Fenghuang's exquisite favorite queen

"Ma'am, someone wants to see you..." In Siyue Building, Feng Yueyao, who has been depressed since Duanmujing left last night, raised her head when she heard Zhuyin's words, "I don't want to see you, go back!"

Zhuyin was quite embarrassed when he heard it, "But someone said that he is an acquaintance of Madam! Slaves..."

"Acquaintance?" Feng Yueyao couldn't help laughing mockingly, her family members including servants were all dead, how could there be any acquaintances?But since she said that, why don't you see her? "Let her in..." After Feng Yueyao finished speaking, she picked up her teacup when she realized that her mouth was a little thirsty.

"Miss..." The person who walked into the room called her in a painful voice.This sound made Feng Yueyao stunned, and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground without reacting. "Miss, this old slave is here to see you!" The woman who came in was about forty years old, but she was already middle-aged and her hair was full of hair, and she looked much older.Looking at Feng Yueyao over there, she couldn't help but knelt down on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Wang, Wang Ma..." Feng Yueyao looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and cracks finally appeared on her unchanging face.Looking at the person in front of her with eyes full of tears, she staggered forward and looked at her, "Really, is it really you? Wang Ma? I, am I dreaming?"

"Miss, you are not dreaming! It's the old slave, it's the old slave who came to see you..." Wang Ma couldn't bear the sadness in her heart anymore, hugged Feng Yueyao tightly and cried, and was hugged by Wang Ma Feng Yueyao finally felt the warmth from Wang Ma's body.In other words, the person kneeling in front of her was not her own illusion, it was real. "Wang Ma, you, how could you..." Didn't die?Feng Yueyao couldn't believe that Wang Ma, who had been watching her grow up, was still standing in front of her, and she broke down emotionally and cried with her.

"Wang Ma, get up! Let's sit and talk..." I don't know how long the two cried, but Feng Yueyao was the first to calm down.He took Wang Ma to sit on the couch and chatted with her. "Wang Ma, how did you get out?"

Wang Ma wiped her tears, "It's the prince..."

"Prince?" Feng Yueyao was surprised.

"Yes, the prince brought the old slave out the day before the beheading! Since the old slave is a slave, it wouldn't cause any major problems for the prince to take it away, so the prison bosses didn't stop the prince and let him take the old slave away. Let's go! After leaving the prison, the lord gave the old slave some silver and let the old slave go back to the countryside!" Wang Ma said here tears fell down again, "If it wasn't for the lord, the old slave would never see Miss again... "

"Then why are you here, Wang Ma?" Feng Yueyao ignored Wang Ma's hint.No matter how much Duanmujing has done, she still can't forgive him for being the murderer's son.She is destined not to be with him, every time she sees him, she will think of the tragic death of her parents and family members, she cannot forgive...

Mama Wang wiped away the tears from her face with emotion, and looked at Feng Yueyao, "It was the lord who asked me to accompany you! He said that the young lady has been in a low mood since the old lady left, so he wanted me to accompany you!" said Hold her hand here, "Miss, you have to cheer up! Fengfu's blood feud has not been avenged, you can't fall..."

After listening to Wang Ma's words, Feng Yueyao burst into tears, "How can I compete with the incumbent now?"

"Miss, it's not someone else who harmed our Fengfu, but the current prime minister who is close to my master..." Wang Ma burst into tears after speaking.Feng Yueyao looked at Wang Ma in disbelief, "This, this is impossible! This, how is this possible?"

"This old slave doesn't want to believe it either! But it's an undeniable fact..." Wang Ma wiped away her tears as she said this, trying to control her emotions. Today's Prime Minister! If he hadn't listed our master's unwarranted crimes to the emperor, our Fengfu would not have ended up in today's end..." Wang Ma's eyes turned red again when she said this, "Poor our young master, So small, just..." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Feng Yueyao opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "How could it be? Father and Uncle Nalan have always been on good terms, how could Uncle Nalan do this?"

"Miss, I don't want to believe this is true! But it is indeed..." Wang Ma lowered her head and wiped her tears. "No matter what, miss, you must avenge Fengfu! Young Master and the others died unjustly..."

Feng Yueyao listened to Wang Ma's words, but did not speak.At this moment, her mind was in such a mess that she couldn't think about anything.Looking at Wang Ma, "Let me be quiet for a while..." She got up and went to the inner room to lock herself in the room.The person then slowly slid to the ground, and she was a little caught off guard by being told the truth suddenly.The head hurts, it really hurts... Feng Yueyao couldn't help holding her head, why did she tell her this!Father, mother, what should I do?

temple fair

After meowing, I finally climbed up.Nalan was sweating profusely as he looked at the steps below, seeing those people still going up the mountain without fear of hard work, and couldn't help admiring their perseverance.Of course, she applauds herself for being able to climb up this time, she herself can't believe that she has climbed up.I thought I stopped cooking halfway!

"I thought I was going to die!" Chun Yu and Xia He climbed up panting, watching Nalan Yaoyao hugging a big tree and resting without any image.They are full of envy, and they really want to hold a tree for breath without any image.I really don't know how Ma'am got here?What does the abbot of this temple think?It is so high and so many steps have been made.Tired, exhausted them to death... thinking about wiping the sweat off their faces.Madame mighty...

"Miss, should we go to Madam?" Xia He adjusted her breathing and asked.

Nalan waved his hand far away, "Let me take a breath first!" He picked up the handkerchief to fan himself, and looked into the distance.