north wind blowing on her face was so painful at the moment, as if a sharp knife was ruthlessly scraping her face.
superior.
"Let's go!"
Hua Qingyan drew out the soft sword from her waist, stared in the direction of Fengqi Pavilion, and walked quickly, as if she had a premonition of what was going to happen.
Su Yiyi, don't let me down again.
I don’t want to carry your head back today.
In the depth of winter, the fluttering snow-colored brocade robes were so dazzling as they walked quickly through the long corridor.
Outside the hall, the remaining snow is covered with snow and the cold wind is howling.
Inside the Fengqi Pavilion, the incense was curling up and it was as warm as spring.
Hua Xiangrong was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, her eyes slightly closed, her posture was lazy and noble, and the "little eunuch" kneeling on her side was carefully picking up a piece of mung bean cake with silver chopsticks and placing it on a small jade plate.
"Princess, please try it." Su Yiyi handed over the silver chopsticks but kept his head lowered.
The woman on the couch suddenly opened her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes smiling, "Why don't you dare to raise your head?"
"Back to the eldest princess, I am too humble to look directly at my master." Su Yiyi hurriedly buried his head on the ground for a few minutes, and his smooth forehead was suddenly covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.
"Oh?" Hua Xiangrong smiled sweetly and stopped embarrassing her. She immediately took the silver chopsticks, but the moment she picked up the mung bean cake, she suddenly said softly: "I have done many wrong things in my life.
Therefore, I have been living with guilt. If eating this cake can make you forget your hatred, then I will definitely not hesitate."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yiyi suddenly raised his head and looked at her in shock. She actually knew everything.
Seeing Su Yiyi raise her head, Hua Xiangrong stretched out her green and white fingers and gently placed them on her face. When the cold fingertips fell on her face, Su Yiyi froze.
"Everything is because I'm sorry for Mo Xuan." She smiled sadly, then picked up a piece of mung bean cake, opened her red lips gracefully and was about to bite it.
Su Yiyi naturally knew what she was talking about, but she killed Mei Qingyi's brother, who was also the emperor of the Tianmu Kingdom, and caused the Tianmu Kingdom to be destroyed and the family destroyed. Isn't this what a sorry person could do?
Although all this has nothing to do with her, Su Yiyi, because she has been an orphan since she was a child, she knows what it means to not have enough food and clothing, and she also understands the sadness of being bullied but having nowhere to express her feelings.
While she was acting coquettishly in his arms, she was competing with others for a piece of steamed bun that had already hardened. And the saddest thing was that she would often be beaten up if she couldn't grab it.
At that time, she told herself that when she grew up, she would take in all the orphans. She hated this kind of life of being bullied and not having enough food or clothing.
And what about Hua Xiangrong? Although the Tuan Dynasty back then was not as prosperous as it is today, it had no worries about food and clothing. Why did it poison Tianmu's monarch for his own selfish desires and trigger a war?
If the country is destroyed, how many orphans will be left behind?
How could the pain of those children suddenly losing their parents overnight be experienced by Hua Xiangrong, the dignified princess whom she had pampered since she was a child?
What about her? She returned home in triumph and was honorably named the Lady Protector of the Country!
How ironic, why should the same life be divided into high and low?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't know whether it was Mei Qingyi who was causing trouble or Su Yiyi's own thoughts. In short, she disappeared from all guilt. At this moment, Su Yiyi wanted to kill the selfish woman in front of her immediately.
Su Yiyi stared at Hua Xiangrong coldly and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry? Can a word of sorry bring about the resurrection of the Tianmu Dynasty? Can a word of sorry bring about the return of those innocent people who died in the war? A word of sorry can bring about the return of the Tianmu Dynasty.
My royal brother’s rebirth?”
"Haha..." She laughed and stood up unsteadily, "Now, you only have to exchange your life for the life of Tianmu and a dynasty. Do you think it's not worth it?"
"Qingyi, you misunderstood me." Hua Xiangrong immediately stood up and supported her body, and said helplessly with a trembling voice: "I was forced to do all this."
After saying that, looking at the disdain on Su Yiyi's face, she twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly and laughed to herself, yes, how could her own life be enough to compensate for the life of a dynasty now?
With tears in her eyes, she picked up the cake and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation.
"don't want--"
Suddenly a familiar voice came from outside the door, and the mung bean cake on Hua Xiangrong's mouth was knocked to the ground by a pearl.
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The plot will undergo earth-shaking changes next, and these chapters are mainly foreshadowing.