The Rise of Phoenixes

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Liu Mudan looked at her in a loss of soul, suddenly lowered her hand, and the cloth tape fell to the ground. She seemed to have lost all her strength. She slumped down on the bed, her hands covering her face, and for a long while, there were tears like pearls, flashing from her fingers.

"Chamutu can't stay...all of my sons can't stay..." she choked, "Dama Living Buddha said, Zhadak Brothers, but if one day he can't become a brother, the brother will kill him... "

Feng Zhiwei suddenly raised a coolness in his heart, and said for a long time: "Your seven dead sons..."

Liu Mudan only had a sob.

Feng Zhi took a step back and looked at the woman who usually laughs and loves this weekday, that is, this person who never looks heartless and lungless. For the smooth growth of his eldest son, he personally killed his seven children?

"Weird and chaotic words cannot be trusted." Feng Zhi recovered his voice after a while.

Liu Mudan shook his head in despair, "No... it's not wrong. After the birth of Zattalan's third brother, she looks cute, and I felt soft for a while...As a result, Zandalan fell to the cliff and almost died..."

"I don't understand." Feng Zhiwei said slowly for a long time, "Why must he keep Helian Zheng, and hesitate to give up so many of his son's lives."

"Huzhuo Department has rules, and the eldest son is the most inherited." Liu Mudan whispered, "The composition of the 12th Huzhuo department is complicated, and bleeding will occur every generation, and sometimes even a few generations, the eldest son inherits. The most appealing and most acceptable to the tribe, it can avoid many disputes, so as long as the eldest son is not a nerd, basically the throne is born to him, not to mention the year when Zadalan was born, the grassland was harvested, Shuanghong, Da The Living Buddha said auspicious, saying that this is a hero of destiny.

Her mournful complaint sounded quietly in the quiet night, but the sound was subtle, but the heart throbbed. Feng Zhi stood for a long time, sighed, and grabbed her by the shoulder.

Liu Mudan pounced on her, tears flowing like water, but he could not hold back, his thin shoulders could not twitch, like a butterfly with wings in the winter, it is unbelievable, it is such a weak shoulder, silent Carrying the important task of a tribal prosperity, carrying the seven innocent lives of his own flesh and blood.

She quietly peeked at the fingers of the throat of the child who smiled and trusted to look at her. Was it so cramped?

"Chamutu...can't stay...Kuku's prairie, can't fall into danger..." Liu Mudan's tears have soaked Feng Zhiwei's shirt, but his tone gradually became more determined, "This child one I knew it was tough... I fell in love with him and killed my father. I threw him into the king's court that night, there were enemies everywhere, but he rolled off the bed and was safe. The maidservant couldn't find him afterwards, maybe he was under the bed. Starved to death, he just cried when his maid came into the room... so hard a life, Zha Lan...can't reach..."

The room was quiet, only Liu Mudan's low sobbing, Feng Zhiwei hugged her, looking up at the mound painted gold dome, his eyes helpless and sad, Gu Nanyi stood beside the door, seemed to think deeply, not Understand why some mothers will protect Gu Zhiguo under his body to prevent death, and some mothers will take Chamutu in his arms and send him to death.

"Do not!"

There was a sudden whirlwind behind him, and a whirlwind came suddenly. The whirlwind approached, grabbing Chamutu in Liu Mudan's arms and stuffed him in Feng Zhiwei's arms.

Helian Zheng arrived.

"Grandma!" He knelt down beside the bed with a thud, banging his head against the edge of the bed, the pain changed even his voice, "Don't kill Chamutu, my life, don't let my brother use his life to make it!"

"Zanda Lan." Liu Mudan vented a bit, calmed down, wiped a tear and his nose, and wiped it on the damask bedding. "You don't have to! You have already sacrificed so many things, there is no reason to fail!"

"No one can beat me!" Helian Zheng shouted, "You don't believe those!"

"I know, ah, well, the last one, the last one." Liu Mudan touched Helian Zheng's face.

"Do not!"

If not sad, Feng Zhi almost laughed, and the conversation sounded like it was really like coaxing her son to eat.

The prairie royal family also has such profound helplessness and desolation...

"My mother didn't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Liu Mudan couldn't persuade him for a long time, Huo Ran turned his face and kicked Helian Zheng with a kick. "Before your father died, I promised to keep this grassland for him, and any sacrifice is at your disposal." Don't hesitate, your kid dare to talk to me again, I'm off your dad doesn't want you!"

"If you are a dead person, you can take it as long as you are willing!" He Lianzheng also turned his face, choked out a long knife and ran it across his neck. "Lao Tzu is fed up with his life. This will give you who you love to kill." Just kill anyone!"

"You!" Liu Mudan raised his eyes.

"I!" Helian Zheng rushed to the crown in anger.

Suddenly someone understated the knife out of Helianzheng.

"What are you arguing about?" said Master Shaogu, who was talking about Feng Zhiwei, and she blinked at Liu Mudan. "Ma'am, you see what happened in this way, so you will call out who is going to kill in person Ken? Think long, think long."

Turning around, she blinked at Helianzheng again, "If you live well, your mother wouldn't worry about you being arrested? What are you doing here?"

Liu Mudan got it—the daughter-in-law implied that I could not kill it now. Maybe she would help me solve it.

Helianzheng realized-his wife, this implies that I won't be able to do it by grabbing Chamutu in my hand.

Both men were relieved, and An An climbed up steadily. Feng Zhi turned around and walked away. The child was logically embraced in Master Gu’s arms, “bring together with Gu Yi.”

The two hadn't had time to say anything. Suddenly there was a roar in the distance.

An old voice panted: "Quickly, that Central Plains Han girl, hurry to me..."

His voice was drowned in Chun Yumeng's long and thick report.

"His Royal Highness King Chu hurried up to eight hundred miles, and begged to hand down the concubine of King Shunyi..."

The sound was thick and long, spreading throughout the king's court, and most of the night seemed to be afraid that people would not hear it.

Both Helian Zheng and Gu Nanyi went to see Feng Zhiwei at the same time. Feng Zhiwei was half-faced, looking at the bunch of flowers outside the window, unable to see the expression on her face.