Feng Xuanqi is the name of the king of Western Xia.
For so many years, it was hatred that had supported Concubine Li to live in this deep palace. Whether it was the emperor or the queen, Concubine Li hated them to the core. As time passed, this hatred continued to deepen.
"Mother, I will help you realize whatever you ask for."
Feng Zhuohua's words gave Concubine Li great comfort. She held Feng Zhuohua's hand, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw: "Zhuohua, I know that you will never let me down."
Feng Zhuohua smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Feng Zhuohua left not long after she left. When Lanxi saw her off, Feng Zhuohua asked, "How is your mother's health these days?"
Lan Xi replied respectfully: "The Imperial Concubine's health has always been poor. She must have been injured when she was young, which left her with a root of illness. It's not easy for her to hold on for so many years."
Lan Xi didn't say anything, but Feng Zhuohua had understood what Lan Xi meant: "During this time, take good care of mother. If the emperor comes, try not to let him disturb mother."
"yes!"
The person that Concubine Li hated to see most in her life was the King of Western Xia, but because of the blood feud, she had to pretend to be nice to him every day.
I hope that in the few days that she has, she can see that person more often.
Outside the palace, Su Chenyu and Baili Yanqing finished their dinner and went out for a walk to prevent indigestion. When they came back, Yanyu had already brewed sour jujube tea.
Su Chenyu sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Yanyu, make another cup of Rainforest Longjing."
Yanyu didn't know the purpose of Su Chenyu's action, but she brewed a cup of pre-rain Longjing tea and brought it over without any hesitation.
Baili Yanqing asked: "Are there any guests tonight?"
Su Chenyu glanced at the sky and said, "It should be almost time for sunset."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew in from the wide-open window and landed in front of the window. Feng Zhuohua looked at Su Chenyu who looked like she had been waiting for a long time, then took the chair and sat down. Looking at Su Chenyu sitting opposite him, he smiled and said, "Xiao Yuyu, do you know I will come tonight?"
"Yanyu, you go down first."
Yanyu left obediently, and then Su Chenyu stretched out her hand with her palm facing up, as if asking Feng Zhuohua for something.
Feng Zhuohua helplessly placed a silver needle in Su Chenyu's palm: "Are you so sure that I will take the silver needle out of Feng Feixu's body and return it to you?"
Su Chenyu took back the silver needle and said, "Princess Zhuohua has always had a good eye. How could my little tricks escape your eyes?"
"Xiao Yuyu, people shouldn't be too confident." Feng Zhuohua narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Feng Zhuohua, if you didn't want Feng Feixu to die, you had countless reasons to exempt her from punishment in the palace today, but not only did you not do so, you even let everyone watch the execution. It's because you know that I won't let Feng Feixu live, and you want everyone to see Feng Huailue kill Feng Feixu with his own hands, right?"
"So from the moment I showed up in the Qinxian Palace, you've been scheming against me too?"
"Yes, if the imperial doctors had not performed an autopsy and found the silver needles in her body, wouldn't I have set myself on fire?"
In front of the Qin Palace, Su Chenyu took the opportunity to smooth out the wrinkles on Feng Feixu's shoulders and buried a silver needle into her body.
Later, when Feng Feixu was being tortured, as the force of the stick increased, the silver needle moved inside her body and finally pierced her heart.
Before the imperial physician performed an autopsy on Feng Feixu, Feng Zhuohua took the silver needle out of Feng Feixu's body.
Everything was linked together, and Su Chenyu had calculated Feng Zhuohua, the biggest variable, to no error.
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