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Xiao Fengzhen shrank a little in his deep eyes, he looked at her: "Wushuang, you should understand that she is dead, what a crisis between the two countries!"

Nie Wushuang's red lips froze, Mei eyes glanced at Xiao Fengdi: "Civil and military affairs, ministers don't understand. Chensi only knows that Defei Qi Yan can't work forever, and hangs herself!"

"You—" Xiao Fengyan Jun Yan Tieqing. She was sitting under a lamp, beautiful and charming, with a rude side, but her lips were open and she was telling lies, but she could speak so calmly.

He had known for a long time that he shouldn't come to question her, because as long as she didn't want to say anything, she couldn't ask anything at all.

"Wushuang, you are too disappointed!" Xiao Fengxu turned, his voice turned cold: "From today on, the queen will stay in Chenghua Hall for three days and wait for his will!"

Nie Wushuang watched him turn coldly and left, and couldn't help sighing. For three days, three days was not difficult for her. But these three days have been difficult for him. How can he face such a difficult problem ...

Outside the palace, there was a voice of a palace man who was afraid to bid farewell to the emperor. Yang Zhi and Deshun hurried in, but they saw Nie Wu with a smile on both sides. The smile seemed brighter than the palace lamp in the palace. Faintly sour.

"The queen queen ... this ..." Deshun asked uneasily. He had never seen the emperor so angry at the queen. Never before.

Yang Zhi stood silently without saying a word.

How clever Deshun was, he faintly guessed the cause of the matter, and he kept silent.

Nie Wushuang just laughed. At the end of the smile, Xiao Suo was sullen. She waved her hand: "This palace is going to rest. Knelt and rest. Look at you up and down in the palace for three days."

They said yes, and retreated carefully.

The inner hall quieted down, and everyone's footsteps gradually disappeared, leaving her alone in the large hall, isolated, red candles swaying, she stood in front of a bronze mirror, looking at herself calmly. Face like snow, slender figure, every move, endless style ...

She is so disappointed ...

She laughed, tears rolling in her eyes, and finally she covered her face and began to cry silently ...

After a while, a slightly cold hand rested on her shoulder. She turned, her eyes blurred, and she saw a tall figure standing behind her.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. The hand on the shoulder was gradually tightened, and the magical face under the lamp brought a touch of laughter, laughter and pity that she was most familiar with. With a wave of his hand, the candlelight in the temple suddenly went out. Everything fell into the darkness, and the scent came, and she had fallen into his arms.

The moonlight flowed outside the hall, she fell in his arms, closed her eyes, and tears fell. A cold wind blew from the crevices of the tents, slammed the sleeves of the two, and the heart was so empty that it felt empty enough to feel the wind blowing through the heart ...

A little bit of warmness stuck in her ear, and smiled lowly: "What are you crying for? You should be happy, as you wish, now he has to use Qi Guo ..."

There were icy fingers on her face, stroking her eyebrows, her eyes, and falling between her lips. The scent of Du Ruo in his fingers was so cold, so cold that she immersed her in the world, entwining her soul, unable to extricate herself ...

She raised her head, gradually closed the tears in her eyes, and looked at Yuexia's handsome beauty like a devil. "Your Highness, are you disappointed with Wushuang?"

The wind blew through and all the tents were suddenly lifted. He suddenly bowed his head and kissed her red lips deeply ...

...

De Fei was silent when she died, and the scenery was infinite when she was buried. It was as if she had married thousands of miles to Ying Guo, ten miles of red makeup, and married thousands of people, and the princess who was fragrant in the sky and rain came to China ...

The difference is that today's funeral is also a journey in vain, and paper money is like snow. A coffin made of one golden silk tree was slowly crossed by four white horses. ——At the request of the emperor of the State of Qi, De Fei Qi Yan sent Lingyu back to the country.

Xiao Fengxi specially conferred her to be the imperial concubine of Demin Shun after her death. Everything was extremely glorious after death. But this still cannot calm the anger of Emperor Qi. All the envoys of the State of Qi in Yingjing returned to China with their soulmates, and the diplomatic relations between the two countries have since been cut off.

Emperor Qi Guo lost his daughter when he was old, and made the decree, ordering the nation to mourn his beloved daughter, who should not feast, eat meat, and fast for ten days. On both sides of the Minjiang River, armors sculpted and swords lined up in the winter snow. And all this is just waiting for De Fei Ling Ling to return ...

There was also tension in the air of the Imperial Palace. Empress Nie was rebuked by the emperor and banned her feet, and it seemed that the world was suddenly overturned overnight. As the oldest concubine in the palace, Jing Fei had all the burdens on her shoulders. At this time, Jin Guiyi also lifted his foothold. In just one or two days, all winds turned inexplicably.

Only in Chenghua Palace, everything is still the same, except for the Royal Forest Army which is surrounded by the palace. Nie Wu had nothing on both sides. He woke up in the morning and night, only reading books or facing some trees in the garden, silently.

"The queen maiden ..." Xia Lan said with anxiety when she saw her like this: "If the maiden is sad, cry out. The emperor has never treated the maiden like this, nor has she done so"

She couldn't help sobbing: "Mother Queen ..."

Nie Wushuang looked at her innocent tears, smiled slightly, and stroked her cheek, half-truly and authentically: "This palace will not cry, you cry for this palace."

Xia Lan looked at her with a smile, and her heart was filled with sourness: "Mother Queen, why don't you tell the emperor that you didn't do this?"

"This is what this palace did." Nie Wushuang turned his head and smiled coldly: "I did it from beginning to end. I don't understand the military affairs, but this harem is my world. De Fei was worse off in Yongxiang It would be better to let her die a little more glorious. "

Xia Lan could not help but shiver. What else would she say? Nie Wushuang had already smashed a plum blossom and stood beside her. Yanran smiled: "Dry the tears. In the harem, the tears are shown to others and should not be given to yourself."

She said nothing, slowly walked into the temple, dragged by a long phoenix skirt behind her, sweeping through the white snow, leaving long traces of crickets ...

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