Chapter 89 The first tear in Lin'an City

A spring rain washed the road, and the time also entered February from January to February. At this time, Zhao Feng had left the college and returned to the Feng Palace. In just ten days, she changed a lot of things. Thinking that the end of the rebellion of the five kings led by the king of Chu, the emergence of Huang Tianjun, the most secret army in the Song Dynasty, is changing the course of history.

Zhao Feng stood in the pavilion in the backyard of Feng's mansion and looked at the rain in a sprint. No matter what the words in the dream meant, he still wanted to move forward. And the tomb on the ruins of Beiping City is always the pain in Zhao Feng's heart. Zhao Feng will never forget the moment when Nangong Qing fell into his arms.

The picture of Nangong Qing's death is like a movie scratching Zhao Feng's mind. He once vowed never to let the person he care about die again. Now the oath is laughing at himself like a devil.

No one understands Zhao Feng's mood at this time. No one knows Zhao Feng's mood at this time. How to let go and how to forget that his hands are stained with Nangong Qing's blood. Even if it is washed away now, it is still in the palm of my hand, and the memories of the past are lingering.

It has been three days since he returned to the Feng Palace. Zhao Feng ignored the summons of the emperor in the palace, nor the summons of the Senate and the Military Aircraft Office, and did not go to the Supervision Institute to deal with any official duties.

The old housekeeper of the Maple King's Mansion outside the backyard looked at the Feng King standing in the pavilion with a desolate back, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a needle. Tang Bo was the servant who followed the Feng King's mother and watched the Maple King grow up little by little. Tang Bo went through the whole process of the tragedy of that year. While seeing that the young Maple King still chose to enter the college in the rain, Tang Bo felt even more guilty about his useless.

The spring rain wet the streets of Lin'an City and the soil in the backyard of Fengwang Mansion. If the one who knows the mood of King Feng is King Feng himself, it is better to say that it is Uncle Tang. Except for Uncle Tang, even King Feng himself does not know how painful his heart is.

In those years, watching his mother die and watching the Maple King, who burned the ashes of the Guilin Palace by a fire, is now watching the 18-year-old Maple King, who watched the woman who loved him die in his arms, is more painful than anyone else.

"Tang Bo" a light voice shouted to Tang Bo, who was holding a paper umbrella outside the yard.

"Fairy" Tang Bo turned around and looked at Xiao Qing and replied

"You go and have a rest first"

"But, Prince"

"I'm there"

Tang Bo looked at Xiao Qing and finally nodded and left. Xiao Qing did not hold an umbrella, but the spring rain did not fall into Xiao Qing's clothes as if there was a spirit.

Xiao Qing looked at Zhao Feng in the pavilion and slowly walked over and stood beside Zhao Feng and looked at the haggard face. He sighed in his heart that he knew Zhao Feng when he was very young, but he had never seen Zhao Feng look so haggard. Even what happened in the palace in those years, Zhao Feng only showed a resolute look on her face. It seemed that the woman's death this time was a big blow to Zhao Feng.

"You told me that no matter how sad and heartbroken you are, as long as you smile, it will pass. When my brother died at the hands of the Qingtian God Sect, I cried in front of Piao Miao Lake all day. You came over and touched my head and said that everything would pass with me. Now you are just like me at the beginning, and I just want to say that I can rest assured that I am here." Xiao Qing gently took Zhao Feng's hand.

Zhao Feng, who was originally like a wooden man, trembled gently while Xiao Qing held his hand. Xiao Qing held Zhao Feng's hand and stood in the pavilion to watch the spring rain falling to the ground from the sky.

"The first time I saw you when I was nine years old was in the Guilin Palace. My first feeling was that you had a feminine appearance. The second time I saw you was on the night of the accident in Guilin Palace. You stood in the rain and looked at the resolute face on the face of Guilin Palace, and then you entered the college. When I saw you for the third time, you were a disciple of the back mountain of the college and I was the saint of the pavilion. That was because you were extremely confident that you held me in your arms and made the shocking oath. Every time I meet you in the future, it is my greatest happiness. In order not to fall behind you too much, I have paid twice as much effort as ordinary people. Xiao Qing slowly talked about every encounter between Zhao Feng and himself.

I don't know when the spring rain will stop, but Xiao Qing's story did not stop because they really have too much communication. Those beautiful and unforgettable memories of the past were slowly said in Xiao Qing's narrative, and Zhao Feng beside Xiao Qing was still like a wooden man with a trace of color in his eyes.

"If I had refused her to accompany me to Beiping City, maybe the ending would have been different," Zhao Feng suddenly said.

Xiao Qing was stunned and said, "A woman dies for her beloved man, and this ending is the best. Maybe he will know the future when you can't be together when he knows your identity again, but she wants to accompany you through that last journey and leave the best memories in her heart"

"I don't know how to cherish what I have experienced. After losing it, I know that cherishing this is everyone's greatest sadness. Maybe I will be jealous. Maybe I care about the memories between you and her, but I won't destroy the memories between you and her. Because then you are not you, and she is not her"

"You know what I'm afraid of, you know what I cherish, but I still failed completely. I thought I was very powerful. I thought I was about to touch the sky, but in the end, her death was like a blow to break my fantasy," Zhao Feng said with his eyes closed.

Xiao Qing didn't say anything but turned around and gently hugged Zhao Feng in Zhao Feng's arms and said, "I believe you will protect what you cherish"

After hearing this, Zhao Feng's body gently trembled and tears fell silently. At this time, the spring rain that had just stopped in the sky began to fall again with Zhao Feng's tears falling into the earth.

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In the imperial study of the palace.

The emperor stood at the door and looked at the spring rain in the sky, and the servants in the palace did not dare to disturb the emperor. Because the rebellion of the five kings brought out the Empress of the East Palace and the second prince in the end, which made the atmosphere in the palace a little unusual.

In the palace, both the Empress and the guards know that although the emperor is benevolent by nature, if someone violates the laws and interests of the Song Dynasty, the emperor will not be soft. The Pingding Marquis among the noble princes in those years is the best.

"Go to the East Palace," the emperor suddenly said.

"Yes, Your Majesty" The attendants in the palace hurriedly prepared chairs and paper umbrellas after listening.

(I don't like to write emotional dramas, so this chapter may disappoint everyone a little, even myself. Even if I have seen many romance novels and campus novels recently, it is still very difficult to write emotional dramas, but there is no way. The recent chapters may be transitioning to the next big one. Prepare the chapter.)