Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 149 You are no longer the old you

Donghe's wound has not healed yet, so he can only lie in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to recuperate. After Yinwei went out, there has been no news for several days.

The twelve hermit guards around him all went out in order to take the painting building back, but it seemed a little abnormal that there was no news for so long.

Ever since he got the news that Hualou had left, Donghe's mood had always been impetuous, but he suppressed that impetuous mood.

After the painting building left, he handed over all the affairs in the palace to Zhou Wei. Zhou Wei was busy with other things, so he only came to the Hall of Yangxin to see Donghe's injury twice, and the Yangxin Palace only came twice. In the Heart Palace, only Zixiang was taking care of her. Gradually, the painting building was not there, Zhou Wei did not come, the queen was lying on the bed, and Concubine Liu and Concubine Xian were completely outsiders, and only Zixiang was following Dongfang. He's side.

As time went by, Zixiang seemed to become Donghe's favorite in this Palace of Mental Cultivation, and even in this palace, and the maidservants in the Palace of Mental Cultivation and even the maidservants who came into contact with her in the palace had gradually become obsessed with her. This woman is like the master of this palace.

During lunch, Su Yuan stood behind Zhou Wei and said slowly: "Madam, Concubine Hui is not here, should we go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to see the emperor?"

Zhou Wei frowned slightly, would Hualou care about Donghe?Obviously not, but the painting building is concerned about Donghe's life and death, the reason why Su Yuan said that, it means that something is going on in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After listening to Su Yuan's words, Zhou Wei was silent for a moment and nodded thoughtfully: "We should go and take a look, and we should even go and take a look in Jingyang Palace."

Just after dinner, Zhou Wei took Su Yuan directly to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just in time to hear that Zi Xiang was educating Aunt He.

Donghe couldn't hear the sound from outside in the inner hall, but Zhou Wei heard it just when he reached the door. Aunt He is an old man in the palace, not to mention the concubine in the palace, even the emperor respects her.

It seems that Su Yuan wants her to come and see this, to see how this counterfeit is dominating this Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zhou Wei walked in slowly, stood behind Zixiang, looked at her without saying a word, her eyes gradually narrowed together.

Aunt He saw Zhou Wei, saluted slowly and said, "This old slave sees Concubine Zhou!"

Zi Xiang never thought that Zhou Wei would come at this time. After all, no matter who came into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there would be the sound of footsteps and reports. The old slave in front of her might be her bullying her.

"Concubine Zhou, you want to ask Concubine Zhou to suppress me, who does she think she is?" Zixiang knows the painting building very well, and many things can be learned very similarly, but there are some things that she doesn't understand, that is, She didn't understand that Zhou Wei and Hualou actually shared a heart of sympathy under the initial discord.

Aunt He has been watching Zhou Wei without speaking, but Zhou Wei sneered slightly, only to hear the sound of huh, Zhou Wei's long sword was already on Zixiang's neck: "Who is this palace, I think you are I don’t know, but you will definitely know what the thing in my hand is for!”

What Zi Xiang was shocked was not because of Zhou Wei's voice, but because the sword in her hand was extraordinarily cold on her neck, like a cold wind blowing from the underworld.

Zi Xiang turned around slowly, and saw Zhou Wei standing behind her. She withdrew the astonishment in her gaze, and then turned around slowly: "Ms. Zhou Concubine."

"Shen Hualou, you have changed a lot."

"Everyone changes, no one is surprised." Zi Xiang looked at Zhou Wei and said slowly, her voice was so calm that it seemed to be really calm, which was taken for granted.

Zhou Wei sneered: "Anyone will change, but I think that you have not changed, but" Zhou Wei said slowly and suddenly paused, and the light in Zi Xiang's eyes changed slightly: "But what? "

"Why are you suddenly so nervous? What are you nervous about?" Zhou Wei's words were cadenced, like a curse, echoing in Zixiang's mind.

But Zhou Wei will definitely not know who she is, so why should she be flustered, why should she be afraid, she can obviously talk to Zhou Wei with full confidence.

"The concubine Zhou said I was nervous, so what is the concubine Zhou trying to test?" Zi Xiang's sudden change made Zhou Wei laugh suddenly. After laughing, she suddenly understood why this woman would want to to come to this palace.

"Actually, I'm not trying to test you at all, but I know clearly that you are not Shen Hualou, and I have almost guessed who you are!" Zhou Wei's words were calm and indifferent, which made Zi Xiang's heart ache. He clicked, especially seeing Zhou Wei's determined smile.

Although Zi Xiang is calm on the surface, her heart has already become a mess.

"Concubine Zhou, what you said is really interesting. Who else can I be besides me?" After Zi Xiang finished speaking, the sword in Zhou Wei's hand was slightly closer to Li Zi Xiang's skin, even if she only needed one With force, Zixiang's neck could fall to the ground quickly.

Zhou Wei looked at her, and slowly withdrew the sword in his hand: "Don't think that your living in this Hall of Mental Cultivation is the reason why I don't kill you. There is only one reason why I don't kill you! You will know later." After Zhou Wei finished speaking lightly, she turned around slowly and walked forward.

Zi Xiang looked at Zhou Wei's back, her eyes gradually deepened.

"Zhou Wei, although we didn't get along before, I respect you as a different woman, so I don't think we will become enemies even if we are friends or not." Zi Xiang looked at Zhou Wei and finished speaking in a deep voice. Yao immediately laughed.

Listening to Zhou Wei's laughter, there was an indescribable magic power, as if she was laughing at every word she said.

"Really? I won't become enemies with Shen Hualou, but not with you." Zhou Wei finished speaking lightly, then turned around slowly, but looked at Zixiang with piercing eyes.

Zi Xiang looked at Zhou Wei's eyes and the long sword in her hand, her face became a little gloomy.

After a while, Zhou Wei said lightly: "Also, you are not any master in this palace. Your status can be the last one or the average one. Don't think that you occupy the painting. This skin of Lou is really her! Even if you are self righteous and think that you are the crown princess, but the crown princess did not become a queen, if you really Shen Hualou, you will feel that it is a shame! What's more, you are still living in this Hall of Mental Cultivation without any name or distinction! You think you are self-righteous and think that you have learned a lot, but you have ignored a lot of things."

Zixiang's heart seemed to be pulled by something, yes, for so many days, Donghe had never mentioned anything related to her identity. It was like countless needles piercing into the flesh one by one.

"Hmph, what qualifications do you have to talk about my affairs?" Zixiang looked at Zhou Wei with a sneer, and Zhou Wei suddenly felt that this woman is actually a poor woman, but unfortunately, she has no What compassion.

Zhou Wei's sword slashed across the floor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation sharply, making a screeching sound, which was particularly ear-piercing.

"This palace warns you, don't be a domineering in this palace. If you really have the ability to let the emperor seal your queen, you will come to domineering in front of these palace people! You will come to be a domineering in front of this palace again! Blessing! However, it is still unknown whether you can have such a day!" Zhou Wei's words were full of cruelty.

Zi Xiang looked at Zhou Wei's appearance, she couldn't swallow this breath in her heart, but at this moment she had no choice but to endure it.

Standing there, watching Zhou Wei walk straight into the inner hall, and walked to Dong He's side.

Donghe raised his eyes and saw Zhou Mao coming in, his expression expressionless.

"You're here." Dong He looked at Zhou Wei and said lightly.

Looking at Dong He's face, Zhou Wei said slowly after a long time: "I'm a bit busy these days, is the emperor's wound better?"

"Have you been here for a while?" Dong He looked at Zhou Wei's warm and angry face, and said lightly.

"It's been a while, but I haven't been here for a long time in this Hall of Mental Cultivation. When I came here, I saw someone pointing fingers at Aunt He! Aunt He has been in this Hall of Mental Cultivation for so many years, and I have never seen anyone How dare you do this to Aunt He!" Zhou Wei said lightly, and Zi Xiang walked in with Zhou Wei and stood behind Zhou Wei.

After hearing Zhou Wei's words, Dong He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Zi Xiang.

"You said Aunt He?"

"It's just a little thing." Zi Xiang said lightly.

Donghe frowned slightly, looked at Zixiang and said, "In the past, you liked Aunt He very much, why did you become like this because of a little bit of truth?"

"In the past, it has always been in the past! I used to treat the emperor so much, but how did the emperor treat me! Cramps and bones? Or give me a bottle of Hedinghong? Donghe, when I lost that child, I really wanted to Curse that you will never have children forever!" When Zixiang said this, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes slowly, Zhou Wei was shocked by her, if she didn't know where the real painting building was, she would really They would think that the present one is the real Shen Hualou.

Zhou Wei can use reason to separate emotions, but Donghe can't. Donghe looked at Zixiang's red lips opening and closing, looked at her eyes as if he could talk, looked at this face, looked at her face. Scar, after all, can't say a word.

Facing her questioning, that child has too many things that he can't answer in this world, nor can he give the answer.

"Yeah, you are no longer who you used to be, no longer." Donghe said lightly, with indescribable helplessness.

(End of this chapter)