Regarding this wine, the requirements for the elderly in Xifeng are very high. The aged wine is buried in the snow on the second day of the twelfth lunar month and is frozen just in the first month. The rice must be selected as good, and the portion should not be too much or too little. Even if there is one place in each process that is not good, the taste will be deviated.

All of this cannot escape the mouth of the old man Xifeng. As long as he tastes it, he will know how long you have brewed the wine and how much rice you have put into it. So you can't be careless at all when the wine you give him, otherwise you may not be happy and you will no longer help you in the future.

But who is the Queen Mother? She can get whatever she wants. This wine was bought for spare money last time, but she didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Caiwei was holding a heavy wine jar in her hand, and her heart couldn't help but feel pain. The wine these men drank was really expensive. Just a little water cost so much gold. If it were replaced with a decoration, it would have been several boxes full.

As she thought about it, Caiwei arrived under the north wall of Fengluo Palace, saying it was the north wall. In fact, because of her disrepair, there was only half a collapsed wall. Caiwei was finally able to put down the heavy objects in her hand, and then she shouted three times.

As expected, just a gust of wind blew, a man's figure appeared in front of him. The man had a white waist, a circle of stubble on his face, and his clothes were already very old. The old man Xifeng supported his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Although he is also an old acquaintance, Caiwei still feels that this man is full of evil spirits. He always feels that he will pounce on him in the next second and kill him. In short, it is very dangerous. Caiwei quickly handed over Jiuyuanchun wine, hoping to leave early: "The Empress Dowager wants to find out something about you."

"Say." The old man Xifeng took the wine, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then nodded with great satisfaction.

"The Empress Dowager wants you to help check what Rong Suzhi has been doing recently, why did he check the affairs of Concubine Yue back then?" Caiwei said.

"Concubine Yue?" Xifeng's brows leaped with blue veins. For some reason, when he heard the name, he felt a pain in his heart, but the memories in his mind were empty.

Caiwei was startled. She had never seen him look stern since she had seen the west wind. Now that her brows are so deep, she might be angry. Caiwei asked tentatively, "What...what happened?"

Xifeng shook his head, poured out all the strange thoughts in his mind, and focused on these two jars of Jiuyuanchun wine. As long as there is fine wine in life, why bother with so many other things? Xifeng said readily: "It's okay, I will send a message to her in three days."

The next day, death row.

Rong Suzhi came to see Feng Huali again and told her what she knew.

"Twenty years ago?" Feng Huali exclaimed after hearing this, and she looked back at Feng Nianyu. No matter how she looked, she was only five years old. She was shocked when she heard her say that she was seven years old. But if this was a life twenty years ago, wouldn't it mean that Feng Nianyu was already twenty years old?

Rong Suzhi glanced at Feng Nianyu and sighed deeply: "I think so too."

Feng Huali suddenly flashed through his mind that day that he wanted to recognize Feng Nianyu as his sister, but she refused and insisted on being her sister before she could give up. From this point of view, maybe Feng Nianyu was really in this death row twenty years ago.

Feng Huali walked to Feng Nianyu, but when she saw her baby face and short figure, Feng Huali thought she was crazy for a time, so she thought Feng Nianyu was already twenty years old. Feng Huali squatted in front of her and said, "Nianyu, when did your mother be locked up here?"

"Seven years ago." Feng Nianyu said innocently.

"are you sure?"

Feng Nianyu was a little puzzled and said with great certainty: "Of course."

Feng Huali turned around, walked to Rong Suzhi, and waved his hand helplessly. Feng Nianyu made such a sure thing that she had no need to deceive herself. Or maybe her mother was not a concubine or something, and she was an ordinary female official, slave, or nanny.

Rong Suzhi glanced at Feng Nianyu, and just so happened to walk towards this side. The keen Rong Suzhi was able to notice an unusual place, which was Feng Nianyu's hand. Her hands were very rough and did not look like the hand of a seven-year-old child. Rong Suzhi hurriedly grabbed Feng Huali and said, "Look at her hands, it's too old."

Feng Hua Li Shunzhi looked over. Feng Nianyu's hands were indeed very rough, but she didn't think this could explain anything: "How could she have such tender hands when she grew up in this environment?"

But Rong Suzhi didn't think so. He just waited for death in this death cell, and he didn't need to do anything to do. He shouldn't have anything to use. Rong Suzhi even recognized the fact that Feng Nianyu had been here for twenty years, so he decided to find out the matter himself.

Rong Suzhi went to the prison guard here to ask about the girl. When the man saw that he was the prince, he immediately said anxiously: "Prince Chang, I tell you, you have to give me more benefits."

"Do you know?" Rong Suzhi raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that there would be news so easily.

"Of course I know." The jailer nodded straight, almost writing the word "demand" on his face.

This little money is nothing to Rong Suzhi at all. The important thing is to know the news. So Rong Suzhi rewarded him with a bag of broken silver without saying a word. The prison guard took a look and immediately talked about the girl inside with a smile.

Feng Nianyu's mother is good at Concubine Yue. Concubine Yue was indeed imprisoned twenty years ago and disappeared after giving birth to this girl. Because of her malnutrition since she was a child, her figure has not changed since she was five years old.

Moreover, when she was a child, she fell into her mind and had some problems. She always forgot everything before one day and kept saying that she was locked up seven years ago.

"There is such a thing in this world." Even Rong Suzhi, who was knowledgeable, digested it for a while, and he hurriedly told Feng Huali about it.

After hearing this, Feng Huali looked at Feng Nianyu who was already asleep with concern, and felt a little distressed again. The child had suffered so much since childhood, but her mother left her so irresponsibly and left first. She was really not worthy of being a mother.

Feng Huali told him to find out the whereabouts of her mother when she went back, and that she could temporarily ease her life. Seeing that she was so sincere, Rong Suzhi agreed verbally, but naturally it was impossible for him to do it. After all, in his heart, saving Feng Huali was the first priority.

In the next two days, Rong Suzhi was so anxious that he was overwhelmed.

I didn't think of any way to save Feng Huali, and I had no idea about finding Feng Nianyu's mother. No matter how wide a force he activated, no one knew the slightest bit of the whereabouts of Concubine Yue back then, just as Concubine Yue had been steamed from the world since then.

Rong Suzhi was lying on the chair. Although he was sleepy, he couldn't sleep at all. Feng Huali was still locked in a death row, and the day of his execution was not yet decided. How could he let go and have a good sleep?

The waiter who had been following Rong Suzhi was very distressed in his eyes. At this moment, he flashed his mind and said, "Master, I have a way."

"What method? Can Feng Huali be saved?" Rong Suzhi looked at him expectantly as if he was injected with chicken blood.

The Shishu shook his head. He also hoped that he could think of a way to save Feng Huali, but the fact she had committed was too great, which made people feel a little embarrassed. But he had another thing that could help Rong Suzhi: "It's about Concubine Yue. I heard that there was an old man from Xifeng in the palace. He claimed that he knew everything. If he looked for him, he might know the whereabouts of Concubine Yue."

The waiter told Rong Suzhi the location of the old man Xifeng and what to pay attention to. Rong Suzhi immediately brought two jars of Jiufeng wine to meet the old man Xifeng. Although Feng Huali had not yet thought of a way out, if Feng Huali could find the whereabouts of Concubine Yue, Feng Huali would definitely be very happy.

Because the old man Xifeng only saw one person at a time, Rong Suzhi could only go alone. He had a strong sense of direction. After recording the way the servant pointed out, he soon came to the broken wall. There were no people nearby, and few people arrived. Rong Suzhi looked up and down, but there was no trace of anyone. He even doubted whether the old man Xifeng existed.

"Western Wind--" Rong Suzhi called out softly, but only the sound of the wind was responding to him.

Rong Suzhi shouted twice, and the old man Xifeng really appeared in front of him out of thin air. No matter how Rong Suzhi watched from both sides, he could not think of where such a living person came out.

When Xifeng saw that he was a new face, he immediately became a little interested: "Tell me, what's the matter with me."

Rong Suzhi quickly served Jiufengchun wine as instructed by the servant. Sure enough, Xifeng's mood improved a lot when he received the fine wine. Rong Suzhi said, "Please help me check the whereabouts of Concubine Yue."

"It's her again?" Xifeng asked.

"Regain?" Rong Suzhi was stunned. Could it be that besides himself, there were other people who came to Xifeng to inquire about the news?

But the west wind stopped talking and turned over to a tree next to him. He lifted the lid and poured the wine in big mouthfuls. Even if it was the best wine, he was not stingy at all. Even if there were many spills, he didn't care.

At this moment, a man's voice was constantly echoing in her mind. The man kept calling out to Concubine Yue, and the sounds were as if they were permeated in his ears, very clear. From joy, to anger, sadness, and finally the shouts that became dull. Every sentence was so clear that no matter how much wine Xifeng drank, it was difficult to get rid of the strange sound.

The west wind was disturbed by the sound, and the Jiuyuanchun wine in her hand rolled down from her hand because she didn't hold it firmly. The wine jar fell to the ground, breaking the wine all over the ground, and the fragrance of the wine suddenly dissipated. The west wind sniffed the fragrance of the wine, but a tear fell in her eyes.
Chapter completed!