"I know you're angry, but you have to take good care of yourself. The doctor said your fetus is very unstable."
"I know, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." Feng Hongluan's voice was so calm that it made Hong Yan uneasy.
Whether it's scolding, hitting, venting, or ignoring, he has calculated all the consequences, but he didn't expect that she would be so indifferent, so indifferent that it seemed as if nothing had happened, but still...
It is as terrible as his decision.
He was silent for a while, then lay down next to her and hugged her from behind, not too hard but not too weak, as if he was afraid of losing her.
After a long time, he said: "I have always wanted to escape from many things, but I know that there is no way to escape. Hong Luan, I hope you understand my helplessness."
"I understand your helplessness, no one understands my pain!"
"I know, I know you hate me for making the decision in private."
"I hate you more than that."
Hearing her express her hatred in person, Hong Yan looked as if he had been severely wounded, and held Feng Hongluan's hand tighter: "Hongluan, since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been difficult to have at the same time. You and your brother cannot have both. I want to live up to Tathagata and I will not live up to you."
, he can only take one step, even if he finds a passerby to frame the blame, but Xiao Yunye will not escape the death penalty if he kills someone, no matter who is behind it, he will die, do you understand?"
Feng Hongluan suddenly sat up, took away his hand, and sneered: "Yes, Uncle Xiao is dead after all, because you neglected Xia Ronling. The general felt sorry for Xia Ronling, so he planned to kill me. The emperor did not want to offend me.
General, you are unwilling to come forward to clarify, and you don’t want me to ruin my reputation, so letting Uncle Xiao control me is just a matter of death, so you have the best of both worlds and simply let him take the blame, right?"
"Hong Luan!" Seeing that she was getting emotional, and fearing that she would hurt herself, Hong Yan reached out to hug her to comfort her and apologize, but she sneered.
"Well done, Uncle Xiao, in exchange for peace in the world, in exchange for my peace, in exchange for the failure of the general's plan, you have done so well."
It's not that Hong Yan couldn't hear the sarcastic tone.
"Hongluan, I think Xiao Yunye is also willing."
"Just tell me now, did you go to him and ask him to plead guilty, or did he do it voluntarily?"
Hong Yan paused and raised his eyebrows: "He did it voluntarily. I just convinced him that he should not let go no matter what, for your sake."
"Hahahaha, for me, yes, he only thought it was for me, how could he know that it was for you."
"Hongluan, don't be like this. Think about it calmly. Even if we know that the person behind the scenes who wants to frame you is the general, how can we possibly defeat that old fox with just a jade pendant? All he needs to say is that if the jade pendant is stolen, someone will deliberately
There is no way to punish him by putting the blame on him."
"More importantly..."
"More importantly." Feng Hongluan took over the conversation, "The general holds the tiger talisman. The emperor has only been on the throne for three years. His foundation is not stable. It's hard to offend, right?"
"Hong Luan, you understand all this, don't you?"
"Yes, I understand. Okay, now I understand everything. Please go out!" Turning her back, she lay down wrapped in a quilt and stopped looking at Hong Yan.
She knew that it would be easy for the general to kill anyone, because the emperor would not object, not even the Queen Mother and Hong Yan. She was just a concubine, weak in power, and under the general's iron support, she would not object.
In front of her, if she wanted to kill her, it would be as simple as squeezing the ant to death.
She originally thought that Hong Yan would keep an eye on her if the sky fell, but now she realized that it was not Hong Yan who helped her carry the sky, but her relatives.
The only thing Hong Yan did was hide under the sky with her and say these "clear words".
That's enough. He didn't say anything. She understood clearly that at this moment, even staying with him made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't want to see him or hear those so-called good things for her.
When Xiao Yunye died, who was it for, whether it was for Feng Hongluan or for the whole Hong Dynasty? There was no scale in the middle, because Xiao Yunye's death could never be used to weigh the interests and benefits.
Hong Yan was kicked out, Feng Hongluan didn't want to see him, and he didn't dare to offend Feng Hongluan, so he could only leave, but he didn't dare to go too far, and stayed in the wing next to Feng Hongluan.
*
The night was as quiet as water, so peaceful that one could hear people's breathing, and when Liu Xianghei came in for the third time and asked Feng Hongluan if he wanted to eat something.
Feng Hongluan sat up from the bed and said calmly: "Please hold the lamp, your legs are pressed up, don't fall."
The voice was weak, as if all the strength of this generation had been drained away.
"Hey, miss!" She held the lamp.
Liuxiang looked at Feng Hongluan's haggard face and said distressedly: "Otherwise, I will wash and dress up the young lady."
"It's late at night, who are you dressing up for?" Feng Hongluan's voice was hoarse, and she stretched out her hand to signal Liu Xiang to help her.
Liu Xiang hurriedly stepped forward.
"Liuxiang, help me out of bed?"
"Miss, do you want to eat something? You haven't eaten all day."
"Eat, why don't you eat? I'm afraid some people just want to see how embarrassed I am. Take what Uncle Xiao left for me and go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge for me. Ahem!" His voice became hoarse from crying.
, now my voice is hoarse when I speak.
Liuxiang hurriedly said: "Thank God, Miss, you are finally willing to eat. I will go now. The things Xiao Huyuan left for Miss are in this cabinet. I will bring them to Miss."
It was a gray cloth bag. After leaving the fragrance, Feng Hongluan opened the bag. Inside was a letter, a strange stone, and an exquisite and small dagger.
The moment she saw the dagger, Feng Hongluan's eyes turned red. It was something that was close to Xiao Yunye's body. He stroked the ancient pattern on the dagger's sheath, as if he could feel Xiao Yunye's body temperature.
That stone has a strange shape. I don’t know what it is made of. It looks like just an ordinary roadside pebble, but it is about the size of a fist and is in the shape of a crescent. It is obviously artificially made. Natural stones will not be such regular crescents.
It looks like something, and when I pick it up and hold it in my hand, I don’t know what it is.
Open the letter, and Xiao Yunye will probably explain something in the letter.
The font is rough, but it can be seen that each stroke is written with great care. Although the pen is not sharp, each stroke is imprinted in Feng Hongluan's heart.