Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 422

After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Feng Shijin entered the bedroom and never came out again.She locked the door from the inside, and no one knew what she was doing inside.The food that Huichun sent couldn't be brought in, so he had to put it at the door, and after a while it became cold, and he replaced it with new ones.

For three whole days, she didn't eat a drop of rice, didn't touch a drop of water, and didn't go out at all.

Su Guyan knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, but if this continued, she might starve to death inside.He felt distressed and helpless, he had knocked on Feng Shijin's door countless times, but no one inside agreed, he couldn't take it anymore, he simply kicked the door open, and walked in quickly.

Feng Shijin squatted quietly in the corner, like a dusty sculpture.She lowered her eyes halfway, looking at the ground, her eyes were empty and out of focus.

There was some confusion in the room, a chair and stool were overturned, and one teacup rolled to the ground and broke into several pieces.And on the dressing table, another familiar pill poured out.

Seeing her like this, Su Guyan felt terrified of pain in his heart. He walked over step by step, sat down next to her, put his hand around her head and pressed her into his arms, saying: "Shi Jin, you Isn't it the strongest, no matter how painful things are, no matter how big the storm is, you can survive it, why bother to torture yourself like this..."

After a long silence, Su Guyan thought Feng Shijin couldn't speak.But she said hoarsely and softly, "Who said I was torturing myself, I was just thinking about what to do next."

Her eyes were as dark as an abyss, and her tone of voice was so gentle that there were no ups and downs. She seemed to be talking about something innocuous, but hearing it made people shudder. She said: "Su Yinli, Feng Shizhao, every day from now on, they will Should be living in a nightmare."

Su Guyan caressed her hair, and murmured: "No matter what happens, I will be by your side and accompany you. You haven't eaten for three days. I asked Huichun to bring in some food, but it is good?"

Feng Shijin said quietly: "Okay, although I don't feel hungry, I still want to eat."

Su Guyan raised his voice to call Huichun outside the door, ordered the meal, and Huichun immediately went down to prepare.Then he said again: "It's cold on the ground, I'll carry you to the bed." Then he hugged Feng Shijin and walked to the bed.

She was already thin, and she hadn't eaten for three days, and now she was even skinny, she didn't weigh at all, and she was as light as cotton wool.Su Guyan carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, held her hands all the time, warmed her fingers, and said nothing to each other.

Feng Shijin half lowered her head, still thinking, she remembered Jun Qianji's last wish when he left her back then, which was to let her help him protect his clansmen.

Now, just over three years have passed, not only has she been unable to protect anything, but she has also watched his clan members die one by one.

Feng Shijin smiled shallowly, and said to himself: "Qianji, you can't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame me for believing in me wrongly. You know that I can't do it, but you still put such a heavy burden on me body, I can only let you down. But the road ahead, I still have to continue, no matter how many people die, good or bad."

When the food was brought up, she was tasteless, but she still had to chew and swallow hard. She had to make herself full to have the strength to walk, talk, and do things.

The year is approaching, and the next thing the imperial court is preparing for is the annual meeting of all nations.

The Great Jin Dynasty has been in good shape for decades. At first, it was justified to say that the country was prosperous and God was favored. The prestige of the Great Jin Dynasty once frightened the small neighboring countries on the border, and they all looked forward to this piece of China.

It's just that in recent years, people in the imperial court are greedy for prosperity and enjoyment, and those in power enjoy comfort. When the Great Jin stagnates, the surrounding small neighboring countries are developing and growing at a very fast speed, such as Ye Zhan and Bei Rong.

Arrogant people from small countries have been exempted from coming to the capital of Dajin every year to participate in the Wan Guochaohui.Although the emperor felt uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do.He can't just stir up disputes between the two countries and cause border chaos just because the small country doesn't come to participate in the Ten Thousand Nations Court Meeting and doesn't pay homage to him.

The emperor has been at ease for decades, and the army has been slack for decades. He doesn't even want to mention the war.So even if he felt 1 unhappy, he still had to hold back.

The number of envoys coming to this year's Ten Thousand Kingdoms Conference has decreased by one-third compared with previous years.This third includes the most powerful Ye Zhan and Bei Rong.The north-south attack forced the dynasty to fall into a faint sense of crisis, but it was helpless.

Feng Shijin has recently been walking around the palace more and more frequently. With Mu'er, the eldest grandson of the emperor, in the palace, she can come and go in and out of the palace at will, which is understandable.

She often wears a scarlet water-patterned robe, her slender waist is tied with a palm-width jade belt, which perfectly outlines the curves of her body, and the skirt is embroidered with red brocade thread to embroider blossoming peonies. , lifelike, as if the fragrance is floating, and as if to stretch the branches and leaves.

She wears a golden hairpin on her head, and that heavy headgear has gradually become an indispensable habit for her.The rouge on her face was thick or light, which covered up her originally slightly pale complexion just right, making her skin look like egg whites peeled off, fluffy, rosy and rosy, very supple.

When she was walking into the palace, a red shadow shuttled on the path of sporadic falling snow, just like a beautiful scenery, overwhelming the country and the city, unparalleled.

It just so happens that the plum blossoms in the plum blossom grove in the palace are all in bloom.When Feng Shijin passed by, he stopped by the side of the road for a moment.

The snow on the path had been swept away by the palace servants, but it was still wet. She turned her head and looked quietly at the plum blossom forest.The plum blossoms are shining, proud and fragrant.

She thinks she is also a little used to such rich and fragrant plum blossoms.The sophora japonica that I liked before is hard to see in Shangjing. The flowers are pure white and have a faint fragrance. Now the bright red plum color is more suitable for her.

Feng Shijin raised his hand, stretched out his white wrist, and lightly plucked a red plum from the branch, and played with it in the palm of his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

I don't know when there were clear and shallow footsteps behind him, and a laughing voice said: "Mei Ben is proud of Xuewu, and lost to Zhe Zhiren."

Feng Shijin put the red plum into the black hair at the temples as if nothing had happened, Kan Kan turned his head, his phoenix eyes flowed, not like a woman in the world.

Su Zhengqin met her by chance in this palace, seeing her back, couldn't help but recited a few lines of poetry, but when she turned his head around, he was a little stunned.The red plum fell on her temples, still very beautiful, but her own beauty lost its color.

For a moment he didn't know what to say.

Feng Shijin smiled slowly, but his eyes were so clear that there was no trace of a smile, Fuli said: "Second Prince, what a coincidence."

Su Zhengqin came back to his senses, walked up to Feng Shijin, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Feng Shijin said: "Come and see Mu'er."

Su Zhengqin was silent, hesitant to speak for a while, but finally turned calm, and asked: "What happened before, are you okay?"

Feng Shijin smiled lightly when he heard the words, brushed the falling plums on the corner of his clothes, and said lightly: "Look at me like this, what seems wrong?"

Su Zhengqin said: "As expected of the girl I know, Shi Jin, as long as you are fine."

(End of this chapter)