Du Kuangfeng continued to walk forward a few steps before realizing that Feng Yishu did not keep up.

He turned around and saw Goro's face turned blue behind him, and even his breathing gradually became heavier.

"Goro?"

Feng Yishu first shook his head, then rubbed his hands and pressed his eyes.

"Let me think about...how to tell you."

...

The night is getting darker.

Outside Taichu Palace, Feng Yan finally walked out of the palace gate with a slow step.

In the last view, the empress sat alone on the throne, her face sinking in the shadows.

Feng Yan looked at the hall door being closed from inside and sighed softly.

She withdrew her gaze and turned around, and the corridor in front of her was already full of people.

Chen Ming and Xu Dayou stood in the front, followed by a black courtier, and on the ground between Feng Yan and courtiers, the bloody corpse of King Jin was separated by the ground.

"Young Master." Chen Ming bowed a little, his face pale, and pointed his hand at the prince who had been dead on the ground for a long time, "What is this..."

"The King of Jin is Renxiao, and wants to persuade Your Majesty to leave the capital for the time being to avoid the evil spirits. However, Your Majesty insists on living and dying with Luoyang. In order to persuade him, the King of Jin had no choice but to commit suicide and advise him to die."

The crowd was boiling for a moment, and Xu Dayou, beside Chen Ming, widened his eyes and stepped forward, "Do you call this suicide? What's the fuck? "

Feng Yan's eyes swept across the body of King Jin with a fluttering look—his whole person seemed to be crushed by something, his limbs were broken, and he hung beside his torso at a strange angle.

The flowing blood had solidified, and the blood stains of this large pool were like a mosquito that had been slapped on the ground, extremely tragic.

"It's a suicide." Feng Yan whispered, and she looked up at Xu Dayou, "Or, Lord Xu has other ideas?"

Xu Dayou was stunned for a moment and immediately waved his sleeves, "I...I have no other ideas! Young Master, don't talk nonsense!"

Feng Yan's eyes passed by Chen Ming and Xu Dayou, "That's all you have any doubts?"

The entire crowd couldn't help but take a step back half a step, and the courtiers who were still in a hurry were silent.

"It doesn't matter if you have any doubts," Feng Yan whispered, "Just like the King of Jin, just enter the palace to meet him. After all, Your Majesty has always been good at accepting good words, sympathetic and loyal, loyal to the public and the country, and devoted himself to the whole country, always tolerant... Who would you like to meet the saint?"

Chen Ming smiled, "What does this... mean?"

Feng Yan showed a confused expression, "I have already explained it enough, or is it that Lord Chen feels that what I say is untrue, but there is something in my words, but it means something else?"

"No, no." Chen Ming shook his head repeatedly.

Feng Yan also laughed, "Then let it go. It's so heavy rain outside. If there is another evil wind blowing in the night, and you will get bloody rain together... that's bad."

The court officials looked at each other, but no one took a step to leave for a moment.

At the end of the crowd, a noise suddenly came, "Give it aside... let it aside--"

The people in front retreated to the sides and made a way out. Feng Yan saw Wulang and Du Kangfeng appear at the end of the road.

"Sister!" When he saw Feng Yan, Feng Yishu walked in three steps and trotted to Feng Yan.

"Why are you here..."

"I...I am under the order of the Director Ping Yao Office..." Feng Yishu quickly took out Chen Heng's token at his waist, "If there is any important matter, you must report to the saint."

"What's up?"

Feng Yishu lowered his voice, "It has to do with Guzhai."

Feng Yan frowned slightly - where did Feng Yishu hear the squirting again? But before she could continue asking, Wulang had already found Tang Sanxue, who had been hunching his head in the crowd. He shook his voice, "Eunuch Tang, please spread it all? Because it is very, very, very important news, I must personally report to His Majesty!"

Tang Sanxue, who had been hiding among the crowd, was suddenly named and trembled all over. The crowd spread a small circle around him, forcing him to react.

At this critical moment, he really didn't know whether he should go to the public, so he looked at Feng Yan tremblingly.

——But Feng Yan was lowering her voice and asking Feng Yishu what she said, but she didn't wink at all.

In the eyes of everyone, Tang Sanxue was like a thorn on his back. He coughed lightly and had to bow into the hall. After a while, the door of the hall opened and he poked out half of his body, "Come in, you can just be alone."

The court officials looked at Feng Yishu one after another, and they were curious about his purpose. The orthogonal heads were connected to each other. Tang Sanxue turned his head again, "Your Majesty asked, Feng Yan asked you to leave just now, have you not heard it?"

After a period of embarrassing silence, the court officials finally slowly receded, and Feng Yan still grabbed Feng Yishu and refused to let go, "Wait--"

"Don't worry, sister." Feng Yishu also held Feng Yan's hand, "I know what I'm doing."

As if to reassure Feng Yan, Feng Yishu gently patted the back of her hand twice, then quickly pulled her hands, and strided into Taichu Palace.

The door closed again.

At the end of the corridor where the court officials dispersed, Wei Xingzhen and Du Kangfeng stood there.

Wei Xingzhen came near the evening, and Feng Yan could feel this, but when she saw Du Kuangfeng, she was still a little surprised.

"Tianshi..."

Du Huanfeng and Wei Xingzhen walked to Feng Yan's side together, "Let's go too, go to the side hall to talk."

"good."

Feng Yan was about to follow Du Canfeng's footsteps, but was suddenly grabbed by Wei Xingzhen.

She turned her head and saw Wei Xingzhen frowning tightly, with a serious look on her face, "I have something to ask you, don't leave now."

Feng Yan stopped.

"Are you serious?" Wei Xingzhen asked in a deep voice.

"What?"

"'If necessary, it will become a new sword and pierce the key to Guzhao'." Wei Xingzhen repeated the words he heard at the time in a low voice. He held Feng Yan's hand and tried harder. "Are you just talking, or do you really think so?"

Feng Yan was stunned and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

She thought quickly in her mind, "I..."

Wei Xingzhen pressed step by step, grabbed Feng Yan's hand, and pulled her in front of him, "What did Feng Dai leave for you in the end?"

"Listen to me, Xingzhen..."

"Feng Yan!" Wei Xingzhen said, "What the hell do you want to do!"

The first time I heard Wei Xingzhen calling her name seriously, Feng Yan's body stiffened for a moment, as if she had done something bad when she was a child and was discovered, which made people feel guilty.

Although Wei Xingzhen had lowered her voice, she could still hear the annoyance in this sentence.

Looking at Wei Xingzhen's slightly bloodshot eyes, Feng Yan suddenly felt some tenderness and love in her heart. She wanted to reach out to hug the person in front of her, but Wei Xingzhen opened her hand several times.

"It's just a talk, but there's also... such preparation." Feng Yan tilted her head, "but that's the worst and worst situation, it may not happen-"

Before Feng Yan could finish speaking, Wei Xingzhen had already picked up Feng Yan directly.
Chapter completed!