Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 107
When Donghe returned to the house, the peripheral vision on Hualou's body was still there.

Zhou Wei looked at Dong He, and it was the first time she saw such a scene in her life. The gaze she looked at Dong He was full of confusion. Shen Qingqiang, who had left, must not have known that Zhou Wei was also in this room. If she knew, then There is no telling how many things will happen.

"How could this be?" Zhou Wei asked confusedly.

Donghe also looked at Zhou Wei and didn't answer for a long time, but suddenly heard another voice from inside the room: "This is destined, and it is what she must experience."

Hearing this voice, both Zhou Wei and Dong He looked at the white-clothed man who slowly appeared in front of him, with his hands behind his back, dressed in snow-white brocade clothes, with a faint smile on his mouth, like a spring breeze.

This person appeared out of nowhere from this room, and everything that happened tonight was too unacceptable.

"Who are you?" Donghyuk asked.

"Your Majesty, ashes return to ashes, everything is just a dream, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water are nothing." His words were ethereal, and Zhou Wei watched his mouth open and close quietly, a white shadow flashed across the moment, and she shook vigorously Shaking his head, pointing at him, he said softly, "I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

Donghe's eyes were deep and gloomy. The person in front of him looked extraordinary in every move, so he must have a lot of background, but he just appeared in this room out of thin air, which is too presumptuous. After leaving a Taoist priest, he came again Where is this person from?
After Zhou Wei's words fell, he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Wei, smiled slightly with his lips curled up, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and replied softly: "The world is so big, I am me everywhere."

Listening to his words, Zhou Wei fell into deep thought, but the scene that flashed in his mind seemed to be very familiar, with blood spreading everywhere, and just such a figure in white rose into the sky from the blood all over the ground, and he There was not a trace of red on the white clothes.

Now he said, the world is so big, I can be me anywhere, what exactly does he mean?
At this time, Ru Yang was still kneeling on the ground, she looked at the person who looked like a banished fairy, her eyes were shocked, but she asked, "Master, does he know the world's affairs?"

The man looked at Ru Yang slowly and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Will my girl wake up at dawn?" Ru Yang knew that her question was abrupt, but everything that happened tonight was like a dream. Will wake up, so what?
When Zhou Wei and Dong He heard Ru Yang's words, they both looked at the man in front of them quietly, only listening to his soft words: "When dawn dawns, your girl will wake up."

This sentence made Ru Yang happy, but it made Zhou Wei and Dong He's faces change drastically.

The resurrection of the dead, how to tell everyone, how the dead was resurrected, whether she is a human or a ghost, if she is a monster, who wants him to tell the world that the enshrined Concubine Hui is resurrected?
The person who came was Xuanruo, Donghe had met him many years ago, but at that time Donghe didn't like him very much, because he said that the throne that Donghesuo pursued was just a dream.

For Xuanruo, it was easy to change his face. He didn't want to have right and wrong at this time, so he changed his face.

"A person is dead? How to live?" Donghe asked coldly.

Xuanruo glanced at Donghe, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and said lightly: "The so-called death and life are just two words. You are still alive, how can you tell that she is dead? Maybe she is just tired. I want to take a nap, but this one just took a long time, everything in the world is like this."

While talking, Xuanruo slowly walked to the side of the painting building. He put his hands together and slowly sat cross-legged, but he was not sitting on a soft couch, but was sitting in the air. He sat slowly Then he closed his eyes, murmured some words in his mouth, and the painting building sitting on the bed slowly rotated in the golden light, and after about half an hour, the golden light dissipated on the painting building, and Xuan Ruo also slowly opened his eyes.

He helped Hualou fix her soul. Originally, when she died, her seven souls and six souls were not complete, so those stinky Taoist priests, as long as they are deeply cultivated, can see her strangeness. The medicine she took was to fake her death, but she would not wake up until three days after taking the medicine. She must not have calculated her burial time so fast.

I'm afraid that when she wakes up tomorrow night, she will already be in the imperial tomb.

After Xuanruo got up, she took out a small bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill and fed it into Hualou's mouth, it was the antidote for the pill she took herself, and she would be able to wake up in the morning.

Donghe looked at the person in front of him, and then at the woman lying on the soft couch, his mind sank. He named her Concubine Hui because she was obviously dead, and he also wanted to use this to restrain other families , but looking at it now, Qianji did not die, but she was resurrected tomorrow and gave Concubine Hui to her. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse!
Zhou Wei's mind was completely out of Hualou, she was eager to remember where did she meet this person?
I don't know why, but her heart is so eager to know.

Xuanruo looked at Hualou lying on the bed, gently stroked her forehead, and said softly, "Girl, be happy."

He straightened up and walked in front of Donghe, his eyes were calm, but it was this extra heavy feeling: "Your Majesty, you must pay her back what you owe her."

Dong He frowned, and when he wanted to ask him what he owed her, the white figure in front of him disappeared like a dream, he turned his head to look at Zhou Mao and asked, "What happened just now?" ?”

Donghyuk asked like this.

But Zhou Wei told him: "Your Majesty, I remember where I saw him."

With such words, Donghe's heart trembled, it was not a dream just now, it really happened.

"Where?"

"Your Majesty, do you remember the time when Hualou and I were brought back by you one year?" Zhou Wei asked.

"remember."

"The two of us were together when you found us, but I never told His Majesty that I was not with Hualou at that time, but when Hualou was besieged, I couldn't rush to rescue her. I watched helplessly. The land turned into a piece of blood, and I lost consciousness after that." After Zhou Mao finished speaking, Donghe was silent.

"But when I saw that person just now, I remembered that it was he who saved us, just like today, he suddenly came out from in front of me, I don't know where he came from."

Zhou Wei was talking by herself, but the more she said, the more wrong it became. Why did this person save her and Hualou, why did he help Qianji now, and the last sentence he said to Donghe: "Your Majesty, you owe her, It must be paid back."

To whom?Shen Hualou?Or Qianji?

Thinking about it, Zhou Wei's eyes were full of disbelief, Dong He watched her eyes change and changed, and asked, "What did you think of?"

Zhou Wei actually wanted to say who the person lying on the bed was, but she knew that she couldn't casually bring up such a sensitive topic, so she just asked in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if she really wakes up, what should I do?" manage?"

(End of this chapter)