Nangong Yan'er nodded with tears in her eyes, and she looked at Feng Huali begging. Please search () to read the most comprehensive! The fastest updated novel is now Feng Huali. Although no one believes in her, Feng Huali will never abandon her.

There was not much time left in Liwushi, and now the only one who can save Nangong Yan'er is the emperor. Although Feng Huali didn't want to plead with him, he had to do this for the sake of the current plan. Just as Feng Huali was about to leave, Nangong Yan'er reached out from the gap and grabbed her sleeve.

Feng Huali turned around and saw Nangong Yan'er tremblingly taking out a roll of kraft paper from her arms. Feng Huali spread it out and took a look, recording many things about Xu Ruixue's father Xiangshu.

"What is this?" Feng Huali asked.

Nangong Yan'er looked at the kraft paper in fear. She bit her lower lip and finally said, "This is what a man gave to me, recording the evidence of the crimes of collusion with powerful people, embezzlement and bribery, and buying officials over the years."

Feng Huali was shocked: "Who is that man?"

Nangong Yan'er shook her head and explained: One day when she was in Dongfu Palace, she saw a man seriously injured and walked to Nangong Yan'er with blood all over. She handed this to Nangong Yan'er and told her not to lose it.

I never saw that man again. It was from then on that time that Nangong Yan'er was stared by Xu Ruixue's people, so I only framed Nangong Yan'er with the poisonous wine three days ago, with the purpose of destroying this evidence.

Feng Huali looked solemn, and she held the kraft paper a little tightly. Although she didn't know who the man was and what purpose it was, now that with this, at least with the capital to negotiate with the emperor, the possibility of saving Nangong Yan'er was even greater.

So Feng Huali did not stop and ran to the imperial study where the emperor was. The servants seemed to know that they would come, and did not stop Feng Huali at all, but just silently retreated aside to make way for him.

Walking into the hall, Yan Yu put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "Sure enough, you just woke up and thought about coming to find me."

Feng Huali didn't care what he meant. She hurriedly walked to Yan Yu and forgot all the etiquettes. Feng Huali didn't want to waste it for a moment because she knew that Nangong Yan'er was still waiting for her to save her.

"Are you here to plead for Nangong Yan'er?" Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and raised his head back. She really valued friendship. It was obvious that Nangong Yan'er was causing her to almost die. She had just gotten better. She was in love with Nangong Yan'er.

Feng Huali took out the kraft paper and grabbed it in his hand, and said solemnly: "This records all the evidence of what Lord Xiangshu has done over the years. I believe the emperor doesn't like Lord Xiangshu either."

Yan Yu was stunned, then stared at the kraft paper tightly. Nangong Yan'er was right, Feng Huali could really take out the evidence that she had let her release her. But even her own people could not find out the flaws of Master Xiangshu. How did she find out as a woman?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Feng Huali looked at the sky outside with some anxiety: "If the emperor let Nangong Yan'er go, I'll give you this."

"What if I don't want to?" If Yan Yu wanted it, how could she allow her to put forward the conditions to exchange. Besides, this Master Xiangshu didn't have much threat, and it would be fine if he didn't get rid of him now. After thinking about it, Yan Yu didn't think this condition was so tempting.

"You..." Feng Huali choked, and a hint of loss appeared in her eyes. She must have been stupid enough to plead with this man. After all, in his eyes, human life is not worth mentioning at all. She would rather kill a hundred people by mistake than let one go.

Yan Yu looked at Feng Huali's eyes. If she said that she would really agree to her condition, she would only come to find her in person. Even if there was no evidence from Master Xiangshu, she would agree to her.

Yan Yu wrote an imperial edict and handed it to her. After receiving the imperial edict, Feng Huali threw the kraft paper on the table and ran out of the palace quickly. This was probably the fastest and most anxious time in Feng Huali's life, because Nangong Yan'er's life could not be waited at all.

After finally running to the cell, he saw that the prison where Nangong Yan'er was empty. Feng Huali covered his painful abdomen and grabbed a prison guard and asked, "Where are the people here?"

The prison guard was frightened by her fierce eyes: "Then... that woman was just taken to the execution ground..."

It was already noon? Feng Huali was shocked and let go of the prison guard. Her hands and feet were a little weak, but as long as she had some hope, she would not give up. Maybe she could rush to the execution ground now and save Nangong Yan'er.

After asking the prisoner's location at the execution ground, Feng Huali arrived there as quickly as possible. If someone looked at her, he would only feel a gust of wind blowing. Feng Huali rushed to the execution ground exhausted, surrounding the three layers inside and three layers outside. She pushed the crowd into the crowd weakly: "I have an imperial edict, wait, I have an imperial edict-"

Feng Huali shouted sternly, but because of his powerlessness and the noisy surroundings, the executioner at the execution ground could not hear it at all. Feng Huali finally squeezed in front of him, but saw Nangong Yan'er tied tightly, and the strong man behind her was holding a knife to cut down.

At the last moment, Nangong Yan'er saw Feng Huali's anxious face, and a peaceful smile appeared on her face. Nangong Yan'er's eyes were not afraid at all, and it seemed to have a sense of relief.

Feng Huali seemed to hear her say in her ear: "Li'er, if there is a next life, I must be your sister."

This was the transmission of internal power. Feng Huali was stunned, but saw that the strong man's sword had begun to fall. Feng Huali didn't care so much, and grabbed the imperial edict with one hand and crawled directly to Xingtai and ran towards Nangong Yan'er: "Leave people under the knife! Imperial edict--"

Before Feng Huali finished speaking, he heard a squirting sound, and a splashing blood spurted on his body. The knife had fallen and cut off Nangong Yan'er's head. The blood flowed all over the ground, almost obliterating Feng Huali's consciousness like a river.

The strong man looked at her in surprise, then wiped the blood from the knife and retreated. The executioner seemed to have just woken up. When he saw Feng Huali who suddenly came, he patted the table and asked, "Who are you?"

Why... Feng Huali stood there dullly, letting the pool of blood wet the tip of her shoes. Feng Huali's hand holding the imperial edict was shaking violently. She didn't dare to lower her head, for fear that she would see Nangong Yan'er's corpse after lowering her head.

Feng Huali's eyes were like a river breaking the dam, and hot tears kept gushing out. She raised the dazzling imperial edict slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It seemed to be saying to herself, and it seemed to be saying to the executioner: "Why... the imperial edict has come, the emperor has issued an order to let her go, why do you still kill her? Why... I clearly said wait..."

The world began to spin, and suddenly there were many people around him. Feng Huali just cried silently and murmured quietly. Then, it seemed that because he had been standing for a long time, he almost fell backwards.

"Miss!" Yue Di heard that Feng Huali had arrived at the execution ground, so he rushed over without stopping. As soon as he arrived, he saw that his lady was about to faint, so he quickly helped her.

Feng Huali's eyes were red, and the empty eyes in his eyes made Yue Di feel even more distressed. If he had known that this would be the result, he would not have let the lady go out today. Now that he has witnessed Nangong Yan'er's death with his own eyes, how could the lady bear it?

"Yue Di, is there no fairness in this world?" Feng Huali asked softly. Since she came here, she had almost never encountered any fair things. Intrigue and frame each other seemed to have become commonplace, but she never wanted to live so tiring.

Yue Di shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Miss is a good person, so there will be good rewards."

Feng Huali smiled sarcastically, "What good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but it is just a reason for good people to do good. If this is true, why did he come to this place?"

Feng Huali raised her eyes and looked at the blue sky. Her nose was filled with nauseating blood. She faced Yue Di and said weakly: "Help me go back. I'm tired and want to take a rest."

"Okay." Yue Di nodded and hurriedly helped Feng Huali walk out.

Not far away, Yan Yu arrived here immediately after hearing the news. When Nangong Yan'er was asked to beheaded, he immediately asked someone to chase the executioner's responsibility. Feng Huali walked out with Yue Di's support. She hung her head weakly and did not see Yan Yu at all.

Yan Yu wanted to say something, but when she walked past her, she still couldn't say a word. Even though Feng Huali closed her eyes, the despair was very obvious. If she talked to her at this time, it would increase her burden.

He withdrew his slightly raised hand and could only look at Feng Huali's back in a daze.

Su San stood aside and couldn't stand it anymore. Over the years, no woman dared to treat the emperor like this. The emperor was very unwilling to accept it now. Su San whispered beside him: "Emperor, why not show her the letter Nangong Yan'er left to Lord Feng."

Otherwise, as he is now, Lord Feng must hate the Emperor to death. If this matter is not explained clearly, it will be even more difficult for the Emperor to marry Lord Feng in the future. But Yan Yu glared at him, and Su San immediately shut up tactfully.

At this moment, Yan Yu didn't know what Feng Huali was feeling. But if she knew what happened, and if she didn't believe it or not, she would probably be sad now.

"It's better to make her sad and sad, let her hate me." Yan Yu turned around and turned around and wanted to go back to the palace. After all, the days will be long in the future, but Nangong Yan'er will never exist in this world again.

Su San sighed helplessly. Sometimes he really didn't understand what the emperor was thinking, and Lord Feng's thoughts were even hard to guess. Now, Su San didn't know what to do about this situation. This situation really corresponds to the saying "The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is anxious."

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