The general who had just spoken seemed surprised, and looked at Chu Zhiyao for a long time and couldn't say a word.

He did not expect that the person who was half-dead and replaced by him as the General of the National Protection a few days ago was standing in front of him at this moment. Although the scars on his face were still very obvious, he still looked so energetic that he could still feel an invisible pressure.

"General Chu?" A minister spoke after seeing Chu Zhiyao, with a slightly surprised expression!

"Didn't General Chu die in the foreign invasion three years ago? Why..." a minister said again.

Qing Ning looked at these comments quietly, Feng Chen kept everyone in the dark. The incident of forcing the palace three years ago made him say that it was an invasion of foreign tribes, Chu Zhiyao was killed, Beichen's royal family was slaughtered, and Feng Prime Minister became a great hero in protecting the country. Now he naturally married Beichen's eldest princess and succeeded to the throne.

It was really ridiculous. Qing Ning raised his eyes and looked at Feng Chen. She couldn't see the answer from his deep and cold eyes. She wanted to know why, but she clearly thought about the future troubles of today, why did he still keep Chu Zhiyao?

"I want to leave someone, maybe you will come back to see him so that I can see you." Feng Chen seemed to see the question in her eyes, put his head close to her ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

When Qingning heard this, his body suddenly shook and stayed stiffly for a moment. It turned out that the only person in this world who gave all her sincerity was Feng Chen, but she really couldn't afford his sincere heart by doing anything.

"Three years ago Feng Chen created this rebellion and imprisoned me." Chu Zhiyao looked at Feng Chen on the high platform with a quiet face, but the hatred and anger in his voice could not be concealed.

Chu Zhiyao's voice was not loud, but caused an uproar in the court. In this court, except for Feng Chen who supported him and the few people who were sincerely convened by Ruian Hou, the rest of the people were kept in the dark, so Feng Chen had always controlled the court.

Suddenly, he began to confirm what Ruian Hou had just said. A brave minister stood up and looked at Feng Chen and asked seriously: "Shouldn't the Prime Minister explain anything?"

"Yes, the Prime Minister should explain and give us an explanation."

These people immediately began to restore their previous titles and called the Prime Minister.

Feng Chen looked at the noise below and didn't say anything. He just saw countless men in black rushing out from the beams of the house and behind Feng Chen in such a look.

The minister who had just spoken looked at Feng Chen in surprise and said seriously: "Okay! You dare to rebel openly."

"Shang" Feng Chen said calmly, and the group of men in black came out together and launched an attack on the ministers below. In an instant, the already red pillar was stained with a layer of scarlet red.

Originally, the main hall was filled with a sweet and bloody aura, and Chu Zhiyao's imperial guards rushed in at the same time. The men in black in the hall were mixed together and fighting each other. Qing Ning suddenly raised his hand and took out the ring in his hand and threw it to Chu Zhiyao.

Feng Chen lowered his eyes to look at her, but his expression was still calm, so calm that he seemed to be ready to accept death. He slowly walked up to her and asked, "Is that?"

"Chu Zhiyao's ring is used by dispatching the imperial guards. I don't believe that the 50,000 imperial guards in the imperial palace can't do anything to you, the hundreds of people." Qing Ning said here, and suddenly walked forward two steps.

He quickly opened the mechanism on the stairs guardrail and took out the sword he had hidden there in his early years because of the lesson Jiyang taught her. No one except her knew about it.

She quickly pressed the sword against Feng Chen's chest with her backhand. The joy of revenge in her eyes and the pain of killing her companions were intertwined, and she was very powerful.

At this moment, a dart flew in from outside the door, as if it was injected with magic, and the surrounding air made a whizzing sound. It was inserted into Feng Chen's chest with a speed of lightning speed.

Qing Ning clearly saw that it was a dart specially used by Mu Ling. There was a small red dot at the end of the dart, which was what he liked, and that was called Taxue Xunmei.

Qing Ning quickly turned his head to look at the door, and Mu Ling stood there, looking up at her direction, but this time his dart posture seemed to be more anxious than her to kill Feng Chen.

Will it be?

Qing Ning was frowning and looking at Mu Ling outside thinking about the sword in her hand. She was suddenly pulled by someone. She was startled and turned around quickly and saw Feng Chen stabbing into his chest with the tip of her sword.

The blood on the hands splattered on the bright red wedding dress looked like it had been washed, but it shocked Qing Ning.

"Feng Chen" Qing Ning shouted. Although he no longer used any force in his hand, Feng Chen walked straight forward and let the sword pass through his body.

At this time, his mouth was bleeding, but he was still walking forward step by step. Even if it was a moth to the fire, he had to approach and retain the only light in his life.

Qing Ning watched him approaching him step by step almost crazy, and the pain seemed to be irrelevant to him or she could not feel it. She only saw her own shadow in his eyes, but the background under the shadow was blood red.

I don’t know if it was Feng Chen himself or because those eyes reflected the blood in the hall.

It was not until he reached out to hug her that Qing Ning reacted from his red eyes that she did not move, but just let Fengchen hug her, or maybe she could no longer bear to push him away like this.

Feng Chen gently put his head on her shoulder, lowered his head and said, "Qing Ning, I'm sorry, Qing Ning, I love you. It's just because Beichen Emperor killed my father when the founding of the country, that I came to seek revenge on him. I didn't expect it to hurt you."

Feng Chen said that, coughed twice again because of his force, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood in his mouth. The large area of ​​warmth felt so desperate and heartache. Shouldn’t Feng Chen be happy if she died? Why is she so sad?

"Qing Ning, be careful of Mu Ling. He helped me plan that rebellion. It's very dangerous. Qing Ning, goodbye."

After Feng Chen said this last sentence, he finally closed his eyes with relief. The moment his eyes closed, a tear just slid down. It was the first tear in his voice, the only drop, and it became the last drop.

In this life, he never regrets it.

Feng Chen fell on Qing Ning like this. His weight, his last words, and his blood were added to her. It was so unbearable that he could not bear it. He was as difficult as thousands of steel knives. He threw away her heart without any pity, and the pain was almost suffocating.

She turned around and looked at the man who was still fighting below and the man who promised her that the world was not tolerated by her, and was stunned. The world was here to stop her from thinking about the joke that fate made on her.

"Stop it all" she suddenly spoke, her voice was very high, but it was unprecedentedly cold. The coldness around her was extremely terrifying, making people afraid to get close to it, and even freeze the entire hall.

The few remaining men in black were also stunned. They all looked back at Feng Chen, whom Qing Ning was holding. The Prime Minister was dead, who were they working for?

So they dropped the swords in their hands and were quickly taken away by Chu Zhiyao. The remaining ministers below all knelt down to the top and said, "Welcome Prince Zheyang back to the court."

"I will send the order to the Prime Minister and the Marquis of Dingguo. I will wait for the first time and give him a rich funeral of 100 gold coins and leave the court."

After Qing Ning said this, he never looked at the mess below, including the handsome man outside the door.

She turned around and dragged Feng Chen's body hard all the way down the hall. She refused anyone's help, just lowered her head and walked, and she was so determined after all, without saying a word.

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